My godly parents gave me a great head start in life as dynamic examples of heritage in legacy passing on what it means to be a Born Again Christian living Holy for Christ's Coming. I made the decision to confess I'm a sinner as than I a child in my Mom's Toddler class at Church. My public personal life in school until college was kept social by mechanical structure and nurture coming at me to discipline me. I even had a Mechanical Drawing class for six years with a gentlemanly Luthren professor. It was through tight places of thilipses as is the Greek word for that convex condition we all find ourselves in at times of troubles and difficulties in getting past a point and through that vertex of struggle tunneling through He gave me a spirit of victory from Jesus my Savior that Great Shepherd of the Sheep in overcoming sin and difficult circumstances honoring Christ and God in all things about which the world at the time which consisted of fellow students unsaved associates at public school could observe in, about me.
But God's Spirit inside prevailing dwelling in me and living through me enables my life in our Lord planting in me His seed of the Word of God. Just abiding in Him, Jesus Christ, is the Source and means to grow. The Lord is the reality to be laid hold of (paralambano in Greek) Who is that great object to our faith Who is involved deeply in the struggle to live after the Spirit successful even by our God Adonai. The struggle was just the irritation in the oyster of my life to help The Pearl Of Great Price, Christ grow within me large in my heart. Any success whether outwardly, inwardly, or occupationally has been and will be obedience and to the glory of our LORD. Amen.
Why do I feel I shouldn’t tarry?
Too soon I did bring some friends to see,
To them the pearl - just a silly mystery.
I should have dug deeper all around its sides,
For they couldn’t see the beauty in its disguise.
So vast is the meadow to get to it,
But I found a shortcut and long do I sit.
We talk there a lot, as I dig in the sand
It will forever be too large for my hand.
But oh what it does to my heart and soul,
Working at the dirt on my own with the Lord.
When after a season tears of toiling and deep pain,
My pearl more visible, Jesus says its spiritual gain.
Nothing can replace it, so large in my thoughts,
As large as in Revelation, 1,500 miles is a lot.
I was led to that pearl, and at first I didn’t see
Why it needs to remain forever too big for me.