Forging the Sword
I feel pretty rotten over my commitment to investing in writing skills. 'Nuff said. Where did October come from? Isn't today the first of September? And how is it hotter than June? I should understand these things, and discover how I am losing track of, or otherwise what I am using to much time with, but often it's easier to let them go and focus on now and tomorrow. Recently, I've been working on forging swords. The Sword of the Spirit, which Ephesians says is the word of God, which I then translate to mean in application, memory and meditation of scripture. I understand it better as swords, plural, because of the different arenas in which to use the sword. For the word of God is living and active, sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing to the division of soul and of spirit, of joints and of marrow, and discerning the thoughts and intentions of the heart. Hebrews 4:12. 1 John 2:16-17 says there are three things in the world by which I am tempted, and diffe