Genesis 1:2b And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.

From the very beginning of scriptures the Holy Spirit has been associated with water. Many spiritual messages surround events pertaining to water in various forms. The Holy Spirit is not the water, but as in this verse is seen as moving in power and the power is the point of this posting.

My home town has been struck by flooding twice these past two years. The Memorial Day flood two years ago took the dry creek bed of the Blanco River and added forty-two feet of depth. That river only flows because of rain. That flood wiped out trees, bridges, homes and lives. It has taken two years for some people to recover.

This past week this area received from eleven to twenty-two inches of rain in just a few hours. Places without creeks or rivers became lakes and neighborhoods that had never seen a flood were now under water. Roads were torn up, guard rails washed away, cars abandoned and citizens rescued where there should have been dry ground. The homes rebuilt on the Blanco River, that trickle of a stream, were hit again.

Joshua 3:13 And it shall come to pass, as soon as the soles of the feet of the priests that bear the ark of the Lord, the Lord of all the earth, shall rest in the waters of Jordan, that the waters of Jordan shall be cut off from the waters that come down from above; and they shall stand upon an heap.

The power of the Holy Spirit is more powerful than the awesome destructive power of flooding.

The purpose and power of the Holy Spirit is dedicated to one thing, the salvation of souls. More powerful than floods, that power is required to save us from our sins. Yet like that drowning man who refuses a life line because he thinks he can save himself, we cannot, that flood of sin is too powerful for us to swim against. We need the power of the Holy Spirit to save us.

Reach out, reach out to Jesus.

Proverbs 24:17 Rejoice not when thine enemy falleth, and let not thine heart be glad when he stumbleth:

This comes to me in the form of a dream. It was not a nightmare but it haunts me because my heart wasn’t right before the Lord. In my dream my enemy had died and I was glad but then it was announced that he was my age and suddenly a great sadness fell over me. Life is precious and I want to live longer, what right do I have to rejoice over the end of it for anyone?

That person died before coming to know the Lord. His chances for redemption are gone. He is lost for eternity. What if someone had taken my life before I surrendered to Christ? I would have been just as condemned as my enemy. I have no right to rejoice over another’s loss.

I understand there will be some who do not agree with me, and I will not argue with you over that point, that is between you and God. I don’t have the right to judge you either. But the images of those who hate us and rejoiced when the twin towers fell only strengthened my resolve for revenge, not mercy.

There are people in this world who have hated each other for thousands of years and there seems to be no end to it because revenge never stops and mercy never begins. All those lost souls will never come to know the love of Christ and as much as I want to say they deserve it, so did I. So did I.

1 Peter 2:9 But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should shew forth the praises of him who hath called you out of darkness into his marvellous light;

I should not rejoice, I am better than that, not because I am better than that but because I was chosen to be better than that and its time I started acting like it.