Give God Nothing

I have decided to give God nothing. Let me rephrase that. I am going to give God nothing that requires any inconvenience on my part.

That does not mean I won’t put things in the offering plate on Sunday. It does not mean I won’t donate to good causes and charity. It does not mean I won’t give of my tithes as the Bible says I should.

What it does mean is I won’t feel or notice my gift. My giving will not impact my lifestyle. My giving will not make a difference in what I purchase, what I eat, what I wear, where I travel and what I do. I will give God just enough to make me feel good about giving.

The significant part of this mindset is that when my giving does so little to change my life, it also does little to change the life of those to whom it is given.

I don’t like the stress. Giving and sorting out who deserves my gift is an added stress. I have enough stressors, like leaving home without my phone charger, running low on gas in the middle of a traffic jam and trying to find the right tie to match my new pair of shoes.

I don’t need the stress of the dirty, smelly man standing at my car window claiming to be a homeless veteran from every war since Viet Nam. I just roll down my window and drop a dollar in his cup. I won’t miss the dollar. This is not giving of significance.

The Bible records that King David refused to give the Lord anything that did not cost him something. There are two instances that document this. In 2 Samuel 24:24 David is intent on building an altar to the Lord in order to avert a plague. He intended to purchase the site where he would build from a man called Araunah. However, Araunah felt it would to let King David have the site for free. The king refused stating “No, but I will surely buy it from you for a price; nor will I offer burnt offerings to the Lord my God with that which costs me nothing.” So David bought the threshing floor and the oxen for fifty shekels of silver.

If a gift to God costs nothing, it is worth nothing. If my gift is of no value to me, it is no value to the recipient.

This poor woman gave all that she had.

Just then he looked up and saw the rich people dropping offerings in the collection plate. Then he saw a poor widow put in two pennies. He said, “The plain truth is that this widow has given by far the largest offering today. All these others made offerings that they’ll never miss; she gave extravagantly what she couldn’t afford—she gave her all!”
Luke 21:1‭-‬4 MSG

And if ye offer the blind for sacrifice, is it not evil? and if ye offer the lame and sick, is it not evil? offer it now unto thy governor; will he be pleased with thee, or accept thy person? saith the Lord of hosts.
Malachi 1:8 KJV

Leviticus 22:20 But whatsoever hat a blemish , that shall ye not offer, for it shall not be acceptable for you.

I give God nothing unless it is my best. It must be sacrificial or it is not a gift. It is like giving God nothing.

Break Me

People like me. I pay my bills on time. I hold the door open for old people on crutches. I pay my taxes. I say please, thank you and God bless you at the appropriate times. I am really a very nice guy. If I ain’t broke…., why fix me? In truth God doesn’t want to fix me. He wants to break me. Why should I be broken?

I have become so accustomed to my religious, church, moral, nice, comfortable life that I refuse to consider it could be and actually must be better. I feel good as I am. Why should I change? People like me.

The Apostle Paul stated that I must be careful in my sense of having arrived at the point of perfection where there is no need for change. But, I refuse to examine myself daily to see if I am the measure of the man Christ demands me to be. I believe that I am on solid ground, but as Paul said:

1 Corinthians 10:12 So the one who thinks he is standing firm, should be careful not to fall.

Just because I am working properly, doesn’t mean I am working in the way that God wants. He wants to remake me and that means breaking me.

I must let God break me of my pride, my selfishness, my sense of entitlement, my anger, unforgiving spirit, my jealousy and a long list of things that allow me to work well, but not work best. I need to be broken, remade on a daily basis. If I ain’t broke, please Lord break me and remake me.

Psalm 51:8 Let me hear joy and gladness, let the bones which you have broken may rejoice.

New Norm Gender Agenda

Safe sex used to mean not getting caught or pregnant. Now it means not getting infected.

Condoms used to be behind the pharmacist counter, available only on request. Cold remedies were next to the candy. Now condoms are next to the chewing gum and I have to present ID to buy a decongestant.

I now examine 5 and 6 years old boys who wear dresses named Julia and 30 year old men named Sophie taking estrogen and complaining of penile discharge.

I am expected to acknowledge and accept these discrepancies as normal despite what I learned in biology, physiology, anatomy and genetics.

There is a specific gender agenda which I will never accept as I continue to provide care.

No matter what body parts are removed or added every cell has either two X’s or a single X and Y.

Cut off, add on, inject the hormone, prostate cancer and breast tissue remain a risk.

No matter where you put the condoms, cough drops or decongestants.

What cones next stop, change from Central Asian to Central American or Central African, by choice?

He Remembers

My Father is wonderful
My Father is kind
My sin He remembers
But He does not remind

He sees every deed
All that crosses my mind
Evil intent He remembers
But He does not remind

When lost deep in sin
No way out to find
He remembers how I got there
But He does not remind

He will turn again, he will have compassion upon us; he will subdue our iniquities; and thou wilt cast all their sins into the depths of the sea.
Micah 7:19 KJV
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Sweet Sleep

The sweetest sleep

When I rest my head

A clear good conscience

That’s the finest bed

When the day is over

Well worked and fed

No regrets no worries

That’s the finest bed

Sweet sleep comes

When the Lord has said

Well done my child

That’s the finest bed

I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord sustained me.

Psalms 3:5 KJV

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It’s Who I Am

Know who I AM
Know what I do
It is what I your Lord
Require of you

I alone AM God
I alone am true
It’s who I AM
It’s what I do

You frets and fears
Cloud Me from view
I AM hope and joy
It’s what I do

I won’t share glory
Won’t be number two
I enable perfection
It’s what I do

I bring to nothing
Things men pursue
I AM Sovereign Creator
It’s what I do

Forgiveness and love
Unmerited not due
It’s who I AM
It’s what I do

But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
Romans 5:8 KJV
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Only Bread

I was so very hungry
I just wanted to be fed
I looked at all the tables
And noticed one small setting
Had only simple bread

The others were quite splendid
All luxuriously spread
Every meat and sweet delight
Food to fill the stomach
Drinks to swill the head

I sat down at the feast
Where my appetites had led
Why should I settle for
A table that had nothing
But simple bread

I ate and ate and ate
Never felt full, but instead
My hunger only increased
Feeling nauseous yet still hungry
Ignoring that simple bread

And so the world allures me
Just as the Lord has said
He who dines with Me
Will never hunger
Taste of My simple bread

I Am Life and I Am light
It was for you that I have bled
I alone can fill your hunger
Eat of Me and live
Taste of My simple bread

John 6:35Then Jesus declared, “I am the bread of life. Whoever comes to me will never go hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty.

Isaiah 55:2 Come, all of you who thirst, come to the waters; and you without money, come, buy, and eat! Come, buy wine and milk, without money and without cost! 2Why spend money on that which is not bread, and your labor on that which does not satisfy? Listen carefully to Me, and eat what is good, and your soul will delight in the richest of foods.

Your Substance

I knew your substance
I knew your frame
Before egg met sperm
I called your name

I made each cell
Divide and grow
Not even your mother
Felt what I did know

As each organ formed
As each limb gained length
As each muscle gained
In bulk and strength

You went from ooze
To person at birth
Before others saw you
I knew your worth

Now you have come forth
You must realize
It is I who decide
Who lives and, dies

So, don’t forget
And don’t forsake
To give thanks and praise
With each breath you take

Psalm 139: 15-16 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.

Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.

The Best

I had a wonderful rest
Slept good the whole night through
Got up showered and shaved
Then did a quick review

I had use of all my limbs
Both speech and vision too
But then I asked the Lord
Is that the best that You can do?

I know You must have noticed
That I bought a car brand new
But did You also see
My neighbor he has two

And please Lord pay attention
I grow tired of reminding You
Others think I am not important
Is that the best that You can do?

But the Holy Spirit spoke
Piercing bone, joint and sinew
Your desires are of self
Seeking self-glory just for you

Your Father has provided
His Son gave all for you
You are an unworthy servant
And I gave My best for you

For while you were My enemy
I forgave your evil too
And granting grace and mercy
Is the best that I can do

Romans 5:8
But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.

Luke 17:7
So likewise ye, when ye shall have done all those things which are commanded you, say, We are unprofitable servants: we have done that which was our duty to do.

Lead With a Limp

They demean and debase
Call me freak and a gimp
The Father reassured me
You must lead with a limp

But Lord I have failed
At most things I attempt
They laugh and ridicule
You must lead with a limp

They take my silence as weakness
Call me slow stupid wimp
It’s embarrassing and painful
You must lead with a limp

Jacob’s dislocated hip
Paul’s thorn, Satan’s imp
Moses’ stammering tongue
You must lead with a limp

To lead in your strength
Is to let evil tempt
Depend only on Me
You must lead with a limp

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
2 Corinthians 12:9 KJV