God and hope, as we have, and hope, and Jesus as the mediator, holder of our hope of reconciliation.

YOU that were sometimes alienated and enemies in your mind by wicked works, yet now hath he reconciled: his body of flesh presents you unblamed and unreprovable in his sight:

--knitted together in love--

'stablished, grounded and settled in mercy, peace, magnanimity, love, equanimity: inner balance.

--not moved away from the hope of the Gospel, which reached our ears and is proclaimed to all living creatures.

Thus it is about us all to see, hear and holding, beholding, is the eternal: we see, hear, and handle the Word of Life.

WE speak of Jesus, the product of the Eternal that lights the Narrow Way, to give you a lasting joy. Jesus is our advocate, our forgiveness and our connection to the Eternal.

The Eternal God is light, and in him is no darkness whatsoever.

In the light is Christ Jesus, waiting for our fellowship, our friendship, bearing our forgiveness.

IN our need for forgiveness, we cannot lie about having sin; if we say we have no sin, we deceive even our own selves, and the Truth is not in us, the Word is not with us, and the Eternal, the Narrow Way, darkened. Christ is our hope and our reconciliation, after all, and that reward is the same for anyone, be it in fervor or hopelessness, in the dawn or in the twilight: the Eternal reward does not vary. 

The Christmas Michtam; God have you been so good.

 The near edge of Christmas: I can smell it, like the elephant in repose smells the dust of the earth, like the snake when coiled in repose smells his own anus and genitals.

The fringes of the Risen Savior, the Cloud of Unknowing, the interconnected fingers of human animalism and transcendence; if we claim not to have seen, then it has only been carried within us, and if we claim to have seen, then we lacked for it within ourselves and were thus refreshed.

My Lord, My God, as have you seemed afar, but how you within my precepts have compassed the waters.

"A day is a recognition of the light." The Light of the World as a Christmas Tree daisychain.

"Whilst I am in the world, I am the Light of the World." -The Jesus.

He bid us not to hide our light, as we are a city on the hill, not to hide our light under a bushel: for we are, along with the paracleton, the Light of the World.

It is such that in our own darkness, we are dependent upon the light of our fellows, that in moments of darkness, the believer needs the light of others to provide his illumination for his own path.

I was seeing one projecting their darkness, at their every word, that preamble of "these are my past wrongs", and the rejoinder, "but not anymore".

"No longer am I a sinner, and I hope my joy is returned unto me."

Speaking from lack, despair, of a future, and continually manifesting, in saying same over and over, seemingly contemned to never take up the phrase: "it happens today".

The wrought soul-stirring humility of wearing one's past is admirable, humble, honest, but how much is designed to keep one under the yoke of sin, and how much is put in place to offer the sinner hope?

Take it off your tongue, maybe?

Today is not a thing set by the calendar, not a thing that occurs on the precipitate of clock mechanisms:

a day is a recognition of the light.

Say "though I were, I have progressed, I have come through."

The wheat and the chaff.

I speak these things to you through a glut of faith, knowing full well having received the grace of God in ways without measure.

Faith assures of one thing: 

not in regards the drinking of alcohol,

or the marrying of one woman,

or tossing teacups

or petticoats in pews

or planting George Washingtons like apple seeds.

Faith assures us that an implacable, indifferent universe which part and parcel of the Lord our God

is good.

100%.

In doubt, the absence of God, we are, in fact, in a theological version of hell, that which is enunciated so graciously in textbook language to reflect a great myriad of troubles.

A world of troubles,

but a world imbued with a some small piece of faith that propels one over and above such unmerciful.

We have all, indeed, received mercy, just as all have sinned(Romans 3:23): and not merely that the just have received mercy, or the faithful have received mercy, but included are those which exist in the impolite corners of the inner regions of hell, including all the addicted, the lepers, the layperson, the shunned.  God is with them too, in forms that aren't revealed to us.

The wheat and the chaff are cut from the field together; as our book says, "it rains upon the just and the unjust alike", "i reckon there have not been troubles that are uncommon to man".

It is our faith.

Our faith is the calling unto all believers into a portion of joy, hope, peace, and even if we never even so much as sensed it, mercy.

faith, teachings of the natural world, look here haters, a visage marred; nations sprinkled

"Neither give heed to fables and endless genealogies, which minister questions, rather than Godly edifying which is in faith."  

Our Lord uses the world to teach us, and in the world, our teachings, our textbooks and classroom that we too take up, each day.

"Display me as a token for the good; that they which hate me may see it, and be ashamed, because thou hast helped me and comforted me, O Lord." Psalm 86

"...his visage was more marred than any man, 

and his form more than the sons of men;

so shall he sprinkle many nations;

the kings shall shut their mouths at him;

for that which had not been told them shall they see;

and that which they had not heard shall they consider."

-Isaiah 52

Of Dust and Mud. From Sept-Oct 2025.

A word in season, to him that is weary: via Isaiah.

The spirit of the letter is quickened unto the prophet Isaiah:

"Come down, and sit in the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon. Sit on the ground: there is no throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans: for thou shalt no more be called tender and delicate. Thou saidst, I shall be a lady for ever: so that thou didst not lay these things to heart, neither did remember the latter end of it. Thou that art given to pleasures, that dwellest carelessly, that sayest in thine heart, I am, and none else beside me; I shall not sit as a widow, neither shall I know the loss of children."

"I will feed them that oppress thee with their own flesh; and the shall become drunken with their own blood, as with sweet wine: and all flesh will know the Lord is the salvation and redemption."

"And to the believer? Where is the bill of they mother's divorcement, whom I have put away? Of which of my creditors have I sold you? For iniquities, you have sold yourselves. When I came was there no man? Was there none to answer? Is my hand shortened that I cannot redeem? With a single rebuke might the sea be dried up, the rivers made wilderness, and the fish stink that there is no water, dying for thirst."

He blotteth out thy transgressions for thy own sake: put Him in remembrance, and thus we'll plead together.

And moreover: even the kings shall be attendant fathers, and their queens wetnurse mothers: they shall bow down to thee with their face to the earth, and lick up the dust of thy feet: and thou shalt know that He is the Lord: for they shall not be ashamed that wait for the Lord.

...I should know how to speak a word in season to him that is weary. He awakens the day, each day, consistently. He awakens my ear to hear the learned.

Them that sell themselves, have their reward.

Them that pray for the sake of being seen, have their reward.

Them that hold the hand high in donating, have their reward.