To the beat of the rhythm of the night...

God's Boys will be good boys!


Keep your feet moving man. Nothing is worse than the stillness of the feet in death. My dad had his first stroke singing to the beat of the rhythm of the night. He was deep in the imagination of a rhumba with his wife who was away on a retreat and bam, the kiss of stroke was pressed upon him that he would never recover from. Moses said teach us to number our days. We can't move our feet after the stroke man, so move them now NOW. To the beat of whatever rhythm, night or light, God says that He is there. Just keep it moving and keep motivating your generation to move as well. The sin is when people motivate people to SIT ON IT! The devil comes as an angel of light. Sit down he says. Stop the heart, don't dance with your wife, don't rejoice with the wife of your youth you are too holy for those kinds of things. You miss your effectiveness and you will never get it back and don't be one of the pretend holy ones who separate the married from the love of eachother in such a way.
To the beat, now!

If I make my bed in Hell or sheol, Thou art there, says the Psalmist. In Christ, the night is redeemed.