454 Forums / Theology Forum / Re: The interior function of sin and grace in the creative language of the curses. 2013

God as governor of the world has provided the way of blessing. He has put limits in society in the safety of Him being a shepherd. He makes it impossible for men to be blessed through pride. God must allow men to be humble enough to treat the ugly parts of society as the essential way that He distributes His grace. God has made His rules so that there is safety and freedom in the honor of the weak. It is impossible for man to respect these rules that bring him beneath the lowest. God has provided a remedy to grow down that is not natural to man. How can a man be given grace for free and not become self indulgent? Does God take away the security of men in order to bring them down to being just men? Grace is Gods goodness freely given. How can God bring men low by only being good? He must not only provide the foundation for the enjoyment of that goodness but He must overcome the opposition by pushing it down under His feet. The Psalms provide this picture by describing God as being beneath the lowest. In other words God has overcome the lowest and the ugly parts of society. How does He do this? Does He describe an image of philanthropy? Is it from Gods desire to take care of the weak as a part of His governance? God must do more than provide a process for survival. He must identify with the experience of the lowest. He must understand the plight of the helpless. In redemption God provides the remedy through identifying with sinners going as far as He could without being a sinner. God is present in the worse places of society. God pushes the destruction under His feet in becoming a curse for us. How can we be acquainted with sin and yet destroy destruction? We who sin practice destruction. Because Christ has become a curse for us we no longer are under the curse. We can now push the curse away. There is no circumstance that can define us. We cannot be touched with the lowest circumstance because we can push the curse away in the curses. We no longer are the creators of our own image. Our being created in Christ image is His line of justice ...that perfect line between cursing and blessing that burns up any experience weve had that leaves an imprint in our personality. We experience mystery in the eternal love and anger of God.

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The God of all glory created us as a being. The God of all glory created us as a being. He exists in eternity as the Sovereign Trinity. His eternal breath made man an eternal soul. He made man in His image to make him transcendentally whole. God made mans soul with mind, will, and emotions, He enjoyed a peaceful unity, void of any commotion. But the soul’s peaceful existence was interrupted, When the body of sin entered, all its faculties were corrupted. The mind, will, and emotions, were thrown into sins prison, To appear before The Sovereign Judge for His final decision. The heavenly soul’s existence was cast away, Now hells eternal fury put the soul in dismay. A created eternal being became en-caged. His mind now darkened, his will in bondage, his emotions took center stage. On the surface of his being, his emotions were unbridled, But the mind took control; its darkened depths were unrivaled. His emotions only clouded the depth of salvation's plea. The darkened mind perceived the raw data and not the Trinity. With the soul in jeopardy it made a willing plea, For the souls will is the most attractive of the three. The soul wills to be set free, but only by works you see. For self will blinds the soul of making Christ its only plea, Its self dominance that leaves the soul in an unhappy state, For it is faith in Gods grace, the mind must embrace. For my mind has always been in the Potters hand. Every thought is molded according to His sovereign plan. A willing to do right is a freedom in my soul. For I have freedom to depend on the Holy Spirits control. And, O the sweet emotions that are now my minds pleasure! They inflame my soul with life, for His good pleasure. O Holy Spirit, who hovers over creation, Illuminate my soul’s desires for your work in my salvation. Righteousness from heaven From eternity, a cross was planted for man. Hung the Glory of God, the Rose Of  Sharon. Righteousness looked from heaven, Faithfulness was entombed . He sprung out from the grave, free access ensued. His throne is so holy; I am mute from sin, With coals on my tongue, I dare not offend. But the ridicule from the proud and their contempt for sin. Drive me to my knees so that I may enter in. They have no fear of God before their eyes, They flatter themselves to much to hate their lies. Keep my feet from their wicked conspiracy, So that I may live a life of tranquility. We made idols of men out of our kin, Now our deistic ways, brings a hardening in sin. It is our nation’s godlessness, like Adams great sin, That we have permissive sons, and dead babies within. Now they are present in the fiery pit of hell, An eternal punishment in which they fell. O Lord, Your love reaches to the heavens. It’s a spring in my heart, the Holy Spirit given. Your righteousness is like the mighty mountains. It’s a heavenly gift applied for my salvation. Your justice is like the great deep, So my sinful heart can find relief. O Great Shepherd Of the Church, Complete in us Your work. Our nation is full of shame and sin. Come Holy Spirit and revive us again. Most men seek salvation through all the wrong things My conscience cried out, “You’re guilty you know!” I thought to find relief if to others I would go. I worked with fervor both day and night To rid this guilty soul of it’s powerless flight. The law with its threatening burned deep in my soul, But the works I pursued only brought me more woe. I thought this work was not so bad. If I persevered, I would someday be glad. Christ and the law were my constant plea, But His grace and mercy I could not see. My accuser grew bolder, my conscience you see. Not realizing the devil was working in me. It was not the law that was my principle fight, But sin deep within that was causing this plight. The law with its threat powerfully worked with my sin. My body grew weak and my will would not bend. I lay in my bed unable to speak; I thought I’d try to fall fast asleep. If I could stop thinking I might find a way, But thinking and eating are my only stay. I thought sin and law were my greatest foe, But work for salvation was a greater woe. I went so far down, I had nothing to plea. Only Christ is the answer to set my soul free. He died in my place to free me from sin. Grace and the law are now my best friends. The law with its threatening is gracious you see. I see my precious Savior punished for me. Most men seek salvation through all the wrong things, But Christ is the Savior on which you can cling. O Sovereign God, O Gracious Father! Your salvation is free, you are the potter! O precious blood, O love divine Come Holy Spirit and show me He’s mine!               Take Up Your Cross I’m down in this dungeon of sin and shame. Shouting, I am the one! I am the one! The Spirit is near, His presence I feel, he whispers softly, Be still my son. Be still my son. My soul with its sin has lingered in shame, I say O, how long? O, how long? My heart is hard, I search for His face. Don’t make me wait! Don’t make me wait! His look pierces my soul with His glory so bright, Beaming, I took your place! I took your place! It’s late at night here on my bed. With tears in my eyes I cry, Have mercy on me! Have mercy on me! His Spirit is sweet, He’s speaking to me.. Jesus you need! Jesus you need! O, wonderful love! O, priceless blood! I say to myself, Just cling to the cross! Just cling to the cross! My Savior draws near. His two natures are there .With His word in my heart. He whispers to me. You’ll suffer loss. You’ll suffer loss. So take up your cross. Just take up your cross. Love Poetry « Reply #13 on: February 19, 2005, 11:59:40 AM » Quote Modify Remove God’s Rainbow of Love The mind  is like a rainbow of colors. The thoughts of it go from one to another. It perceives thoughts one by one, But is blinded to the place from which they come. Sin is like a storm that rises in the day, To cover its colors and send  its thoughts in array. The soul is in awe of all the minds colors, But sin rumbles in and sends them to another. Its thoughts held captive to that earth sent angel. The colors all muted its thoughts entangled. A storm day and night to hide its rays. Is a ploy of Satan to destroy it one day. The winds of the Spirit blow in from above, To open the rainbow and shine forth Gods love. A mind with new life is a glorious light. The Spirit of which has ended sins might. With colors renewed, it’s the minds glorious sight. A sign that the Lord has become its delight. The throne of God, like the brightest rainbow of colors, Shines down pure thoughts allied to no other. It’s the mind of Christ, loves purest light. Shines red then white, His heavenly abode, our future flight. To soar up above past the rainbow of lights, And bow before His throne will be its highest delight. O Light of the Glorious God, O light of the Eternal one My minds Ruby of Love, Christ Jesus His Son. Tom 0 Lord of Light 0 Lord of Light, we look to you. Your love comes forth so strong and true. Come, Holy Spirit, like heavenly dew, And fill our hearts, with Your love anew. O how long, O Heavenly Redeemer? How long, O Spirit Divine? Revive us once again! Revive us once again! So that your people may rejoice in Him. The light around me is so dim. My sin, my heart seems dark within. O Lord of Light, I look to You. My sinful heart You will renew. Come Holy Spirit! Come Heavenly Dove! And fill our hearts anew. Revive us once again! Revive us once again! So that Your people may rejoice in Him. Your forgiveness is for those who wait. Your life You gave for sin You hate. O Lord of Light, we look to You. May Your Spirit search our hearts anew? Love Poetry « Reply #21 on: March 19, 2005, 08:05:43 AM » Quote Modify Remove Our God Who Sits Enthroned Above Our God who sits enthroned above, And stoops to look on those He loves. We meditate with heaven in mind, Enraptured with wonder outside of time. O Sovereign God! O  Lord Most High! We kneel before Thy holy throne. We cry, Abba, Father!  We adore Thee! Our prayers are weak, Your Spirit so strong. You help us to have a heavenly song. The river, that flows down from Your throne, Is the Spirit of Wonder Who makes You known. We drink of the water of Your Spirit Divine. He’s come from heaven enlightening our minds. So we can know of our Fathers heavenly love, And be taken one day to our home above       Re: Love Poetry « Reply #33 on: January 23, 2008, 10:51:38 AM » Quote Quote from: mybigGod on January 21, 2008, 09:58:13 PM My wife As I gaze into her eyes i am drawn into her world A youthful desire of sweet contemplation All of my cares get lost in her gaze Quietly i long to remain under her spell Drawn out of time, lost in her eyes I breathe unending sweet longings wow that reads like I felt when I first saw my wife Sweet memories of my wife Loathing around in time with unfulfilled desires Lost from the world of breath taking sweet calmness Her looks of innocence long remembered Make my despairs a happy endurance Lost in her eyes , a spell to endure Sweet longings console this love sick heart Love Poetry « Reply #29 on: May 13, 2007, 04:14:10 PM » Quote Modify Remove Bright light of eternal glory shines into depths of mens souls Inward pangs of sins tempest darken the flashes of hope. Yea , all of mankind are a driven in this sea to struggle ,tossed by the waves of fear, Nay, in the tumultuous ocean, glimmering lights can ne'er stay afloat. The wayfaring Dove , calms the fear of the storms tempest Eyes in the distance the horizon of Gods unmeasurable love Heavens consolations shine bright lights into the souls tempest Held beneath the storms tempest, escapes on the wings of the Dove. Love Poetry « Reply #21 on: March 19, 2005, 08:05:43 AM » Quote Modify Remove Our God Who Sits Enthroned Above Our God who sits enthroned above, And stoops to look on those He loves. We meditate with heaven in mind, Enraptured with wonder outside of time. O Sovereign God! O  Lord Most High! We kneel before Thy holy throne. We cry, Abba, Father!  We adore Thee! Our prayers are weak, Your Spirit so strong. You help us to have a heavenly song. The river, that flows down from Your throne, Is the Spirit of Wonder Who makes You known. We drink of the water of Your Spirit Divine. He’s come from heaven enlightening our minds. So we can know of our Fathers heavenly love, And be taken one day to our home above       « Last Edit: February 13, 2008, 11:53:15 PM by mybigGod » Report to moderator   67.8.167.74 "The Psalms put everything that is in all the Bible most beautifully and briefly, and is made an Enchiridion, or handbook, so that I have a notion that the Holy Ghost wanted to take the trouble to compile a short Bible and example-book of all Christendom, or of all saints." Luther Joker Hero Member Posts: 5917 The End is Near Re: Love Poetry « Reply #32 on: January 23, 2008, 08:21:05 AM » Quote That's beautiful, MBG.    Report to moderator   Logged ουτως γαρ ηγαπησεν ο θεος τον κοσμον οστε τον υιον αυτου τον μονογενη εδωκεν ινα πας ο πιστευων εις αυτον μη αποληται αλλ εχη ζωην αιωνιον klab Hero Member Posts: 10411 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #33 on: January 23, 2008, 10:51:38 AM » Quote Quote from: mybigGod on January 21, 2008, 09:58:13 PM My wife As I gaze into her eyes i am drawn into her world A youthful desire of sweet contemplation All of my cares get lost in her gaze Quietly i long to remain under her spell Drawn out of time, lost in her eyes I breathe unending sweet longings wow that reads like I felt when I first saw my wife http://www.spumc.org/ mybigGod Hero Member Posts: 10886 Re: Love Poetry « Reply #35 on: January 26, 2008, 08:58:01 AM » Quote Modify Remove Sweet memories of my wife Loathing around in time with unfulfilled desires Lost from the world of breath taking sweet calmness Her looks of innocence long remembered Make my despairs a happy endurance Lost in her eyes , a spell to endure Sweet longings console this love sick heart Bright light of eternal glory shines into depths of mens souls Inward pangs of sins tempest darken the flashes of hope. Yea , all of mankind are a driven in this sea to struggle ,tossed by the waves of fear, Nay, in the tumultuous ocean, glimmering lights can ne'er stay afloat. The wayfaring Dove , calms the fear of the storms tempest Eyes in the distance the horizon of Gods immeasurable love Heavens consolations shine bright lights into the souls tempest Held beneath the storms tempest, escapes on the wings of the Dove.