VESPERS AT THE END OF THE SABBATH: Thine Will Be Done In Me, Dear Lord!

If Nowhere Is Become Now Here 

And 

Something Is Become Some Thing

Should Not You And I Seek After Our Holy God 

Who Sees And Knows All Things

And 

Is In And Above All Things!?! 

Beloved, 

We Know That We All Have Our Priorities Skewed 

And That 

The Height Of Our Values Is Really Bare Basement! 

Should Not We Seek After Our God Alive 

Who, Believed, Trusted, Honored, Worshipped

And 

Obeyed

Is 

Able To Provide For And Protect Us

Direct And Correct Us

And 

Refocus Our Thoughts When The Good Parts 

We, Short-Sighted, Decidedly Neglect!?! 

Jesus Christ The Lord

 He Who Made Blind Eyes See

The Lame To Leap

The Deaf To Hear

The Dumb To Speak

And 

By The Risen Dead The Praises Of 

The Life-Giver To Declare

Is 

Worthy To Hear From Us 

Who Hold Him In Godly Fear: 

"I Am Thine, Oh Lord! 

Thy Will Be Done In Me!" 

We Have Heaven To Gain 

So, Dear Ones, Let Us Willingly, Wisely

Boldly, Allow Almighty God's Love 

To Amaze Us Today, Today, And Forever! 

Peace! 

GROWTH FACTOR: The Seed!

A Living Seed Is Dead!
It Has No Way To Breed Life
But
When That Seed, Planted, Dies
It Becomes Alive
And
It Shall Bear Much Fruit
Out Of Its "Head!"

When That Seed Dies
It Cannot Live Again As That Seed
Because
It Goes Through The Transformation
With The Creator God Holding The Lead!

Do Not Think This Thing Strange!
Nothing Has Life In Or If Itself!
If The Lord Decides That Nothing Shall Grow
There Is No Created Being
Who Can Open That Closed Door!

We Would Do Well
As The Servants Of The Lord
To Ever Look To Him
For Direction, Correction And Protection
Because
It Does Us No Good
Like The Babel-Tower Babylonians
To Side-Step The Will Of God
To Protect Our Own Selves
From The Possibility Of Another Flood!

When We Walk According To The Will Of The Holy God
We Cannot Ever Be Manipulated
By The Wiles Of Our Adversary, King Fraud
Who Sought His Own Way
Refusing To Grow Where He Was Planted
And
Ended Up Being Uprooted
And
From Highest Heaven Being Transplanted!

A Seed Planted
Fulfilling The Will, Will Grow
And
Any Not Submissive To The Will Won't Grow
And
Their Lot Is To Be Consumed
The End Of Which They Won't Know!

Bow, Don't Burn!
Live, And Grow!
Produce Fruit Fit For The Garners Of The King
And
In The Day Of Harvest Celebration
Over You
The King, Welcoming
Shall Royally Sing!
To The Majesty Of Heaven, Brethren
For Dear Life, Cling!

Do You Desire To Ascend To The Heights Of Glory?

Easy!

Die To Self ... Daily!