I Have A King

I very wonderful thing has happened to me.

It happened at a moment I never seen coming.

I knelt down because my legs were weary and was seeking some relief, if but for a second.

Quite appropriate, really, once I thought about it.

But back to that moment.

I was in the "kneel" position.

And all at once was reminded that a King stood before me, and that I belonged to Him.

God, Himself , stood before me.

And I remembered who I was and what I was.

Delroy Martin, Jr. : A Minister of the Gospel


I have a King! His Name is Jesus!

A Vulnerable State of Being

While sitting by the river reading, I watched as a young lady passed by walking a three legged dog. The dog had no front right leg. In a moment I wondered whether that dog was better off with three legs hopping on the first down this walkway; or better off having been put down at the time it lost its leg instead?

Then I thought about the scriptures that say it is better to enter heaven with one hand or one eye than to burn in the lake of fire with the limb that causes on to sin.

Next I thought about the homeless or those wounded who are missing limbs. How do they feel?

At times I feel spiritually, emotionally or mentally disabled as if a limb or few are missing. Jesus, being my hope for life, salvation, and restoration, does that make me better off? If it makes me just as vulnerable, maybe so! Such dependence gives us a blessed assistance, and with Jesus, a blessed assurance.