"Lord Build Me A Cabin"
"Lord Build Me A Cabin"
John 14King James Version (KJV)
14 Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also
in me.
2 In my Father's house
are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a
place for you.
3 And if I go and prepare
a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I
am, there ye may be also.
4 And whither I go ye
know, and the way ye know.
5 Thomas saith unto him,
Lord, we know not whither thou goest; and how can we know the way?
6 Jesus saith unto him, I
am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.
Today’s
title comes from yet another old hymn, not often heard, but well remembered
from bygone days of youth that expresses prayer for remembrance with a humility
that should be shared by any and all who recognize the WAY, TRUTH, and LIFE
embodied by Christ Jesus that is ours only through the grace delivered by Him
alone, and by means of our absolute faith in the promise given by that grace.
"Lord Build Me A Cabin"
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Many years I've been lookin' for a place to call
home
But I still didn't find it so I must travel on
I don't care for the fine mansions on earth's sinkin sand
Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland
But I still didn't find it so I must travel on
I don't care for the fine mansions on earth's sinkin sand
Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland
Lord build me just a cabin in the corner of
gloryland
In the shade of his tree of life that it may ever stand
Where I can hear the angels sing and shake Jesus' hand
Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland
In the shade of his tree of life that it may ever stand
Where I can hear the angels sing and shake Jesus' hand
Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland
Listen Lord I'm not askin' to live in the midst
For I know that I'm not worthy of such splendor as this
When I ask Him for mercy while humbly I stand
Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland
For I know that I'm not worthy of such splendor as this
When I ask Him for mercy while humbly I stand
Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland
I've many dear loved one's who've gone on this
way
On the grapevine of mournin' shall I hear them all say
Come and join in the singin' and play in our band
Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland
On the grapevine of mournin' shall I hear them all say
Come and join in the singin' and play in our band
Lord build me a cabin in the corner of gloryland
“There was a certain rich man, which was
clothed in purple and fine linen, and fared sumptuously every day:
And there was a certain beggar named
Lazarus, which was laid at his gate, full of sores,
And desiring to be fed with the crumbs
which fell from the rich man’s table: moreover the dogs came and licked his
sores.
(Luke 16:20-22)
Crumbs from the table… How many children today would be thrilled to
partake of the crumbs from the tables of those, who in no way consider
themselves rich as they dine regularly in the cafes and culinary artifices so
regularly visited?
How many scavenge through the dumpsters behind the fast food places that
are so prominent within a society where those who visit them consider
themselves impoverished because they have to work in such a place, yet have
plenty to accommodate habits and wants that exceed the needs of their own
bodies?
Crumbs from the table… all that was asked by a man named Lazarus, whose
rags were as unworthy as the food he sought.
How many of those raiding those dumpsters have no coat, jacket or warmth
as the weather turns cool to cold, yet refuse to buy the needed items because
of the wants that so exceed those needs
How many of those dining on the cuisine they find so sumptuous, do
desirable, so necessary, have any compassion for those with naught to eat, not
with which to clothe themselves, naught with which to survive, naught to hope
for, and think they have naught to give?
Ah…but there are many, many others, still less fortunate than those who
raid the dumpsters to feed their habits.
These have no dumpsters to raid, no habits to feed, no hope, yet know
they have so much to give….if only.
And it came to pass that the beggar
died, and was carried by the angels into Abraham’s bosom: the rich man also
died and was buried;
And in hell he lift up his eyes, being
in torments, and seeth Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.
And he cried and said, Father Abraham,
have mercy on me, and send Lazarus, that he may dip the tip of his finger in
water, and cool my tongue, for I am tormented in this flame.
But Abraham said, Son remember that thou
in thy lifetime receivedest thy good things, and likewise Lazarlus evil things:
but now he is comforted, and thou tormented.
And beside all this between us and you there
is a great gulf fixed: so that they which would pass from hence to you cannot;
neither can they pass to us, that would come from thence.”
(Luke 16:23-26)
Just how rich was that rich man?
He had no cell phone, no central heating for his home, no grocery store
to conveniently send his servants to in order to acquire whatever was to be
prepared for him, no bakery to send them to for the bread from which the crumbs
begged for came.
By the standard of living in a large portion of this world, that rich man
was poverty stricken and to be pitied and given as much assistance as he was
willing to apply for simply because that assistance existed.
By those standards, judgment given him would be only that he refused to
share what little he had, and that there was no need to do so.
God’s judgment is righteous and final.
Man’s judgment is temporal and conditional.
The same applies to man’s wisdom, man’s “Knowledge” and most certainly
man’s plans and solutions to problems created by himself continually since the
original fall from grace in Eden.
Those who claim they care, claim they seek change, claim a righteousness
not their own, seek the solutions of men through passage of laws that are
corrupt in nature and corrupt in execution, promoting those making those laws,
negating the responsibility of the individual to meet that which Jesus said was
second only to the complete belief and trust in His Father.
They, like that rich man are content to ignore the reality of the plight
of their brethren, so long as it enriches themselves, either monetarily or by
giving them the warm fuzzy of knowing they have promoted laws to provide for
the needs, yet unwilling to take active part in providing those needs, and are
perfectly willing to ignore needs to provide wants of those not in need at all,
not impoverished of anything other than moral value, impoverished of soul, and
in servitude to their own wants, still not seeing their own need.
“But he answered and said, It is not
meet to take the children’s bread, and to cast it to dogs.
And she said, Truth, Lord, yet the dogs
eat of the crumbs which fall from their master’s table.
Then Jesus answered and said unto her, O
woman, great is thy faith: be it unto thee even as thou wilt. And her daughter
was made whole from that very hour.
(Matthew 15:26-28)
Jesus saw need very differently, as this woman also referenced crumbs.
Both times mentioned, the crumbs sought were the simple love of the one
asked.
One was refuted and denied, the other was granted and provided because of
that same love that had been requested.
Crumbs are not necessarily garbage to be discarded, not just the remnants
to be found in dumpsters, not merely worthless fragments fit only to give the
pet that lives in the home that is given more love than that given to those in
true need.
Even crumbs must, however, be sought and asked for if they are to be
recieved.
The dog that bites the hand that feeds it is unworthy of receiving those
crumbs, and may not expect to continue to be fed, but may expect the denial of
even those crumbs that were once offered.
Like the woman whose plaintive request was made in faith and belief and
surety of having that request granted, I would be most content with the crumbs
of the love of that Master.
I know, however, that crumbs are not what is received at all, but the
full and complete banquet at His table, you see, I too once begged for crumbs
of His love… and in return was given all of it.
It is that love on which I base all hope, all trust, all certainty of the
salvation granted so long past, still present, eternally promised and present
through the sacrifice made for me by Him.
It is that hand alone that may be trusted to feed and nourish not only
body, but soul as well, and is equally available to all who simply ask.
That asking
must be done in full knowledge and belief that the answer has already been
given, and that answer includes far more than what has been asked.
Cabin in
the corner, crumbs from the table, riches and treasures immeasurable!
Amen and
Amen
CMc
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