It's becoming apparent that folks want to impose their will on others. Do it like this and it will work. Say it like this and it will work. Articulate it like this and it will work. Do as I say not as I do .... Sounds familiar don't it? The Pharisees had the same leanings with the law. In theory it sounded like sound doctrine. In practice it was weighing heavily on people's hearts and minds. Yet we know in practice the law is perfect making wise the simple .... Bringing joy and delight into the souls of men. The law was a school master teaching us we need Christ. Yet in essence the wat that rabbi taught and practiced the law made it more of a stumbling block than a stepping stone! Yet in theory the law was put in place to wad off evil and corruption from the land, like salt when permeates from meat to bone .... When that salt looses it's flava it becomes useless and of no good other than being thrown out and trampled on! Ever wonder who controls what comes out of the speaker box? Who tells the speaker box what to speak about? Every ask who tells the TV set what to televise on national television? What sort of advice does the editor the program director the head of radio rely on when making decisions on what comes on when and why? Cats tell cats that cats should watch their mouths ... Who tells you what to say when where to speak and why should you be the one doing all the talking at the moment? Why should I be listening to your anyway? If we confess Christ then go ahead and speak volumes at high volumes why should I be listening to you again? Christ spoke volumes yet he never raised his volume about street level! And he had volumes to speak about. If what I'm saying don't raise eye lids I must be tripping. I came here to collect my pay check and I got talked into working I must be tripping. Bye Mario .... Nice working with you. Now there's my angel. Come on Boomer .... This generation can't do anything without feeling the urge to raise eye lids so we raise eye lids. Turn me up a lil on the head phones. Then it's a string of vulgarity like Jackie Joiner Cersey .... Running for the lord like there ain't no tomorrow. I'm learning to catch my breath though it's windy like Chicago. And you know I've been called to the pavement. So for Christ I run Miles like David. Mann I run swift like I thought I heard the gun flo. Thes running shoes call it the peace of the gospel. Never out of breath though the boy's never been a James Worthy. I'm in the field so I die if I have to. Not to the swift or to the strong but the one that endures he's gonna be on top. Jesus said we should all stay occupied. What I look like letting time fly by. I used to run from him but now I'm running for my God running for my God running for my God. I used to run from him but now I'm running for my God running for my God running for my God .... Request
