Kingdom Now

Kingdom now.
If I am praying and pray for God's Kingdom to come, and I know it is his will to hear, and respond, and to do that particular thing...then his Kingdom has come in response, and in measure.

There is a simplicity, though. Faisal was the Saudi king when he lived in a tent.
Take a look. The things that characterize the presence of the Kingdom are here in the lives of those who trust him and call for him. At the same time, there are no obstacles to the holy of holies.

There is Kingdom peace here. There is kingdom provision here. There is Kingdom wholeness here. There is Kingdom rest here. There is Kingdom community / fellowship here.

Just not as much as there will be. In that day.

I have to say that Our Father is flawless, unlike our Dads. and I have to say that Our Father is always available, never working late with his supper plate in the oven. and I have to say that Our Father can not imagine being near without finding out what we need. the acceptance of Our Father is perfect. The restoration of your soul may not be instantaneous, but it is acceptance of you is complete and an accomplished thing.

Help me to walk as an adopted and well loved son, Father.

New People

I get to meet lots of new people tomorrow, because they are coming to my workplace. So many opportunities to love, as opposed to every other response.

Father, saturate me with love so I can pour it out. Make me smell like you. Help me to, first, accept and embrace. Help all of our visitors like it here because we love them. Help us to help them do their best for us because they know we love them.

Nothing like a great worship song.

Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul

OM M M M M M M M M M M M M M
M M M My Lord . . .

PLEASE take hold of my hand, that
I might understand you

Won't you please
Oh won't you

Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul

OM M M M M M M M M M M M M M
M M M My Lord . . .

Won't you please
Oh won't you

Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul
Give me love
Give me love
Give me peace on earth
Give me light
Give me life
Keep me, Keep me free from birth
Give me hope
Help me cope, with this heavy load
Trying to, touch and reach you with,
heart and soul

OM M M M M M M M M M M M M M
M M M My Lord . . .

George Harrison

Loud

It takes a deliberate effort to face Heaven, to look into the face of God. It has to be on purpose, intentional. Getting lost in Love is not an accident.

The process of making it possible was not an accident. Father sent Son on purpose. To make a way home for those who would go. But the radiance of Love just on the other side of an intentional turning is the anchor. I do not know why everyone is not skinny from forgetting to eat. There on the point of a turn is the answer to every question. There is the fountain of all that is good. There on a turn, a purposeful turning toward Light, and consequently turning away from dark.

Oh, how sweet is the face of Love, how perfect the YES in His eyes. He has and is what I need. I look, and can not explain what it was that I had turned to instead. Father, forgive me for my habit of pride.

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Where is Mom? Just watched a program with a "strong mom" theme. The are everywhere you look, popular, and without societal rejection. Humans like moms, and strong moms.

The thing that I am pointing to is that human stories reflect the God story, His-Story, all of the time. The themes are about good fathers, and about super heroes, redeeming ordinary people from death. And they are about good strong mothers.

It is also not hard to find a TV program featuring a stupid dad (d'oh) dominated by a smart mom. and stories of moms gone bad. Then there are the super heroes who are not very super. Frankly, I believe all of these pictures of failure end up guiding us to the only pictures of perfection.

But part of this stream of thought goes back to last night. I have to deliberately grow nearer to the Holy Spirit. Somehow I think there is momming there. Though at the same time there is momming going on in Fathers lap.

No real destination here. Just a hunger to draw and stay nearer to God, and find all that I need in all that He is. Thank you for the Way.

Good Night

Wow. Everything next to Father is perfect. Only the perfect covering of Blood has made it possible for me to discover that. The Blood of Jesus has made me perfect. Have to grab that. Do I really believe it? Despite the fact that I know it is true?

How about that? Something can be true, and I still to not believe it or act as though I believe it.

There is a difference between truth and belief. Of course...there is huge room and huge testimony that we can function on belief in untruth. So why not function on unbelief in truth.

Better yet, it is true, and I know it is true...and I still do not live on the belief. That is a bigger stretch. It reminds me of that situation where someone is offered Christ and rejects Him...and then is asked, "Well, what in hell do you want?"

What outside and away from the grace of God do I want? What is there out here in the world that I want badly enough to turn toward it and away from my Father's perfect provision? What do I think is missing from His Offer?

He has made me perfect in His sight. That is enough. I can and will sit with you now, Father, and I will rest with you, not fearing your wrath. Display your lovingkindness for my brother and sister tonight, and draw them to your embrace.