“14  Therefore hear the word of the Lord, you scoffers, who rule this people in Jerusalem! 15  Because you have said, “We have made a covenant with death, and with Sheol we have an agreement, when the overwhelming whip passes through it will not come to us, for we have made lies our refuge, and in falsehood we have taken shelter”; 16  therefore thus says the Lord God, “Behold, I am the one who has laid as a foundation in Zion, a stone, a tested stone, a precious cornerstone, of a sure foundation: ‘Whoever believes will not be in haste.’ 17  And I will make justice the line, and righteousness the plumb line; and hail will sweep away the refuge of lies, and waters will overwhelm the shelter.” 18  Then your covenant with death will be annulled, and your agreement with Sheol will not stand; when the overwhelming scourge passes through, you will be beaten down by it. 19  As often as it passes through it will take you; for morning by morning it will pass through, by day and by night; and it will be sheer terror to understand the message. 20  For the bed is too short to stretch oneself on, and the covering too narrow to wrap oneself in. 21  For the Lord will rise up as on Mount Perazim; as in the Valley of Gibeon he will be roused; to do his deed—strange is his deed! and to work his work—alien is his work! 22  Now therefore do not scoff, lest your bonds be made strong; for I have heard a decree of destruction from the Lord God of hosts against the whole land. 23  Give ear, and hear my voice; give attention, and hear my speech. 24  Does he who plows for sowing plow continually? Does he continually open and harrow his ground? 25  When he has leveled its surface, does he not scatter dill, sow cumin, and put in wheat in rows and barley in its proper place, and emmer as the border? 26  For he is rightly instructed; his God teaches him. 27  Dill is not threshed with a threshing sledge, nor is a cart wheel rolled over cumin, but dill is beaten out with a stick, and cumin with a rod. 28  Does one crush grain for bread? No, he does not thresh it forever; when he drives his cart wheel over it with his horses, he does not crush it. 29  This also comes from the Lord of hosts; he is wonderful in counsel and excellent in wisdom.” (Is 28:14–29 ESV)

Holiness befits this house… it is very holy to witness God’s Alien work, to mature and then post-maturation to Learn, as if a child again, of Energized Spirit, of some Design unto our Grace Experience, of Positive Vibes maybe even. 

Positive, as in cool calculated machinations go by the wayside and Instantly we are held unto a Higher Standard of Esteem, Adoration, Plenteous Provision, and Basic Omni-channel Voice. We Hear… we hear a Father in Heaven, if we needs point a finger, who has Decreed and Set in Motion a front office, a secretariat, a Support Staff sublime, unto the Child, unto the Christian Witness, unto the Soldier.

This is called the Holy Spirit, the way incongruous entities in society suddenly appear in Lockstep, suddenly the boring randomness of life becomes Design and Intent, becomes Meaningful Signage and Symbolism, becomes a Love Song, Love Letter unto the Cause.

We will fare unto the Declaration of Tomorrow’s War just as well because of that Alien Righteousness that is His. His, whom we worship. His, an Intervention just when healthy self-confidence posits our own winning streak, only now lost in Awe and Wonder at the unusually Sublime Salutary Sobering Fact: God dwells in castles made of clouds, and We His People Receive from His hand double for our efforts; He invests and then re-invests and plus ultra Surpasses the status quo, the bedline stat pings are now Elevated to Excitement Illegal, readiness to Die because to Die is to Translate, to Traverse, to Trance-Like Receive… double from the Lord’s hand because this is of an inkling called War that we dared only fear a bit, not dared to Surmount or Announce an Already-Victory. He is the ultra. He is the Alien in this terrestrial ball called Earth.

Because the alien work of Righteousness clips down and slips beneath all Memory and Standard Borne: our standard is a level of depressiveness, that is not Melancholy but nonetheless Manageable Facts and Memories of life, pool-side life, furtive night mission-life, memorable Quotes and Exchanges-life; all that is Manageable becomes manna from the Ageless One, manna coming down from Heaven with those sweet nothings whispered in the ear, “You think I will abandon you… I will never abandon you”.

We are starting a Christian, Spirit-Led, missionary-led War on the basis of a post-apocalyptic Loss, of Complete Ruin of the hard work of so many Visionaries and Back-Office pundits, prophets, prosecuting attorneys of Life, and purveyors of a clipped stern expression, this one I shall not deny: advocate for her, for him, because their life has been anything but easy; see how unfair life has treated them, see their deeds of love for the saints…. See!

And to float away into Nirvana and cloud-cuckoo land in the Spirit, is to tamp down and suit up come Vision’s end, to go the Route of Pluck and FIght, to be Frontline yet again, rewind and kick the brew in, and do it all over again… each day a slog and yet Post-Experience a willing jaunt.

We are trying to Announce a Second Coming. We are trying to announce that Christ will Come Again to set all things right. We are trying to announce that God is to be feared, because He turns even our victories into sublime judgment-day artistic Recompenses. When we have an illicit Gain, He mocks us with a fitting Judgment. When we forget, that we are the wealthy in the land, He mocks us via our lack of Fear of Him, with biting off more than we can chew. He mocks us, and to the Saint He undoes so many voices whispered in the ear, you’re not good enough, you’re flawed, you’re going to be abandoned. Because every pet name and loving exchange in the world cannot fix childhood Trauma quite, only God’s Spirit can begin to turn our slog of repetitive manic and obsessive Reliving and Reliving the hour, into God-made-the-difference Testimony. Unto the loving lady or gent who is strangely newly Beautiful in their Conversion to Christ.