Forged By Faith

Isaiah 59:14 NIV The reward And that given as a result of our revolt into what’s remained a mostly revolting way as always aimed both right at God but still so far the other way that all we know of His Name is the blame for our frame’s fame having failed to have been found upon this ground by now. No, we’ve long been of the belief that it was on us to find for us a way to make this life into what we wanted so badly for it to be. And well, wouldn’t you know it but He did indeed let us succeed! For all along all we’ve known to want was nothing more than a way in which everything was gray but still somehow okay. Yes, we wanted it this way. We wanted what we’ve gotten. We craved this cave in which culture has caved as a result of a cavernous cavity created by a cancer so commonly caustic that it continues to chew away at our every day in which better still awaits. But alas that better we could still become will only wait for us to want it for so long. Eventually it will just agree that we ...

Isaiah 59:13 NIV The reliance As if only upon violence as a way to ensure a measure of compliance in which we’re silenced except to say that we like it this way that we’ve been instructed to go in what we hopefully know to be the worst direction of all those given in what are an endless array of options and things to choose from. Alas, no, even anymore our audacity to choose is something we lose as we join the ranks of those rebelling in this telling of a lie of life left lying beside so many others, sisters and brothers, who’ve themselves bought this most profound of disbelief in everything better than everywhere we’ve been. Thus too where we’re going soon. And that simply because as the ones who only feign the ferocity to call the shots in our own lives and their living, we can only also only fake the meaning that we mean for them to be making. And that simply because when society is allowed to make any of our choices, direct any of our voices, offer any of our vices that we still fi...

Isaiah 59:12 NIV The silence Though a place in which we’ve nothing to say, it’s too the only in which we can finally see we had nothing to say anyway. After all, with what answer can we answer those every asking of any question as was ignored in a life in which the way we walked they could not fathom? How can we so assume that we’ll know what to do when found on that ground in which all we’ve done is just done and we’re left there the only one before the only One who did what we couldn’t so as to help stop doing what we apparently couldn’t? What will we say when we see Jesus face-to-face? Don’t know why but all of the sudden Solomon came to mind. I know we’ve all read, or at least I hope we have, of his immeasurable wealth as won within his asking of God for wisdom first (as done to hopefully, no, prayerfully lead His people well). Indeed, despite the human inclination to ask for all these “other things” as coined as such in such passages as that of Matthew 6 in which Jesus is speaking...

Isaiah 59:11 NIV The rattle It would seem that despite the lack of life being lived by those who’ve denied the same there remains this constant chaos as likewise chosen by the frozen in fear of faith and their finding there something to save from what they’ve become having always been but numb to the new that He came to do in every life in which such was a need if the soul inside was to be freed from both where the vessel in which it was had insisted it go and too from hopefully at least some of what it had then come to know of what life was never supposed to see. Indeed, there’s a nonstop noise in our world, cities all abuzz with the sound of the drown seeking to drink deep another day’s worth of delight. Alas, as time continues to pass and so too we away it seems that anymore our everyday is finding us only filling up with the fear of faith as mixed with a failure to find whatever it was that we perhaps once were looking for and the frustration we feel thanks to our failure to have b...

Isaiah 59:10 NIV The dead But thankfully for now just in our heart and in our head thanks to thoughts unthought about betters never bought as having ever been worth our having become. Rather we’ve instead become so cold and numb that we live as if dumb to what is the drum of life that beats inside the chest we have as if treasure itself as held inside a life to live in which we are alive, but barely at best. Yes, anymore our best is death in thoughts unknown of a life we’ve sewn into all we’ve known of the better we never were. My worry now is that never were is quickly becoming never will thanks to our continuing of the same paths and ponderings that have led us to where we still are. And indeed, that we are still where we have been, at least in some ways, this seems only to say that we’re not seemingly all that interested in the living aspect of life. Why? Because life lives. Life breathes. Life sees the sights of life that fights to keep living the life it was given to be living. Ye...