Revelation 21

The New Jerusalem

Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. I saw the Holy City, the New Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.”

He who was seated on the throne said, “I am making everything new!” Then he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.”

He said to me: “It is done. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End. To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost from the spring of the water of life. He who overcomes will inherit all this, and I will be his God and he will be my son.”

Jesus is the “Light of the World”, the One who’s coming we celebrate this night.

Christmas is not about the baby. Christmas is about the One whose journey of sorrows began from eternity past. Christmas is about a small cry that finally came from the lips of God in a manger to pierce the darkness of this world. Thirty-three years later that small cry would become a deafening Roar from the lips of the Lion of the Tribe of Judah; the God / Man on the Cross as He proclaimed, “It Is Finished” as sin was conquered for all time and eternity.

Four centuries of silence passed between the Old Testament and the New Testament. God had not spoken to His people for 400 years until the deafening silence was broken by the cry of baby.

The first thing a baby does when it leaves the comfort of its womb and enters the world is to cry. But the second thing a baby does after it cries is to weep tears.

The silence of the ages was broken as God cried. The tears of God washed over His small face. The hidden face of God became real to us as God entered the world a newborn babe to live among us (Emmanuel); but with a broken heart.

The baby’s cry says to me, it is enough. No longer must you “Wonder as you Wander” in the night seeking refuge from your pain and wounds. “Come, O Come”, bring your pain and sorrows and your wounds to me.

Those of you who know sorrow are closest to my heart. “Come, O Come”, worship me with your wounds for I have been wounded for you. I am the God who came to be broken for you, the God with a broken heart who comes to make all things new again.

God has said He collects all the tears you shed during your life in a bottle, but what of HIS tears, the tears of God?

Eden had known no tears….no rain from the sky. Eden had only known the light reflected from the face of God. With the first disobedient bite in the Garden of Eden, came the fall of mankind and brought the very first tear of sorrow to the eyes of God.  And for the first-time darkness entered the world.

With the passing of time Sin grew worse and covered the earth until the days of Noah. God had collected all the tears of a fallen world that He could stand to hold. And then, the collected tears of a fallen world began to rain down from the face of God and fill the earth.

The fallen people that never cried looked up with fallen eyes in surprise as the tears they had never known washed down their faces. The tears fell from the sky, and so it was that the tears from the broken heart of God washed over the earth.

The Tears of God

The Father’s TEARS For His Son & The Cross

In many of my stories I imagine God speaking directly to me.

“My child God said to me. I wanted to tell you personally what the Crucifixion of My Son meant to me.

You have children and grandchildren and I know you love them. I know that you would do all you could to protect them from harm and that you would gladly take upon yourself their death. I know this because you were created in my image with the ability to Love.

I know that if men took your child and beat him with whips that ripped both flesh and bone from his back…that you could not be restrained.

I know if men forced your child to carry a beam of heavy wood down the street as people swore at him, mocking him, and spitting on him… that you could not be restrained.

I know if men forced your child to lie down on that cross and then drove nails through his feet and hands to hold him there…that you could not be restrained.

Could you Ernie? The Lord asked softly…no Lord I said quietly.

I stood and watched as they did all those things to my Son. I stood there not for His sake but for yours, because He took that punishment not for His sake but for yours….I honored you through His Pain. But Ernie, when Jesus…MY SON cried out …MY GOD…MY GOD…WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?

That was more than I could bear, so I turned away and cried uncontrollably. My Son had wept over Jerusalem; and now I wept over my Son. Yes, I could not look upon the Worlds Sins that MY Son was bearing, but even more than that, if I had looked at HIM at the moment HE said those words…I knew in my heart …

That I could not be restrained!

Tears of the FATHER at the CROSS of HIS SON

Good Friday, something to think about.
Excerpt from one of my Easter Church Messages called Tears of Two Fathers.

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My child God said to me. I wanted to tell you personally what the Crucifixion of My Son meant to me. You have children and grandchildren and I know you love them. I know that you would do all you could to protect them from harm and that you would gladly take upon yourself their death. I know this because you were created in my image with the ability to Love.

I know that if men took your child and beat him with whips that ripped both flesh and bone from his back…that you could not be restrained.

I know if men forced your child to carry a beam of heavy wood down the street as people swore at him, mocking him, and spitting on him… that you could not be restrained.

I know if men forced your child to lie down on that cross and then drove nails through his feet and hands to hold him there…that you could not be restrained. Could you Ernie? The Lord asked softly…no Lord I said quietly.

I stood and watched as they did all those things to my Son. I stood there not for His sake but for yours, because He took that punishment not for His sake but for yours….I honored you through His Pain. But Ernie, when Jesus…MY SON cried out …MY GOD…MY GOD…WHY HAVE YOU FORSAKEN ME?

That was more than I could bear, so I turned away and cried uncontrollably. My Son had wept over Jerusalem; and now I wept over my Son. Yes, I could not look upon the Worlds Sins that MY Son was bearing, but even more than that, if I had looked at HIM at the moment HE said those words…I knew in my heart …That I could not be restrained!

Ernie…I wanted you and those that say they love my Son, to know that even for the Joy set before both HIM and I…the Cross was the most difficult thing either of us have gone through.”

Have YOU ever given any thought to the tears Jesus will wipe from your eyes? Why am I going to be crying before Him? Maybe because as hard as I tried while here on Earth encased in this broken vessel of clay, the motives of my heart have always been tinged with pride.

Maybe because in my own way I too have Mocked God by trying to blend into the sewage around me like a Chameleon instead of standing alone for HIM?

Maybe because I haven’t taken His command to share the Gospel serious enough and He will show me the hundreds of times I could have made a difference in someone’s life by planting a seed for the Holy Spirit to water.

I will stand before Him looking into His Eyes filled with Holy fire and use words to give an account of the life He gave me to live out before HIM. He will then show me the times He had given me words to speak in the power of the HOLY SPIRIT, but I chose to remain silent.

Your LIFE & My LIFE are ALL ABOUT JESUS…Not Us!
IN HIM I found me.
READ ISAIAH 53:1-11; (3- He was despised and rejected by men) (5- But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities) (10- Yet it was the will of the Lord to crush him)

My Tears

Have you ever given any thought to the tears Jesus will wipe from your eyes? Why am I going to be crying before Him? Maybe because as hard as I tried while here on Earth encased in this broken vessel of clay, the motives of my heart have always been tinged with pride.

Maybe because in my own way I too have Mocked God by trying to blend into the sewage around me like a Chameleon instead of standing alone for HIM?

Maybe because I haven’t taken His command to share the Gospel serious enough and He will show me the hundreds of times I could have made a difference in someone’s life by planting a seed for the Holy Spirit to water.

I will stand before Him and use words to give an account of the life He gave me to live out before HIM. He will then give an account of the times He had given me words to speak, but I chose to remain silent.

To my shame my life is full of words never spoken. Words that were meant to give life by planting seeds into the hearts of people that God put into my path. Thousands upon thousands of words never spoken have filled my memory with If Only Moments.

Only God knows the answer to “what If I…obeyed and spoke”

In the end when we stand before HIM and HE wipes the tears from our eyes, the lesson we will learn is that our lives will be measured not only by what we did, but also by what we did not do.

Because you still live in this vessel of clay, everyday you have life is a day of hope that you will walk before HIM in obedience. I know that I am weak and I know I am not Holy. But, I also know He said my weakness will show His strength if I look to Him for help.

I know that HE called me to stand out in the crowd, to let the light within me shine out like a pillar of fire in the wilderness surrounding me.

Jesus says to you and I:

Let ME help you…. I have walked in your shoes…Come….take up your CROSS and…Follow ME.

If you feel the need … then ask Him to help you match up your walk with your talk …I have…. and HE WILL… if you follow HIM.

Souls Full of Shadows

“There’s a place for us, some where a place for us. Take my hand and I’ll take you there, take my hand and we’re almost there. Somewhere, Somehow, we’ll find a new way of living, we’ll find a way of forgiving…Somewhere.”

These lyrics from the movie Westside Story still haunt me because they represent the heart cry of our human family at the beginning of civilization. Adam and Eve lived with God not by faith but by sight in the Garden, until they fell. Then for the first time in their lives they stood with their children outside the Garden looking in. The entrance was now blocked forever by a Holy Angel with a flaming sword.

Adam and Eve no longer had the privilege of this relationship by sight; walking and talking with their Creator. Now God would become the God who asks each of us to remember Him by Faith alone, because as sin and time progressed we would no longer be able to live by sight. Only the righteous can live by sight and humanity no longer was righteous.

The song lyrics above encapsulate the cry of mankind’s heart. The memory of a place somewhere and a need for forgiveness to go back home was still alive. Because in the beginning of their dispersion they were still human and the vestiges of the knowledge of being made in the Image of God was alive in their minds.

But with the passing of time sin began to run its inevitable course and humanity changed; until every thought they had was evil among them all. And they soon forgot the God who had created them. God had said, “I will not dwell with mankind forever”. The day had now become night. They no longer had light and their minds were focused only on themselves and their own desires. Their Souls became filled with shadows.

They had become followers of the god of this world, a fallen Angel of Light named Lucifer. The darkness soon became so addictive and thick that humanity could taste it and drink it as they now lived within the womb of Sin. They waited, nourished by the umbilical chord of mankind’s deceiver. They waited to be born into their Eternal 2nd death.

Humans living in the Lost World now lost the potential for love, kindness, righteousness and the goal of Holiness. Their reflections of Gods character were now gone forever.

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