Pardon the Pun – Laodicean Chruch
Last of “OUR” Days to see’um coming. What can we say? First thing would “BE” to tell the truth. Yes it is true, the last is first and here we are. The past is gone and there’s no more time to harvest. The first is last to see how You wish we wouldn’t make You puke.
Stale, stagnant, sham neither, either hot nor cold, because of lukewarm putrid taste, good for nothing, spit right out of these end times, bragging “How rich I am”, pitifully unholy, unclean, blind barefoot beggars we are naked and homeless.
Here’s the Word – Hire golden vessels who’ve been through hot water to test their faith. They’ll show you what it means to “BE” really rich. Put on Heaven designed white washed suits that have been through the cleaners is what is needed to cover these embarrassing “earthsuits” exposed enough to see we got “OUR” medicine from You so we can really see us for who we are.
It is You who really love us, call us to account, push and nudge us to “BE” all You created us to “BE”. So What – Now What? Up, up, up on “OUR” feet to stand at attention, about face, we march right after You “OUR” Father! We can see You knocking us on “OUR” thick skulls to make sense out of what in the world is going on.
We hear You! We’re open to Your coming right-in-us to “BE” seated with us at Your head table. We are more than conquerors, just like You, having conquered death, given us a place of honor “BE” side “OUR” Father with You Lord.
Wake up and listen to that still whispering voice who wants us to hear what He is saying.