Christianity’s heterogeneous population has one thing in common, their love for Jesus Christ. Christianity lives under the world’s most powerful microscope, yet it has never been difficult for Christian’s to display their love for truth. Its very reality was never protective of the illusion the world has cast around them.
The contract they have with the Father is without end, for it’s sealed with the blood of His beloved Son. The dignity of His bride is magnificent, she having a distinction that sets her apart from all others, a difference the world will not forgive her of.
The ways of the world lay in pictured daydreams, garnished with a kind of wish-fulfillment, self-praise, and unsavory facts. Yet this future bride lives in the realism of the resurrection; she always projecting a look of amazement at the wonders of her God.
The world dredges their harbors bringing up the filth and slime they themselves have produced, then attempt to convince themselves that nothing bad has happened. Ask any world leaders to comment on their failures, and the usual remark will be, “let’s praise ourselves today, and see what happens tomorrow.”
The world claims success belongs only to those under 30 and that their hero’s should act much younger. This is the world we live in; mechanical people living an unconscious regimentation of metropolitan life; for every individual is counted for no more than a digit in an incalculable total sum.
But Christianity in itself is a strange story; it’s composed of many long and weary journeys, crystalized by a myriad of sudden unrelated events which change either into a startling act of faith, and/or a spoiled deceit. Yet our Lord God has drawn together the many threads that have produced and directed the greatest story ever told. Yes, the bride waits for her Groom, holding her breath for His glorious coming; this, as the world wades in it’s cesspool of iniquity.
Phil LaSpino Taken from seekfirstwisdom.com
The contract they have with the Father is without end, for it’s sealed with the blood of His beloved Son. The dignity of His bride is magnificent, she having a distinction that sets her apart from all others, a difference the world will not forgive her of.
The ways of the world lay in pictured daydreams, garnished with a kind of wish-fulfillment, self-praise, and unsavory facts. Yet this future bride lives in the realism of the resurrection; she always projecting a look of amazement at the wonders of her God.
The world dredges their harbors bringing up the filth and slime they themselves have produced, then attempt to convince themselves that nothing bad has happened. Ask any world leaders to comment on their failures, and the usual remark will be, “let’s praise ourselves today, and see what happens tomorrow.”
The world claims success belongs only to those under 30 and that their hero’s should act much younger. This is the world we live in; mechanical people living an unconscious regimentation of metropolitan life; for every individual is counted for no more than a digit in an incalculable total sum.
But Christianity in itself is a strange story; it’s composed of many long and weary journeys, crystalized by a myriad of sudden unrelated events which change either into a startling act of faith, and/or a spoiled deceit. Yet our Lord God has drawn together the many threads that have produced and directed the greatest story ever told. Yes, the bride waits for her Groom, holding her breath for His glorious coming; this, as the world wades in it’s cesspool of iniquity.
Phil LaSpino Taken from seekfirstwisdom.com
