Forged By Faith

Psalm 35:20 NIV dams the disquiet Because there comes hopefully a day inside of our every life in which we look up with our own eyes and determine that our lives are not going to be lived locked in step with those who will continue to insist that we join always the consist of what is a culture given unto the cancer that is caring as to what others want us to do, to say, to be, to become. No, there has to come a time in which we take control of our lives back from those to whom we’d sheepishly given it, playing ever since the victim of what is the venom that rules this world in vengeance. We should want more than this, and yet to find more than this we need then to allow only less of it. And that is everything that this world insists upon us. Every headline that the media asks us to become angry about. Every post that some stranger shares seeking to ruffle feathers and start comment section arguments. Every new technological advancement that we hopefully know deep down that we don’t rea...

2 Corinthians 4:8 NIV It doesn’t matter At some point along this ride through what is this life and whatever else it may become there simply comes a point in which you stop keeping points. You stop keeping score. You quit worrying about the weather, the war, the worry about whether or not the fighting or fun will ever come and which of them might beat the other to you. Maybe that’s just because it starts to seem as if most things here are just there to beat you, to confuse you, to lose you inside what is this maze that is this mind that has mankind by the throat. A mindset sat upon still trying to gloat as if to gain or successfully avoid pain was ever to prove worth anything. An idea we’ve all believed before, but a belief itself that becomes so frivolous and foolhardy that we eventually find ourselves having to make a choice between continuing to believe for such trivial things as time and comfort or if we’re rather to shift our hopes to perhaps even the both running out so that we c...

Revelations 3:21 NIV So wake up sleeper. For if we’re to ever arise we must first revive into what is the life we’ve scarcely proven able to live from within what is a bed made of a doubt and disbelief so desperately deep that alas most days we sleep inside the substance of things seen being those only for which we believe. And thus we need to awake if we’re to arise into that life that He at first laid down but only to then take up to what is the outcome of a victory the likes of which not even death can stand against. And this is something we’ve been told plain of the plane which is His promise as proven first within the problems that we’re to have if we’re to hold He who is the hope that we all need to overcome them. It’s just then that He’s often too the one hope we cannot see. Because within this life the problem and strife are always far closer, or so it feels. Yes, nearly every day brings a nearly novel change that we’re asked to at the least consider as blown in by the whether ...