Sunday, January 15, 2012

Bible study - Luke 10:19

Luke 10:19 - Behold I give unto you power to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all of the power of the enemy, and nothing shall by any means harm you.

The "power" that we are given is better translated from the greek as authority. We have been given the authority, because of our relationship with Jesus (for it is really his authority), to put below our feet the minions and attacks of the enemy Satan. To tread is to boldly walk walk without trepidation. It implies that we understand it is our God given authority to crush the things of the enemy beneath our feet, without a second thought.

The word "power" describing that of the enemy is, in greek, dynamus. It is the work, effort, activity, and striving to accomplish a  given work. The authority that we have has governance over the attempts of the enemy to bring us harm. Sickness, poverty, strife, and division seem to be chief among these. Thereby, there is not attack of the enemy that can bring us harm in any, way shape, or form.

What the author is wanting us to understand, is that as God's children we are not supposed to accept the work of the enemy in our lives. We live in a fallen world, that is still largely under his domain, but we are not of this world anymore. We have rights and authority because we are co-heirs with Christ. We have the authority of Heaven behind us when we pray, when we worship, and when we do anything "as unto the Lord."

Don't let the enemy continue his deception that you can't do anything to stop him from trying to "steal, kill, and destroy" in your life. Take up God's banner and walk in his authority. James 4:7 - Submit yourselves, therefore, unto Christ; resist the devil and he will flee from you. If you are not sure what God's best is supposed to be, get into the Word of God (the Bible) and find out. Then, stop accepting less than His best for your life.

If you don't know what any of this means, but you want to know what this life of God is about, it all starts by accepting Jesus as teh Son of God and Savior of the world. I will be happy to share with you, or I would encourage you to seek out a believer that you closely know. They have probably been praying for you anyhow. Or, find your self a good local church that teaches the truths of the Bible and the Love of God and His plan for your salvation.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

Deranged Recursion - 1/12/12

Times change, rearrange faces. Places certainly don't remain unchanged for long.
Plagued by forces, Nature's horses, pulling on the unseen chords.
This simple truth, the unknown soothe, is that it's playing out again.
All things seen under the sun, once were, have already been; Deranged recursion.
Creatures of habit are we, like rabbits, we come time and time again to the trails we've tread;
times ten we've threaded our circle in the sand; Deranged  recursion.

Do we really think we've blazed the trail?!
Our arrogance won't help us read the braille.
The rancor unrested has contested, until the contestor failed.

Time changes, exchanging glances. Lances aimed, ready to strike, but the horses have gone lame.
Can you blame the nameless shamed famous for giving you what you crave? Deranged recursion.
All things being equal, I'll prefer the sequel, but I read the end, you see.
It seems strange nothing has changed; Deranged recursion.
Insanity it seems has gripped humanity; Deranged recursion.

And you think you will change the world!?
In the end your attempts will fail and we'll all set sail to the undying land.
Until then we live, and love, and eat, and sleep.
We reap and sow and on the morrow we'll do it over again; Deranged recursion.

It Rained Today - 7/24/06

Lightning flash, sonic boom;
I see it all from my room.
Water, wind, and fire meld.
Awesome power; cannot be quelled.

Let it rain and quench the ground
parched and dry. I hear the sound
of water, drumming out a beat,
on the blacktop of the street.

Black clouds hanging in the sky;
angrily bellowing they cry.
To pushy wind the flowers yield,
as they dance around the filed.

The came strong; the rain came fast.
Thunder echoed as lightning crashed.
The thirsty ground has drank its fill,
and now the air is calm and still.

Friday, December 30, 2011

A Cold Room

When did the room grow so cold? I don't remember its coming. How far the silence has encroached, choked, trespassed. What once seemed simple has slipped, unraveled, unrevelled; seams asunder.

How often we forget the past, as times lapse; as days done and chores done the sun lays a wearied head to rest. "Does time mock me?” oft' I wonder, I ponder, meandering sulci and gyri; all matter's grey. It ebbs and flows and grows. It knows no limit; it's relentless drive ever waxing, pressing, pursuing, reaching... to what end?

The room, vacant, colder still; shadow casts longly across the floor, to a door. Creeping, reaching toward the inner places; Sanctus spaces; no more faces. Dissipated heat and untended fire; where was the tender? Did no one sense the cold? The ember's darkened, ashen vestige lies upon the hearth, lingering as some ethereal echo of once roaring flame.

The ties that bind undone, unwind; afrayed, they loose their grip; slip away where dreams deign to die. Loneliness swallows the soul and drowns memories when blood concedes to rain and pain floods the void where noble love once dwelled.

I remember glowing warmth upon my cheek; red-orange heat, dancing through my wholeness.

I remember.

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Offering of Thanks

Thanksgiving has long been one of my favorite holidays. While it doesn't have the same weight as the High Holy days, it is very special in my heart. Full of memories of feasts of yore. Bygone times, family gatherings, and food. 

In my growing-up, I have found an all new appreciation for my special day. I've never had a hard time finding things to be thankful for, I am a blessed man. However, I am a family man not. I have a loving wife, wonderful children, extended family and friends that make me value life in a way I never imagined in my youth.

As I sit here listening to the light sounds of Christmas jazz and classics, smelling the turkey aroma wafting form the kitchen, I hear the sounds of my children playing, and fighting, and being children. My heart is filled with warmth and joy. And while I'm looking forward to the feast that is about to ensue, I take pause to appreciate what I have. 

There was a time in my life when I did not understand what I had to be thankful for. My eyes had been darkened for many years, but in my current illumination, I can say that I am TRULY blessed. And I am thankful. Honestly. Wholly. Thankful.

God bless you and yours. Remember this holiday season, whatever your beliefs, what ever your traditions, be thankful for the loved ones around you. 

Friday, November 18, 2011

My Kingdom for Power Supply

Why is it that when you need some long forgotten thing it's just not there?! All I need is a 12v .5 amp power cord. I know one came with my router. In fact I've had it plugged in.... Here..... at this very residence. Where in the vast expanse can it me!?

I know this may not be the most thrilling topic, but as a wanna-be writer I am trying to write about things that are real and present to me. Still trying to find my voice, I suppose. I really want to get this router back up and running. It's great, it's a Motorola WR-850GP, it definitely better than my other. That one is a Netgear. Not that there's anything wrong with that!

The Motorola is stable, consistent, well made. This thing has to be at least 5 years old, and it runs like a champ. The interface is pretty easy to navigate. It's pretty intuitive really. I don't really care that it is discontinued, there is a ton of information for it online. Directly from Motorola I might add.

I've tried finding, scavenging, stealing a power supply from another, but it's a nine-volt. Who runs a router off of a nine-volt transformer?! Netgear that's who. Oh well, I guess I just have to make a trip to the Wally"s Five & Dime tomorrow.