Railing At The Rejected King

One day when David went barefoot
In sad shame and destitute
Fleeing Absalom his rebel son
Who by flattery had his kingdom won

A rejected king – dejected and in tears
Followed by men, women and fears
Will be he ever sit on the throne again?
Or forever be on this plane of pain?

Out came a worthless man
Culled from Benjamin’s clan
His name was Shimei
And he was worse than a spy

He cursed David and said
His loss was a just punishment
For usurping the fallen Saul
He mistook tragedy for judgement

The rejected king still had warriors
One was appalled by the cripple’s slurs
And offered to send the offending head
With a sword swish to spinning dread

David in grief still dispensed mercy
He said ‘perhaps the Lord permitted’
This knave to trot and speak perversely
The sceptre of death faded briefly

The rejected king returned triumphant
For Absalom’s rebellious flair
Ended in a hanging thicket of hair
His horse bolted into vanishing air

David in triumph was not malignant
Shimei pledged and pleaded for mercy
David the happy and victorious warrior
Freely and frankly forgave his obstinacy

The tales of Shimei did not end there
For a dying David told Solomon
To finish the job as a true heir
By trapping Shimei with his demon

To catch a trucebreaker; declare a truce
Shimei agreed thinking it was a ruse
Thinking pleas would sway David’s son
But by this default his life’s day was done

When the royal of Son of David returns
To avenge railing against hallowed Word
All hollow pleas would be null and dud
Old railers cannot live in the Son’s reign
Make peace with the rejected King now
In His minority – pledge your true fealty
Before the day all are compelled to bow

End Of All Things

The world grows old and ready
For it’s fiery cleansing baptism
But love for God grows cold
Like the ashes of a cataclysm

The earth sits on a timer
Ticking merrily while iniquity
Abounds and rises to the detonation
That causes the annihilation

Some are cold because of gold
Such will attract the refiner
To purge out the dross
Cleaning like the fabled Fuller

Others are ashen and cold
For the many sundry cares
For fame, title and passion
Are fanned to slumber for years

At Year-end the credits roll
And new targets are set
An endless cycle of chasing
And getting keeps us inert

Hurry and scurry,
Flurry and flourish
Round and about
Until the volcanic kettle
Finally belches its spout

And all accomplishments of man
Melt into dark oblivion
Feats crushed by fervent heat
Greatness faces worry’s extinction

Spiritual Osmosis

Osmosis, they say is the movement of substances from a region of lower concentration to a region of higher concentration through a semipermeable membrane. Let us forget about the membrane for a minute.

For the nonscientific layman (me), I’d say it is the movement of resources, talents, gifts etc, from regions of scarcity to regions of plenty.

Spiritual gifts, by definition are the resources freely given by the Spirit of God. The Word of God in this regard is a foundational resource. The Revelation of the Word is also one of the most important spiritual blessings, the one that matters more than the others which may be flashier and have greater impact like tongues, prophecies and miracles.

Spiritual osmosis occurs when the true knowledge of the Word would diminishes among the unbelievers but increases among those walking in the Light. Instead of a diffusion (lightening the dark hearts) of the Gospel Light, you have instead, areas of blazing light and regions of gross (intense) darkness.

How can this be? Is this at all possible? It certainly is. It is a strange phenomenon that occurs at the end of an epoch, just before judgement strikes.

Lot sees and flees

At the time when God was determined to punish Sodom for her misdeeds, He went angels to her. These angels went to house of honest Lot. He was a righteous man, but found it difficult to pull away from Sodom’s society and the benefits it brought. Lot, to his credit, saw the angels and understood their message. Being forewarned, he fled with his family to the relative safety of the plains of Zoar.

So the warning angels appeared to the man who was almost ready!

While Sodom is blinded…

On the other hand, the people of Sodom were in dire need of help. The thunderclouds of sulphur and brimstone were forming above their heads. If they were spiritual, perhaps they smelt the whiff of the coming burning. They did not. They had multiple layers of ignorance.

1. They did not realize what they were doing was wrong
2. They did see the oncoming fiery judgement
3.They did not see the messengers who were sent execute the Divine sentence.

Surely a people this ignorant deserved a chance to see and understand their dire straits?

When the angels appeared, the citizens of Sodom were aware. They saw new faces and strangers in the land. They saw them but did not know their mission. Instead of the angels enlightening them, they were smitten with blindness. And the little flicker of physical recognition was snuffed out.

Thus the benighted Sodomites became even more ignorant, while Lot who knew the truth, gained more revelation.

From he that hath not:

Jesus gave us the parable of the talents. It is noteworthy that the Master gave the servants talents according to their abilities. Those that had greater capacity got more, those that could do less, got less.

The least endowed in the parable was the man that got one talent. In a fit pique, he hid his talent in the sand and did nothing with it. He gained nothing too. The others put their talents to use and made profit for the Master.

As expected the Master came back and asked for returns on his investment. The man he gave five talents showed his returns, the man with two talents did the same.

However, the hero of the drama was the man given only one talent. He produced zero return on investment.

What would the Master do now? Would he punish him? The Master’s decision was one for the ages. He took the unutilized talent of the lazy servant and handed it over to the man who already had ten talents (He made five more in trading).

Which brings us to another example of spiritual osmosis. The light that the one-talent man had was taken away from him and given to someone who already had more than enough.

It is clear then, that we need to hold tenaciously to the Word of God we know. Otherwise It could be taken away from us. The little light will turn to darkness while the bright lights of those who wholeheartedly accept the Word will become brighter still.

God forbid that we should be on the wrong side of this osmosis like the people of Sodom or the one-talent servant.

Jeremiah or Hannaniah?

Israel was a chosen race, called by God. There were a people with uncommon grace. But this covenant was dependent on being obedient.

After generations of idolatry and spiritual infidelity, God had enough. He thundered seventy years of Babylonian captivity for his erring children.
God thought it, Jeremiah said it and that should have settled it.
No so fast, for the political prophet Hannaniah countered the prophecy: the merciful God will only allow two years of captivity
A God of love or a Deity of doom, seventy years or two to calm their fears?
They believed Hannaniah yet a generation died pining in exile. They that despise the covenant lose all claims to the Grace they defy. 

Doubt Not The Light

 

If it is folly to take a silver spoon
To scoop out the mighty ocean
If it would be torment and not a boon
To attempt the endless and thankless
Think again when you doubt the Word
That made the great galaxies above
Which was trusted by those who trod
The preceding paths of our faith
If prophecies could not be stale
Nor visions decay and lose fission
But remained active till time of fruition
Then buoyed by joy we believe
And see miracles exploding before us
Accept Light and fight not the right
Any Icarus that challenges the Son Light
Will be melted for his thankless meddling
And be consumed after judgement’s dawning

 

God Being Misunderstood

Our fathers understood not Thy works
Thus the Psalmist said‎ and thus we read
In malice be mere innocent children
But in Divine understanding be men

When Joseph had his dream
That all creatures in the realm
Will bow to his regal authority
His brethren despised the usurper
And thought his intentions improper

When Noah went to build an ark
Men scoffed at the coming rain
For mild mist from the earth’s crust
Watered the earth without any pain
They felt he was a befuddled buffoon

The men of Sodom also misunderstood
The message of the angels about fiery doom
They thought it was a time for mirth and sport
While Judgement’s vessel was already in port

People misunderstand the coming storm
Mocking the warnings of the Weather Station
As theological pundits reassure all of the norm
Like in Noah’s day they deride the prophet
Buffeting times will show the true muppet

 

 

 

Weak Man & Mighty Letters

The Corinthians scoffed at Paul the aged
They said his letters were full of vim
Bristling with intent and elemental force
His presence was not-they remembered him
The little hook-nosed Jew with an infirmity
Eyes forever damaged by meeting Him
The Pillar of Fire-the great shining Light
What gave this man the sheer audacity
To excomunicate a believer without leniency
For he wrote and judged the man in absentia
Sentenced without a pretence of natural justice
Yet that was God’s Messenger for that age
His body was weak but not his will
Nor the anointing of the apostle still
Judge not God’s servants by appearance
Or you would be miffed at their stance
Never mind the packaging-look at the gift