11/15/09

I have never been disenchanted with my God.
Impatient,argumentative maybe; but never disappointed
with the outcome of His love for me.
I do realize that this love is not proportionate yet.
Only He could love me more than even my own mother did,so much
more than I could ever love His boundless heart.It’s Saturday morning,
and I’m sitting at my computer console just burning off some excess energy.Yeah! listening to some smooth jazz!

There are times when I don’t have anything to say to myself,so I plank myself down and start typing rambling words ,usually about God or whatever!Sometimes when I have nothing to say, I begin to type and the keyboard picks up on me and the Spirit takes over.Being motivated is something which doesn’t take much for me to get invested in these days.I have perceived that Gods Spirit is much more timely, and deliberate; when He moves upon me .

He has slowed down in His impressions that spur me into picking up on His word!
Perhaps it is me slowing down within my spirit in engaging our communication
together at times.Not purposeful,more just a laziness with this life now.

My children are undergoing some stresses with their lives,but nothing they cannot handle, so things spiritually have to revolve around me for
now anyways.OMG, does this coffee I just poured me create a sense of wake-up?
An old man senses the vitality of the fall of the year outside my window?
Then again,what old man looking out his window would fixate  upon the weather
outdoors ?(  get a life old man).Don’t laugh kiddo’ s it was many years ago when I learned to listen to the grass grow,
and never looked back at the wonders that God has at His
command ;that is really something too:since I love nostalgia greatly.

I remember before computers,yeah! there was such a time.When a person would wait expectantly for a letter from a loved one,and when it  came; was overwrought with ecstasy. I often wonder just why I don’t get that same degree of inner movement with e-mails? I guess one would call that progress?
You know, or at least can hear; those delicious sounds of smooth jazz: as I write this bunch of words.I always write with my music smoothing the way before my words put to paper.Ever since “daylight savings time” kicked in,I have been  getting   8 to 10 hours sleep a night,now that is extraordinary,since 4 or 5 hours was the  maximum.
God love the little nerd, who invented it for all us little folk.

Whoa! just had a glimmer of a spiritual bling? What a thingy it was too,
did you evah! tell yourself that due to your relationship with God mainly, that “you love yourself” and you were completely worthy of that love ?
What a purge of self that must have been,I did just recently;and what a rush! I ran over to the mirror,looked in and smiled as though justifying it all again.
Of course, I’m worth it;God knows so and now so do I? I have gone a lifetime,
Well, at least 35years of it cherishing Gods love during all the warm fuzzies;God showered down upon me while He poured this anointing. Nothing is better than seeing Him work His divinity on one of His children,even me!
Hey dude,going a hundred years of self-dislike will be noticed pretty quickly;
should that reverse itself fast enough to bite you on the backside:and since He is no respecter of persons,I count it all joy to have that sink in on a regular basis.(the mirror is frosting on the cake?) Sometimes,doing random is pretty wild,but provides an inner charge of those spiritual batteries,check it out!
Random,does leave an author hanging at times.I can say that from experience.

Lately,I’ve been putting out some funny-looking  stuff,(as far as words are concerned).Small stuff, which seem non-sensical,and meaningless to say the least! Making sense isn’t a problem,I just wonder where some of my heavy spiritual stuff went to? Like  south to parts unknown never to be thought of ever again.Oh! well I guess they will one day pop up somewheres soon. I will be just as surprised to find them lining up on some forbidden page; materializing from out of nowheres.Words have a way of doing that at times.

I guess that all I could say about this loss of writing material is that God has chosen this time for a spiritual hiatus.You have an answer to this excerpt for another of my blogs,it did have purpose and intent? You see it means so very little in practical,sense,rhyme, or reason,but you are stuck with it. (Watch it,Big Bird Walking!)
Oh! Well,   have a Happy Thanksgiving,all.

In His love,(Think God!)

lampwickke
xxx

9-16-01
11/13/09

In the Greek, His name is Paraklete,
Comforter, Spirit,One of God.
Hold Him explicit in your prayers,
He is an important part of our Triune God.He is an individual,knowing Gods heart and ours.

More than just a Spirit,
He is the Holy Spirit of our God.
Knowing him,and how he works,
teaches the whys of God.
His job, facilitator,of Gods wishes.

When this universe was chaos,
The Father spoke,and chaos became order.
The stars and the moon were hung.
God saw His need,and His Holy Paraklete created
those who would love,and worship Him.

Recognize our Holy Spirit,
for these last many days,and those to come,
He is drawn to Gods children,
To comfort the hearts of the many.
In this time of pain and suffering.

Gods glory will shine on this land, rising
from the hearts of His children out of Love for Him.
Not pride,Not patriotism,
Just Prayer to God, for Mercy and Healing.
By those He loves,and created
for just this purpose.

“And hope maketh not ashamed;
because the love of God is shed abroad in our
hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us”.
Romans 5:5

Maranatha,

lampwickke
xxx

"The Inner Man"!

9/14/09
3/28/04

As many times before, I glanced in,
and saw you standing there.
You looked different this time,never
have I seen you more clear; than these
last several months.

We have had our moments ,
always at enmity; with each other.
Who could believe: we’ve been
together all our lives.
in many ways.

We separated from each other a while back,
there is little conflict now.
Somehow you have overcome me,
our relationship is coming to an end.

You’re always walking in that Word of yours and
Your presence only overwhelms me,
and  I turn away in shame.
Yet! I sense my time with you is ending.
I can see myself dying, and know
I will be no more.

For you are changing into a spirit being,
and I am still flesh.
I”feel”in the flesh, am looking into that
“mirror”; of Gods spirit of love!

“Do you know why you become warm
when the south wind is blowing and
everything is still?
Can you spread out the gigantic mirror
of the skies as he does? “

Job 37:17,18 TLB.

“For now we see through a glass, darkly; but
then face to face: now I know in part; but then
shall I know even as also I am known.”

1Corinthians 13:12 KJV.

“But we Christians have no veil over our faces;
we can be mirrors that brightly reflect the glory of the
Lord. And
as the Spirit of the Lord works within us, we become
more and more like him.”

2Corinthians 3:18 TLB.

Christ is life,  &  In His love;

lampwickke

xxx

10/12/09

lampwickke
xxx

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9/23/09
11/5/01

She was about three years old.
That morning she was running the water for her bath.
A tiny thing she was so proper,so grown -up.
As the water filled the tub,
I was preparing the woodstove for light up.

Then her voice shattered the quiet sputter
of running water.
She screamed and kept on screaming,
until I got to the bathroom door.
Thank God she didn’t lock it.

Then I heard in a trembling voice,
“God did not give me a spirit of fear”
again,”God did not given me a spirit of fear”.
As I stepped into the bathroom,she had
her towel wrapped all around her.
Her lip was quivering she was cold,
scared,and the tears had started.

I asked her “what’s wrong baby”?
It was all she could do to point
to the faucet end of the tub.
“Get it out daddy,get it out”.
The water almost half filled in the tub
was circulating from under the water faucet
of the now shut-off water.

Floating near the drain overflow
was the biggest,fiercest looking
carpenter Ant she and I had ever seen.
She reacted to her fear the best way she knew
how,with the Word of God.
Aside from the terror of the moment,
she blessed me greatly.

Which I think blessing anyone at that moment
was the farthest thing from her mind.
To top it all off,the ant was dead.
“But Jesus said,suffer little children,and forbid
them not,to come unto me: for of such is
the kingdom of heaven.
Matthew 19: 14

In His love,

lampwicke
xxx

9/21/09
2/4/02

He delights in the opening of my day.
I share in His honest love for His children.
Yes!, He walks with me,smiles down on me,
uplifts and encourages my lovely heart.

His Spirit strengthens,guides,and comforts.
Without Him I would be empty of His love.
He prepares my day for all things pure and true,
those Divine Appointments so carefully planned.

For Him I am not busy with my hands as most,
but I seek growth in matters of the heart,His heart.
I delight in His ways, and to know Him is to love Him.
Empty I was for half of my lifetime,
He bothered to complete my soul.

I hear Him,for He leads me in all things just,
He blesses me with the words of His spirit.
Touches the hearts of many,for His love,
is mine,and yours.
I do nothing without His anointing,
for I require His virtue to do all things.

I cannot imagine a world without praise for Him,
or rather,I wouldn’t want to.
We are getting ready together us two,
for the forever time,called Eternity.

Where, just knowing His ways
will never be enough in the fullness of Him.

“Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true,
whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things
are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever
things are lovely, whatsoever thing are of good
report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any
praise, think on these things.”
Phillipians 4:8

In His love,

lampwickke  xxx

9/16/09

As pleasurable as we might think sin to be,
there is a price to be paid;for ones wages is
eventually death!
Many of those unbelieving believers  miss the mark,
with their brand of  Salvation.For it is a truth,that
very few will walk through heavens gate
still a sinner.

This final test will be a telling thing from our God!
A proof perfect of our vows from our heart.One of His
Ways may be the presence of the Shekinah Light,a beacon of
Christs Agape for us all?

Without this light, Salvation hits the floor with
a resounding “Thud”.So many Christians live with this
counterfeit state of being,that their cries of “I want fun”;
“life is to short to waste”: or “stop & smell the roses”,
shout out their need for their God!
Yet,many in word only say;” I am just a Christian”.
I would be hard put to believe it,my brothers & sisters?

As time grows shorter before His return,I am beginning to
see a “Get Real” attitude permeate the ranks of Christianity.
For it has been a long time in coming, it’s truth
without a doubt! “He is coming,so very soon now,
am I ready in Spirit to Go?”

In His love,
lampwickke
xxx

 

9/9/09

                 He is a quiet man,especially within a group.His

demeanor belies his inner nature.Born of an unloving family,

he made note to one day change that perspective.Abused,by a 

father,who long ago was forgiven,for his life was severe and 

abused himself. Two siblings,whom he has forgotten over the

years,for no communication exists to this day.Not his choice,

but someone had to experience blame for their abuse;he was 

chosen!

             Now the man,someones grandfather,he reminisces  at times;

personal,dedicated to His God without question.Nostalgia,one

of his favorite haunts as he flows with Gods Spirit.Two children of his own,and true to form,he delights in their love freely given.

Over time, he has learned to love others in Agape,in action and 

warmth.Having lived a life of pain and sorrows,he gives from

a divine heart to others less able to understand their God.

He acts in His faith with the Holy Spirits accord,reaching out to

the spiritually wounded,or the Spirit leads them to him.He cherishes one major gift of his God, that of his Salvation  received

 of his first love,Jesus Christ.His time is short he knows in more aspects than anyone can imagine.He expects to be taken in the translation of Gods church. Never has he looked forward to living  

a fruitless death.He has been a “Retriever” of Souls.Where many have fallen away from their Gods love,he reaches out with Gods Spirit to bring them back into the fold.Convincing many of His great love ,and that He never left them, they did the leaving.

He is no disciple,and readily admits this.During his lifetime he has had only three incidents of attempted witnessing.He knew  shortly thereafter that there was no anointing on his words and no Salvation of others.Discouraged, no just now aware of his different tools to reach out and touch others hearts and return them to their Gods graces!

Understanding to some degree Spiritual  Wounding of others,

he works in concert with his Holy Spirit in healing their wounds with Gods Agape love,and helping them to understand just how

special that is to one of Gods elect.He knows he will reach heaven,

rewards do not matter to him; but to present his battle scars illuminated with Jesus’s Shekinah from his inner man: is his

gift to his loving Lord and  Savior.For he knows you are known by your love.

             In His love,

                                                     lampwickke

                                                                         xxx

9/5/09

7/30/01

            There is a distant land,                                                                                                              

            on the other side of this life.

            He has chosen only those beloved,

            who are known by their love.

            We will carry ourselves without burdens.

            With a thought,we’ll think ourselves anywhere.

            In the realm of the Spirit,

            where Hope will be no more.

            The closeness of God, we’ll  never wonder again.

            For all pain,and sorrow will disappear,

            as we sit at His feet.

            He’ll tell us of His Spirits Love.

            He will be as new,as we will be.

            and we will have our true Father finally.

Higher than the angels then,Sons

of our heavenly Father; many Firstborn.

Gods children home at last,

What exquisite joy!

          See that smile on both our faces?

     Shalom,   

  lampwickke

  (daddy)   xxx

9-4-09 

 11-4-03

         I pictured a hourglass just sitting,

         the sand my lifetime running out.

         I wondered if,at the falling of that last grain

         my ears would hear the angels shout.

         Each season of me I spend upon this earth,

         seems to take a little more of me away.

         I have felt His loving gratitude,

         for those returned to His fold.

         How He used me time and again,

         to show them His love.

         For them to know anothers love was enough,

         to return home to Him.

         God grateful to me?

         Could I dare such a saying?

         Why would He do such a thing?

         He could have done it all, with a snap of His fingers.

         Yet He chose to let me see,how it’s done

         by doing it for Him.

         Just to show me His gratitude,

         for allowing His Son within me.

         Nothing exceptional,just doing my duty in the 

         fulfillment for Him who is called master.

         “But which of you, having a servant plowing

         or feeding cattle,will say unto him by and by,

         when he is come from the fields,Go and sit down to          meat?

         And will not rather say unto him,Make ready                    wherewith

         I may sup,and gird thyself,and serve

         me,till I have eaten and drunken; and afterward

         thou shalt eat and drink?

         Doth he thank that servant because he did 

         the things that were commanded him?I trow not.

         So likewise ye, when ye shall have done all

         those things which are commanded you,say,We are

         unprofitable servants: we have done that which 

         was our duty to do.”

                                      Luke17:7,8,9,10

             My thanks,My love,My Lord.            

                                      lampwickke  xxx