It’s interesting how men become what they criticize when it suits their purpose; how they can rationalize that it’s okay for them to do it but not someone else.
Author: truthinlovehfred
The God of the Living
What would it be like to not believe in an afterlife? To Believe that when you die that is it? Not to believe that there is a resurrection of the soul to something greater (or worse)?
What Will You Put On?
When someone you have looked up to, loved, and respected has been revealed in living in the depths of sin, what will you put on?
Poem: My Idle Words
I try hard not to be that, One slip of the tongue, I become it. Thoughtlessly I spoke, About a situation, I don’t really know. It opens up doors, Speculations of the heart, Unwarranted, unnecessary. I’m a contributor, In producing animosity, That destroys peace. I repent where I’ve ruined, My example before men, By my … Continue reading Poem: My Idle Words
A Church or a Country Club
A Christian enters a place of worship. What does he see? Not teaching, not singing, but a country club full of those who have found opportunity to satisfy their desires for recreation.
Sunday Reflection: Lucky
LUCKY!!! That’s all I can think of when I think about these women.
Poem: Arrogance Lurks
You think you got it all together, With all your “perfect” works; Tithing and fasting you brag, In your heart arrogance lurks. Don’t point the finger as if, You have no guilt of your own; Putting down that tax collector, You’re true colors you have shone. Look to him who barely lifts, His eyes as … Continue reading Poem: Arrogance Lurks
Sunday Reflection: That Deceiver
That deceiver. Is that what He is? In spite of every miracle performed, every prophesy fulfilled, the earth quake that split rocks, the veil of the temple being torn — Jesus is still a deceiver to them.
Glory to God
There’s a side of me that I don’t like and am working hard at overcoming. It’s that side that loves the praise of men as if I am something great.
Sunday Reflection: A Noble Death
He did it. He made it till the end. He fulfilled the purpose for which He was born — to yield up His spirit in a shameful way.