I came to you with Truth in one hand, and your futures in the other. I came to you as the fulfillment of all prophecy. I told you who I was. I showed you who I was. You argued with Me, futilely so, unable to justify your evil and hypocrisy. You foolish religious leaders! I stood before you, healing your sick, raising your dead, feeding your hungry, opening eyes, and drying up blood. Yet, the pride of Satan, in your hearts and minds would not allow Truth to exist in you or about you. You conspired to kill Me, but nothing I taught or admonished could be proven a lie. For the very Word, of which you were experts, sided with Me. Your love of yourselves and the riches you gained from the heights to which you exalted yourselves, had become your gods. It infuriated you when I said, "You cannot serve both God and money." Your pride yelped every time I called you hypocrites ("a hit dog will holler").
In all My time on Earth, I showed you all the Love of My Father, your Creator in Heaven. You were given what you did not deserve. Right, is all I ever did by you, but the pride of Satan, in your bones, would not allow you to take the bitterness and cleansing fire of Truth and correction. So, you had Me arrested on "trumped" up charges and manipulated to system every way you knew how, to have me condemned to death. You cowards could not even do it yourselves.
I was flogged and brutally beaten, as multitudes of Satan's eyes looked on and cheered. In effort to sustain your corruption, you pushed for crucifixion. Every stripe, cut, scar, bruise, I bore, for your sins. I carried my cross for you, though you hated Me, mocked Me, stoned Me. Yet, I stood on My own two feet, for Truth. I fell three times, but each time I rose back to My feet, MY feet; for you! You could not break me or take my Walk away. You nailed me to your sins, which I gladly took on, so that you may be saved; so that you may be redeemed to your Creator. Even in all of this, the word in which you were self-proclaimed experts, was fulfilled. For the sake of your religious rituals, you called for My legs to be broken so that I may die faster, but I was already long gone (John 19:31-37).
"The righteous person may have many troubles, but the Lord delivers him from them all; he protects all his bones, not one of them will be broken."
I now, look down on My establishment and see that it is very small still. I look at the hearts and souls of mankind and see the same pride I saw in the Pharisees and Sadducees and those who took part in the Sanhedrin that condemned Me. Pride is out of control. My Church are people who live by My example and My love, verily. I see now that religions, denominations, statues, massive temples, money, fame and notoriety are worshiped more than My Father. My Body is sick, confused, and warring against itself. The pride of Satan still exists among you in these very setting and places. Heed my Word once again:
“The kingdom of heaven is like a man who sowed good seed in his field. But while everyone was sleeping, his enemy came and sowed weeds among the wheat, and went away. When the wheat sprouted and formed heads, then the weeds also appeared. “The owner’s servants came to him and said, ‘Sir, didn’t you sow good seed in your field? Where then did the weeds come from?’ “‘An enemy did this,’ he replied. “The servants asked him, ‘Do you want us to go and pull them up?’ “‘No,’ he answered, ‘because while you are pulling the weeds, you may uproot the wheat with them. Let both grow together until the harvest. At that time I will tell the harvesters: First collect the weeds and tie them in bundles to be burned; then gather the wheat and bring it into my barn (Matthew 13:24-30).’”
I will return for the harvest, but I will not announce my coming! I will not send out advanced notices or emails, asking for RSVP's by the certain date. Though I love you, each and every one, not all of you will survive the harvest. Those of you, whom I know (Matthew 7:21-23), stand firm and remain hot (Mark 13:13). For I will not accept cold or lukewarm (Revelation 3:14-22). ALL that you need is in ME, not man or mankind. Do I have your heart? Do I truly have your heart? I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. My way is in My Word. Know Me for yourself! As I asked my disciples, long ago, "Who do YOU say I am (Mark 8:27-29)?"
I, Bryan Hollomon Williams, am grateful for my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ on this day and all days of my life. My heart has been heavy this entire week, as I've studied the Passion and imagined each day of Holy week and what Jesus did on each day. A Man against the world, He was. Imagine your child, right now, in your mind. No matter the age, imagine your child slapped repeatedly, beaten, spit on, and flogged for simply walking into a place and telling the Truth. My son and I discussed this very thing last night. Could you bear to see your offspring go through what Jesus did. For the sake of my Savior, I refuse to allow the world, current trends, worldly and misguided modern day Pharisees influence me in any way.
Last night, I had a dream. I dreamed that my family and I were back at the house where I grew up, in Eight Mile, Alabama. The family was all about in different parts of the house. I looked out into the backyard to see a tornado touching down. It seemed that only I could see it. I shouted and yelled for everyone to get into the bathroom. It was as though they could not hear, and I could not move them or drag them with me. It felt as though the tornado surrounded the house and sat there for what seemed like an eternity. As all the air was being pulled out of the house, I fell to my knees and prayed out to God, that our lives be spared and that the walls and windows hold up. Shortly after, the tornado moved on. Outside, all surrounding homes and trees were decimated. Though I felt sorrow for others, I could not resist praising God for saving my house and my family.
As with this tornado, I cannot make you see Jesus. I cannot make you know Him, seek Him, or give in to Him. All I can do is shout it out and pray for the best. So, my shout and prayer to and for all of you on this day:
Lord God, I pray for every heart and soul attached to the eyes of those who read this today. May they see Jesus, this Easter season. May they see the significance of having true relationship with Jesus Christ. May their pride be set aside and diminished by humility, open minds, and true discernment. Bless their homes with the protection You provide for mine. Turn their hearts and minds into that good soil which receives the seed of Your Word, understands it and "produces a crop, yielding a hundred, sixty, or thirty times what was sown." Lord, help us to discern, identify, and call out the works of evil among us, and not fall for its traps and snares. May we ever have it in our hearts to praise You and give You honor, not just during religious seasons, but in all seasons of life. Let us all, be mindful of what Your Son, Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior did for us on this day. May this be our focus at this time. Let us not be consumed by the material, unholy, and pagan traditions that tend to plague this weekend, in contention for our very souls. I love you Lord, for all that You've done, all that You do, and all that You will do. I know our time is not promised and is short, God, but I pray that with Your Word expressed in this post, at least one or two or a few souls are turned from weeds to wheat, so that they find themselves in the bosom of Christ instead of soul destroying fire. Thank you for our lives this day and please continue to provide safety for my family and my friends and all who are reading this now. In Jesus' name, Amen!
Those who have ears, let them hear.......
Bryan Hollomon Williams