Of Wily Want...

...and every spirit that does not confess Jesus is not from God. 

This is the spirit of the antichrist, which you have heard is coming, 

and is already in the world at this time.

You, little children, are from God and have overcome them,  

because greater is He who is in you than he who is in the world. 

They are of the world. 

That is why they speak from the world’s perspective,
and the world listens to them.…

1 John 4:3-5 

I planned to peg a quickie today but it seemed another Hand kept pushing mine!

I'm over-whelmed with concern sometimes when I think about the world

 our precious, precious 'littles' are growing up in...

People teaching lies (with an eternal impact) that they believe are truth; 

Trying to teach youngsters not to lie, with a lie!

Why? Some have perhaps never been taught the Truth  

or perhaps exchanged the truth for a lie.

 

Sometimes I feel a sad sort of sympathy

 for country-leaders who seem unaware of what they do not know...

'cause maybe they only know what their daddies taught them!

As long as Bibles stay closed how is anyone armed with Truth?!

Without God's Word in our heart how do we battle the Tempter, full of lies?

What a wily Want, temptation

Fills the mind with silky sigh

Where thought’s wild imagination

Tricks the heart into a lie

Ignorance is like a cancer

Feeding on Moral Decay

Looking for another answer

Rather than the One True Way

Sad, the bane that follows after

The Deceiver does not care

Not in vain his heinous laughter

Sets a sugar-coated snare

Distraction is like pink frosting

Disguising death’s poisoned bite

Sample craves sample, thus costing

Loss of Wholesome Appetite

Without Truth, love has no basis

Wisdom cries loud in the street

While the seeker of it chases

Hope, like rolling tumbleweed

Evil, like a roaring lion

Wanders the earth to and fro

Seeking who he may devour

Luring victims with The Show

What a wily, heartless hunter

After he is satisfied

Leaves his prey with howling hunger

In the street where wisdom cried

Run! Death’s cold, cunning tormentor

Tests the best of you and I

Robed as an angel, the Tempter

Tricks the heart into a lie

Run to One who never falters

He, the Way, The Truth and Life

Beams His Light into heart-altars

Heaped with ashes of Want’s strife

© Janet Martin

 Oh, that you would rend the heavens and come down,
    that the mountains would tremble before you!

 As when fire sets twigs ablaze
    and causes water to boil,
come down to make your name known to your enemies
    and cause the nations to quake before you! 

 For when you did awesome things that we did not expect,
    you came down, and the mountains trembled before you. 

 Since ancient times no one has heard,
    no ear has perceived,
no eye has seen any God besides you,
    who acts on behalf of those who wait for him.

Isa.64:1-4