Category Archives: Spirit

A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU

A VERY SPECIAL THANK YOU.

Advertisements

THIS ISN’T POETRY…?

THIS ISN’T POETRY…?

I read the New Testament Bible book of “JUDE”, this AM.  Jude was, according to most scholars–or tradition, whichever you wish t follow–the brother of James, the brother of Jesus Christ our (and his) Lord.

What do you do when you are third down the list of importance in your family and you have sisters–trust my observations on this–and someone encourages you to “write something?”

I’ve never experienced this–having no sisters and was the sickly baby in our family of two brothers and Mom and Dad–but think about it.  Technically Jude was 3rd in command, behind James and Joses (see the Gospel of Mark, Chapter 6, verses 2 through 3).  Why wasn’t Joses (or Joseph–the second brother) asked to write something?  The old tale about the middle brother or sister being “forgotten?”…I wouldn’t know!  🙂

So Jude ( the baby in the line of brothers–maybe this makes more sense to me after all!)  is asked to write SOMETHING  for his fellow believers of our Lord and his Elder Half-Brother.  What can he say?

Notice how this simple (?) guy, once he gets going, latches onto the most important point in the life of the Body of Christ…then and now:  false teachers among God’s flock.  Jude, maybe with some coaching (I needed some) combines what he knows with Hebrew tradition (such as the quote of Enoch…otherwise not in the Bible…and the arch-angel Michael disputing over the body of Moses) to make his point:

False teachers are no good and they’ll ruin the witness of the Church and corrupt individual believers to satisfy their own lusts and hunger.  Their fruit, such as it is, comes from the pit of hell and they’ll just as soon drag whomever they can in with them as look at you!

Good job Jude…you’ve hit it on the head for all of us!

–Jonathan Caswell–second son of my own earthly family…

and unworthy servant of the Lord Jesus Christ.

HIS SPIRIT POURED OUT

HIS SPIRIT POURED OUT

Praise God for Deborah Grey,

She’d been too long away…

Her phone call

Blesses us all

So thankful for God’s display.

We hadn’t spoken for months,

My wife did write her once…

Told her my story,

To God be glory,

He uses this spiritual dunce.

Knowing the truth made her laugh

WITH ME and on my behalf…

It’s joyful knowing

No one I’m snowing

Nor subject to judgmental wrath!

We talked for nearly an hour,

A wonderful cleansing shower…

This sister close

Deliberately chose

In us to His sweet Spirit pour!

–Jonathan Caswell

ROLE REVERSALS–NO PROBLEM!

ROLE REVERSALS–NO PROBLEM!

Caretaker of his wife, he was

Until amputation thus…

Found care of him

Under her whim,

His ego matured for the cause.

Their life in Christ was in being,

Through His love seeing…

Encouraging souls

Ultimate goals,

Whom they were was in Him succeeding.

Success not a matter of role,

But God’s encouraging the whole…

Definition by deed

It was Christ’s to succeed,

While His children with Him are clothed.

Working this through mortal frames

Is but one of Spiritual aims…

To work His will

Whether healthy or ill,

In Godly mercy and love  Christ came.

Who thus the greater be,

But Christ, Who lives in me…

We are man and wife,

Ransomed for life–

Father God as Daddy!

–Jonathan Caswell

FORMER MORNING STAR

FORMER MORNING STAR

(Isaiah 14: 12-15)

The Devil in the Garden

Envious of God’s pardon…

Of innocent lives

And love that derives

From a Heart that is unhardened.

Jealous the Devil was

Of Adam and Eve because…

They walked with God

And thought it not odd

To do so without duds.

Satan himself had been

Considered God’s right-hand man…

But given choice

Chose to voice

Self-pride cherished within!

The Devil–albeit a snake–

Was happy the couple’s partake…

Just as he,

With prideful glee

That less-nutritious cakes.

Tempted to be wise

They did what opened their eyes…

In one breath

They chose death,

Of Spirit connection, besides.

People of faith, we face

The same from the human race…

Our downward knock

Builds up stock

Of sinners refusing grace.

Rebellion to God will happen,

You, His children they’re rapping…

The faithful cling

For Christ to bring

Salvation–God never is napping!

–Jonathan Caswell

THEOLOGY KOOL-AID

THEOLOGY KOOL-AID

An Andrew Womack reminder:

Churches often wear blinders…

To simple grace,

Preferring to face

Works-based idols unkinder.

Most misunderstand the Law,

Considering relative flaw…

Is  able to see

Immortality,

Alas…an old pagan saw.

The Law pointed to perfection,

Beyond mere mortal conception…

That only one*

Has ever done

Fulfillment upon close inspection.

–Jonathan Caswell

* only one…that is, Jesus Christ…our substitute.

IS HE DEAD?

IS HE DEAD?

Discovered my laptop’s webcam,

And saw what I really am…

Flaky skin tired,

Half-cylinder-fired–

hardly the once-handsome man.

Eyes half-closed in sleep,

Evidence of age creep…

Spark within

Needs a little wind

Fanning the flame a heap!

–Jonathan Caswell