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The Midnight Ocean

Reflections, Poetry, and Prose from the depths of the Midnight Ocean.
Out of the depths I cry to you, O LORD;
O Lord, hear my voice. Let your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy. Psalm 130
Behold, the days come, saith the LORD, that I will make a new covenant. After those days, saith the LORD,
I will put my law in their inwards parts, and write it in their hearts; and will be their God,
and they shall be my people. Jeremiah 31:31-33
Wherefore the law is holy, and the Commandment Holy, and just, and good. Rom7:12
Sifatai tiftach- u'fi yagid- tehilatecha!
- If I open my lips- let my mouth- declare Your praise!

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Dear Acquaintance In Paradise	May 15, 2008 7:00 am 451 Views
This is a poem I wrote while in paradise... Acquaintance in Paradise, soul so tender and sweet, your eyes so captivating and bright, shine like diamonds with unending light. Your fine curly locks more precious than silk, flowing so gently without any guilt; for these are the things my heart has been spilt. Acquaintance in paradise, soul so tender and sweet, smile so radiant one could never grow cold, and a laugh so contagious that will never grow old. Your presence so powerful, subtle and bold- can release a 1 ton burden... 10 fold, for all these reasons I am sold. Dear Acquaintance in Paradise, so brilliant and aware- mind so quick and right, I'm in awe of your intentions, and intrigued by your insight. Your charm is thicker than any, consider this a blessing never acquired by many. For all these reasons my acquaintance in paradise, I cannot be sorry. Copyright © 2008 MAS
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Do YOU Even Know Which Way Is Up???	May 14, 2008 2:30 am 464 Views
We can spend years walking down one path without even knowing what end is up.I know it is a strange statement, but please let me prove the statements worth. I recently read of how in 1979 an archaeologist named Gabi was excavating burial sites in the Hinnom Valley in Jerusalem. One day a group of school children belonging to an archeology club arrived. One child in particular was boisterous and annoying in that special way only 12 year old boys can be. lol. The child, Nathan, kept interrupting and asking "silly" questions, so Gabi thought of a way to get young Nathan out of his hair for a bit. Gabi said something on the order of, "stay at this spot and don't leave until it is as clean as your mothers kitchen. And don't touch anything that you find!" It wasn't even a couple of minutes later that Gabi again felt a tug at the back of his shirt and Nathans voice. When Gabi turned around he saw young Nathan holding some obviously very old and previously undiscovered clay pots! What young Nathan had done led to one of the most significant archaeological finds of all time. You see the little cut-up Nathan was not content with cleaning so he took a hammer and started banging way at the stone floor. Only it wasn't a floor as Gabi and all the highly educated archaeologists had assumed, it was a fallen first century BC ceiling! Among the great finds to come were two pieces of rolled silver "the size of cigarette butts." After 3 years they finally had successfully unrolled them-intact. What was revealed was a 2,600 year old benediction of The Book of Numbers. That's 300 years older than the Dead Sea Scrolls. Proving once and for all that The Book was not a Hellenistic invention- as unbelievers spitefully proposed. So in conclusion it is true that we can walk for years down one path- not knowing which end is up. Sometimes even a heedless child can stumble upon ( or tactlessly shatter LOL ) a truth we've overlooked in our "great wisdom." So no matter where you're at in your walk with Christ, keep a humble open-mind. Because even those immature- annoying little buggers- just might be able to teach YOU...what end is up!GB friends! sabrefire Copyright © 2008 MAS
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Doomed To The Minds Dark Abyss???	May 12, 2008 5:40 am 413 Views
What are memories more than mental still-frames stored in the recesses of our mind? It has been suggested by some that we never truly forget anything, but rather that we simply lose the path that would allow us to again access it. We always permanently file away those events that we deem significant and sweep what's left into our temporary folder...where if we don't come looking for it anytime soon, it's doomed to the mental dark abyss- and never to be recalled again. At least not in this life. And not by the notoriously under-utilized capacity of our flesh brain. When you flip through your mental photo album what do you see? Your wedding day? The face belonging to your first kiss? The unsteady gaze of your newborn son or daughter? Perhaps you see something darker, something that is better whispered about than announced publicly? Something painful and tragic. Yesterday was Mothers day and I was blessed enough to spend the day with my mother and family. I had noticed on her refrigerator was a picture. There on aged-yellowing paper was a very crude drawing of some leviathan. Above it was written "Godzilla." Below -in an unsteady hand, "robie, January 1980." Rob is my older brother, and in 1/1980 I hadn't even been conceived yet. Today my brother is quite successful and by most accounts quite skilled at what he does. What strikes me is that my mother doesn't have his business card up on the fridge, or a recent picture displaying his accomplishments, but rather a crude drawing he'd made some 28 years ago. SURELY he has no recollection of ever drawing it! But, my mother does. This morning I'm thinking, perhaps this is just how our Lord Jesus Christ looks at our photo albums. Perhaps those still-frames of OUR memories that comprise OUR mental photo album are not exactly the ones that the Lord greatly prizes. Perhaps we are all just as my brother was, an 'unskilled' hand offering gifts out of love and hope, not knowing fully yet what 'true' art is...and not caring to. Perhaps His album of us is comprised of a great many still-frames of those innocent thoughts and deeds lost to the recesses of our minds... but precious in His. GB, sabrefire Copyright ©2008 MAS
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For The Kid In Us All.	May 9, 2008 9:55 pm 622 Views
Here's something I wrote for the kid in all of us... Small Blue Fish I set out atop the sea alone I wanted to be long I traveled hard I paddled Just me, my boat, and the water below Just before dark came a startling "hello." I feverishly looked about but not a craft was in sight Why, I asked "had I imagined such a fright?" It was sometime later...perhaps two dawns pass, came another friendly gasp... "Hello!" I jerked and off came my cap "Hello?" I replied uncertain as I sat "You are there I see, and I'm truly glad of that...perhaps kind sir you would like your hat?" I looked past the bow and into the sea what I saw next still amazes me A kindly expression on the face of a small blue fish! It spoke, "I only need a second for I have but one dear wish... Perhaps kind man can you point this fish toward land? For there are things in the sea I just can't understand." Surprised I relied, "O' dear fish, believe me there you will find no certain bliss, For the land you seek can be equally as bleak." Long I sat without so much as a sound long the small blue fish floated without swimming around Throughout the night both man and fish thought with all their might And when the sun did rise I said "O dear fish I believe I have a plan you teach the fish and I'll teach man we'll forget about ourselves and teach of the I AM." GB, sabrefire Copyright ©2008 MAS
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Out of Darkness Comes Light

May 4, 2008 6:31 pm
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Out of the darkness comes light.
Darkness is not the enemy of light, it's the absence of it.
In contrast to my last thread I want to quickly, describe the pain and darkness that I felt in the hours of my trouble. I wrote this several months ago after a period of nostalgia- on my earlier youth. I'm not sure that it will be meaningful- or relate-able for others, but nonetheless I'd thought I'd share it to show what I was saved from. It goes:

There wasn't any hope. At least not any "real" hope; not the consoling palpable kind. There was only the astral kind. The kind often reserved only for the demented- or the kind half heartedly offered to the dying.
He had envisioned his past as elaborately decorated with divers strands of twinkling lights; now they were mere nostalgic relics of hope. Gone forever-twice dead. Ahead was only blackness. Hope? No. He wasn't even sure the sun would rise in the morning...nor was he sure he wanted it to.
Perhaps the sun itself was just a dream. Perhaps it too had given up hope.
The sun, the world, and everyone in it wasn't good enough anymore. It couldn't save him-from itself. He couldn't save him- from himself.
In his darkness came a single ray of light. It whispered to him,
"tell me child where've you been?
I missed you son, where you been?"
And that was the first day of the rest of my life.
"1Jo 2:8 Again, a new commandment I write unto you, which thing is true in him and in you: because the darkness is past, and the true light now shineth.
1Jo 2:9 He that saith he is in the light, and hateth his brother, is in darkness even until now.
1Jo 2:10 He that loveth his brother abideth in the light, and there is none occasion of stumbling in him."

GbU and what do you think?
Sabrefire

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Reflections- On My Old Self...My Past.	May 2, 2008 4:56 pm 662 Views
T.G. exams are over- and my mind can rest- and my heart can again speak! Here's what I'm thinking about tonight... Sometimes I ask myself "how in the world did you ever make it-from day to day in those days?" "Those days," being when the flame did not burn as it does now. Lol, sometimes I feel as befuddled by this question... as if someone had asked me to do a chi-square in my head. Honestly, it's best answered by that common gesticulation of shrugged shoulders and a cocked grin. I just don't know. LOL. Sometimes when I hear or read of "The Song of Degrees," I think... what a great description of the burning flame of faith- that dwells inside the believer. When I rewind the dial -back into my early adult years, I become an obscure and faint recollection of myself. The less I recognize myself... as me. At 23 I was 180 degrees of myself. Distant, dark, and quite unfamiliar. At 14 I was not unlike I was at 24. Perhaps, 90 degrees of angle. Because at 14, grace filled the space, that by 25-knowledge had learned. At 27...I don't know- it's hard to define perpetual motion. I just know that it gets brighter everyday that I remain in Him. I hear the ticking- I feel the light, and I pray that grace takes me back to that place... that place I came from...0 degrees. Or should I say 360 degrees?? GbY friends! sabrefire Copyright © 2008 MAS
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HOUSTON, WE HAVE A PROBLEM: Hubris! Our Reality.	May 1, 2008 12:46 am 682 Views
Excuse me for being uncharacteristically brash for a moment. It's a sad reality that people are all too adept at using their "faith" as a weapon of prideful fragmentation. Some even mingle a real weapon (homicide bomber anyone?)with this ugly weapon. "Oh, I would never do that!" But you tell me is, it better or worse if someone slays a soul by turning them away from what little truth they do have? Didn't Christ teach of this? Didn't he warn that if anyone should harm the precious little one's, or that it would be better for Sodom than it will be for some when He returns? A shameful number of us continue to stagger blindly about, drunken with the maddening wine of our own ego's. Our stumbling block has become the camouflaged serpent at the feet of our pulpits and pews,(and even our blogs)... and he's disguised as "the truth, and the only truth." "But surely YOU will not die; you're as god's, you know good from evil perfectly." It slithers. Please don't misconstrue what I'm saying, there is a "One truth." An absolute truth. But when a man supposes to know it, he's already proved himself to have deviated from it. The One truth already came, and was tortured and slain, because of our hubris, and haughty ego's. Branded a Blasphemer by Pharisaical subscribers to the "one truth" taught by man. He has risen...and we are not Him. We should all be vigilant in listening for the Pharisaical spirit, that may come out of our mouths. By recognizing it, we can help defeat it. We can strip away the serpents skin, but Christ alone will smash the serpents head with his heel. We won't completely have the "One truth," until Christ is De Facto- in our arms... and we can cut out the middle man between our soul-and-G-d; that middle man is our depraved minds. We believe our faith is infallible and immortal. But,in fact the only thing that seems infallible and immortal these days... is our ego's. GB and sorry for the tangent. But,us young believers we have a long row to ho, and our task is daunting. It saddens and enrages me at the same time. It's not a battle for fists and tears, but a battle that can only be fought with Love...the greatest Commandment of all. Be vigilant always, with Love, sabrefire Copyright © 2008 MAS
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Let The Ember Still GLO...	Apr 30, 2008 10:30 am 726 Views
The Lamb is the light thereof. Our soul is the candle of G-d. The seven candlesticks are the seven churches. Sometimes here on the midnight ocean the flame blazes, other times it flickers and wanes...but G-d forbid, it ever go out. We must struggle to hold fast to this gift of G-d within. As believers we are a reflection of the Lamb who is the light of the world, we are the stem of the candlestick, and our soul is indeed the candle of G-d. Amidst the inhospitable sands of the Middle East -there has been a custom of maintaining an ember at all times- so that when the scorching sun of day gives way to the frigidness of night, the traveling pastoralist can survive...with comfort. It's existed at least since the time of Abraham. Thousands of years. At dawn an ember of charcoal is plucked from the nights fire and wrapped in the husk of a common desert cane-like plant. Then the husk is wrapped in cloth and stowed away for use at a later time. It is now- and has been - a custom of these desert pastoralist's to offer food and tea to anyone that comes near. Just as Abraham threw open the tents entrance at the sight of the Angels of G-d on their way to Sodom. It is custom to likewise be hospitable even to enemies. What we can learn here on BC, from this is that when our flame is in danger of flickering-out; and we are tempted to leave because of a perceived enemy or insult, we must not let it affect our flame for G-d. If we leave BC let it be because G-d would have us leave, and not because someone has doused our fire. And wherever we travel,and whatever enemies we cross paths with in the future, let us carry with us the ember always. And serve even our enemies...wherever G-d may lead us. Let our embers still Glo, Isa 42:6 I the LORD have called thee in righteousness, and will hold thine hand, and will keep thee, and give thee for a covenant of the people, for a light of the Gentiles; Isa 42 To open the blind eyes, to bring out the prisoners from the prison, [and] them that sit in darkness out of the prison house. Stow the ember, sabrefire Copyright ©2008 MAS
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Thoughts On My Failure Today...	Apr 28, 2008 7:47 pm 1080 Views
Recently on my blog, we've been discussing G-d in the stars, G-d in natures creatures; the G-d within, and the G-d without, etc,etc. Today however, I was painfully reacquainted with that seemingly far less romantic, and gallant dwelling that G-d also presides over- our failure. 7:45AM brought that most dreaded of student past-times Final Exams! Where in one brief hour or two, the fruits of weeks of anxiety, sleepless nights, and diligence (or lack thereof) are put upon the scales and weighed. By 7:55AM this morning I knew that something was amiss, and I was found wanting. Failure for me, is not something that I enjoy talking about. But, failure for us is as much a part of our lives as victory is. It's as tangible a thing as joy, and as real as the earth beneath us. We learn from Psalms 125:2 "As the mountains are round about Jerusalem, so the LORD is round about His people from henceforth even for ever." Just as the mountains around Jerusalem are of the same dust that Jerusalem sits on; We likewise, who are His People, are an integral part of-Him. For man was made in the image of G-d and also of the dust. And no more did the mountains flee and forsake Jerusalem in the days of her trouble, than will the Lord abandon us when we fail. And sometimes it's in our lowliness that we are truly able to see the mountains around us. GBY Friends, Sabrefire
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"BLOGGERS LOWER YOUR GATES!"	Apr 24, 2008 4:48 am 924 Views
Bloggers...Let's lower our gates. I want to talk with you about gates. Yes, just plain old gates, but as usual their is a bit of a twist. When we hear of the Temple today we often hear of its walls. Very often the "wailing or Western Wall," where observers have gone for generation after generation to bemoan the destruction of the temple. Tucking their written prayers into the clefts of the bricks. During the ages of the kingdoms, walls were the first line of defense against attackers and marauders. It presented a means of retaining the treasure, the life, and the kings sovereignty. When the walls fell the kingdom and the king fell with it. We ourselves erect walls of our own to protect what we hold dear, be it our hearts, our loved ones, and for a great many of us here on BC...our G-d. We erect these walls and defend them viscously, fervently, and sometimes bitterly. We are afraid a breech of the enemy, will bring us destruction and exile. You see sometimes we all fail to realize that an attack doesn't need to breach the walls to mount an effective attack. The enemy can just surround the walls and cut off the trade, the bread, and the water. Through isolation, the kingdom will fall just as if it were attacked. The main difference is that the attackers will not even suffer a single loss. Just like when we are tricked into isolation by the sight of an attack, do we suffer likewise. Ok so you may be thinking, "I thought you wanted to talk about gates?" Yes! We must learn to use our gates more effectively. We cannot close off-within our walls the good within us from getting out. And we shouldn't call every man that is from a different camp an attacker.By this we make enemies and not friends. The more enemies we make the more isolated we will become during the impending attacks. Eventually, we'll wear down and starve. Let's lower our gates during the day and let the goodness of G-d's kingdom within us move freely. When it's dark its ok to pull up the gates and keep a watchman. But, lets not attack till a time when we can see clearly that those outside are indeed enemies. It's such an awful thing to be hasty and slay one of our own. Let us be a more gracious host. As G-d is the Host of Hosts. Besides the Holy of Holies inside our temples- as believers in the One G-d, is His, and what the Lord gives- He can take away. Gb friends, Sabrefire Copyright ©2008 MAS
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