HAPPY SABBATH + Laundry Day!

Today I did my laundry
For it was black with sin!
I put them in Jesus’ Cleansing Red Blood
And they emerged white after the dipping, and the spin!

How, you may well ask, could Red Blood
Make Black Sin turn Righteous White?
The only answer that I can give you
Is that it’s because of The Great Son Light!

Before I could do the laundry
I had to acknowledge that it contained dirt
And that it needed a cleansing
And I needed a detergent that would truly work!

It was then that I heard about Jesus
And His Cleansing and Renewing Red Blood
So I got me a full-size container
And opened it with a Confession With Tears Flood!

Oh, how wonderful it felt to remove those dirty garments!
Oh, how fabulous to see the working of The Blood!
For all Dirty Sin came pouring from within the cloth
And was no more to make me feel like a common sloth!

How I rejoiced when I saw my new garments emerging!
How fresh tears of gladness spilled forth!
How I cried “Glory Be!” and “Hallelujah!” and
“Thank You, Jesus!”
“Thank You, Lord, for the cleansing that Blood births!”

Please don’t take my word on this matter!
Order Jesus’ Cleansing Red Blood for yourself
And trust God Almighty to deliver
And get your laundry out of the condemned bundle and
Off the Corrupted and Marked for Destruction shelf!

HAPPY SABBATH + Free Will and Wild Ways!

IF I am living for my body
It must be because I am lacking in Department Brain
Which means that I, therefore, lack reason and thus
Behave like a starved animal in chains
Hungry, restricted, abused
Abusing myself for lack of a  meal feel
Which gives stomach-Satan the upper hand
To make me do whatever he please.

God made us in His Image.
God gave us Reasoning Free Will
Not to be used like currency
On hypochondriacs needing placebo sugar pill.

Problem with this thing called Free Will
Is that we can use it however we please
To help, to hurt, to hound
To turn a frown upside down
Thence to cry foul when Free Will wastes
Wounds, wrecks, and rebounds.

Thought is to think
What foul is to stink,
And Free Will is tied to - and tried by - Responsibility.

You know right from wrong -
It is written in your Code
So living like a Lush in lard will clog up Free Will and
Waste your Living Soul.

Okay. Let us think this through once more!

I don't meant to be a bore
But Free Will wastes if used solely on food 'n mood!
Food fattens off a feed!
Mood maddens off a need!
And Greed is Old Satan's pet steed!

Everything about Freewill is summed up this way:

Food - either for the body, or for the soul.
Give The Giver your Will and
He'll guide your Way
Fill your Soul
And the needs of your Body
Will be met under His loving control!

Free will
Self will
Won't Self set free.
Pray to The Father
Get on the knee
Deny your Self
Put your "wise ways" on the shelf
Do it willingly
And then - by God's Grace - you will be set free.

WILL means:

W hat

I

L ove, I

L oad - Good in bowl - Bad for the soul!

Just Because You Didn't 

Pay A Penny 'n a Pound

For 

Your Free Will

It Doesn't Mean You Should 

Sell IT To Sin 'n Satan for a (s)Cent!

Take the "I" out of WILL and add an "L" and it now means:

W illingly

L etting the

L ord

L ead.

Let us All strive to 

DAILY

let 

Our Almighty God 

LEAD US

to True Liberty by 

GIVING
or

RETURNING 

or

TURNING OVER

our 

FREE WILL

to 

Him!

HAPPY SABBATH + My God Is A Jealous Lover!

My God is a jealous lover -
He doesn’t ever His affections share!
And He has no blessing for a so-follower
Who choses to sit in the adulterer’s chair!

My God is not into brekkin’ up fractions
He is seriously into all  - or none
So if you feel that sharing your affections is appropriate
You are looking down the barrel of The Coming King's gun!

My God plainly says to all who would love Him
How the relationship is going to progress
He states up front everything that He is going to give you
And that He expects nothing less in return but your best!

For My God your best is your whole heart
Not a heart torn with "What if?", and "Maybe possibly!"
His chosen phrases from all who would follow Him are
"My God, I forsake the world!" and
"My God, I follow only Thee!"

Now, to my mind the request of My God is not a burden
For the reward on my investment pays infinite returns
All My God gets in exchange is ruined merchandise
For which He's paid the ultimate price!

It must be love that My God is feeling!
Why else would he put up with any such as me
Who is fickle, black-hearted and decidedly foul-mouthed
Whether I’m looking north, east, west or just plain south?

My God wants me to pray to Him! - I can do that!
My God wants me to praise Him! - I can sing a song!
My God wants me to have and show faith in Him! - Hmmm... I’m working on that!
And He wants me to read The Good Book from which He says Faith comes along!

My God does not require much of me!
He says being yoked to Him is easy and any burden He wants carried is light!
So, considering all the treasures He has long-lense glimpsed me
I’m determined to join in whatever cause He fights!

My God warned me about a fallen angel
A powerful and deceitful creature marked for eternal death
Who covets everything that My God possesses
And chooses to see all My God’s lovers dead!

My God told me the fallen angel’s name was Lucifer n/k/a Satan
His claim to fame is that he is the Father of Lies
He also is the Author of Chaos and Confusion
And the base/bold Denier of Jesus Christ, The Son of God - Love crucified!

Blind the eye and deceive the heart are Satan's modus operandi
Divide and conquer - and separate and sully - his stated goal
His determination is that Jesus Christ should not have a servant, and
To rain death on believers, and even those who are looking to take a-hold
Of faith, of redemption, of the Redeemer, and
To seize salvation, and stake a claim on real estate of bright gold, and
To receive a new name, a harp, and righteous, white, garments
And entry into God’s Eternal Fold!

So, if you want in on My God’s action
Deny Satan and self, and let My God make your sorry soul whole!
You must keep yourself from false gods, and useless idols
And one day, My God - in His Glory -  you will assuredly behold!

HAPPY SABBATH + Prayer: Heavenly Father, Help me

Heavenly Father:

Help me not to listen to

The siren song called Good Friend

Nor to sing from the Sin of Presumption's music score!

Help me to stand up for The Right

So that I may in His Love delight!

Help me to ignore that fiend called Peer Pressure

Who always seems to know the best wrongs

Which will lead to my death

Should I bend, and with him walk along!

Help me to ignore the friendly Clique

Which claims to be my family

Begging me to conform

If I want to be considered a "norm"

Else I'll be treated like roast corn!

Help me to listen to the Gentle Harp

That is calling me to Soul Salvation

As I ignore the rolling bass drum 

That seeks to drag me into vile sin's scrum!

Help me to Set-aside Self

And seek Safety in The Savior!

And help me, Father, on this day

To choose Life and Godly Behavior!

Open my longing eyes to Your Holy Word of Truth and

Prepare my heart to receive it!

And when those who would teach the Word

Apply Lie's Bleach to adulterate the Word

Shield me so that their vain word to me is unheard!

And when the day should come that I

Shall stand before the Prosecutor

Deliver as promised in Your Word -

No fear of my interlocutor!

I love You, Lord, and I bless Your Holy Name.

AMEN.

Happy Sabbath Happy Rest!

Happy Sabbath!

Happy Rest !

God invites each one

To come and be blessed

To set all work aside

To give a relieved sigh

And abide

In King Jesus!

Happy Sabbath!

Happy Rest!

All our work has been done

We worked unto rest

And we have been blessed

For our hope is here placed

In Him who won the Race

On King Jesus!

Happy Sabbath!

Happy Rest!

So gracious

How blessed

Calls us to desist

From care, work and stress

To turn our hearts and our eyes

To God who sanctifies

With truth from on high

To Our Father!

Come now, please draw nigh

Lift your voice to the sky

Praise Him who can't die

And on whom we rely

Praise King Jesus!

HAPPY SABBATH! and Stop Making King Jesus Sad

Stop Making King Jesus Sad

Stop majoring in the minors

Stop majoring in the bad

All you’re doing by your behavior

Is making King Jesus sad!

He died to bring you victory

He died to give you new life

Yet for all of His sacrifice

You’re out there living in vice!

Beloved, the time is a coming

When all receive a share

Of what ever they cultivated

And I pray you won’t fall into despair

When you see what you’ll be receiving

For listening to one who was so deceiving

As that serpent who had long been achieving

An army full of the unbelieving!

To those who have trusted on Jesus

To those who love the Great Lord

Bright mansions await the over-comers

Who won victory through Almighty God!

Repent, repent, unbeliever

Repent you mockers of the Word

Repent now, for the night is soon coming

When all will receive their just reward!

Jesus Christ alone is able

Jesus Christ alone can save

Jesus Christ alone grants the victory

Over hell and death and the grave!

Where, Dear One, will you spend Eternity

I pray not out of the Eternal God’s light

I pray not in the lake burning with fire and brimstone

Prepared for Satan and the minions of the night!

Rejoice, sing praise, hallelujah

You children who know the Way

Home to life everlasting

Sing! Oh, how you’ll sing before the Great Throne!