Friday, July 2, 2021

A Light-Matter (of Grave Import)

Below is a story of someone who came to
our very stomping grounds centuries ago to
light the world!
His commitment challenges us to a 
hold our own lights a little higher!!


From this Book-

Sometimes when those we dearly love devastate us with blatantly, 
unrepentant, sinful choices
it makes us examine how or if we have been lighting the world
or hiding it under a bushel of busyness, selfishness and distraction!

Go light your world
And fight love’s war
With kind humility
This is the day
Made by the Lord
Then lent to you and me

Go, light your world
With truth and grace
Of God’s unchanging Word
For who knows who
Is next to face
Death’s sickle undeterred

Pray for faith’s
Saving miracle
Where the drum-roll of doom
Is drowned out by
Hell’s carnival
While Judgment’s verdicts loom

A spark pierces
The deepest night
Then lift your Beacon high
For who knows who
Will see the light
That readies them to die
 
Go light your world
Proceed with prayer
And confidence in this;
No matter who, what,
When or where
God keeps his promises

© Janet Martin

Matt. 5:14-16
“You are the light of the world. 
A city that is set on a hill cannot be hidden. 
Nor do they light a lamp and put it under a basket, 
but on a lampstand, 
and it gives light to all who are in the house.
 Let your light so shine before men, 
that they may see your good works 
and glorify your Father in heaven.





Thursday, July 1, 2021

Oh, True North, How Long Will You Be Strong and Free


I can't help but shed a tear as I listen to our glorious, national anthem...
The Canada this song was written for is still geographically accurate
but the people, oh, it's the people that make a country, 
not the dirt we stand on...

Another great rendition of our national anthem!




I love Canada, and thankfully, we still enjoy many freedoms
however, I cannot glaze with praise that which is not praise-worthy...

Oh, True North strong and free
I mourn for you today
Are stripping ‘free’ away

Our home and native land
Poised on a precipice
Is scorned, ignored, dismissed

Our national anthem
Tweaked to please man, not God
Our House of Commons, prayer-devoid
Our leadership, a fraud

Grand worship-cathedrals
Deserted now for dreams
That disregard man’s Source of Strength
That binds a country’s seams

Oh Canada, you are
Hearts that once glowed with pride
You are the land for which so many
Sons and daughters died

And now some dare to think
(Wise in their own conceit)
That History’s permanent ink
They somehow can delete

...where ignorance is god
And atheism lord
And debt, a noose of corruption
Nobody can afford

Oh, True North Strong and Free
I mourn for you today
Because your/our strength and freedoms
Are being stripped away

© Janet Martin

Truth (and history) are indestructible
no matter what man destroys!
March on, Christian soldier/soul-dier

if my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves 
and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, 
then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin 
and will heal their land.


Psalm 60:2
You have shaken the land and torn it open. 
Heal its fractures, for it is quaking.

James 4:10
Humble yourselves before the Lord, and He will exalt you.

Keep old books, find them, protect them
 because the info on the internet is censored and unreliable
at the discretion of darkened understanding!



Above all keep This Book front and foremost!


Our country is in the state we are in because this book of Everlasting Truth
God's Word, is no longer front and foremost in our homes!
Strong faith = strong families 
strong families= strong homes 
strong homes= strong country!

My heart bursts with concern for the country these  precious tots
are growing up in!!!







Star-Trek


The pulpit from which the sermons through
my childhood were preached is tattooed with echoes of this verse (among others)
2 Pet.1:10
Wherefore the rather, brethren, 
give diligence to make your calling and election sure:
as Ira Brubacher's passionate cautions reverberated through the building
(and which I thought, back then, were quite repetitive)
but now begin to understand his pleading 
often accentuated with a somber, softened 'ye-e-e-s! y-e-e-e-s!
Because no one can afford not to make their calling and election sure!
No one can afford eternity 
without hope, without light, without goodness, without God



Our journey through the stars to God
Is traveled on earth’s blip of sod
A myriad of highs and lows
Until the sacred curtain close
When beyond the shortfall of sight
The mystery of Soul takes flight
Whether a feather or a bird
The flight of Soul is undeterred
Untethered in that final breath
To the un-brevity of death
Whether we believe or deny
The Soul will prove God does not lie
Where time is but the toll we trod
On soul-journeys through stars to God

© Janet Martin

Wednesday, June 30, 2021

Sucker-Punch Eye-openers (or The Grief of Unbelief)

A message worth the little while it takes to hear it!



This link below is also worth the click:
 Flying Blind- Franklin Graham

Hebrews 10:29
Of how much worse punishment, do you suppose,
will he be thought worthy who has trampled the Son of God underfoot,
 counted the blood of the covenant by which he was sanctified a common thing, 
and insulted the Spirit of grace?

Sometimes life deals a sucker-punch to our
utter heart and soul and love is grieved beyond words!

Sometimes those sucker-punches turn out to be shocking eye-openers
(and knee-benders and head-bow-ers)

Sometimes it seems to take a sucker-punch to wake/shake us up!

Sometimes we just don't want to believe that 'they' don't believe!!
The practice of disobedience speaks like writing on the wall 
regardless of what 'they' may say.

The Grief of Unbelief
Kinda like part 2 to this morning's post'


They mock the straight and narrow
They scorn the black and white
The spit into the face of grace;
The Way, the Truth and Life

They grieve the Holy Spirit
And trample underfoot
The Son of God; they profane Mercy's
Covenant of blood 

They treat as something common
Salvation's Cornerstone
As if they have no One to fear
Before the Judgement throne 

They do not seem to grasp
Death and hell's hopeless fate
And that dread day of reckoning
When it will be too late

Lord, hear our pleading prayer
Where cold, bold unbelief 
Is like a cruel sucker-punch
That breaks love's heart with grief

How much more You must weep
To know what waits for they
Who once confessed and professed faith
Who knew, then turned away

Janet Martin

1 John 1:9
If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just 
and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.


 

The Bedrock of Belief, Or Not



2 Tim.1:12
For this reason I also suffer these things; 
nevertheless I am not ashamed,
 for I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that He is able 
to keep what I have committed to Him until that Day.

Matt.7:21 NIV
“Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven,
but only the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven.

Heb.3:18-19
And to whom did He swear that they would never enter His rest?
Was it not to those who disobeyed?

Whoever believes in Him is not condemned,
but whoever does not believe has already been condemned,
because he has not believed in the name of God's one and only Son.

Romans 12:3
For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: 
Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, 
but rather think of yourself with sober judgment,
 in accordance with the faith God has distributed to each of you.



Matt 7:7
Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find;
knock and the door will be opened to you.



The bedrock of Belief, or not
Is the chief Cornerstone of thought
Belief is more than a mere nod
To accede existence of God
Where voice of choice cannot long hide
God either adored or denied

The bedrock of belief or not
Is confirmed by response to Ought
Rebellion or obedience
Prove who we serve and reverence
Either the Name above all names
Or Shame’s shameless and brazen claims

The bedrock of belief or not
Is more than a set of truths taught
These truths become love’s vow fulfilled
Proven by where and how we build
With treasure here or gathered up
Where moth and rust cannot corrupt

The bedrock of belief or not
Is either shifting sand or Rock
Graver than anything can be
For it impacts eternity
And is sacred above all else
For soul outlives this Splash of Self

We ought to give most earnest heed
To I AM’s righteousness decreed
Before Reckoning and Reward
When all confess that He is Lord
As we receive what we begot
On Bedrock of Belief, or not

© Janet Martin


So this is what the Lord GOD says:
 "See, I lay a stone in Zion, a tested stone, 
a precious cornerstone, a sure foundation;
 the one who believes will never be shaken.

He that believeth and is baptized shall be saved;
 but he that believeth not shall be damned.

He that believeth on the Son hath everlasting life:
 and he that believeth not the Son shall not see life; 
but the wrath of God abideth on him.

Tuesday, June 29, 2021

Thou Fairest Bower Of Them All...

 Because I have a photo for almost every line it was hard to choose just a few...


Thou winsome, wonderworld of gnomes
Of fairy-hunts ‘neath mushroom domes...


Of woman, always girl at heart
And girl awed at Creator’s art...


Of buds that burst...


...with perfect pink


Of cloud-piers immersed in God’s ink...



Thou that didst heap upon our hearts
The joy that only June imparts
Thou that didst drench the dell with blooms
And turn backyards to living-rooms
And probe the planted seed to birth
Where hints of heaven deck the earth
As thou didst overflow our gaze
With nature’s myriad of praise

Thou, belle of beauty and delight
That doth our dearest dreams recite
That never holds summer at bay
But flings ajar its hip-hooray
With copious color-pizzazz
A symphony of petal-jazz
With bowls we skim thy verdant sheaf
Of buttercrunch and spinach leaf

Thou winsome, wonderworld of gnomes
Of fairy-hunts ‘neath mushroom domes
Of woman, always girl at heart
And girl awed at Creator’s art
Of buds that burst with perfect pink
Of cloud-piers immersed in God’s ink
Of picnics packed on sudden whim
Of dusk, reluctant to grow dim

Thou fairest bower of them all
Thou flower-fragrant festival
A sun and shadow rendezvous
Of greenest green and bluest blue
Of longest day that slips away
Too fast to casts of yesterday
Thou dost spill with such subtle ease
Thy breathless thrill to memories

© Janet Martin

A symphony of petal-jazz...






With bowls we skim thy verdant sheaf
Of buttercrunch and spinach leaf...




There Will Be Hell To Pay...

There is a lot of focus on 'fun' these days...
Hellfire sermons are not fun,
nor are hellfire poems.
Hell is no laughing matter 
but as surely as there is a Heaven., 
there is a hell!!!

Sometimes something happens to remind us, 
as just as physical check-ups are wise/vital
so too are spiritual checkups!

To the pure, all things are pure, 
but to those who are corrupted and do not believe, nothing is pure. 
In fact, both their minds and consciences are corrupted.
They profess to know God, but by their actions they deny Him.
They are detestable, disobedient, and unfit for any good deed.

1 Cor.6:9
Or do you not know that wrongdoers will not inherit the kingdom of God?
 Do not be deceived: Neither the sexually immoral nor idolaters 
nor adulterers nor men who have sex with men...

Rom.1:24-25
Therefore God gave them over in the sinful desires of their hearts to sexual impurity
for the degrading of their bodies with one another.
They exchanged the truth about God for a lie,
and worshiped and served created things rather than the Creator—
who is forever praised.
Amen.

1 John 2:3
Now by this we know that we know Him, if we keep His commandments.
4He who says, “I know Him,” and does not keep His commandments,
is a liar, and the truth is not in him.
5But whoever keeps His word, truly the love of God [a]is perfected in him.
By this we know that we are in Him.
6He who says he abides in Him ought himself also to walk just as He walked.

1 Tim.1:8-11
We know that the law is good if one uses it properly.
9We also know that the law is made not for the righteous
but for lawbreakers and rebels, the ungodly and sinful, the unholy and irreligious,
for those who kill their fathers or mothers, for murderers,
10for the sexually immoral, for those practicing homosexuality,
for slave traders and liars and perjurers—
and for whatever else is contrary to the sound doctrine
11that conforms to the gospel concerning the glory of the blessed God,
which he entrusted to me.

Rev.21:8
But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the murderers, 
the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, the idolaters and all liars—
they will be consigned to the fiery lake of burning sulfur. 
This is the second death.”




There will be hell to pay
For all whose works deny
The God of earth and heaven and
Turn truth into a lie

There will be hell to pay 
For all they who approve
The disobedience of they
Who dare to call it love

There will be hell to pay
For lovers of the world
After Time's wink is done away
And judgement is unfurled

There will be hell to pay
God is not mocked; His truth
Will save. remember him today
In the days of your youth

Before your heart turns hard
Before death's dreadful day
When disobedience is judged
There will be hell to pay

Janet Martin

Eccles.12:1
Remember your Creator in the days of your youth, 
before the days of trouble come and the years approach when you will say,
 “I find no pleasure in them"—

Monday, June 28, 2021

Heart-sick

From The Dying Thief- Charles H. Spurgeon
The fact is, there is nothing so good but men can pervert it into evil, if they have evil hearts: 
the justice of God is made a motive for despair, and his mercy an argument for sin. 
Wicked men will drown themselves in the rivers of truth as readily as in the pools of error. 
He that has a mind to destroy himself can choke his soul with the Bread of life, 
or dash himself in pieces against the Rock of ages. 
There is no doctrine of the grace of God so gracious 
that graceless men may not turn it into licentiousness.




Sometimes the heart gets sick
The evils of this world
Can cruelly cut us to the quick
So shamelessly unfurled

Debauchery and greed
Pay no heed to the cost
But dark and dangerously feed
On lost leading the lost

The troubles that we face
Would crush and overthrow
But for the fountain of God’s grace
That washes white as snow

Beware of the soul’s foe
The craft of finite pow’r
Who seeks while roaming to and fro
All who he can devour

Dear soul, be on thy guard
Take up thy Spirit-sword
Lest, by a lie you should discard
The armour of the Lord

Lest, by sin’s sleight of hand
We lose sight of the Prize
Without God’s armour, who can stand
Against satan’s disguise

Sometimes, the heart is sick
Of evil’s hellish sway
Oh God, when life cuts to the quick
Hear the tears that we pray

...and let Belief's increase
Be more than idle talk
Lest faith is shattered piece by piece
Against the Solid Rock

© Janet Martin

Psalm 62:1-2

Truly my soul finds rest in God;
    my salvation comes from him.

Truly he is my rock and my salvation;

    he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.