Monthly Archives: August 2014

The force of nature

Apples ‘n’ snakes
A force of nature 
for the unredeemed.

Love ‘n’ grace
The new force of His nature 
for the redeemed.

Jesus ‘n’ covenant 
The sacrifice for the new nature 
for the redeemed.

Jesus ‘n’ I
Same nature of the Son 
and the redeemed.

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The Life

The Life that God is
Is the Life that God Gives.

The Life that you see
Is the Life you believe.

The Life you possess
Is the life you confess.

Now you are now one
With the Life of the Son.


1 John 5:12 “The one who has the Son has the life. The one who does not have the Son of God the life he does not have.” (Wuest)


All the King’s horses

Now I saw when the Lamb opened one of the seals; and I heard one of the four living creatures saying with a voice like thunder, “Come and see.” And I looked, and behold, a white horse. He who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out conquering and to conquer. 

When He opened the second seal, I heard the second living creature saying, “Come and see.” Another horse, fiery red, went out. And it was granted to the one who sat on it to take peace from the earth, and that people should kill one another; and there was given to him a great sword. 

When He opened the third seal, I heard the third living creature say, “Come and see.” So I looked, and behold, a black horse, and he who sat on it had a pair of scales in his hand. And I heard a voice in the midst of the four living creatures saying, “A quart of wheat for a denarius, and three quarts of barley for a denarius; and do not harm the oil and the wine.” 

When He opened the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature saying, “Come and see.” So I looked, and behold, a pale horse. And the name of him who sat on it was Death, and Hades followed with him. And power was given to them over a fourth of the earth, to kill with sword, with hunger, with death, and by the beasts of the earth. (‭Revelation‬ ‭6‬:‭1-8‬ NKJV)

Now I saw heaven opened, and behold, a white horse. And He who sat on him was called Faithful and True, and in righteousness He judges and makes war. His eyes were like a flame of fire, and on His head were many crowns. He had a name written that no one knew except Himself. He was clothed with a robe dipped in blood, and His name is called The Word of God. And the armies in heaven, clothed in fine linen, white and clean, followed Him on white horses.

And He has on His robe and on His thigh a name written: KING OF KINGS AND Lord OF LORDS. (‭Revelation‬ ‭19‬:‭11-14, 16‬ NKJV)


The red horse rides
And the puppets dance to its rider
With a sword in their hands
And blood on their minds
And violence their glory
And death as their trophies
Taking peace hostage with no ransom.

Scarcity makes the blackened horse laugh
At the restrictive high price of bread for the many
While barley fill the bellies of those already full
Yet they cannot touch the oil and wine of the Spirit 
Which is available free of cost to all who buy.

The pale horse rides boastfully into hades
Seeking to make it the home of the diseased who follow,
Whose sickly pale faces
And whose sickly pale hearts feel hopeless
And give the rider the same trophy of death.

But all the Kings horses follow the White horse 
Whose rider wears many crowns 
and blood soaked armour.

This King of these other actors,
and Lord of all porcelain lords
Who makes war
Conquers !,
For those who follow on white horses…

Come and see
Can you see ?.


Pain and joy

Two people meet
Or is that merge ?

Pain and joy.

Two different star systems
With planets that don’t align
Inconvenient circumstances
Inconvenient times.

But love is the purpose in the inconvenient
Circumstances must follow the relationship 
Other relationships
All follow the shining couple.

Inconvenience is swallowed up in the glow
Pain and joy.


When a couple meet, you can’t say that their circumstances don’t align, and therefore it won’t work. They go out of their way to ensure it all works. That is the pain and the joy.

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The real wasteland

The poet says that war is a wasteland.
But there is a crueller breeding.

Where those who drink coffee
And breathe the secondary smoke of their lovers
And drink the Scottish honeyed poison 
And those who make slavish mortgage payments
And chase the tinselled glory of the cup 
Or the greasy position
Or the fickle adulation,
Waste away in their own self.

Where the innocence of the childish 
And the trust of the good man
And the naturalness of a pure women
Is hijacked by their sin nature.

The playground of the cheerful dying
is found in the skeptic of the extra dimension
who says seeing is believing;
those who are blinded by unbelief of truth.

The wasteland of the Adam nature separates death from life:
What is true from the truth,
The game from its purpose,
The mask from the face,
Tradition from it’s reason,
Oil from water,
Salt from pepper,
Heaven from Earth.

Nothing eternally remains there
Nothing spiritually remains there
Only an inhabitanted wilderness
Where the heat breeds the life that rots.

What a waste.


My response to TS Elliot’s “the Wasteland”


Striving and never arriving

Are you striving and never arriving ?. 
Live God’s best by living His rest.

Do you struggle to try not to struggle ?
You’re not the Vine but only the branch !.


The veil


Just the other day, 31 years ago 
I saw her tears through her veil
Tears that the sun shone through
As she walked down her aisle
Towards me.

A precious veil
That only two can know.

The veil made her face look white
As if it was a light source.

Through that veil 
She made made her promises
Her vows
That she now fulfills.
Every day 
Every event
Every relationship
Every pain
Every joy.

Through that veil
Through joyful words
Yet trembling voice
Came an ancient yet present commitment.

Through the veil, a bride makes her promise
After the veil is lifted, the promise is kept.

Two become one.
Life is shared.

Just like when one turns to Jesus
The veil is lifted, and
Two become one
Life is shared…

Within the veil.


And Jesus cried out with a loud voice, and breathed His last. Then the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. (‭Mark‬ ‭15‬:‭37-38‬ NKJV)

by a new and living way which He consecrated for us, through the veil, that is, His flesh, (‭Hebrews‬ ‭10‬:‭20‬ NKJV)

and behind the second veil, the part of the tabernacle which is called the Holiest of All, (‭Hebrews‬ ‭9‬:‭3‬ NKJV)

Nevertheless when one turns to the Lord, the veil is taken away. (‭II Corinthians‬ ‭3‬:‭16‬ NKJV)

“For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh.” This is a great mystery, but I speak concerning Christ and the church. (‭Ephesians‬ ‭5‬:‭31-32‬ NKJV)


The One who labels has the most power

National identity is a milky window of our real self.
An identity wrapped in hard to see through paper
Reduces the ability to see self through a Kingdom window
Numbs logical emotions away from the God view.

So are you an English gentleman ?
Or an Australian Larikin ?
Or a Belfast bomber ?.
A Highland Laird ?
A Samoan Maori warrior ?
Or are you not that kind of Maori ?.

Or a Paki,
Wog ?.

Labels of others pass through many filters.
National identity is the monster filter that misleads the most…
A Trojan horse
Enslaving both the convict and the judge
Making one person of different value to another
As if God favours one child more than another;
The Lover of diversity and difference.

The lover of one self as Jesus commanded,
Sees their Kingdom identity as primary; not secondary.

The one who labels, has the most power.


“Not that kind of Maori” is a poem by Jean Mason, Samoan poet who cannot understand why people think she is a New Zealand Moari.

Paki (Pakistani), slopehead (Oriental, usually Vietnamese. This was used when I went to school for war refugees from Cambodia or Vietnam), towelhead (Arabic people) and wog (usually world war 2 refugees from Europe; especially Italians and Greeks), are slang racist terms…deliberately used here to shock.


Beware lest anyone cheat you through philosophy and empty deceit, according to the tradition of men, according to the basic principles of the world, and not according to Christ. (‭Colossians‬ ‭2‬:‭8‬ NKJV)

Note: “cheat you” means to “plunder you” or “take captive”.


Christianity is…

Christianity is a nature
Christianity is not behaviour.

Christianity is a person
Christianity is not the law.

Christianity is life
Christianity is not death.

Christianity is a way of seeing
Christianity is not blind faith…

Seeing Jesus
Seeing His death
Seeing His resurrection
Seeing His glorification.

Seeing Christ is within
Seeing His death is mine
Seeing His resurrection is mine
Seeing His glorification is mine…

Seeing His nature is now mine
Seeing His Life is now mine.

What you think Christianity is ?.


Road home from Glasgow Airport

The road home from Glasgow airport
Tyres in front crying on my windscreen
Combine with the pain from the dark clouds
That blanket the horizon
Make a misty view.

Hard to see
The wipers cannae keep up.

A difficult road to drive
Many lanes to cross
Many emotions to deal with.

Getting closer to home.
Less tyre spray
Clouds breaking up.

I’ll see him again.

Evernote Camera Roll 20140802 144335

See you next time Jezza. I love you.

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