A Faithful Messenger, In the Time of Harvest

by Ken Pullen

Copyright 2016

Scripture used is from the King James Version and appears in Italics

As

the cold of snow in the time of harvest,

so is a faithful messenger

to them that send him:

for he refresheth the soul of his masters

Flesh

becomes weary

working

toiling

among the roiling wave of humanities ever increasing

taste

for

evil

Sweat dripping within the soul

the vessel filling

spirit willing

flesh growing weary

yet

faith, ahh sweet cooling, comforting faith

always

present

in the heat of battle

may

we

be

 used

in

Thy service

O

Lord our Father

O

Jesus our risen Saviour & Lord of our lives!

Refreshing continually in the heated

throes

wherever

whilst

we

toil

terry

go!

Whoso boasteth himself of a false gift

is

like clouds and wind without rain

Take away the dross from the silver,

and there shall come forth

a vessel for the finer

Take away the wicked from before the king,

and his throne

shall be established in righteousness

Living within the inner most in of in

within

these last

Biblical times

of all lives

seeing, knowing, smelling, tasting…

the turmoil

confusion

delusion

perversion

corruption

insatiable

growing appetite

increasing frenzy

abomination — evil — sin

so many

most

revel

take delight in

wallow within

the always increasing sin!

So many boasting

bags of flatulence

bags of wind

no life-giving rain within

just

sin

sin

sin

evermore sin

within

without doubt

faithful remnant knows

time is at hand

all almost over

end of the beginning

coming of the end

coming of the Lord and Saviour

with flames for eyes

a sword for a tongue

sin no more!

Refine us

remaining remnant

in Thy fire

any dross

burn

burn

burn away

so we may better serve Thee

today

is at hand

all we’re given

rejoice in the Lord’s great mercy

give flowing thankfulness

glory

all glory

to

God our Father

Jesus Christ, He, yes, He

God

come to earth to take upon Him

all of everyone’s sin from then to the nearing end

He, yes, He our Risen Lord!

Beware!

This world’s king’s

high places

rulers

most worn paths taken by so many

for theirs

is the pathways of

wickedness

iniquity

eternal death!

Is there a king

taking counsel from anything other than

wickedness?

Where, O, where is remaining

righteousness!?

Confidence in an unfaithful man in time of trouble

is like a broken tooth,

and a foot out of joint

So many now among

us with their broken false teeth

stepping erringly along

unsound

unrighteous

unstable

disjointed

fabled filled filthy pathways

I

see

billions

in the dust

of

this world’s greatest (saddest)

death march

It is better to dwell in the corner of the housetop,

than with a brawling woman and in a wide house

May we keep our

distance

find our place

within

alongside

always near

our Precious

merciful

forgiving

Lord

dwelling in the tabernacle

of protection

nourishment

discernment

life!

which is His living inerrant

Word!

Avoiding the brawlers

slinking sin-loving nightcrawlers

those who we can only pray for

pray

the power of the Spirit of God

works within their darkened

damp

wicked

cold hearts of prey

let us pray

for those each day

they

hear the voice of the Lord

learn to recognize His voice, His touch, His forgiveness

mercy

mercy

mercy

grace

to faith

we pray!

If thine enemy be hungry,

give him bread to eat;

and if he be thirsty,

give him water to drink:

For thou shalt heap coals of fire upon his head,

and the LORD shall reward thee

Do we need further

discernment?

Can we heed?

Do we believe?

Can we give, sacrifice, serve?

He

that hath no rule

over his own spirit

is like a city that is broken down, and without walls

Dear brother

Dear loving sister

remnant fabric woven

worn

torn

asunder

remaining

with the Head

can we

exhibit self-control?

Prohibit

that which removes us

distracts us

tears us

away from our eyes on the prize

away from our Lord?

Self-control of the flesh

in all things

dearly beloved sister, brother

growing in grace

growing in faith

daily

like a pure seed taking root

putting forth branches

good fruits

always nourished only by Life-Giving Waters

our Lord!(lest we be cut asunder and cast into the fire!)

Enter ye in at the strait gate:

for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction,

and many there be which go in thereat:

Because

strait is the gate,

and narrow is the way,

which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it.

Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep’s clothing,

but inwardly they are ravening wolves.

Ye shall know them by their fruits.

Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles?

Even so

every good tree bringeth forth good fruit;

but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit.

A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit,

neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.

Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.

Wherefore

by their fruits

ye shall know them.

Not every one that saith unto me,

Lord,

Lord,

shall enter into the kingdom of heaven;

but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.

Many will say to me in that day,

Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name?

and in thy name have cast out devils?

and in thy name done many wonderful works?

And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you:

depart from me,

ye that work iniquity.

Therefore

whosoever

heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them,

I will liken him unto a wise man,

which built his house upon a rock:

And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew,

and beat upon that house;

and it fell not:

for it was founded upon a rock.

And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not,

shall be

likened unto a foolish man,

which built his house

upon the sand:

And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it.

And it came to pass, when Jesus had ended these sayings,

the people were astonished at his doctrine: For he taught them as one having authority, and not as the scribes…

As

the cold of snow in the time of harvest,

so is a faithful messenger

to them that send him:

for he refresheth the soul of his masters