Could It Be As Awful As the Crucifixion Itself?

 How sweet are Your words to my taste.  Sweeter than honey to my mouth!  Living life with You requires dipping my mind into the sweetness of Your Word every day  Cursed is the man wo eats any food until evening, before I have taken vengeance on my enemies. - [1 Samuel 12:24]  

..."My father has troubled the land.  Look now, how my countenance has brightened because I tasted a little of this honey..." --[1 Samuel 12:27]

Without You, Jesus, not one piece of wood will be left uncharred at this MotorMouth Motel.  Not one survivor will be able to return and will be left out in the winter cold.  Thank You for running this place, for putting Your protective hand on us all.  There will be wars and rumors of wars.  There will be the beginnings of sorrows.  i will be delivered up to councils.  You took only four disciples with You on the Mount of Olives because You didn't want to frighten us all off all at once. 


Am i frightened?  Am i afraid of being beaten and spit on in the streets?  Tazed by some crooked cop for not stopping to preach the Gospel on some street corner, who tells me to shut up and who won't simply cuff me and take me off to the jail.  Beheaded like Pul, stoned likes Stephen?  Burned like Barnabas?  Encouraging a brother one minute, burned alive the next?  Could it be as awful as the crucifixion itself?

i don't mind being invisible so feeling invisible is no longer a concern of mine.  i don't mind the disconnect between me and others.  i've already been the miracle sperm and so have many others.

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