I was thinking about the glorious Gospel the other day and it dawned on me that Jesus exchanged paychecks with those who put their trust in Him. He gave us His “paycheck” life and peace and He took on Himself our “paycheck” death and wrath. He is so awesome in His person and worth that He took what would be paid out to us eternally and was able in the space of a few hours paid off our debt. He took our enormous pay and bought our freedom by His great worth!

Romans 4:4, 22-25
4 Now to him who works, the wages are not counted as grace but as debt.
22 And therefore “it was accounted to him for righteousness.”
23 Now it was not written for his sake alone that it was imputed to him, 24 but also for us. It shall be imputed to us who believe in Him who raised up Jesus our Lord from the dead, 25 who was delivered up because of our offenses, and was raised because of our justification.



Suppose I were to tell you that because God demands only 100% pure perfection from a person to go to heaven when they die, I have complete confidence that I am going to heaven? What would be your gut reaction? Most likely outrage and disgust. If I am trying to convince you that I am the blameless perfect one then of course I fully agree with such a reaction. But if I told you that furthermore this statement is the most humble statement a person could make, well…that may just get me a black eye. But it’s true, if God said as do some forms of so called Christian teaching to do your best and he will see if you did good enough then,no one would or could have any confidence at all whatsoever. Even if you attend a particular type of teaching that gives you a checklist and says adhere to this and you will be okay, that produces no confidence. Did I do them correctly with the right attitude? No its the unrelenting demands of perfect obedience that actually give me the most confidence that I will be in heaven forever. Am I claiming perfection? No! A Thousand Times No! But I am claiming that one person was and is, His name is Jesus. His perfect righteousness is applied to me and to all who come to God through the Him. That is why I am so confident, because my trust is not in me but in the Son of God.

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Heavy words

Listening to the NKJV Word of Promise New Testament today and Jesus in Matthew was talking about how noone knows the Son except the Father and noone knows the Father except the Son and whoever the Son wills to reveal Him to and then He said Come unto me all who are weary and heavy laden… It hit me like a ton of bricks how staggering are those words. I mean He is either the craziest person that has ever lived or He really is the Eternal Son of God! The only rest for your and my weary soul.

Listening to the Bible

I admit that I am an audiophile, I am fascinated by the Bible. I wish I knew as much about it as I used to think I did! One way my pride about the Bible has been humbled is not less exposure to it but more. I have listened to it completely a few times throughout this year. My favorite format has been the Word of Promise NKJV dramatic Bible. The Older Testament is 77 hours and the Newer Testament is 23 hours. I love the simple elegance of the sound effects and the majesty of the voice of God especially in the Older Testament.


Amazed by Jesus

The Bible is an amazing book, it seems to be in every home but not in every heart. If you happen to find that you are one of those who are owners of a Bible, but not owned by the Bible… Don’t worry, check out Jesus. Read the Gospel of your choice, and be amazed by image

Jesus. A man who you must admit that you would love to sit down and talk with, but a man who you must admit would be terribly intimidating to talk with as well. A man in short who is more than a man.


I stared at the icy black water

Dark as the night

I saw my soul’s reflection on its blackened sheen

And I shuddered

I felt the frosted wind

Piercing my clothes

Just as easily gaping my soul

And my heart groaned

I heard the howl through landscape

Of the din of death

I lay down assured an insincere prayer

Was my final breath

And I silently shook

Then or a hundred other times

Now or any myriad of ways

You could have dried the ink

Of the story my life writes

But I heard one other proclamation

Saw another deathscape

Upon its gloom a soul

With tatters and gapes just like mine

In fact so closely matched so identical

they were my wounds

And my soul pondered this

They are my dark unclotting leaks

But what are they doing hanging from a cross?

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