A Table Before Me

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The Thomas in Us

I am afraid to risk

I am afraid to die

Afraid to love and serve

Afraid to trust

To dream.

But you might show me the proofs

Give me a way full of rules

Help me to stand apart from my “twin”

And his worldly bent.

I can’t have it all

Not really

The spiritual and the relational

The daily pointing

Of God’s “finger”.

Hearing His thoughts

Doing His works.

But you tried Rabbi

And they killed you.

Convention, common sense

Could never bow down

Before your carpenter trappings

And claim “My Lord and my God”.

Could I?

Hebrews 2:14 Forasmuch then as the children are partakers of flesh and blood, he also himself likewise took part of the same; that through death he might destroy him that had the power of death, that is, the devil;

15 And deliver them who through fear of death were all their lifetime subject to bondage.

http://momentsmidstream.blogspot.ca/2009/06/thomas-gets-it-right.html

Explore the Mysteries

Oh how we should love the mysteries unlocked in the Gospels and Epistles! The condescending love and self-revealing of the Godhead. But only when we are ready and in the right attitude of heart.

The mystery of the Kingdom of God
The mystery of the reconciliation of Jew and Gentile
The mystery of the indwelling Christ
The mystery of godliness
The mystery of the rapture of the Church

I would like to say a little on the third one above. For so many years I was into religious exercise, seasons and the ‘imitation” of Christ. Fat chance in that! But then I was told by an obedient messenger about the possibility of having the Spirit of Christ come to dwell inside me for the asking. This was perhaps the most exciting prospect arising out of the New Birth. And I for a time balked at the idea of “born again” experience. The educators were against it; the media; the trend-setters; the liberal church.

But I reached the bottom of my barrel, and through sad experience, gave up on the systems of the world and of self-important men.

Imagine! The Christian life was to be a matter of impartation rather than imitation. The shutters were pulled back. The windows were opened. The enormous capability, cleansing and compassion of Jesus allowed inside. Take a moment and read the third chapter of Paul’s letter to the Colossians. There we see the supernatural transition from old man to new; the change of raiment and of disposition.

Go for it. Explore the mystery.

Disconnected, or Not


Early every Saturday morning I used to have the distinct pleasure of a twenty-five minute walk through well-groomed quiet neighbourhoods to my part-time job at a grocery store. Did it for several years. I passed my son’s old high school and a church and a separate school property and playground, several beautiful Rose-of-Sharon bushes, some flowering lilies, a young tradesman filling his pick-up with tools for some Saturday over-time,and the occasional smiling retiree or dog-walker. Birds were always part of the experience, and their singing, particularly the cardinals, finches, robins and mourning doves.A passer-by would usually give me the courteous knowing nod, as if to say, “Haven’t we found the best part of the day?” Two back-yard dogs, Schnauzers, would acknowledge me, the one cranky and barking, his partner apologetic. A couple of times surprisingly, in some green corner, I saw the sleeping homeless or hung-over.You wouldn’t find me “plugged in” with either cell-phone or music to my ears. This short excursion was “private property”. I appreciated the quiet and the chance to think or pray. Frequently a strain of thought would come out of left-field, apparently non sequitur, but having that sort of character which suggests God origin.

Messages, writings and much comfort and correction have come in this fashion. I enjoy His company. In these special short times I considered myself to be most definitely “connected”. Are we as a society losing the quiet, the time and the inclination to meditate? To smell the roses? Pity.

John the Beloved Stands


In John 18 we follow Jesus from Gethsemane to the palace of the High Priest. We flinch as we anticipate Peter’s rooster-heralded denials. But we miss something concerning John:

15And Simon Peter followed Jesus, and so did another disciple: that disciple was known unto the high priest, and went in with Jesus into the palace of the high priest.
16But Peter stood at the door without. Then went out that other disciple, which was known unto the high priest, and spake unto her that kept the door, and brought in Peter.

John went into the hall of stiff and starched religion and stood as a witness to the abuse which was being heaped upon Jesus’ name and mission. Do we go into such places and stand with Jesus against hypocrisy, man-made tradition, compromise with worldly priorities and play-things, coldness of heart, misrepresentation of the Word of God, prayerlessness?

Well done brave beloved one. You are soon going to receive your Lord’s sweet bequest of His Mother; and she your ministrations and shared love and reminiscences of the glorious carpenter.

“Stop You Dead” Encounter

He has read your mail

He has called your bluff

He has seen your cards

And they’re not enough

He has heard your thoughts

Watched your darkest deed

But He loves you still

And would have you freed.

You have tried them all

Silly hopes of men

Now you’re sitting still

Facing Him again

And so tired of games

And the constant fret

Of life’s vain treadmill

Just to gain and get

Is He speaking now

To your inner man

To break with it all

If you will, you can.

And a moment’s fear

Says you’re good as dead

Just a loathesome fool

With a swollen head

But He speaks for sure

And it’s to your heart

“I have plans for you

Now’s the time to start.”

Just like that dear Lord

Will you drop the list

Of the hearts I hurt

And the grace I missed?

“I am sovereign, Son

And my mercy stands.

And your slate wiped clean

By my nail-pierced hands.”