Forged By Faith

Hosea 6:1 NIV The locust We’re told in Joel of this invading horde that comes screaming into the existence of a people so far gone as to have lived in utter denial of God and thus doing all but absolutely nothing to honor Him, revere Him, respect Him. And it’s this army that seeks to devour and destroy the very lives of those to whom it’s been sent on what is clearly a mission to leave such a stark tragedy in its wake that those left behind will perhaps indeed finally awake unto the seeing, as if for once, the ways in which they’d been living their lives and how there was just no life lived within them. And it’s most hopefully promised in Joel 2:25 that He will restore to those who do repent of such a lifeless life unto the living of a life that seeks finally to honor He who both gives and is the Life the years that the locust has eaten. Yet then what if I’m the locust? See, yesterday’s post left me thinking, as they often do, about the many things that I myself have perhaps stolen fro...

2 Corinthians 7:10 NIV The catalyst Such is the consideration, and every single one thereof, of which God makes us cognizant through what is a fear that finds our fealty to the very fatality of so many failures we’ve found as if friends that we’re then unwilling to let go. And indeed, letting go is something extremely hard for us to do as a people who think that life is about what we have and hoping within. But friends, there come times in life, many of which we cannot possibly see, in which you and me we make these choices that are all but choosing cataclysm, catastrophe, chaos and confusion. Alas we seldom see them due to the delusion in which we’ve so clearly set to design ourselves in what’s for too long been a life we’ve seen as ours to do with as we please. Leaving then only the moment to make our choices for us via the feelings we have and the foolishness we are. And we are indeed so very filled with such venomous folly that we hardly even realize it anymore. After all how could...

Jeremiah 31:19 NIV Perhaps the truest gravity found and felt along this narrowing road to life is held not inside the uncertainty as to where we’re going but proven rather in the certainty of where we’ve been. For it seems to me out here along this path of sanctification’s tendency toward humiliation that I find myself increasingly aware of just how well I’ve not walked this life. I look back and see so many memories I wish I hadn’t made the mistake of making, so many mistakes that I wish now weren’t the culmination of all those years wasted in wanting and wishing for things I wanted. In fact I sit sometimes solemnly with the reality that it wasn’t even me leading my life at times. No, truth is that such a responsibility is often outsourced anymore. It didn’t use to be that way. I guess. I hope. I like to believe that the world didn’t always have such claws so deep as to inspire us to carry around connections to the calamities of this culture in our pockets. That at one time folks were...