He heals my broken heart

“He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.” – Psalm 147:3

Nothing is capable of conveying the craving of my soul more than this passage of scripture.

Stygian darkness surrounds me, as though I am in an obsidian expanse. I roam without the knowledge of where I am going, my bare feet sinking into sand. I cannot see anything in front of me. I am acutely aware of the sensation of the vicious assault of heat beating down upon me. My brow is utterly saturated with sweat. My throat has been seized by the cruel clutches of dehydration, leaving it barren.

A voice like rushing water reverberates in the expanse. I can make out the words of this voice, which are like sweet music to my soul. They have said, “He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds.” Radiant light abruptly floods the void, as though pouring through a fracture in some barrier that previously prevented its entry. My thirst is quenched.

It is as though this passage has been written for me. I can only see it as the words of infinite love, like some one who cares a great deal for me and knew of all my hurt wrote this down specifically with all of my pain in mind. The writer of these words is some one whom I know as a friend. One to whom I may cast all of my hurt and pain on. I know that I cannot burden or weary him. He always shows me sympathy when others will not.

Tears have been my daily bread. This has lead to a swift descent into a pit of despair. Misery has waged a ruthless conquest upon me. It seemed as though there was no hope of deliverance from the brutal grip of heartache. Sorrow overpowers me like a force much stronger than I. I have tried to fight alone, but the battle is comparable to lifting that which is too heavy for me.

I am seated alone. With my head bowed down, I stare at concrete. I hear the thump of footsteps all around as the masses pass me by. I am surrounded by the noise of hundreds of voices. Tears have blinded my eyes, so that I may not see either them or my surroundings. I weep aloud, but not one of them stops to so much as ask what is wrong. Multitudes move past me as though unconscious of my presence. Truly they are aware but they do not care. The noise of my weeping is incapable of arousing the slightest compassion in them. Their actions can only be described as a callous indifference to my pain.

I am then cognizant of some one next to me. They put their arm around me. Their hand wraps around mine in an effort to comfort me. I can hear their voice whispered into my ears. This person says to me, “Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden and I will give you rest.” These words soothe the sorrow by which I have been overwhelmed. It is like they are the treatment of a deep wound. I know the one who whispers them into my ears. His name is Jesus, and he is my Lord.

It has been said that at the last day God will wipe away all tears. I am here to say that he will also wipe away my tears today. God is my healer. He is my best friend.

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A Storm Is Coming

Multitudes are spellbound by the overpowering sensation of impending catastrophe. Looming over the horizon is a storm comparable to a severe hurricane. This fierce disturbance is due to collide with our world, slamming against our planet with intense destructive power. Total devastation is the end result.

Numerous individuals are cognizant of the approaching cataclysm. An acute sensation of apprehension fastens its irresistible grip on many within the masses with the sudden jolt of an electric shock. The grumbling roar of the distant storm has left them mesmerized by sheer terror. Totally helpless before the onslaught, all who hold an awareness are sensitive of impending annihilation. These individuals scrutinize data connected to world affairs, watching worldwide events unfolding with a firm vigilance.

Ferocious conflicts erupt across the globe in the blink of an eye. Furious nations assemble their forces for nothing less than global warfare. Contagions swiftly spread through the nations, running rampant across the planet. Earthquakes occur more frequently and with greater intensity. Storms and tempests rage across the land, devastation following close in their wake. Famines materialize here and there, carrying an escalating death toll.

Righteousness is regarded by the masses with revulsion, while the basest perversions are celebrated and accepted. Morality rapidly evaporates to be replaced by the most horrific wickedness imaginable. Men exalt in their deeds of violence as though their actions are worthy of praise. Yet all of this is but the tip of the iceberg. These are the harbingers of a cataclysm of mammoth proportions. It is unlike anything ever experienced by the inhabitants of this planet since the foundation of the world. The most horrific cataclysm that the human imagination can conjure is incapable of providing an accurate depiction of events soon to transpire on this planet.

In spite of the roar of the approaching storm, a class of people sleep. Their slumber blinds them to the truth. Clear warning signs are regarded as commonplace occurrences. A bias of normalcy slips over their eyes. For them it is as though the approaching disturbance is totally camouflaged from view, the rumbling of the storm completely muffled. Yet they have chosen to be under the spell of this bias. Their own fears have prevented them from accepting what a keen observer spots with ease, that the single greatest crisis humanity has ever faced is about to arrive upon the global scene.

The vigilant and those who slumber share one thing in common, they’re both heading straight for impending annihilation. Without an apparent solution in sight, the vast majority of the masses are doomed to perish in the fury of the storm. The world’s most brilliant minds could not conjure a solution to the problem. All of the resources of this world are incapable of producing a means of escape. Yet despite all of this there is hope. That which is to come is comparable to the birth of a child.

Unknown to the masses, the monarch of the galaxies is soon to extricate his people from this world. With all of the armies of heaven behind him, he will soon arrive. The survival of his people through the fury of the storm is secured. While others are incapable of escaping the horrors soon to transpire on this world, they have a shelter under the hand of the almighty. Their bread and water is sure. They have long awaited this event, longing for nothing more than their Lord to return and take them home. While they’re rescued, the wicked world is annihilated.

A means of escape is offered to all who so desire it. It is within the grasp of everyone. Yet it would seem that few desire to take hold of it, for it involves a turning away from their evil ways. Their regard for righteousness with revulsion is their downfall, for it prevents them from finding refuge from the storm. Even in spite of all this, because there is a means of escape for all a message of warning must resound across the globe. A dying world must be warned of impending catastrophe, and directed towards their only way out.

Even among those who profess to follow the Lord, there are those who will not survive the coming cataclysm. Their downfall is their neglect of something that is of great importance. Preparation for this event is required of all who profess to know the monarch of the galaxies. We must be ready and live as though the storm were to collide with our world tomorrow. Our lives must be right with the Lord before the storm is upon us. Physical preparations will not save anyone from impending annihilation. We cannot afford to put off this needed preparation and expect to survive the coming crisis.

My dear friends, we must watch and pray and live as though each day were our last. A storm is coming, and we know not when it will collide with our world.

Your Best Friend

“Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.” – 1 Peter 5:7

One of the more beautiful things about our relationship with Christ is that we are to bring to him everything that troubles the mind. Whatever arises to disturb your peace is to be brought to Christ. Our Lord invites us to make him our confidant, to cast all of our pain on him. Our Father longs to bring to us healing and to lift the burdens from our backs. Even beyond this, our loving heavenly Father has promised to always be there for us in times of deep suffering. Than logically God is our best friend.

Never has a thought brought me closer to Christ. The mere suggestion that God is our friend holds a subduing power over the soul, and fills the heart with love for the creator. You will not find an incentive more powerful than the friendship our Lord offers to us and the healing which he provides for our wounds. This is sufficient motivation for the searching soul to forsake all and follow Christ, and an even stronger incentive for the Christian to follow the Bible and live by its teachings.

Everything that I have ever desired was given to me when I surrendered my life to Jesus Christ. Therefore the world has nothing to offer me. Than dare I ask how it could have anything to offer you? In comparison to the friendship which our father desires to have with us, how could there be anything worth clinging to in the world? Not one sinful pleasure that we may cling to is capable of bringing healing to our wounds, nor can such things within reason be found always by our side to provide comfort in suffering. None of these things even remotely come close to conveying to the burdened heart his or her true value. Might I therefore suggest that you have nothing to loose by following Christ and everything to gain?

Who will strip from you your pain? Who in the world can heal your scars? Associates betray your confidence. Either they do not care or they do not understand. Yet even worse than that, it would seem when they do care they do not know. Always busy and never able to speak over the matter, you may never find access to them. Many are burdened and wearied by the heart sorrows of others, and rather than seeking for the restoration of the suffering heart they turn their backs on those in need. As if these facts alone were not enough, there is many a human being who would scoff at the pain of others. Yet even if these facts were not so how could any bring rest and peace to the soul? How is it that a man could remove from you the scars that you carry? In reality no one can help you but Jesus Christ.

Our Lord and savior is the best friend that we could ever possibly have. He will always be by our side in midst of this world of sin and suffering until the end. My Christian brothers and sisters, do not let anyone take this truth away from you. Let no man rob you of the peace and rest you may find in Jesus, and of the lifelong relationship you may have with our Lord. Cease your reliance on men and place your dependance on God alone. He alone can heal the scars you carry. Only God can bind up your wounds and bring rest to your soul.

My Personal Testimony

[What follows is my personal testimony. This post will be accessible as a permanent page at the top as well.]

When I was a child, my parents took me to church on a regular basis. Very little of the religious instruction which I received stuck with me, however a general belief in the existence of God was fixed in the back of my mind. This thought stuck with me from my childhood on up through my young adult years, and provided me with an advantage which later allowed me to seek the Lord in a time of need and distress. Eventually my parents divorced and in response my father pulled me out of Church.

The events surrounding the divorce of my parents devastated me as a child. Having never been much of a social creature to begin with, much of my free time was spent in my room playing video games. I had always been an avid gamer as a child, and from that time period forward until I gave my life over to the Lord this had been a well established addiction. Sinking deeper into the world with each passing day, religious instruction and the very thought of God faded out of my mind. Eventually the Lord drifted out of my life completely.

Some time later during the end of my teenage years, I once again crossed paths with tragedy. Tears had become my daily bread as I continued my descent into despair. Conquered by my own miseries and unable to escape the clutches of heartache I sunk ever deeper into darkness. Yet I limped forward and fought, managing survival on a day-to-day basis. With no craving in my heart for attention, I sought to camouflage my pain that I not take the notice of others. I became exceedingly efficient with each passing effort to cloak my sorrow in secrecy, rarely if ever catching the notice of any. Overwhelmed with utter anguish, my mind then conjured the deepest of philosophical questions to which many I associated with could provide no satisfactory answer.

As this time period reached its close, I turned to the Lord. Inquiry about him sprang up in my mind, and slowly but surely I plied my father with question. The family’s religious background made him the logical candidate with which to share my sudden craving to investigate spiritual things. Consulting my father over the subject every weekend, I searched for answers until finally lead to the Lord. Prayer gradually became routine and I began to peruse the Bible. Yet a conflict always existed between my addiction to video games and my curiosity about our heavenly father.

My addiction engaged in continual warfare with my investigations. Every effort to investigate the Bible was confronted with the sudden overpowering temptation to obtain my latest fix. Unaware of the warfare taking place, the battle raged on. Eventually I found myself confronted with a conflict between a plain duty laid out in the Bible and my desire for video games. Although questioning the morality of my actions a desire to avoid submission to plain conviction drove me to excuses. Using fallacious reasoning as a shield I sought to escape the possibility of having to surrender my iniquitous practices. Overcome by the power of my addiction my curiosity in regards to our Lord became restrained and suppressed, yet not destroyed.

Although I ceased to peruse the Bible, prayer became habitual. With the thought of God stuck in the back of my mind I could not help but seek to commune with him as a friend. As of result there appeared to be a stalemate between the things of this world and my desire to seek out our Lord. This continued for a year, until curiosity transformed into an overpowering hunger and I finally called out to the Lord in prayer. Within a twenty-four to forty-eight hour period, a family friend whom I had originally attended Church with made an appearance on my front doorstep. This individual requested that I help out with a program conducted by my Church, which would be taking place all week.

Seizing the opportunity as an open doorway to return to the truth, I jumped upon the invitation. I attended the program every night until eventually working up the courage to ask some one for a ride to Church. The individual I asked agreed. My first day at Church I was confronted with nothing but love from my brothers and sisters to such an extent that I felt as though I had stepped into heaven. As the day reached its close a group of believers gathered for fellowship at one of their homes and I was invited to attend. While conversing with each other, the subject of violent video games eventually came up.

As a passive observer, I listened intently. In total disagreement with every point brought forward, I walked away from the conversation unconvinced of the truthfulness of that which was said. Yet I could not shake from my mind the thought that I must expel my addiction from my life. I arrived upon the decision to cease playing the games. From that moment forward it was as if my desire for the games had been completely annihilated. Yet a final push was made to imprison me in the clutches of addiction forever. One evening a friend asked me, “why don’t you play one last game with me?” Although in reluctant agreement this never saw the light of day, and I have not played violent video games since.

On the 8th of December, 2012 I gave my heart to Jesus Christ through baptism. This was the best thing that ever happened to me. I can scarcely find words to describe the light that poured into my life. Our father in heaven has completely destroyed any pain which I had previously suffered from, and I have finally begun to understand my value as an individual. It has been said, “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” – John 3:16. These words make plain to us the value of human life, for every soul on the face of the planet has been bought with a price.

Why Serve The Lord?

My Dear friends…

Reverberating across the planet, there come to us reports containing nothing short of raw fabrication. Disguised and packaged so as to bypass alarm, the unsuspecting masses have received their distribution without resistance. Little or no protest is offered, as though reason and common sense have been silenced. Often repeated by those who have scarcely conducted thorough investigation on the matter, horrific distortions are pushed as the truth.

It is with deep sadness that I address one such report. The announcement has circulated the globe that we are to tremble in fear at our maker, as though he threatens us into obedience. Many believe the fallacious conclusion of apparently terrifying consequences driving us to our knees in sheer horror to weep and beg for mercy from the monarch of the galaxies, as if our life were in the hands of a common criminal. This very thought is used to pressure those who have not yet come to know the Lord into service, as though there were nothing attractive about that which he offers to us.

The term “strong-arm” filters onto the scene as analytical minds begin their initial examination of such reports. I am reminded of those on this world who rule their nations with a fist of iron, whisking their subjects off to clandestine encampments to face extermination and slavery. The question comes to mind, do we lower the sovereign ruler of the universe to the level of the earthly tyrannical potentate on a mad power trip? Is he who made the heavens and the earth one who demands slavish obedience through coercion?

Dear friends, what are the effects of fear on the human mind? Self-exalted power hungry rulers have in the past taken advantage of how fear affects us. They are well aware that raw fear is capable of an effective short cut around reason and common sense. With intellect and conscience then short-circuited and effectively silenced, the shrewd politician is then able to ascend to the heights of absolute power. Pride and self-exaltation skyrocketing beyond the stars, every so-called earthly potentate guilty of such crimes have exhibited character traits comparable to malignant narcissism and the devil himself. Their very actions echo the words, “I will ascend into the heavens, I will exalt my throne above the stars of God: I will sit also upon the mount of the congregation, in the sides of the north: I will ascend above the heights of the clouds; I will be like the most high.” – Isaiah 14:14.

Their cruelty and malice know no bounds, and the horrors perpetrated by such men upon those whom they consider themselves above are beyond words. Indescribable evil surrounds every act by he who exalts himself to the heights of absolute power. Dumbstruck by the sheer horror of it all, the people stand idly by in silence. Reason, intellect, common sense, and conscience have all been switched off; short-circuited to the point of deactivation as though the moral centers of the brain have been totally bypassed.

My friends, we must consider this matter carefully. What are the origins of cruelty and malice? For the answer to that question, I need only direct your attention to the above passage of scripture. It is the enemy of all mankind, the adversary of souls who is the author of such concepts. Yet, we know that closely allied with them is tyranny, oppression, and persecution. All of these seem to go hand-in-hand with one another, and therefore proceed from the same author.

We must therefore inquire, does the monarch of the galaxies make use of tactics commonly attributed to the enemy of all righteousness? Is our Father in Heaven nothing more than a tyrant arbitrarily demanding obedience? Are those who have entered into the service of the Lord nothing more than slaves? Under the weight of such conclusions the temptation to distrust rears its hideous head. How can one trust a God who is nothing more than a tyrant? It is therefore evident that such teachings lead away from the sovereign ruler of the universe. Dare I therefore suggest that his hand is not in them?

We are told plainly by the testimony of scripture, “Jesus said unto him, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind.” – Matthew 22:37. Is it possible to love some one whom you are afraid of? Suppose a man burst into your home, and with firearm held to your head demanded that you love him. Any cooperative response at that point would not be motivated by any real love, but rather by an attempt to avoid being shot. In like manner, there can be no real love to God in a service based upon fear.

We are later told, “There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.” – 1 John 4:18. Piecing these two passages together, we may therefore conclude that when you truly love the Lord a literal fear is cast out of the equation. It is destroyed, or rather swallowed up in your love for God. Jesus later shed much further light on the matter when he said, “If ye love me, keep my commandments.” – John 14:15.

Close analysis of this statement reveals to us one simple fact. If you love Jesus, you will obey his commands. Yet this passage in of itself is a strong rebuke to a service based strictly upon fear of punishment, for it does not convey the message “Keep my commandments, or else.” Might I therefore suggest that those who serve the Lord do so because they actually desire to? Is it something of a leap to put forth the idea that a true Christian will be found obedient to the gospel for the simple fact that he or she actually wants to be?

The Psalmist describes this experience when he says, “I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart.” – Psalm 40:8. A true Christian delights in doing the will of the Father. To thus conduct oneself is not a grievous yoke of bondage, it is not heart-saddening or distressing. Though the Christian may suffer, intense pain does not characterize the service of God. To follow the Lord is not some horrific burden from which men are overjoyed to escape. In all reality a true Christian will find pleasure in obedience to God’s will.

It is perhaps a positive fact than that the service of God is rather attractive in of itself, not to mention that which our Heavenly Father offers to us all. Yet, we are to believe that others must be brought to the Lord through fear and coercion? This is a thought that should bring shame to every follower of the monarch of the galaxies, for our Lord is a being of benevolence and the usage of fear and coercion to pressure others into service is a tactic inconsistent with his character. Taking the matter a step further, it is not an erroneous statement to make the claim that cults often use such tactics to maintain dominance over their membership, and produce followers.

Jesus once said, “And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, will draw all men unto me.” – John 12:32. It is the cross of Calvary which attracts all to the monarch of the galaxies, not fear of punishment. The sacrifice made for all men holds a magnetic power over the mind, attracting he who discerns and receives the call of the Lord. As the realization of his or her cost settles over he who would seek to follow the overlord of the universe, the heart fills with gratitude and love; and with these very motives in mind he cheerfully chooses to forsake all and follow the ruler of all creation.

Yet, even more attractive than this is that which leads us to forsake that which is wrong. You might recall the oft repeated assertion that fear of punishment will lead us to weep and beg for mercy from the monarch of the galaxies? It is an indisputable fact that the testimony of scripture strikes down such fictitious claims, delivering nothing less than the complete destruction of the fallacy. We are told, “Or despisest thou the riches of his goodness and forbearance and longsuffering; not knowing that the goodness of God leadeth thee to repentance?” – Romans 2:4.

Let us therefore analyze this thought, what is repentance? Repentance is best defined as a sorrow for that which is wrong, followed by a forsaking of evil. The above passage conveys to us the truth that it is the goodness of God which leads us to do this. Yet, you might often hear the cry “be afraid! Repent, or you will burn!” Throughout the scriptures we have many examples of individuals who have ‘repented’ for similar reasons. In the book of Exodus, the Pharaoh of Egypt ‘repented’ but returned to his rebellion as soon as the plagues were stayed. The plagues of Egypt did not produce a change of heart. How is it that fear of punishment would change anyone?

Dear friends, we now hold clear evidence that our father in heaven is not a tyrant who controls his subjects through coercion. Yet this thought is brought down to an utter impossibility by the very sacrifice provided in our behalf, and the full implications of that which was done for us by our Lord and savior. Such accusations crumble into the dust by a death blow struck from the following words, “Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus: Who, being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God: But made himself of no reputation, and took upon him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men: And being found in the fashion as a man, he humbled himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.” – Philippians 2:5-8

There are few who, once they ascend to the heights of absolute power, would then humble themselves and step down; obeying laws which they themselves crafted. Yet, our Lord took the form of a servant irregardless of the fact that he was the creator of the universe, and began rendering obedience to his own laws. These facts are the final nail in the coffin for the idea that God is some how a tyrant. With this in mind, fear-mongering is inconsistent with the character of our redeemer and creator who once said, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.” – Luke 23:34.

It is said of our Lord, “And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. God is love; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God, and God in him” – 1 John 4:16 and, “This then is the message which we have heard of him, and declare unto you, that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all.” – 1 John 1:5. Two characteristics of our God’s character are light and love. With this in mind, how is it that he would sanction fear-mongering to draw others to his cause? My dear friends, ultimately love is the great motive. This is what will cause us to change, and will purify our souls. Anything less is a facade, for you cannot truly love a God whom you are afraid of and it is impossible to truly love your neighbor if you are only afraid of the consequences of not doing so.

Friends, we must give our lives over to the overlord of the universe for the simple fact that he is our best friend, not because we fear punishment. There is nothing greater than the relationship which we may have with our creator and redeemer, which in of itself is an attraction stronger than any magnet. I implore you all to depart from that which is wrong, forsake all that you have, and come and follow our Lord; for this will be the best thing that ever happened to you.

The Love Of God

Encompassed by a massive obsidian expanse our blue speck of a world rests suspended among the stars. Apparently insignificant and microscopic compared to the void in which it dwells, its inhabitants are like nothing short of insects. Like lice in a man’s hair, we swarm and multiply; rushing to and fro about the globe. All carry about their day-to-day concerns without the slightest cognizance, repeating a fixed cycle of habit and routine as though on auto-pilot. Few hold an awareness of benevolent eyes locked upon them, watching the day to day events of our lives.

A benevolent supreme being of hyper-intelligence takes the very keenest interest in the human race. Infinite wisdom is responsible for the administration of the events which transpire on our world. The hand of omnipotence exerting influence over the affairs of the earth is the same hand which suspends the heavenly bodies amidst the stars in the great gulf of space. He who upholds the worlds is also he who is the author of the cosmos. Like a painter who has produced a beautiful masterpiece, his hand has formed worlds, programmed the physics of our universe, forged the stars, and called our own world into existence.

It would seem that we as a species have caught the attention of the overlord of the universe. The thought fills the mind with astonishment. In the minds of many, the size of our world often purports unimportance. Compared to the immenseness of space we are so like ants. From this the thought is often generated that we are of no particular significance. Yet this suggestion holds no legitimacy. The mere fact that the Monarch of the galaxies holds such a keen interest in our lives suggests the opposite conclusion.

Yet the question remains, why would such a being be so interested in us? Earthly potentates rarely take an interest in their subjects. Few who hold positions or titles of apparent high esteem would care about the day-to-day events in the lives of those whom they consider themselves above. With this in mind, the conclusion certainly springs into one’s mind that such a being would not be so interested in us or our lives. After all, is it not logical for such a being of high importance to have better things to do than to pay the slightest attention to our lives or our world? To those who have personally known the monarch of the galaxies, and have been actively engaged in his service such logic is invalid.

On the surface, these facts seem outrageous. Yet even more astonishing is the reasoning behind his interest in us and our lives. As one’s imagination starts to grasp these concepts, it often wanders off into another path and out springs forth the idea that we must have some high purpose to fulfill. If such a being as the overlord of the universe is so interested in us does that not mean we must be a part of some grander scheme? Truthfully the importance of our species over all the other creatures which occupy this earth springs out of the fact that our Lord loves us.

Nothing could be more mind-boggling. There are scarcely any facts in this world which one could come to the knowledge of that could bring a more jaw-dropping feeling. The monarch of the galaxies takes interest in your life not because you are a part of some grander scheme, but because he loves you. This is a monumental revelation. It is unthinkable to find the so-called sovereigns of this world manifesting any real love for their subjects. How is it that the Sovereign ruler of the universe has any real love for you and I? Clearly, he does not possess the character traits of those who govern nations on this earth.

Yet even more astounding is how deep his love for you and I goes. Our limited human vocabulary is confronted with nothing short of impossibilities in the work of describing the love which our Lord has for us. It is not a preposterous statement to say that it is as limitless as the cosmos themselves, but even this would come far short in successfully describing it. Even words such as limitless and infinite are nothing short of understatements.

We are told, “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” – John 3:16. Allow your minds to wrap around this concept for a moment. The love which he holds for you and I goes so far that he “gave his only begotten son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.” There are not many earthly monarchs who would sacrifice a member of the royal family to save the subjects of their kingdoms. Yet this is exactly the sort of sacrifice which the Monarch of the galaxies made in our behalf, that we might not perish.

Clearly every individual on the whole of this earth is of infinite value. In the eyes of the Lord, all are precious. We are worth everything to our heavenly father. No one on this world is unimportant or worthless, there is not one single individual who does not matter. Words can scarcely describe the value of human life. It is as though the sacrifice was meant for each of us individually.

In love the Lord seeks for the multitudes which occupy this earth, drawing all men to himself. Though unconscious of benevolent eyes locked upon them, the masses hear and understand the call of the Lord. The abrupt realization of a vacuum residing in the heart penetrates the mind with force comparable to an electric shock, and the soul is overtaken with the keen awareness of an overpowering hunger. The insatiable craving for the vacuum to overflow with substance, that the agony of emptiness no longer reside in the soul, now inhabits the heart. Yet heartfelt entreaties echo in the mind, and like magnetic forces pulling one object to another the soul is attracted to the sovereign ruler of the universe. His voice is discerned saying, “Come unto me all ye labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” – Matthew 11:28.

It is the desire of the Lord to ensure that the vacuum in us all is filled. The overlord of the universe offers to us an everlasting friendship, and it is this alone which may satisfy the deep heart cravings of all.  One cannot help but confess deep unworthiness as the mind begins to analyze this information. Yet that which he offers us is given to us as a gift in love, not because we are worthy but because the giver loves us. Accompanying his proposition of everlasting friendship, our Lord offers to us a future beyond our world. The monarch of the galaxies is waiting to show us a world without death. It is his desire for us to dwell with him in a world where there is no more suffering, where pain is virtually nonexistent, and crying and tears are objects of ancient history.

My dear friend, I implore you to accept the Lord’s offer. Mankind has never been offered anything better, and you could scarcely find a superior friend to the Lord. He has given us his word that he shall never leave us nor forsake us, and that he would be with us all to the end. There is not a time when we are absent from his mind. His friendship with us will never fail, so long as we do not choose to leave him. This cannot be said of any earthly companion. Therefore I plead with you to seek for the monarch of the universe, that you might come to know him; for there is nothing greater in all of creation.

The Missing Piece

You can’t quite put your finger on it, and you don’t quite know what it is; but there is something missing from your life. Inside your heart and the hearts of all, there is a void. There is a certain emptiness inside you which you cannot identify or understand. Like many, you have attempted to fill it with the pleasures of this life. You have sought to occupy yourself with seeking only after life’s necessities, that you might not notice this emptiness. Yet these are all distractions, and they are preventing you from finding the answers which you really need.

Deep inside the recesses of your heart, you long for something which you have not. Truly you want this emptiness to be filled. You desire answers, yet you do not know where to find them. You therefore seek for distractions, hiding behind the pleasures and necessities of this life. However, these do not fill the void in your heart and you know it. There is only one thing that can fill the void in your heart. This is the missing piece to your puzzle. It is the answer to your questions, the satisfaction of your deep heart longings. In a way, this is what you have been unconsciously searching for all of your life.

Like a metallic object drawn to a magnet, you are drawn to it. Without this missing piece, you cannot fill the void in your heart, your deep heart longings will not be satisfied, and your questions cannot be answered. Unless you yield to the drawing of that which you really seek, you will never be satisfied. One might even go so far as to say that unless you have this ‘missing piece’, your life will be pointless. Yet you do not know what this ‘missing piece’ even is. You can feel something drawing you to it, talking to you, calling for you to come find it; but you cannot identify it.

The drawings toward this ‘missing piece’ have taken the form of questions, a sudden unexplained awareness that there is in fact something missing, and deep heart longings for that which you have not. You have asked yourself over and over again, “why am I here? What is the point to all of this?” You have searched everywhere, but have been unable to find the answers to these questions. If you ask those with whom you are associated, you will find that no one really has the answers that you seek. You question how there could possibly be something missing from your life. After all, are there not many pleasures in this life? Do you not have access to everything that you could ever want? Yet, despite all this you know that there is indeed something missing. In fact, deep down you already know that the pleasures of this life are hollow, that they are empty and that really there is nothing there. Your deep hunger cannot possibly be satisfied by them, and you know it.

But what is this ‘missing piece’? Perhaps that is a more baffling question than the questions within you that its drawing creates. Yet, the answer is one which many do not want to accept. When they are confronted with it, they flee. Deep down, you and all others can sense that to accept and follow the drawing with all your heart will bring consequences. It will bring to you a most marvelous transformation, and changes that you cannot possibly comprehend. This is something that many are afraid of, and so they flee. Deep down, they are frightened of this transformation and the consequences that it may bring. Therefore when confronted with these drawing influences they make excuses, resist, flee, seek for diversions, and affect every possible means of escape that they might not experience that transformation.

In a way, it would appear that there is a price to have your heart longings satisfied. In order to have your questions answered and the void within you filled, it will cost you. Deep down, you know that the transformation which you sense just around the corner is the price to be paid. Many believe that it is not worth it, and so they flee. You are a free moral agent. Whether or not this will be your own case is your own free choice. However, I feel that it is my duty to share with you what that ‘missing piece’ is. At the very least, this will give you some knowledge of what you may be throwing away.

This begs to question, exactly how could I know all of this? How is it that I know both what the ‘missing piece’ is and your deep heart longings? For the simple fact that I was there, for this is just as much my story as it is your own. I have longed for that which I have had not. I have seen the vanity of life, and the emptiness of its so-called pleasures. I have heard the drawing of ‘the voice’ behind ‘the missing piece’ speaking to my heart, calling me. I have also been faced with the choice, accept the transformation, or say ‘no’ and turn away; never to have my heart longings satisfied. Although you may feel that it is worth it to flee from that transformation, I am here to tell you that it is not. I have experienced this offered transformation, and become something of a new creature. When this happens to a man, the former things are suddenly of no value. In a way, you could almost say that they are ‘passed away.’

Truthfully, as soon as you become connected with ‘the missing piece’ the things of this world grow strangely dim. Their utter worthlessness becomes more pronounced, the emptiness of the pleasures of this life much more distinct. All of the sudden, your desire for the things of this earth dies out. It is almost as if connecting with ‘the missing piece’ brings about the complete destruction of everything which you attempted to replace it with. It is impossible for ‘the missing piece’ to dwell inside the void within your heart without destroying every single replacement which you tried to place in its stead. This is the transformation which others fear. They are afraid of separation from their ‘replacements’, frightened by the prospect of the complete and total annihilation of their cheap counterfeits. They fear that when they lose their cheap counterfeits, they will also lose all joy and happiness. Yet no real joy can be found from these so-called ‘cheap knock-offs’. It is the real ‘missing piece’ which you need. Only the true ‘missing piece’ can bring real lasting happiness to your life.

I am here to tell you that you also need this transformation. These cheap knock-offs which you have attached yourself to in order to distract yourself, and fill the emptiness which you have felt in your life are parasites. They always take, but they never give; and very slowly they kill. All you gain is pleasure for a season to distract you from what is really going on. It is like feeding you cyanide coated with sugar disguised as the very thing you were looking for. You fell for a cheap deception, a parlor trick designed to bring about your destruction. How did this happen? You went looking for something other than ‘the missing piece.’ Yet these parasites have taken control of the minds of many, to the point where they do not desire to be set free from them; that they might not let go of the pleasures which they have received. Many are slaves to these parasites, unable to break the chains which have them bound as they are ushered slowly to their death.

This does not have to be your case. You can accept the price to be paid, and seek for ‘the missing piece’. But you must go after ‘the missing piece’ with all of your heart, and then it will be found of you. Only then will nothing stand in your way. Only then can you escape the parasites which you have filled your heart with, and break the chains which have you bound. But you must choose ‘the missing piece’ regardless of whether or not you fear the transformation required of you. I can reassure you that there is nothing to be afraid of, that you have more to fear from rejecting ‘the missing piece’ than you do accepting it.

Now I must make you understand what ‘the missing piece’ is. My dear friend, ‘the missing piece’ is a relationship with your creator. It is a connection to he who made the heavens and the earth, the sea and all that in them is.  I am also here to inform you that ‘the missing piece’ comes with benefits. With it is attached an unfailing friendship, stronger and worth more than any earthly tie. ‘The missing piece’ cannot be taken from you. Nothing can stop you from acquiring it. Before you had ‘the missing piece’, you lacked a future. But closely connected to ‘the missing piece’ is a future, a life beyond what you have now, one that is without suffering or pain of any kind. In addition, the transformation that you will undergo setting you free from the parasites which slowly steal your life forces and rob you of that future life is a perpetual one. It does not stop at liberation from those parasites, but rather is continual; and it will not be maintained by your own power or strength.

Are you willing to accept ‘the missing piece’? Are you willing to pay the price of the transformation?

“Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” – Matthew 11:28

“Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if any man hear my voice, and open the door, I will come in to him, and will sup with him, and he with me.” – Revelation 3:20