Greetings Once Again Dear Blog-Nog Friends,
Last night, while contemplating the starry heavens while enjoying a full, moonlit night, I suddenly realized I was “seeing the invisible!” Now, that statement sounds like an oxymoron. How can you see what cannot be seen?
Then, a flood of new thoughts illuminated my mind. So Blog-Nogs…welcome aboard today’s blog, where I trust we can both agree that “seeing the invisible” is not an oxymoron after all…but rather a daily reality.
First, fitting nicely into my swirling kaleidoscope of “words” is today’s rhyme, “Once I saw a Little Word.” A personal, provocative international incident comes to mind. It illustrates the power of words, and their consequence.
Years ago, while preparing to fly back home to England from Colorado, I found the perfect western outfit for my five-year-old son, Glen, to wear for the trip. It would be his first introduction to his Grandma Ainsborough and the rest of my family in Liverpool. Considering they thought it was quite a novelty for me to live in the “Wild West,” I wanted him to look his western best.
The outfit was a snappy Stockman’s suit, complete with cowboy hat and boots. Baby brother, Bradley, was too young for western wear – and the impending overseas trouble.
When we arrived at Heathrow Airport in London, the first thing was to find the tea shop for the reunion. The first thing Glen encountered in the tea shop was a laughing, English lad who chortled, “Look! a bloomin’ cowboy!” And the first impression Glen made in England was with a punch, landed squarely, on an English boy’s five-year-old nose!
Not exactly comparable to the American Revolution’s “shot heard around the world,” but, most certainly, it was the “punch in the nose, heard around the tea shop” in London. And, looking at that punched nose, I now realize I was seeing the invisible power of words to create substance!
Which brings me back to the theme of this blog: “seeing the invisible.”
As I looked up into the starry heavens last night, Hebrews 11:3, took on added revelation: “Through faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the Word of God, so that things which are seen were not made of things that do appear.” In other words, I was looking at the outward form of the invisible Word of God! I was “seeing the invisible!”
His Word, originating first with His Divine plans and purposes for good, were spoken with Omnipotent power to form all creation as given in the first chapter of Genesis. Again and again, “God spoke,” and those words took on their outward form and specific design of sun, moon, stars, rivers, trees, fruits, great sea creatures, birds and animals – and God saw that it was good!
What indescribable pleasure and delight God must have enjoyed to see all the wonders of the universe His words had brought to visible form. What spectacular entertainment for astonished angelic hosts! Those words in their real, outer form to make manifest the fabulous array of God’s perfect design of creation for the enjoyment of mankind.
All of this wondrous creation prepared and ready for God’s greatest creative plan, when He spoke on the sixth day of creation and said, “Let us make man in our image”… “So God created man in His own image, in the image of God created He him; male and female created He them.” (Genesis 1: 26-27) What a masterpiece, to reflect God’s image on the earth!
And it was to man only that God gave the distinctive gift of words. As from the beginning, cows are still mooing, dogs are still barking, ducks are still quacking and hens are still cackling.
But a baby…ah! A baby grasps and learns a language of words that ever increase in knowledge and understanding and communication! They grow up to be men and women who not only can bless the world with marvelous inventions, beautiful art and literature, but who can also choose to become men and women who bless the world with the life-giving words of God.
Proverbs 4:23 warns us to: “Keep thy heart with all diligence, for out of it are the issues of life.” Those issues proceed out of the heart clothed in “words.” And those words become carriers of faith, hope, love and joy, or words that inhabit the dark cellars of doubt, unbelief, despair and the chains of bondage.
There is a heart to our country – America. A heart brought to her by brave Christian men and women from my own country of England. A heart that, seeing the invisible, “looked for a city which hath foundations, Whose builder and Maker is God.” (Hebrews 11:10) They sought a land where they would be free to live and worship by the Gospel of The Lord Jesus Christ; knowing that, “If the Son, therefore, shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.” (John 8:36) We call them our “Founding Fathers.”
It took sacrifice and blood-bought victory against tyranny and bondage to win an America as a land of life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness for its heritage. And those wise Founding Fathers protected that freedom with words. Words framed by the United States Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, making America the most free nation in the world. Will it continue to be?
In light of the forthcoming national election in November, I am mindful of God’s Word that states: “When the righteous are in authority the people rejoice, but when the wicked beareth rule, the people mourn.”
I am personally convinced that my loyalty to those God-honoring words of freedom, written by our our Founding Fathers, can best be attested to this November by my careful casting of my vote for those who uphold the Constitution and its boundaries.
May I say, your vote is your voice, and your voice frames your words; words that form the immediate destiny of this great nation to either restored liberty and God-fearing Government, or to the curtailing of our precious freedoms.
“Blessed is the nation whose God is The Lord.” (Psalm 33:12)
I’m standing with you … “In the liberty wherewith Christ hath set us free.” (Galatians 5:1)
Now, blessings to you and your family,
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