Death

I'm surrounded by the dead and dying.

I see those who have strayed from the way, doing their own thing. Swimming in sin and rebellion trying to drown out the wounds of their hearts. I see many who blame the parents of the rebellious saying, "If only..." I see the 'good people' in the world looking down on them with saddened faces but not doing a thing about their hearts or situations.


I see the grip of death coming over the rebellious ones.
I see captivity.
I see them drowning.
I see the snare that will not let them go.





My heart breaks for them. I weep for them.


I see those comfortable in their claimed seats on Sunday. I see those whose hearts are hardened against others who keep 'breaking the law.' I see that they pride themselves in their outward beauty but on the inside are secretly rotting and decaying. I see that they honestly have no desire for you & they don't feel much shame..."..its just a season.." they say. That may be true... but it looks like death. And I see that the parents and those around them don't see a problem. At least they're not getting into trouble. "Obviously I did a great job raising them."

My heart breaks for them. I weep for them.


So I see our Church as a fire that's dead, the flame is gone the ashes are cold and the smoke only rises to signify there was once life.
And yet I'm compelled to sing, "Oh Death, where is your sting!"



There is yet hope, He has risen.




"I know your works, that you have a name that you are alive, but you are dead. Be watchful, and strengthen the things which remain, that are ready to die, for I have not found your works perfect before God. Remember therefore how you have received and heard; hold fast and repent. Therefore if you will not watch, I will come upon you as a thief, and you will not know what hour I will come upon you. You have a few names even in Sardis who have not defiled their garments; and they shall walk with Me in white, for they are worthy. [There is a remnant!!] He who overcomes shall be clothed in white garments, and I will not blot out his name from the Book of Life; but I will confess his name before My Father and before His angels. He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches."


It's kinda a big deal.