Behold the Man

So Jesus came out, wearing the crown of thorns and the purple robe. Pilate said to them, “Behold the man!”  - (John 19:5 ESV)

Animosity builds to an atrocity

That leads to amnesty for bandits

While exposing religious hypocrisy

A philosophy of demons

Justifying the reason

To ridicule the Creator

And falsely accuse him of treason

 

Covered in humility

Stripped now of his dignity

Unbeknownst to the world

That within him is all divinity

Public enemy No. 1

Blasphemy to blasphemers

Because he came to seek and save the lost

Not self-righteous deceivers

 

Behold the man…

 

Paraded around as a delusional fool

The very King of the world

Used as a political tool

Justifying the guilty

Through an unrighteous execution

So that the accusations of Satan

Would never bring them to ruin

 

The Lamb of God

Who though he was slain

Would resurrect the temple in three days

So it would forever remain

All those he claims

Are now without blemish or stain

So even when brought low

They too shall rise again

 

Numbered with the transgressors

So that we become confessors –

Witnesses to his craft

Escaping the cup of wrath

That he drank on our behalf

 

Behold the feet

Behold the hands

Behold the man

Who gives pardon to the damned

 

Amen.

 

The next day he saw Jesus coming toward him, and said, “Behold, the Lamb of God, who takes away the sin of the world!  - (John 1:29 ESV)

 

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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Dog Days

 

Like a dog that returns to his vomit
 is a fool who repeats his folly.
 - (Proverbs 26:11 ESV)

 

Every dog has its day…

But that doesn’t mean

That every dog gets its own way

Or has the last say

The last word doesn’t belong

To the one who barks loudest or longest

No – the Final Word lives on

And is heard on its own accord

 

So while we woof and wail

And feign to bite

The Word sinks in deep - 

Takes the fight

And draws it out of us

Incapacitates -

Regenerates and devastates at will…

While we’re asking, “What would Jesus Do?”

Wrong question…

Ever wonder who would Jesus kill?

Even better still

Am I willing to die for his cause?

(You need to take pause with the query

Or the meaning gets lost)

 

As we chase every passing car

That comes along

Getting too brave for our own good

And fail to identify

What’s too big to handle

Until a blaring symphony of horns

Becomes our swan song…

 

My friends, we aren’t made

For howling at the moon

We were made to seek justice

And warn of the wrath to come

In a long, dog day afternoon

 

 

 

 

For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart. And no creature is hidden from his sight, but all are naked and exposed to the eyes of him to whom we must give account.
- (Hebrews 4:12-13 ESV)

 

 

They promise them freedom, but they themselves are slaves of corruption. For whatever overcomes a person, to that he is enslaved. For if, after they have escaped the defilements of the world through the knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, they are again entangled in them and overcome, the last state has become worse for them than the first. For it would have been better for them never to have known the way of righteousness than after knowing it to turn back from the holy commandment delivered to them. What the true proverb says has happened to them: “The dog returns to its own vomit, and the sow, after washing herself, returns to wallow in the mire.”  - (2 Peter 2:19-22 ESV)

 

 

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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The Fugitive Mind

 In those days there was no king in Israel. Everyone did what was right in his own eyes.
- (Judges 21:25 ESV)

Our minds are pragmatic

No thinking about the actions

Doin’ things just to do 'em
Without worrying about the tactics

Consequence be damned –

Don’t wait for the repercussions

Because truth wasn’t your idea

Why bother with a discussion?

So shut up with your fussin’

And just listen as the gears turn

“There’s so much left to do…

We don’t got time

For all that stupid learnin’?!”

Views on morality

Now become a casualty

While the heart is ever more corrupted

In a spiritually poor society

Where our ten commandments are:

Lust…Power…Capital...
Oh, yeah...we threw out the other seven

Because they just weren’t that practical

It’s a simple enough equation

Do the math and add it up

When the mind is blown

The first thing gone is:

“What the hell is truly wrong with us?!”

We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ, being ready to punish every disobedience, when your obedience is complete.
- (2 Corinthians 10:5-6 ESV)

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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I AM

Then Moses said to God, “If I come to the people of Israel and say to them, ‘The God of your fathers has sent me to you,’ and they ask me, ‘What is his name?’ what shall I say to them?” God said to Moses, “I AM WHO I AM.” And he said, “Say this to the people of Israel, ‘I AM has sent me to you.’”  - Exodus 3:13-14 ESV

“I AM.”

No name given…

No need for an introduction

And “To be or not to be” is irrelevant to the discussion

Preexistence is preempted by His preeminence

So the possibility of extinction is nothing more than ridiculous

Absolute – Life in Him is unabbreviated

His grace and mercy are limitless and His wrath will go unmitigated

Almighty all over

Bruce and Evan, you’re fired

Trumped by the Invisible Infinite

So the myth of Father Time is retired

First person singular of being

Means that in Him we live and we move…

The very reason that we’re breathing

I AM what I AM

I AM, the Son of Man

I AM, the Spirit that gives life

And illuminates all understanding

Far beyond incredible

Forever indelible

His handiwork so legible

That even the rocks become intelligible

Thrice Holy means that every knee will be foldin’

And every mouth confesses His majesty

When our eyes finally behold Him

Sayin’ Holy, Holy, Holy is He

Who was, and is, and is to come

This self-revelation elicits my resignation:

I am a man of unclean lips…I am undone.

Then Jesus, knowing all that would happen to him, came forward and said to them, “Whom do you seek?” They answered him, “Jesus of Nazareth.” Jesus said to them, “I am he.” Judas, who betrayed him, was standing with them. When Jesus said to them, “I am he,” they drew back and fell to the ground.  - John 18:4-6 ESV

Soli Deo Gloria,
Shon

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Walking While Black (Death In a Florida Suburb)

This is 2012, not 1962
But you’d be hard pressed to believe that
After hearin’ what it’s come to;
Walking while black
Meets unwarranted frustrations
Masquerading as vigilance
And shaking us to the roots as a nation

Old wounds run deep
Hatred ain’t sacred – it sees no color
Having Obama in office,
You may think would make it calmer
But unless you’ve been asleep
You know that it’s still very possible
To die for being a “brotha”
Skittles in tote, talking to your girl
In the cool of a Florida day
Then an SUV pulls up hot
‘Cause you ain’t gettin’ away with it…no doubt
One to the chest
Young life, snuffed out…

Now, you don’t have to be in the ‘hood
To have your peace disturbed
This ain’t Compton or Dade County
This is straight outta the suburbs
You heard me?!
Justice system failin’ ‘em
Freed the guy for nailin’ ‘em
Showed a blatant disregard to protect and serve
And label the victim as the assailant
It feels like a long time since
The days of civil rights and Jim Crow
It seems a million miles away
But we still have a long way to go

By that, I mean it’s too easy to point to the past
And make “White America” hold the ledger
Hey, the first time I was called a “nigga”
It rolled off the tongue of a six year old Latina –
So I know better

This ain’t about black and white
This thing is life on life
Good v. Evil, and death stealin’ youth
Like a thief in the night
So if you feel like I do
And you’re lookin’ for a fight
Then turn your anger inward
And rage against the dying of the light
Fight the good fight
Don’t let your hearts grow dimmer
“Street Justice” accomplishes nothin’
(Just another coward pullin’ the trigger)
Believe me, there will come a day
When recompense is made
And God don’t sleep
So I rest assured in justice
Never holding on to hate
Love has gotta be stronger than our fear
That there’s no end in sight
So, even amidst the travesty
That we all now bemoan
I know that this too shall be made right


For Trayvon Martin.


"And he made from one man every nation of mankind to live on all the face of the earth, having determined allotted periods and the boundaries of their dwelling place..."  

- (Acts 17:26 ESV)

"Remember those who are in prison, as though in prison with them, and those who are mistreated, since you also are in the body."  - 

(Hebrews 13:3 ESV)

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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Devils & Politicians

I appeal to you, brothers, to watch out for those who cause divisions and create obstacles contrary to the doctrine that you have been taught; avoid them. For such persons do not serve our Lord Christ, but their own appetites, and by smooth talk and flattery they deceive the hearts of the naive.   - (Romans 16:17-18 ESV)

Dressed up in a three piece suit and tie

A straight-laced man

Tellin’ me boldfaced lies

Look right into the camera

And give ‘em a big smile

Draped in stars and bars

To hide a heart that’s blatantly foul

Pander to the people

Tell ‘em exactly why they need you

Add a “God Bless America”

And turn the White House

Into your cathedral

Every four years

It’s like a bad date

Love and trust don’t come quick enough

So you settle for rape

Tell us to take what you flaunt

You just take what you want

No need to check the reference

Just know there’ll be a problem if we don’t

Take your words as the Gospel

‘Cause Jesus will get hostile

If we fail to put our trust

In this self-proclaimed apostle

Paul, I find appealing

But you, I find appalling

As you disguise your ambition 
For power and position

In a cloak of divine calling

Mangle the hell out of the text

Add a cross for a neck piece

Trade a crown of thorns

For a crown worms

Another soul denied solace

By every word you speak

‘Cause you can always trust

The devils and politicians

To stone all of the prostitutes

And heap praise on the magicians

Slight of hand, rearranged

While eternity is at stake

This is the sign of darker days to come

And we’re nowhere close to being awake…

Beloved, although I was very eager to write to you about our common salvation, I found it necessary to write appealing to you to contend for the faith that was once for all delivered to the saints. For certain people have crept in unnoticed who long ago were designated for this condemnation, ungodly people, who pervert the grace of our God into sensuality and deny our only Master and Lord, Jesus Christ.  - (Jude 1:3-4 ESV)

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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Rightly Dividing: Augustine on the Christian Mind

Usually, even a non-Christian knows something about the earth, the heavens, and the other elements of this world, about the motion and orbit of the stars and even their size and relative positions, about the predictable eclipses of the sun and moon, the cycles of the years and the seasons, about the kinds of animals, shrubs, stones, and so forth, and this knowledge he hold to as being certain from reason and experience. Now, it is a disgraceful and dangerous thing for an infidel to hear a Christian, presumably giving the meaning of Holy Scripture, talking nonsense on these topics; and we should take all means to prevent such an embarrassing situation, in which people show up vast ignorance in a Christian and laugh it to scorn. The shame is not so much that an ignorant individual is derided, but that people outside the household of faith think our sacred writers held such opinions, and, to the great loss of those for whose salvation we toil, the writers of our Scripture are criticized and rejected as unlearned men.
If they find a Christian mistaken in a field which they themselves know well and hear him maintaining his foolish opinions about our books, how are they going to believe those books in matters concerning the resurrection of the dead, the hope of eternal life, and the kingdom of heaven, when they think their pages are full of falsehoods and on facts which they themselves have learnt from experience and the light of reason? Reckless and incompetent expounders of Holy Scripture bring untold trouble and sorrow on their wiser brethren when they are caught in one of their mischievous false opinions and are taken to task by those who are not bound by the authority of our sacred books. For then, to defend their utterly foolish and obviously untrue statements, they will try to call upon Holy Scripture for proof and even recite from memory many passages which they think support their position, although they understand neither what they say nor the things about which they make assertion.
— St. Augustine, De Genesi ad litteram (The Literal Meaning of Genesis) Vol 1 Ch 19

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Saved

Truly the hills are a delusion, the orgies on the mountains. Truly in the LORD our God is the salvation of Israel.
 - (Jeremiah 3:23 ESV)

 We’re a nation in search of salvation…

We all wanna be saved from somethin’
Some wanna be saved from guns and violence
Others, from the silence…
The absence of a voice that let’s them know
That there’s someone there… 

Hello...Does anybody care?
 No?
Okay. Cool…didn’t think so.
Then I’ll just keep lookin’
Puttin’ my hope
In anything but hope
‘Cause why buy into the lies
When I can buy dope?
It’s the only thing I know
That’ll never let me down
Get it?! That was a joke…
But seriously, who’s with me?

There’s a lot that I need to be saved from
And I know I’m not the only one
I could exorcise my demons and my waistline
And still be no closer to fine
My problem is divine
And I’m on a shifty diet
So, no matter how hard I work
The most I’ll get out of this is to die tryin’
Lyin’ to myself through all the infomercial banter…

Where do you go for the answers
When your pockets produce envy
But your body’s full of cancer?
Or your mom starts trippin’
Because your pops let out
And greenbacks got weak shoulders
So now you’re strapped for clout
Trapped on the track now
‘Cause your cheese won’t stick
Givin’ your body for bread
‘Cause you heard him say that “Love don’t fit”
It leaves you all kinds of pissed
When you can’t find your muse
‘Cause you ain’t really livin’
Until you’ve got nothin’ to lose

Come to grips with the facts:
This life ain’t yours – you don’t own it
And if you had any cards left to play
Well, your hand just folded
Creator trumps creation
That’s that biblical math
And hearts made of stone
Get turned into gravel
So you can go ahead and get mad

But know this…
There’s no anger that burns hotter than His
So if you’re buckin’, there’s no discussion
You’re just a goner – So what then?

Love God, hate sin
That’s the only solution
To get you dyin’ to live
Instead of livin’ the illusion
That all that flossin’ and big bossin’
Is gonna get you respect
The bill is too high, homie
And we’re forever in debt
Unless we accept it
And embrace the amazing grace of His son
Who was crushed to save us
Because He and the Father are one
It’s done! He’s won!

So go run and tell ‘em
That the block’s been secured
There’s no need for the sellin’
 And if they post up hard
Reachin’ for glocks and berettas
I’ll reach a finger to the sky
And spray ‘em with somethin’ better…

UN-Dead ‘em.

Soli Deo Gloria,
Shon

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What Defines You?

Humble Beast artist, Propaganda, speaking very honestly and culture hip hop and faith

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Still

Be still before the LORD and wait patiently for him; fret not yourself over the one who prospers in his way, over the man who carries out evil devices!

- (Psalm 37:7 ESV)

And he awoke and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, “Peace! Be still!” And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm.

- (Mark 4:39 ESV)

Still…

As the words pour from His mouth

Bring eternal life to the dead

And surety of death to the lifeless

Still…

Seated on His throne from on high

Righteous in judgment;

“King of Kings and Lord of Lords” on His thigh

Still…

Let the killers kill

Let the dealers deal

If you’re filthy, stay filthy

And if you’re righteous, be certain

Still…

Let the world be shocked and stunned

When the Kingdom comes

Put an end to sin and death

By the power of His tongue

Every knee bow at the return of the Son

The Righteousness of God –

The Holy risen One!

From his mouth comes a sharp sword with which to strike down the nations, and he will rule them with a rod of iron. He will tread the winepress of the fury of the wrath of God the Almighty. On his robe and on his thigh he has a name written, King of kings and Lord of lords.

- (Revelation 19:15-16 ESV)

And he said to me, “Do not seal up the words of the prophecy of this book, for the time is near. Let the evildoer still do evil, and the filthy still be filthy, and the righteous still do right, and the holy still be holy.”

“Behold, I am coming soon, bringing my recompense with me, to repay each one for what he has done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the first and the last, the beginning and the end.”

 - (Revelation 22:10-13 ESV)

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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Watchmen

But watch yourselves lest your hearts be weighed down with dissipation and drunkenness and cares of this life, and that day come upon you suddenly like a trap. For it will come upon all who dwell on the face of the whole earth. But stay awake at all times, praying that you may have strength to escape all these things that are going to take place, and to stand before the Son of Man.”  - (Luke 21:34-36 ESV)

It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood?!

Yeah right…don’t get me started

If you live here in this city of lights

You might say it’s ironic

Because so many love the darkness

So come and get your fill

In the carnival o’ carnage

Pitch black hearts hurling stones with no regard

With intent to do harm – the anger, the swarm

No prison can hold ‘em – gone is the calm

No need for a need to sound the alarm

Because the watchmen have been taken

In a hostage situation

With Stockholm syndrome, now they’ve forsaken their post

And everything they stood for on the day

That they first took the oath…

So instead of a ringing bell

Now it’s a running joke

Keep a close watch on yourself and on the teaching. Persist in this, for by so doing you will save both yourself and your hearers.

- (1 Timothy 4:16 ESV)

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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Black & Blue: Francis Grimke’ on the Afro-American Pulpit and Race Elevation

Hard to believe that this sermon is from around 1896...

What you will see below is an excerpt from the book, The Faithful Preacher. It is a sermon by an African-American minister, Francis Grimke’, where he deals with the issues that plague the African-American religious experience in terms of Christianity. Amazingly (as well as unfortunately), this message is extremely prophetic and timely. It appears as though the pastor’s warnings have gone largely unheeded by our community, with the rise various forms of religious ideologies that seem to have more traction in the present day climate of Christianity (i.e. Prosperity Gospel, Black Liberation Theology, etc.). I post this with the hope and prayer that all will be challenged and convicted by what they read here, regardless of color or status…

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon 

If we turn now and examine carefully the character of the ministrations of the Afro-American pulpit, its three leading characteristics will be found to be emotionalism, levity or frivolity, and a greed for money.

First, it is emotion. The aim seems to be to get up an excitement, to arouse the feelings, to create an audible outburst or emotion, or, in the popular phraseology, to get up a shout to make people “happy.” In many churches where this result is not realized, where the minister is unable by sheer force of lung power and strength of imagination to produce this state of commotion, he is looked upon as a failure. Even where there is an attempt to instruct, in the great majority of cases this idea is almost sure to assert itself and become the dominant one...

 The second characteristic of the Afro-American pulpit is levity, frivolity, a lack of seriousness. There is entirely too much place given to making fun, to joking, to exciting laughter. The minister too often becomes a jester, a buffoon, a clown. Thus all solemnity is destroyed, and the House of God in many cases becomes a mere playhouse for the entertainment or amusement of the people. This has become so prevalent in many of our churches that the people have come to expect it with the same regularity as they expect to hear preaching. If the minister after he has preached before closing does not make a fool of himself and set the people grinning, a sense of disappointment and incompleteness is felt. Again and again I have sat in churches and have been saddened and disgusted by what I have seen in this direction. And the most serious part of it all is that this levity comes at the very time when it is most baneful. If it came before preaching, it would not be quite so bad, though even then it would be a thing to be regretted. But coming as it does after the sermon, the effect is to entirely obliterate whatever good impression has been made and thus to defeat the very purpose for which the church has been organized. Sometimes I have said, what is the use of preaching—why not introduce the buffoon, the clown, at once, and when he is through bring the service to a close? 

The third characteristic of the Afro-American pulpit is a greed for money. Everything seems to be arranged with reference to the collection. The great objective point seems to be to reach the pocketbooks of the people. Here is where the greatest amount of interest is manifested; here is where there is the greatest concentration of energy. However tame the services may be up to this point, here everybody seems to wake up, and new life seems to be infused into everything, as if to say, “Now is the time when the real business for which we have met will begin.” There is no harm, of course, in raising money. The church cannot get along without it. Its just debts must be paid; its obligations must be met. The complaint is not against raising money but against the abuse of this, against the undue prominence that is given to it in the Afro-American pulpit. It overshadows every other interest. The ability to raise money is more highly esteemed than the ability to preach the Word effectively. The greatest financier, the most successful money gatherer, receives the best place and is most highly esteemed by those in authority. The result is, the church is rapidly becoming a mere institution for raising money, with preaching, singing, and praying being only incidental, and the ministry is rapidly degenerating into a mere agency for begging. The perceived problem is not how to elevate the people, how to bring them into the Kingdom of Christ, how to save them from their sins and sanctify them, but how to get their money.

A ministry whose chief characteristics are emotionalism, frivolity, and greed for money is not a ministry to inspire hope and is not a source of strength but of weakness. And this is the charge I make against the Afro-American pulpit today. It is not living up to its opportunities; it is not doing the work that it ought to do. It is not putting the emphasis where it ought to be put. It is frittering away its energies upon things of minor importance, to the neglect of those things that are fundamental and without which we cannot hope for any permanent prosperity. And this is why as a people we have made so little progress morally. The fault is due very largely to the character of our pulpit ministrations. If there had been less effort made at emotional effects and less jesting and less prominence given to finances and more time and attention given to the great fundamental principles of religion and morality (the bedrock upon which character is built) and to the patient, painstaking instruction of the people in the practical duties of life, the outlook would be very much brighter than it is today. The moral plane upon which the masses of our people move is confessedly not very high and in view of their past antecedents could not be expected to be high. But if they had had the proper kind of instruction from the pulpit, there is every reason to believe that they would stand very much higher today than they do. The thing most to be deplored in our condition today is not our poverty, nor our ignorance, but our moral deficiencies, and for these deficiencies the Afro-American pulpit is in a very large measure responsible. The very fact that our people have had a long schooling in slavery, the tendency of which has been to blunt the moral sensibilities and to degrade the whole moral nature, makes it all the more important that special attention should be given to their development in this direction and renders the character of much of our pulpit ministration all the more reprehensible.

In palliation of this it has been said, I know, that the people prefer the noise and excitement that come from ranting and bluster. There may be some truth in this, but the mission of the pulpit is not to cater to the vitiated tastes of the people and is not to give them what they want but what they ought to have—to lift up a standard for them, to set before them right and wrong, whether it accords with their tastes or not. The plea that the people prefer a certain thing can never be an excuse or justification for giving them that thing unless it is good in itself, unless it would be beneficial to them. The problem that the Afro-American pulpit has to solve is not what will be most congenial to the people but what will be most helpful to them; not what kind of preaching they like best but what kind of preaching will be the most effective in developing in them a true manhood and womanhood, in making them good fathers and mothers, good husbands and wives, good citizens and neighbors, what kind of preaching will yield the largest returns in purity, honesty, sobriety, sweetness, gentleness. And the pulpit that has the wisdom to answer this question intelligently and the courage to act out its convictions is the pulpit that we need and that we must have if “on steppingstones of our dead selves” we are “to rise to higher things” [Booker T. Washington].

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Not the Gospel

 "So faith comes from hearing, and hearing through the word of Christ."  - Romans 10:14-17 ESV

What I’m about to say may make you hostile

We may even part ways on bad terms after, but here goes…

YOU ARE NOT THE GOSPEL.

There. I said it.

And even if you get mad, I still don’t regret it.

You know why? Because…

YOU ARE NOT THE GOSPEL.

In no way, shape, form, or fashion –

Your testimony may be impressive, homie

But it doesn’t mean much when we don’t come from the same background

Because…

YOU ARE NOT THE GOSPEL.

It’s not the songs you sing or how many you can bring to church

Or even the logos on your t-shirts

And I know by now you wanna hurt me, but it’s true…

YOU ARE NOT THE GOSPEL.

I don’t know how else to say it.

Sure, you love Jesus and you’re unashamed to say so

Well if that’s the case, then you need to stop hidin’ behind YOU and let it go

Because…

YOU ARE NOT THE GOSPEL.

And while we’re on the subject, neither are your political views

It doesn’t matter that you vote “conservative” in every election

Or how you interpret the evening news

My dude...

YOU ARE NOT THE GOSPEL

So let’s review…

Not me, not you, not Sproul, Piper, Calvin, Wesley, Arminius

Or, dare I say, Luther

And just in case you’re wondering, I’m pretty sure they’d all agree with me too…

YOU ARE NOT THE GOSPEL.

Or at this point, maybe I should say “we”

Because none of us had anything to do with hangin’ from a tree

Except for the fact that we are the cause of it

It’s not what we’re about

But what we should proclaim with our mouths

With no fear…Let ‘em hear it

Good news. THE GOSPEL IS…

GOD

Seeing mankind in his fallen state

And saving him from the punishment due

By sending His own son to take their place

GOD

While we were still at odds (enemies, to be exact)

Doing the best thing that could’ve ever happened

To save us from something worse than we could ever imagine

GOD

Father, Son and Spirit in eternity past

Making within Himself a covenant

To ensure that it would come to past

GOD

Knowing that the Devil wanted us dead

He sent the Son of Man to put a boot to his head

And crush him

GOD

Allowing the Son to be bruised

So that He could raise him three days later

Now those who believe are safe in Him, never refused

You see, there’s no need for any extra

It doesn’t need anything added to it

And doesn’t need your life to make up the Et cetera, Et cetera

We are nothing more than beggars, messengers and recipients

So the only thing left for us to do is to just believe and repent.

“For while we were still weak, at the right time, Christ died for the ungodly.”

Does this have anything to do with what you’ve done? Hardly.

Because…

 YOU ARE NOT THE GOSPEL

"The times of ignorance God overlooked, but now he commands all people everywhere to repent, because he has fixed a day on which he will judge the world in righteousness by a man whom he has appointed; and of this he has given assurance to all by raising him from the dead."  - Acts 17:22-34 ESV

Soli Deo Gloria,

Shon

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