Let's See: Director, Protector, Leader, Feeder, Teacher, Shelter, Counselor PLUS My Glory, My Crown!
Now Tell Us How Many Of These Do You Wittingly, Willingly, Permit Him To Be To You Each And Every Day!?!
Bro. Brinks, Are We Fronting Or Factual!?!
Oh, Come On, Macy! You're Not Supposed To Say The Quiet Part Out Loud!!!
It's Pertinent, Cassy, And You Know It!
Okay, Brethren, Let's Stay On Track! Macy, You Well Know That Fronts Fail And Facts Assail!
In That Case, Bro. Brinks, Every Day, Without Thought, The Lord Is My Feeder And I Accept That Good Food Which He Provides Me As My Due ...!
... Macy, You Can't ...!
... Don't Interrupt Me! I'm Spitting Facts Not Fantasy For Face For A Choir!
I "Permit" The Lord To Be My Teacher And Counselor Sometimes, But Especially When I'm In A Bind With No Obvious Way Out!
On A Good Day, The Lord Will "Get" To Be My Leader, Shelter And Protector And, Being Me, When I Recognize These Mercies, I Accept Them Without So Much As A "Thank You, Lord, I Love You!" Because, Well, Why Not, It's His Job!
Macy, No!!!
Don't Stop, Macy, You're Telling The Facts Aka The Truth For This Hour! We All Do It But You're The Only One Of Us Honest Enough To Say It Publicly!
Oh, Boy, We Can Always Trust Our Macy To Stir Up A Red-Ants Nest!
Girlie, These Ants Stinging Me In Strange Places And The Burning Ain't No Joke!
Same, Sadie, Same!
Brethren, When I'm "Feeling" Generous Aka My Neck Is In A Noose, Knickers In A Twist, Or I Have Experienced A "Dear Lord, Save Me!" Bum-Rush, I Ever So Grudgingly, Eyelids Down, "Allow" The Good Lord To Be My Director ... My Savior!
And For My Piece de Resistance, No Shame In My Game, I Judiciously Acquire Aka Assume The Lord As My Glory And My Crown In The Presence Of Those Whom I Accept As Like-Minded Believers And, Of Course, Upon Entering The Church Building For Whatever Reason ... And For Sure, For Service! Now Tell Me I Lie! I Dare You!
Bro. Brinks, Please Correct ...!
... Bro. Brinks, Surely You're Not ...!
... Bro. Brinks, You Need To ...!
... Don't You All Dare "Bro. Brinks!" Me! Do You Actually Believe That Macy Is Only Speaking To You And Not To Me As Well!
Say It Ain't So, Bro. Brinks!
I'm Saying It Is So, Sadie ... And The Rest Of You! We Can No Longer Do Our Ostrich Routines On This Matter Because There Will Be No Own-Clothes Christians In Heaven!
We Must, Let Me Repeat, We Must Accept, Permit, Allow, The Lord Jesus Christ To Be Our All-Facets All-Day Everything God Of All Grace If We Desire To Have A Seat At His Table In Glory! THAT Is Non-Negotiable!
Our Lord Jesus Is Not To Be Stored In A Nine-Compartment Box With The Compartments To Be Pulled Out As. And. Or. When We "Feel" Like It ...!
... Yeah! Feelings Get People Prejudicially Corpsified!
Very True, Deena!
Dear Ones, What Macy Said, What I Am Saying, Is Not To Make Us Feel Badly About Ourselves!
These Things Are Said To Cause Us To Know, Remember, Never Forget, Always Embrace First, Last, Always, The Truth, The Presence, The Love That Is, Who Is, Our Blessed-Forever Lord Jesus!
Let Us Pray ...
Lord Jesus, Please Forgive Our Foolish Ways! Help Us Never To Forget Gethsemane! Help Us To Wisely Walk Into And Stay Within Your Forever Fold Of Safety!
Help Me, Help Us To Let You Lead Us, Feed Us, Teach Us, Correct Us, Protect Us, Direct Us, Counsel Us ... Shelter Us!
Be Our Glory, Our Crown, Our Lord, Our God, Our King! Fit Us On Earth! Dress Us For Heaven!
Use Us On Earth For Your Glory! And May The Day Never Come Where Anyone Present Here Will Hear The Dread Words: "Refused For Heaven!" Or More Properly "Depart From Me! I Never Knew You!"
Lord, Save Us! Wash Us In Your Blood Which You Spilled That We May Live Right And Forever! Come Into Our Hearts, Lord Jesus!
AMEN!!!
Lord, Help Us To Let You Make Our Minds, Our Hearts, Your Home By The Indwelling Of The Holy Spirit Who Will Lead Us Into All Truth!
Please, Lord, Watch Over Us, And Help Us To Keep Your Unfailing Holy Faith While We Are Absent One From Another!
AMEN!!!
Peace!
