What’s It All About?

© Jeanne E Webster. All rights reserved and observed.

 

Do not go around saying that the world owes you a living; it owes you nothing; it was here first. –Mark Twain

During a practice session a world-famous skier falls, injuring her skull and landing her in a hospital. She struggled to come out of a coma in I.C.U.

A 7-month old baby boy lies in perilous condition with a fever, earaches, and swollen eardrums. He suffers from the ravages of a common yet deadly bacterium.

A faithful follower of Christ suffers from mouth and tongue cancer for months and months, finally succumbing in an agonizing ordeal.

What is life all about? Is God fair?

Life is a struggle for most people, always has been, always will be. We are born, live, then perish and return to the dust from whence we came.

A little refresher course on life: God created mankind to worship and fellowship with Him, obey Him and love Him. Our disobedience in the Garden of Eden put the whammy on the obedience aspect. The bond was shattered. We were booted out of the Garden and sentenced with many curses.

The entire earth and everything living in it was afflicted. God knew all this would happen yet continued with His program formulated in the beginning, before any thing was created. He still loved us, desired fellowship with us, and wanted us to worship and love Him in return. He provided a way to restore mankind’s fellowship with Him and open up heaven’s realm as our spiritual resting place.

Therefore…”God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God sent not His Son into the world to condemn the world but that the world through Him might be saved.” John 3:16

So we continue with the curses but have a conditional reprieve. Physically we shall live with pain, suffering, and evil things but have the option of spending our eternity in heaven or in hell. God gave us a way out– he came down from heaven in the form of a man and became like us. He was the perfect sacrifice for our sins, because no sin was found in Him. He was Messiah, Jesus Christ. He dwelt among us and preached the kingdom of God.

Mankind did not want to hear this and decided to kill Christ. He was sentenced to death as a blasphemer. He sacrificed his life on a wooden cross to pay the penalty for all mankind’s sins. He died and was buried according to the custom of the day. However, three days later He rose from the tomb and overcame the power of death. Thus, He opened the door to heaven to all those who believe that He died for their sins.

So, what is life all about? Life is about being born by the grace of God, living life by the grace of God, dying by the grace of God and spending eternity with Him in heaven . . .by His grace.

Is God fair? He is our Creator. He has made us from the dust of the earth. He has made us to fellowship with Him, love Him and dwell with Him. In order to dwell with Him someday throughout eternity, we must become like Him. Thus, life is a growing process for equipping us for heaven. Growing spiritually while down here on earth is not easy, but grow we must to be fit for heaven.

What happens to us if we are not fit for heaven? We are fit for hell, a decision we make ourselves. It’s called free will. We are free to make our own destiny. God offers us a pardon, a fair exchange for our sins. Jesus Christ is the redeeming factor, our ticket to heaven.

That is a fair exchange in my mind. But what about all the suffering we must go through? Everyone goes through suffering. Not a soul squeaks through life free of suffering. The sad part is– the souls who negate God’s pardon have all eternity to agonize with more suffering, for ever and ever and ever. I’ll take the chastening and guiding rod if that’s what it takes, because I know at the end of that road are the out-stretched arms of Jesus.

For ever and ever and ever. In Heaven.

Yes, God is fair. Ask Paul, John, Peter, James, Stephen, Luke, Matthew, Timothy, Mary, Martha, Andrew, Philip, Bartholomew, Thomas, Thaddeus, Simon, John the baptizer, Mark, Anna, Matthias, Lois, Prochorus, Nicanor, Timon, Parmenas, Nicolas, Dorcas, Cornelius, Philemon, Barnabas, Lazarus, and trillions more.

“Therefore most gladly, I will rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”

2 Cor. 12:9

The Chrysalis

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He slumped into the snow and died
Alone, but for the snarling winds
Veiling his final words of life:
“Oh, Lord! My God!” he cried.

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Swaddled within the soft embrace
Of feathered, wispy crystals,
His body lay shrouded in a chrysalis:
He came to the end of his race.

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The boisterous winds became still,
The menacing clouds recoiled;
Stars shone with ethereal light:
It was his Father’s sovereign will.

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Aloft now, his soul began to roam,
Seeking to touch that holy hand
Of his waiting Lord and King:
“My son you’re welcome home!”

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Tis the story of how my dad
Met his lot on an icy road,
He lost control of his car:
Oh Lord, that wreck was bad!

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Dad was in the winter of life,
A slower glory-filled pace;
Ever a faithful man of God:
His grace bewails the fife.

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I miss my dad, mentor and friend,
Yet I know he’s home with God
Walking ’round with his loving smile
In that heavenly land of no end!
Shalom

(Fictional story of my Dad’s passing)

LIVING

 

To touch the cup with eager lips and taste,

not drain it;

To woo and tempt and court a bliss—

and not attain it;

To fondle and caress a joy,

yet hold it lightly,

Lest it become necessity

and cling too tightly;

To watch the sun set in the west

without regretting;

To hail its advent in the east

—the night forgetting;

To smother care in happiness

and grief in laughter;

To hold the present close

—not questioning hereafter;

To have enough to share

—to know the joy of giving;

To thrill with all the sweets of life

—is living.

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A WOMAN’S QUESTION

 

Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing

Ever made by the Hand above?

A woman’s heart, and a woman’s life—

And a woman’s wonderful love.

 

Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing

As a child might ask for a toy?

Demanding what others have died to win,

With the reckless dash of a boy.

 

You have written my lesson of duty out;

Manlike, you have questioned me.

Now stand at the bar of my woman’s soul

Until I shall question thee.

 

You require your mutton shall always be hot,

Your socks and your shirt be whole;

I require your heart to be true as God’s stars

And as pure as His heaven your soul.

 

You require a cook for your mutton and beef,

I require a far greater thing;

A seamstress you’re wanting for socks and shirts—

I look for a man and a king.

 

A king for the beautiful realm called Home,

And a man that his Maker, God,

Shall look upon as He did on the first

And say: “It is very good.”

 

I am fair and young, but the rose may fade

From my soft young cheek one day;

Will you love me then ‘mid the falling leaves,

As you did ‘mong the blossoms of May?

 

Is your heart an ocean so strong and deep,

I may launch my all on its tide?

A loving woman finds heaven or hell

On the day she is made a bride.

 

I require all things that are grand and true,

All things that a man should be;

If you give this all, I would stake my life

To be all you demand of me.

 

If you cannot be this, a laundress and cook

You can hire and little to pay;

But a woman’s heart and a woman’s life

Are not to be won that way!

~Lena Lathrop

 

 

 

A Spark to a Flame

 

From a Spark to a Flame

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Thank you for the memories,

The joys and wonders of life,

The blessing of divine glories…

What peace abundantly rife!

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You birthed me as a baby girl,

Swaddled up in my mother’s arms;

Tenderly kissed my golden curls

As I snuggled in her charms.

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Thanks for all my family and friends,

Thanks for pretty flowers and weeds.

Sunshine and rain brought amends

As You sought to establish Your seeds.

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Oh God, my sins no longer sting

They’re hung on the cross of Jesus.

He entered into my life to bring

A life so much more prestigious.

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Your truth appeased my doubting heart

I was healed by Your living waters.

Eternal life You did truly impart

To my lost spirit and others.

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I peered inside my very soul;

Faithfully, You are present there.

See that loving spirit glow…

A sweet heavenly flare!  Amen

 

Do You Have the Time?

clock

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Time in a Bottle

~Jim Croce

If I could save time in a bottle

The first thing that I’d like to do

Is to save every day ’til eternity passes away

Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever

If words could make wishes come true

I’d save every day like a treasure and then

Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time

To do the things you want to do once you find them

I’ve looked around enough to know

That you’re the one I want to go through time with…

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 What is TIME? It’s a noun; it’s a verb. It’s an object; it’s usable. You can’t do without it; it’s there whether you want it or not. You can spend it; you can waste it. You can ignore it. But it is there all the time.

What is TIME? It is abstract, immaterial; a concept. A clock can keep it; it can run out; it stood still once. It has an end; it can tell; it only knows.

But you can’t hold it in your hands…

You can’t really buy more…

You can belong to it…

You can’t give it away…

It ends when the clock runs out… Tick tock, tick tock, they all fall down.

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TIME was made for humankind by God. How else could humanity measure life and works? God created heaven and earth and all that was in them.

After the fall in the Garden of Eden, God imparted a concept upon humanity; it was called time. A time for hope, a time for love…

In other words, He clocked us. Perhaps to enable us to see reality?

Appreciate life more?

Make better choices with the time we have?

He gave us a concept…we didn’t grasp the Garden of Eden.

We abused it and walked naked, without thought or care.

We chose to go our own way, envision our own thoughts,

Believe our own creed, live as our own gods.

So he put a governor upon us, to ever remind us of our beginning.

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TIME is a concept to show us the way back to God. God is eternal. We are eternal also but sin split us in two. That’s when TIME began, for us to work our way back home.

Physical death is our end of TIME; we rejoin eternity with God.

One in the Father, by the Father, and with the Father.

At His designated moment, time will be no more. All creation awaits that moment. It moans and groans as we do. We’ve wandered far too long as self-willed creatures. It’s TIME to go home!

[Wandering thoughts about TIME. These are thoughts only!]

 

All Fall Down

Fall Leaves on Branch New England, USA

(Fall Leaves on Branch New England, USA)

 

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Hot arid airs

Fill autumn days

Stifllin’ up senses

Stuffin’ up noses.

 

Cicadas buzz electric

Gnats whirl swirls

Skunk skits skulk

Midnight closes.

 

Spiders spin maze

Doilies atop grasses

Hornets stick nests

Split eaves affix.

 

Pine cones sprout

Squirrels scout out

Butterflies flit fit

Dip, flip their kix.

 

Coon-littered roads

Bug-smeared cars

Bloated dead bodies

Life long gone.

 

Trees scale leaves

Prelude music cue

Winter trumps flat

Life’s like that!