TEACH ME!
I do not know my name.
Neither do I know what I look like.
My memory fails me.
The last thing I remember is having life breath into me and seeing a very powerful being.
Oh, how powerful, we walked on clouds, he showed me stars and even the planet mars.
He told me the story of creation; how he brought to life all that there is and will ever be.
He told me about the crown of his creation and how he loves them.
And I said to him, tell me more, No, Teach me.
After all was said and done he said to me.
If you were taught this same truth of someone else would you believe.
If I had not shown you all these great things but just told you stories of them would you believe.
Now the time had come.
He placed on a lump of cloud and he began to wave.
As I drifted slowly away from him, the light became smaller and smaller.
In a second I was surrounded by darkness.
For the past 8 months and 25 days I have listened from my swollen shell.
I have heard nothing but the misplaced hope of men in morality and riches, and I am sore afraid.
I am not afraid of where I go but the truth I am forgetting.
I kick this shell every now and then fighting to retain the memory of the truth I have left.
But I do so to no avail.
The truth is slipping, ever going.
Memory fails me.
Therefore I say to you who hears my cry.
I have only one request.
It is the same request I made to the Lord God of Isreal.
That you teach.
Teach me about God’s love.
Remind me of the cross calvary.
Where the sacrifice was paid in full so that saints may ascend to glory.
The grace of God that surely abounds for everyone who believes
in Christ.
Teach me about faith, hope, patience, love, and the wrath of God that rests upon the children of disobedience.
Do not teach me to be a good person.
Filling my life with a bunch of Do’s and Dont’s.
Laws that people before me have failed to keep.
Dont you know that the law came by Moses but grace came by Christ.
Our righteousness is nothing but rags before him.
Tell me about HIS righteousness that I may lean on him.
Do not come to me with doctrines of wealth and riches.
Telling me to seek my best life now.
Working to gain the world.
While spending the rest of my life ignoring him.
Wealth is good, morality is good.
But do not lay this down as the foundation of my life.
If I am introduced to him having morality and riches as my foundation.
I will measure my relationship with him as the amount of laws I have kept, self righteousness, or the amount of wealth I have received, Covetousness.
Away with self righteousness, Away with covetousness. Away with these laws and doctrines of wealth. Away!, Away!!, Away!!!.
Time will not permit me to tell all.
For it is the 9th month and I must become an empty shell and be as one who had no knowledge at all.
But I say to you.
If you hear my cry, I do not cry for milk.
Neither do I cry to be covered in silk.
I do not cry for songs sweet as honey
Nor do I cry for tickling in the tummy.
I cry so that you may teach me all that I have forgotten.
That you may teach me godliness.
Please teach me godliness.
Please teach me.
Please…..Teach Me.
