The Indispensable Gospel

In our ever changing world there is a trend in the blending of necessity and want. For instance there are people who complain about not having money and as soon as they get paid they by soda. Now there isn't much bad about soda (not much good either), but, when soda takes place of necessity it shows what kind of value we put on Dr. Pibbster.

A christian might think that he views the gospel as being indispensable and imperative. If he were to closely examine what he considers to be important by the use and thought of the thing, however, he might find that he has lowered the gospel within the secret vessel of his heart.

The Scriptures hold the gospel in the highest regards. There is, without a doubt, and imperativeness to the gospel. The very frame of the Bible rests; not on teaching or correct doctrine - nor is it on the practice and observance of ritual and ordinance, but it is on the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

There are many reasons for this but perhaps the most meaningful to a lost human is sin. We cannot know the full destruction of sin. This we do know that; there is no more a damning and destructive thing than the evil that courses through our veins. The gospel is imperative because it is much needed.

The Gospel is also indispensable because it is the only way. There is no other way to God and redemption outside of the Gospel of Christ. Because our sin nature naturally draws us to setting up some idol or better way this fact is often overlooked. Even in modern evangelical teaching there is an idea that it is by some work of our own that we are redeemed. Some might say that we have set up an ideal of determination or human decision over the work of God.

You know how to whistle dontcha steve?

So I was talking to one of my friends today. Through the course of conversation she mentioned that she was incapable of whistling. I myself can't ride a bike (or at least very well) so I understand her plight.

I was trying to teach my niece how to blow hot air onto a window to draw a smiley face and she couldn't do it. We tried for a while and still no luck. So I told her we would try later. I suppose I never learned to ride a bike because the few time I tried I ended up failing (or in a bush). The key to progressing is to not give up.

A lesson that has become very important to me as of late. It's so easy to get dejected and discouraged when life beats you down. Much like a clever inventor I know you must keep moving forward.

Bored with Politics

*start rant here*

I don't know about you but I'm tired of popular politics. You know the like. Where the politician is more concerned with their autobiography signing dates than they are about the people they serve. What if someone defied the norm? What if someone stood up and said enough is enough - We want politics that serve the public.

We need more people to direct their attention to farmers and local communities. We have plenty of people working on the national defecate and the economy crunch.

*end rant here*

BTW Tailor swift got owned.

Your boy is moving back to Oklahoma on Wednesday. Look out cause here I come. Yeah I know what you're thinking "How will Granite survive without you?" The answer is frankly 'I don't know' but I'm sure it will.

The Holy Anguish

Why should a man bow during prayer? Should he be brought to his knees in deep solemn reverence? Would he fall to them in a terror of a Holy God? I find, more often or not, that a true and penitent Christian is brought to his knees by the crippling anguish of his own estate.

At times I find myself bowing in reverence because when I was young I was taught to bow. As I grow closer to God I am cast on my knees not out of reverence, nor by fear, rather I am thrown to the threshing floor because of my distress.

It's not like me to post something this close to my heart, I don't know if anyone will read this but I feel as though I need to say it. There is a great deal of desperation in my soul as of late. I must be different. I must be changed. I must leave this flesh behind me. There have been long hours for me in pain and agony over how much work there is to be done.

David, why are you saying all of this? I don't know - but what I do know is that In my despair I am given strength. Maybe I'm supposed to convey that in my agonizing for holiness and change I find energy. Maybe I am simply supposed to challenge people. It is not good for a writer to simply write without objective, but I do because I want to share who I am. I am a worthless sinner who is no more worthy to be called a son of God than a rock - I am however a son of God because Christ has made me to be. I anguish over the sin that crops up in my live (or at sometime has taken residency), but I rise in the righteousness of Christ. I anguish over the hellish and Godforsaken estate of the world, but I rise in the Hope of Christ.

Holy Fire will create Holy Anguish. Pray for revival only if you're willing to suffer for it.