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God couldn’t live with us without dying. Here and there, in my posts, I’ve said a few negative things about the church. Churches are made up of people, and people are imperfect. I’m not alone in complaining about the negatives of the church. If you study the Bible, you’ll notice there’s a lot in the Bible addressing the shortcomings of believers.

Regardless of our problems, there are many things “right” about the church. This song is intended to illustrate some of what God sees in believers, and in the church, and how he manages to live with us. “Elect lady,” is the apostle John’s name for the church (Second John 1:1), but the symbolism is used throughout the Bible.

I stumbled upon something this morning that I think is very beautiful. In my post, “Crystal, Chrysalis, and Christ” (in the July archive), I wrote about some of the underlying wordplay used in the Bible. I mentioned that the Greek word for “Lord” is “Kurios.” I noticed this morning that the Greek word for “Lady” used in 2nd. John 1:1 is “Kuria,” which is the feminine form of “Kurios.” I don’t know why I hadn’t noticed that before.

The Elect Lady

She believes with all her heart that he’s the only one
That Jesus is God’s only son
That he’s the only one with the power to forgive
That he died for all so she can live

She has kept his words, the letters from the past
He has promised to return at last
So she won’t hear the voice of any other sage
She will wait for him until the end of the age

God has spoken for the elect lady
And in time he’ll show her in white
And he’ll shower her in Heaven and in Earth
For when he called, she came to his side
Like a bride

Sometimes she mourns like Job with ashes in the air
Sometimes she walks in dust, in sackcloth prayer
Longing for a better world that only he can bring
His church will walk with him in white for he’s her king

And God has spoken for the elect lady
And in time he’ll show her in white
And he’ll shower her in Heaven and in Earth
For when he called, she came to his side
Like a bride

She’ll be the bride of Christ
She knows he’s back alive
She’s the bride of Christ
She wants to be by his side
She’ll be the bride of Christ
She knows she’s why he died
He was dying for her sin, to see her white
Like a bride
(slow) God has spoken for the elect lady

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Mankind wants a random world. When you don’t want a world governed by God, a random world would be the only alternative. You would have a world where the competition for control would result in endless struggles. Eventually, the world would either face annihilation, or fall to a world dictator such as the Antichrist. Since we didn’t want God to be God, and took from the Tree of Knowledge, he has allowed us to experience such a world.

I don’t like the word “allow.” That seems to imply that God was willing for these things to happen. I don’t think there is a word that conveys the correct thought. It isn’t as if God had much choice. He could have limited our intelligence to the level of our fellow creatures, or not have created at all. He could have created robotic creatures with no freedom of thought, but why would God want robots? Would I want my wife to not have freewill? Real love cannot exist without freewill.

It is very often frustrating that others have a mind of their own. The drivers of all those other cars on the freeway try to go where they want to go. We get in each others way. Sometimes there are accidents. God didn’t cause it, and he didn’t really allow it. He didn’t build the cars, or the freeway. He did give us enough intelligence to do it ourselves. All the drivers out there on the freeway are driving to suit themselves, and they resent it if a policeman falls in behind them.

Some don’t believe that God is there, working to minimize the damage, but he is. I’ve been in several accidents of different sorts. I was a very reckless kid, and I ran with a reckless crowd. I think now that God intervened on several occasions when I could have been killed or seriously injured. I’ve had friends who were killed, and others badly hurt. I’ve seen the pain suffered by their families and friends in their wake, and it caused me to rethink my own dangerous behavior.

The Bible teaches that before the fall of man, there was no such thing as death. Neither we nor the carnivorous creatures were originally intended to eat meat, but only plants (Genesis 1:30, Isaiah 11:7). After the fall of man, deviations from the original design began to occur. Devolution began to take place. The word “devils,” is from the same root as “deviation,” and I’m not sure to what extent the Devil was able to tinker with the genetics of creation, but the effects are disastrous. “Evil,” and “ill,” are words from the same origin as “devil.”

As disease and hunger became realities, other creatures began to feed upon the fallen. It would only be a small step for creatures that began to feed on fallen creatures, to begin to hunt them. If a lion was hungry, why would it wait for a creature to die?

I don’t envy God at all. It’s very hard to step aside when someone you love is making a move that will hurt them, but sometimes you must. At a certain point, a human being will begin to feel enslaved if nearly every move they make is restricted, and even greater harm can result. Sometimes even God has to let go. It’s a crucifying thing to experience, but there’s no way around it.

God has the most difficult of jobs to do. I’m thankful he doesn’t quit. He became a man, and stuck with the plan conceived before the foundation of the world, to bear the cross and make a way for his creation to enter paradise, a world that random deviations will never spoil. Someone could object to my use of the word “random” when obviously much of the deviation is intentional. The fallout of all the intentional deviation does contribute to the random effect however.  Some of my lyrics might fit fairly well here. The phrase “world without end” is from Ephesians 3:21, in the King James translation.

World Without End

This world will pass away
The builders are tearing down
Destroying the foundations
Of the very ground
Children play in broken glass
Shattered windows of the home
Some are crying in the ruins
For the Lord Jesus to come
If we let Him live in our world
He will let us live in his
His heart’s already open
To give everything there is, in the

World without end
Without an end
Go and tell a friend
There’s a world around the bend
World without end
Go and make a friend
Compel them to come in
For there’s a world without an end

Don’t you want only the good
Don’t you want a world that’s safe
Do you want to walk on the edge
Of the night and the day
Even if we reach the top
This world still has an end
For we’ll all run out of time
And we’ll fall to earth again
For we all are like the grass
The flower of it fades
Such fragile life as we
Can only live among the glades, of the

World without end
Without an end
Go and tell a friend
There’s a world around the bend
World without end
Go and make a friend
Compel them to come in
For there’s a world without an end

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I’m busy for a couple of weeks, and have little time to write, so I’m just throwing something in. Children can be a blessing in many unforeseen ways. They give you a reason to try to be strong, and to keep on going. I borrowed symbolism and imagery from the Bible for these old song lyrics.

Our Little Stars

The colder and the darker the night
The brighter are the stars
And now the stars above are coming out
As I walk out to my car
And I thank the Lord for my kids, driving home
After a long hard day
When the road is dark with dusky shades
I’m thankful for that starlight on the way

I know sometimes this old dark world is sure
To make you feel afraid
But you would not be here if not for God
And the promises he made
Only he can drive away the fears
And fill the empty space
Yes, you are our little stars, your mother and I
Pray you’ll keep on shining away

In a dark, directionless void
God sets his lights
To give us a sense of direction
And break up the night
Til the Son of Glory arises
To forever shine
I pray you have all the star-shine in your lives
That you are in mine

Little lantern faces, glowing coals
Comfort from my hearth
Jesus bless you with a cheerful faith
All your days upon the earth
Even now the Bright and Morning Star (Revelation 22:16)
Holds you in his rays
And we don’t know how close we are, but it can’t be far
Unto the perfect day

In a dark, directionless void
God sets his lights
To give us a sense of direction
And break up the night
Til the Son of Glory arises
To forever shine
I pray you have all the star-shine in your lives
That you are in mine

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I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had time to think. I’m going to post some more of my song lyrics for now.

The Broken Bread (Matt. 5:6 & Luke 22:15-20)

I’m not worthy
Still too earthy
Even after all I’ve changed.
So undeserving
It’s only mercy that I’ve
Come to trust in Jesus’ name.
There’s a place where those who hunger
After righteousness are fed.
I’ve come to the Master’s table
And I trust in what he did.
I bow my head in worship
And believe the things he said
And take the broken bread,

The Bread of Life, the Broken Bread
The Word of Life, the things he said
There’s a place where those who hunger
After righteousness are fed.
The Bread of Life, the Broken Bread

Through dark windows
A glimpse of repentance
Only God can clearly see.
His blood has drawn me
Into communion, for I
Discern his body broken for me.
Doesn’t this world make you hunger
For justice to be done
Doesn’t his cross make you thirsty
For all hearts to be won
He’s just dying to show mercy
On the cross he bowed his head and
Became the broken bread.

The Bread of Life, the Broken Bread
The Word of Life, the things he said
There’s a place where those who hunger
After righteousness are fed.
The Bread of Life, the Broken Bread

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The book of Isaiah was written more than 700 years before Jesus was born. There is an intact scroll of this book among the Dead Sea Scrolls. It is also in the Septuagint, which was translated around 250 years before Christ. It contains many prophecies of the life, and death of Jesus. Isaiah 52:13-15  & 53:1-12 are obviously about the crucifixion, and these verses are quoted several times by the New Testament writers. This section of the book is what the Ethiopian man in Acts 8:27-37 was reading.

It is very important to understand that these writings about Jesus existed before he was born into this world. This can be proven historically, and is one of many proofs that the Bible is what it claims to be. It is impossible for the Bible to exist unless it is actually the word of God. It would be impossible for Jesus to have fulfilled the prophecies if he wasn’t the Son of God.

His Visage (Isaiah 52:14)

He wasn’t only
Talking about the way that Jesus died.
The prophet’s not just speaking
Of how Jesus would be beaten and crucified.
It’s how the whole world makes Him look
With all the words of all the books and all our lives.
If you want to know the real God, don’t hide your eyes
Here is how he’s recognized.

His visage is so marred, more than any man.
When we see love so scarred, we begin to understand.
He has felt the bruise of every sin all laid upon him.
The hurtful words and deeds of every hand
Have marred him more than any man.

The Bible says the weakness
Of God is stronger than the strength of men.
God’s weakness is his love for us.
This world is only using us, and wounding him.
Though he was crucified in weakness
It is only by his stripes that we are healed.
His scars become the marks of beauty
And there the love of God cannot be veiled.

His visage is so marred, more than any man.
When we see love so scarred, we begin to understand.
He has felt the bruise of every sin all laid upon him.
The hurtful words and deeds of every hand
Have marred him more than any man.

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I think people very often go too far in their interpretations of the Bible. I’ve heard people preach that there’s no heaven for an animal when it dies. They base that teaching on one or two Bible verses that might be interpreted to imply that. The verses do not directly say that, and there are other verses that seem to say otherwise. I think that’s a presumptuous thing to teach to a child whose pet just died.

I’ve heard Billy Graham quoted as saying to such a child, “If you want your pet to be in Heaven, it will be.” Whether Billy said that, or someone else, that’s a pretty good answer. I may try to add a rough recording of this song to my disorganized website sometime. It’s based on Matthew 10:29, and Luke 12:6.

When The Sparrow Falls

I know that it’s a hard world
Not the peaceful kingdom
No longer the garden that God made.
Yet the Lord said not one sparrow
Falls without the Father.
Remember that he said don’t be afraid.
Don’t try to fly away.
Come down to the cross.
Surrender to the hands
That reach out for the lost.

Why would he be there when the sparrow falls?
Why would he even hear a sparrows call?
If the Fathers hand isn’t there to catch them all
Why would he be there when the sparrow falls?

The Lord said not one sparrow
Is forgotten of the Father
So his care for his creation must be great.
Would you go any farther?
He is nailed onto the cross
Reaching for the hands that pull away.
We’ve cost him more than many sparrows.
We’ve flown so much farther.
Falling for the fires
Our hearts are so much harder.

Why would he be there when the sparrow falls?
Why would he be dying on a cross?
If the Fathers hands are not reaching for the lost
why would he be dying on a cross?

Why would he be there when the sparrow falls?
Why would he even hear a sparrows call?
If the Fathers hand isn’t there to catch them all
Why would he be there when the sparrow falls?

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Here’s another song I’ve never been able to get the melody right on. I think it’s a good song idea, and I like some of the lyrics. I thought I’d just toss it out on the waters.

The Greatest Revelation

In a way that never was before
And never shall be anymore
The very heart of God has been made known.
When we see him face to face
The glory will not take the place
Of the greatest thing that he has ever done.
He grew stronger in his death than in life.
He never could have held me otherwise,
So he became the sacrifice.

On the cross is the greatest revelation
The very incarnation of the greatest love.
On the cross is the greatest revelation
The very incarnation of the unseen God above.

Only God could dream it up
Come down like rain to fill our cup
Sometimes it’s hard to do the thing you must.
He became a man, a son,
The greatest thing he’s ever done
Though it seems a lowly thing to become dust.
He is high and mighty, high up on a cross
Humbly dying, reaching for the lost.
His dying cry is the cry of God.

On the cross is the greatest revelation
The very incarnation of the greatest love.
On the cross is the greatest revelation
The very incarnation of the unseen God above.

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