Life's Railway to Heaven

Life is like a mountain railway, with an engineer that's brave. We must make the run successful, from the cradle to the grave. Watch the curves, the hills the trestles, never falter; never fail. Keep your hand upon the throttle, and your eyes upon the rail.

Blessed Savior; thou wilt guide us, 'til we reach that blissful shore where the angels wait to join in God's praise, forevermore. As you roll along the trestle, over Jordan's swellin' tide you'll behold a Union depot into which your train will glide. There you'll meet the superintendent; God the Father; God the Son with a hearty, joyous plaudit: Weary pilgrim, welcome home. Blessed Savior' thou wilt guide us, till we reach that blissful shore where the angels wait to join us in God's praise forevermore! http://www.micahrowland.com/carey/Life's Railway to Heaven.mp3 King of Soul

Across Friday

Now I dont know but I been told that all the news says Methusalah was old. Now Enoch is new depending on your point of view. All the news that's fit to print doesn't come close to giving us a hint. All the babble online aint worth a dime but it fills up the time. Now time is on our side; yet when all's said and done this life is a pretty good ride. . . that leads us to who knows where. . . not only that but really when you get down to it nobody knows how the story ends, although the Torah enables us to know how it begins and Gospels give us a view of how who's dead comes alive again. And if you believe that I've got some real estate in eternity i'll share with you I mean... not that its mine to share, but I dare you to find a better narrative. . . and we all suspect there's been plenty of story-tellin' in the history of mankind, which is worth, well, maybe a dime. What we do know is we all got what's coming to us, whether its judgement or mercy, to be satisfied or thirsty. I mean, to be or not to be, that is the question, whether it be nobler to be by the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune made to suffer a sea of troubles, or . . . or by opposing, end them . Anyway, be that as it may. . . looking ahead to what is ahead, considering all who are living and those who are dead i think the best conclusion that a man could make, or a woman, for God's wake, is that on Good Friday Jesus was executed

 but on the third day after that he was resurrected. Now after a little bit of prayin' I'm just sayin' . . . Follow the Way.

Travelers' Rest

Well I was a weary traveler; I had nowhere to go; and I looked around this old world. And I saw all the waste; and I saw all the haste; and I wondered why; and I studied philosophy. But I turned to an old scripture; and it showed me what was; and it showed me what is to be. Like a beacon in a troubled sea. . . we will be, for you and for me. . . and He showed me the plan. . . and He showed me who I am. . . and now I’m doing all that I can. And I raise my hands in the morning, and I do a day’s work while I dream. . . and I raise my hands in the evening, and I sing out those dreams loud and clean: Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia: Christ is risen; and He shall reign forever; and he shall reign forever. . . and ever. . . and ever. . .

Listen: http://www.micahrowland.com/carey/Traveler's Rest.mp3

Follow the Way

Rocky is the the path; rocky is the path that leads us home.

Straight and narrow is the way that leads us home. Follow the Way, the Truth, the Light. . . Jesus Christ was the Son of God and Jesus Christ was the Son of Man. Yes he was. . .

La alaha illa Allah. . . Follow the Way. Jesus led the way. Listen: Follow the Way King of Soul

Revelation Five

words found in a very old book: I saw in the right hand of Him who sat on the throne a book, written inside and on the back, sealed up with seven seals. And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, “Who is worthy to open the book and to break its seals?” And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, “Who is worthy to open the book and to break its seals?” Then I began to weep greatly beause no one was able to open the book or to look into it. I began to weep greatly because no one was found worthy to open the book or to look into it; and one of the elders said to me, 'Stop weeping; behold: the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of david, has overcome. . . so as to open the book and its seven seals." And I saw between the throne (with the four living creatures) and the elders: a Lamb standing, as if slain, having seven horns and and seven eyes, which are the seven Spirits of God sent out into all the earth. And He came and He took the book out of the right hand of Him who sat on the throne. When he had taken the book, the four living creatures and the twenty four elders fell down before the Lamb, each one holding a harp and golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of saints. And they sang a new song, saying, "Worthy are you to take the book and to break its seals; for you were slain, and purchased for God, with your blood, men from every tribe and language and people and nation. You have made them to be a kingdom, and priests to our God, and they will reign upon the earth."

Listen: Revelation 5:9 King of Soul

Christian Rationalism

Webster's dictionary defines "Christian": a person who believes in thedoctrines of Jesus and acknowledges his divinity. And what, you may ask, are the doctrines of Jesus? The first doctrines of Jesus are found in the gospel of Matthew.Here are some of his teachings, documented in the sermon on the mount: Blessed are the gentle; for they shall inherit the earth. Blessed are the merciful, for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called children of God. In everything. . . treat people the same way you would want them to treat you. . . "You cannot serve two masters; either you will hate one and love the other, or you to one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and wealth." Now I don't know but it seems to me that the politics of wealth and power has herded some of my Christian brethren into some delusion called "chri****n nationalism". Furthermore. . .A few years after Jesus' Resurrection and Ascension into heaven, his appointed apostle Paul wrote:  ". . . and do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect. Well, my Christ-transformed, renewed (in 1977) mind, along with His Word and His Holy Spirit, prompts me to reject this so-called "chri****n nationalism." I'm stickin' with that Chistian rationalism that Paul had advocated, the "renewing of (my) mind" . . . and furthermore. . .my "born again" mind tells me that the message of Jesus, spoken in his sermon on the mount, has nothing to do with supporting nationalism of any kind, and especially not that version that's been amped up by the prince of maralago and his insurrectioninary proud bouys and oathbleepers. No! And certainly not the bellicose, magamaniacal destructive warmongering by which trump now destroys (illegally, having no Congressional advocacy) the Middle East!

I'm going with the One who chose to be nailed to a cross before conceding to the magamaniac zealots.  King of Soul

Ravenous War

Once upon a Thursday dreary, while I pondered weak and weary, over many a weird and dubious story of worldwide news,  while I wondered, totally confused, suddenly there came a report, as of someone lighting up a world war fuse.

Just some fake news, I muttered, aiming to confound our American feast. Only this and nothing more. Presently I found myself confused; trump's lit up some world war fuse. I can't figure out this situation; it's looking like trump has gone off the deep end; he's lit up some world war conflagration! Deep into the streaming news I then descend; I begin to wonder at the conflict which to my mind appends. Who's the good guy and who's the bad? Why's the oval occupant so mad? Cahn says he's trying to save the Jews; maybe so; but with so many innocent school girls dead, he's blasting innocents to get ahead.  Seems to me like overkill; is this some kind of magamania thrill? Back into my streaming, turning, all my soul within me yearning to make some sense of this bellicose attack; now I see talking heads talking flack."Surely," said I, surely this impetuous act will soon subside; the smoke will clear; Israelis and Iranians will again abide. Let Israelis and Iranians just settle down; let 'em now rebuild their towns. But now the news, getting worse, still is creeping in a Persian hearse toward some global battle; we feel the world peace rattle. All eyes on the seething middle east, preparing now some vulture feast! The news casts shadows of some demon dreaming, while we sit here clueless, streaming. Now I ain't no Israeli and I ain'it no Shia Muslim; but when I get to heaven, Jesus said we'd all be cousins! . . . if you'll just follow him instead; you won't be eternally dead. Now if you think that heaven is just a wishful thinking, you'd better reconsider before war flashes find you blinking! If you think all is well; you might be a candidate for hell. Now I don't know but I have faith, that Christian love defeats religious hate. And I told him dat! Smoke