The Burden of Truth (A Poem)

Ep. 9 | COVID Carnality – The Cause & Cure Apostolic Voice with Ryan French

Ryan examines the cause and effect of rampant carnality sweeping through American churches like a virus and coins the phrase "COVID-Carnality" to describe it. This episode is based on the article COVID CARNALITY: THE CAUSE & CURE at http://www.ryanafrench.com. Also, Ryan takes a look back at the Top 10 Articles of 2020 from Apostolic Voice. — This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app — Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/apostolicvoice/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/apostolicvoice/support
  1. Ep. 9 | COVID Carnality – The Cause & Cure
  2. Ep. 8 | How to Win the Battle Within (Guarding Your Mind)
  3. Ep. 7 | Church Planting (A Walk of Faith) with Pastor Shannon Thornhill
  4. Ep. 6 | It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christ…
  5. Ep. 5 | Should Christians Celebrate Christmas?

The burden of Truth is heavy. Sometimes it feels like too much to bear. The weight of knowledge is forever. It grips the heart with an icy stare.

Wondering soldiers know that home is elusive. They search for solace, yet it’s just not there. They look for hope in the strangest places. They search for kindness in angry faces.

The burden of Truth is an honor to carry. It hurts much more than we show or share. The cost of honor is expensive. It takes a toll yet most don’t care.

The dutiful soldier knows something of pain. A lesson that most have never retained. Opposition to Truth brings death to the soul. So, to the Truth we tenderly hold.

Dear one remember that life is a vapor. It’s not what we’re feeling that matters the most. For hearts are deceitful and often don’t know. It’s where we are going that matters the most.

Dear one remember that life is a vapor. It’s not what we’re feeling that matters the most. For hearts are deceitful and often don’t know. It’s where we are going that matters the most. #apostolicvoice #ryanfrench

What we touch today might be gone by tomorrow. Making the burden of Truth a blessing most hallowed. For what we can’t see will endure beyond sorrow. And, the depths of despair are blessedly shallow.