Showing posts with label forgiveness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label forgiveness. Show all posts

Friday, November 11, 2016

the Four Loves: The Lion of Judah

Power.  Acclaim.  Influence.  Fame.  Privilege.  Freedom.

Pride.

Aye, there’s the rub.  For in my mind, Pride is the unforgivable sin.  

‘Now hold on there Baba Luey!’ you say, ‘I’m pretty sure the only unforgivable sin is blasphemy against the Holy Spirit!’  And i’d say you are right and this is a rabbit trail except that it illustrates our point beautifully.  

The incident you are referring to is in Matthew 12 and Jesus has just driven out a demon, “And all the crowds were amazed and began saying, “Perhaps this one is the Son of David!” But the Pharisees, when they heard it, said, “This man does not expel demons except by Beelzebul the ruler of demons!””  The Holy Spirit has just testified with a display of power and a sign and a wonder that Jesus is the Son of David and that the Son of David is more than we imagined he was.  For the work of the Spirit is the glorifying of God the Father through the testimony and glorifying of Jesus the Son, “Worship God! For the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy.” (Rev 19)  The Pharisees see their power and influence challenged and they spread a counter gospel.  They preach what they hear their father preaching.  In their pride and their lust for power, they blaspheme against the Holy Spirit’s testimony.  

Satan thought himself a lion and so challenged God for control of the pride of heaven.  Archangel Mike tossed him on his tookus and he fell to earth and took control of the pride of earth, killing the cubs of his predecessor.  “Woe to the earth and to the sea,
    because the devil has come down to you,
having great anger,
    because he knows that he has little time!” (Rev 12)
Satan’s pride and lust for power are absolute in him.  There can be no forgiveness because, and this is key, because you rightly testify that Jesus’ blood and finished work and unfailing love can forgive ANY sin…

EXCEPT… the sin that never asks for forgiveness even in the face of God Himself.  

And there it is.  Pride won’t come to Jesus.  Pride won’t admit any god but itself.  

But God!  “So those who heard this said, “And who can be saved?” But he said, “What is impossible with men is possible with God.” (Luke 18)  Jesus can set the slaves and the prisoners free!  Yahweh humbles the proud!  Ask Nebuchadnezzar.  Ask Paul.  Jesus is Lord of…Lords!  Jesus is King of …Kings!  He is the Lion over all other lions and He is imminent!  

“The sun and the moon grow dark,
    and the stars have withheld their splendor.
And Yahweh roars from Zion;
    from Jerusalem he utters his voice,
and the heavens and the earth shake.”  (Joel 3)

The Day is coming and when it does…

“They will go after Yahweh;
        he roars like a lion.
When he roars,
    his children will come trembling
        from the sea.
They will tremble like birds from Egypt,
    and like doves from the land of Assyria;
and I will let them return to their homes—
    a declaration of Yahweh.” (Hosea 11)

“And one of the elders said to me, “Do not weep! Behold, the lion of the tribe of Judah, the root of David, has conquered, so that he can open the scroll and its seven seals.

And I saw in the midst of the throne and of the four living creatures and in the midst of the elders a Lamb standing as though slaughtered…” (Rev 5)

Sunday, August 05, 2012

Bathtime for Comet


(For any christian who, like me, is sometimes just sick to death of their own shyte.)


Here we go again,
Face down in a bowl of vomit
Oil on canvas heroin
Familiar ground for Joshua’s comet

Bath time again,
Cause I dragged us through the mud
Fur’s all matted with sin
I’ll get the washtub, you pour the blood

Sorry about this, Master
I wish there was more I could do
Than just sit in the holy water
While you scrub me good as new

Wish I really felt clean
Since you treat me like best in show
It’s hard to be a champ’een
When in the back of my mind I know

Your puppy with the golden tags
Will sneak back through that hole in the fence
And with my tail between my legs
Happily commit some same old, new offense

Time heals all wounds
What about wounds of guilt and shame
Is it just an ego bruised?
That makes me cringe when you call my name

I guess I thought
That some things were going to get better
But every time I’m caught
The baths just feel that much wetter.