Forged By Faith

1 Timothy 6:9 NIV Wandering wealth Because that’s what wealth wants and thus what wanting it does to we who are but a people who are here but for a moment that’s both worth far more than wealth and yet so often lost to the lust of a treasured trust placed in a trust of treasure to provide everything from security to pleasure. All simply because inside this world wealth wins whatever we want. Being rich can afford for us any kind of affluence we may find ourselves feeling influenced to assume we need. And this opportunity at such things as recognition and renown are found to form a crown that the crowd just can’t help but be enamored with. Thus a life we can’t help but be measured by. And indeed, this is life, or at least our meager measure of one as far as how to live it. It’s all something won within our winning of whatever more we can always find a way to want so badly that we eventually just believe it a necessity. Truly, I cannot count the amount of things offered by the wealth of ...

Proverbs 23:4 NIV Down or free? Seems there’s a generally hopeful reality, hopefully, in which we’re all promised to reach what is the same experiencing of something that will only prove to go one of two ways. The same experience which awaits each of us is our very own breaking, a moment which will go differently because we’ll get there only to either break down or break free. The oddity is that the road to this moment is paved the same no matter what. The hope is that along the way we come to learn the necessity of the one option as proven in what should be a blatant disinterest in the other. But still, when our own end we have reached, what then will be found by each? I suppose what makes this hard to even begin to understand is that it seems we meet a bit of both along the way. Indeed, inside of almost every single day we all find ourselves breaking, struggling, sinking into this believing that it’s both all on us and thus something we can control and yet that it’s then best for us ...

Psalm 90:10 NIV Trouble and sorrow I sit here at 38, apparently and probably halfway home if not more, and I can already look back on what’s been a ride long spent through a fair share of the both as have been met more times than I can remember as of this morning. For in truth, such truly is life. It’s but our time in which we find that we’ll all feel that we’ll always fail to find the fun, fame, fortune or whatever other such fast-paced frivolousness that the world continues to tell us that we need in ever-growing measure. Why? Because to many here this place is their home and thus too the same of their every treasure and, well, as time continues to fly by toward wherever time goes once it’s gone from us, the same then seem to easily understand that their running out of the time they once had more of demands they find more soon. Not time as that’s what we fail at in this life, finding time. But more stuff, more treasure as it were and for many will continue to be. Indeed, so many here...

Ecclesiastes 2:23 NIV No rest for the wanting Which, if we were ever to again even approach being honest, is itself something of a wickedness in that to want is basically akin to saying from within that what we have is not enough. And this, when seen from God’s perspective, it really seems a clear suggestion that His provision, while appreciated, isn’t anymore quite enough to measure up to the ever more that we’ve come to want anyway and after all. Because it’s always the after as found just beyond the all that already is that finds for us the more we want still. Meaning then that all we have isn’t all we want. Saying then that all He’s given us isn’t enough for us. And, well, that’s as arrogant and selfish and vain and foolish a mindset as any could ever arrive upon. Problem is that it’s one that we’ve all arrived upon. And this problem continues to prove a problem in that we continue to prove that we know nothing of contentment as we’re never seemingly satisfied with the content of o...

Ecclesiastes 2:22 NIV The meaning of man For what seems all of human history it’s been something we’ve been insistent upon measuring via material such as money and the mansions we buy with it. These things and their many like have become the goals in our lives, the very ideals for which we dream, the tangible things that we seem to honestly believe will accomplish in us a meaning, a worth, a wealth of the world’s greatest treasures as are treasured by all. And yet it’s within this that we seem to have arrived upon a frame of mind in which all that helps make a life a life is merely whatever most here want. And thus us defined only by what we’re willing to do and actually able to truly get done in order to gain our share of what’s under the sun. But never do we ever seem to stop and wonder why we’re doing what we’re seemingly all but convinced we both should be doing and thus must never stop. Because to stop would pop the proverbial bubble we’ve been building of a life itself bulging du...