Now ter you who believe, this stone is precious.
The Living Stone of Skipper be our sanctuary.
Only ter them who reject the Living Stone, such a holy tomb causes folks ter stumble and fall. They stumble on account of they disobey Skip’s message. This be also what they whar destined fer.
But you be a chosen crew, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, Skipper’s special possession. Declare the praises of him who called ya out of darkness in ter his wonderful light. Once upon a time ya be not a crew. Now ya be Skip’s crew. Once upon a time ya not receive mercy. Now ya be covered in Skip’s mercy.
Since ya now ‘ave yer stripes and orders, abstain from all desires of the flesh. Such longings war against yer soul. Skipper ‘as warned us ne’er ter follow the teachings of folks who build on any foundation other than the Living Stone that went in ter a tomb dead and come out alive.
Doth not fear what other folks fear. Fear be the child of doubt.
Doth not dread what folks without Skipper’s Holy Ghost of Truth dread. Dread be the child of dead faith.
Regard Skipper as holy. He alone be the one ter fear. He alone be the one ter dread.
Fer us, Skipper be our holy captain. In Skip’s Living Stone we find sanctuary and safety fer our soul. Let us rush in and take a load off our weary bones.
Banish all malice and deceit, hypocrisy, envy, and slander of every kind.
Come ter the living Stone, the living Stone rejected by men, but chosen by Skipper ter be a tested stone and a precious cornerstone fer a firm foundation. The one who puts their trust in the living Stone ‘ill never be dismayed, surprised, or put ter shame.
“Hear the word of Skipper, ye scoffers.” (Isaiah 29:14)
“Mockers of Skipper ‘ill disappear, ye may lay ter that.” (Isaiah 29:20)
Grow up! Make it yer task ter crave pure spiritual milk.
Now that ye ‘ave tasted and know Skipper be good and full of love, ye ‘ill do a good work if ye make righteousness the plumb line of yer spiritual house.
- Banish all malice.
- Banish all deceit.
- Banish all conceit.
- Banish all hypocrisy.
- Banish all envy.
- Banish all slander.
- Banish all boasting.
- Banish all lying.
- Banish all falsehood.
- Banish all mocking.
- Banish all scoffing.
Build ye self up on the firm foundation of the living Stone and grow up on the pure spiritual milk of Skipper’s good words.
- Reflect the holiness of Skipper ter others.
- Intercede fer others.
- Represent Skipper ter others.
- Offer yer bodies ter Skipper.
- Offer yer possessions, money, time, talents, gifts, services, and always what is good and not evil.
Do this and the things ye done in the name of Skipper ‘ill stand fer all eternity.
You have been born again, not of perishable seed, but of imperishable, through the living and enduring word of God. – 1 Peter 1:23 (1 Peter 1:22-25)
Tha word of Skipper stands fer all time. Through tha living and enduring word of Skipper, ye ‘ave been born from imperishable seed. And if ye ‘ave been born anew with tha seed that comes through tha living and enduring word of Skipper. As such, behave as sound crew.
- Ready yer minds fer action, me hearties!
- Be self-controlled, like a savvy sailor in the midst of a storm.
- Place yer hope fully on the grace of the Son. His grace ‘ill steer ye through treacherous seas.
- Don’ be shaped by the evil desires ye had when ye whar ignorant. Back then ye be like a ship lost without a compass. Know ye know the Son’s ways, so set yer sails as such.
- Be holy in all yer doings, me hearties! When ye need a good rinsing, pray this prayer:
“Lord, when I’m not holy, have yer Spirit point out where I be fallin’ short. Change me ter be holy. Give me yer mind. Reshape me into yer image. Amen.”
- Live in reverent fear of Skipper. He made the heavens and earth, sea and stars. He made fellers in his image. Ne’er ferget: he gives life and he takes life. He can sweep us overboard with the flick of his finger or a gust of wind.
- Obey the truth, fer Skipper’s words are as true as the North Star. The Son is Truth. When ye obey the truth, when ye honor and believe Skipper’s word.The truth in his words purifies ye like a deep dip in the sea and a fresh scubbin of lye soap.
- Love all in Skipper’s crew deeply. Love from yer heart. Be real in love. If ye find it hard ter show love ter a feller or lass, pray this prayer:
“Lord, I’ve been born again by yer imperishable seed. This was done through the living and enduring word of you. Yer word stands forever. Yer words are life. I do not live by bread alone but by every word that comes from yer mouth. Place in me the love fer others that you ‘ave fer ’em. Amen!”
Ne’er ferget: ye whar redeemed from yer empty life by tha precious blood of tha Son, a lamb without blemish. Tha Son ne’re broke a one of Skipper’s commands. He be perfect in all he done. Through his Holy Ghost of Truth we kin also live a full life and be perfect as Skipper be perfect.
This be our charge from tha Son: “Go! Be perfect through tha indwelling power of my Holy Ghost of Truth.” (Matthew 5:48)
Go, then, and grow from a holy seed in ter that perfect character of tha Son.
Though we have not laid eyes on him, we harbor love fer the Son.
Though we haven’ gazed upon him in all his glory, we hold a deep affection fer him.
Though we ne’er heard his audible voice, we put our trust in him.
Though we haven’ touched the nail prints in his hands or felt the wound in his side, our hearts be filled with a joy that surpasses understanding.
Because we believe, we be receivin’ the goal of our faith: the salvation of our souls.
What ye believe ‘ll shape the course ye sail. What ye believe ‘ll determine whar ye end up.
Some scallywags be demandin’ proof before they ‘ll believe in the Son. Seekin’ facts may be wise most days, but gatherin’ facts be not the same as gatherin’ faith. A soul who’ll only believe what he spies puts limits on whar he sails. More importantly, it constricts whar he ends up. Such skittish sailing be like refusin’ ter leave port ’cause ye cannot spy what be over the horizon. A scallywag like that never finds true treasure.
The prophets of old placed greater value on faith than facts.
Those prophets trusted Skipper’s words more than the words of men.
The prophets of old knew they were charting a course not only fer themselves but fer future generations. Even the angels longed ter grasp the things those old prophets blabbered ’bout, but the Skipper kept ’em from seein’ and knowin’.
Only now, through the Holy Ghost of Truth sent from heaven, we know the route and Skipper’s grand plan fer us. We’ve been told of these things by those who preach and teach the good news of the Son.
The question be, will we believe, love, and live in the Spirit of the Son? Or will we remain in port, refusing ter take a chance on what lies below the horizon. All go ter Davy Jones, ye may lay ter that. Why not set sail with the Son and see fer yerself if thar be not treasures and paradise greater than any ye can image?
What say ye?
Arr, may grace and peace flow in abundance ter ye who be chosen by the foresight of God the Father. The Spirit’s sanctifying work has marked ye as obedient ter Jesus Christ, with his blood sprinkled upon ye.
Dear Mates, we be Skipper’s chosen, the ones marked by the Holy Ghost of Truth. So, in all things, live in obedience ter Skipper’s Son.
In his vast mercy, Skipper grants us new birth into a living hope. This hope springs from the Son’s resurrection, though he ventured down ter Davy Jones, Skipper raised him from the dead. As ye well know, once a feller sinks ter a watery grave, he ne’er swims up alive. But the Son did. We ‘ave the testimony of them who says as much.
Through faith in the Son, we be shielded by Skipper’s power until the coming rescuing of all his chosen ones. Now Skip’s protecting power don’ mean all be smooth sailing. Fact ’tis, sailing and living in obedience ter Skipper and his Son ‘ill bring more squalls than days of smooth sailing, the prince of demons. The devil himself, ‘ill see ter that. Sailing and living in obedience ter Skipper and his Son ‘ill bring howls of mocking laughter from them who ‘ave tha devil’s spirits in ‘em. The protecting power of Skip be of a kind that preserves our faith and that be of greater worth than preserving our body and life. Our faith in the Son be our guarantee of a new full life that ‘ill ne’er end.
Right now, many of us may ‘ave ter suffer grief in all manner of trials aboard hard ships. This be happening so each feller’s faith may prove genuine and result in praise, glory, and honor ter the Son.
Hold fast ter Skipper’s words and what ye know be true and right in his Code of Conduct.
Obey the Son in all things.
Ye ‘ill know ye ‘ave new birth through the Holy Ghost of Truth if ye be absolutely certain that ye be in good standing with Skipper.
If ye not absolutely certain that the living hope which never dies be inside ye, drop ter yer knees this second and confess all the vile sins ye ever done. Don’ jest confess, but turn from doing ‘em. Ask the Son ter put his Holy Ghost of Truth in ye. Then go off and be baptized in water as a public confession that ye ‘ave died ter yer old self and now have the Son’s life in ye. Ask some righteous fellers and lasses ter lay hands on ye and anoint ye into the Son’s Holy Ghost of Truth. Once ye done all this, ye be in Skipper and Skipper be in ye, of this ye can be sure.
Christ committed no sin.
The Son committed no sin.
The Son ne’er lied nor deceived a feller.
When they hurled insults at him, he refused ter strike back. When he suffered beatings, the lash, thorns pressed inter his scalp, he made nary a threat. Instead, the Son consigned himself ter the One who judges justly.
The Son bore our sins in his body while nailed ter a mast. He done this so that we might die ter our sins: die and live righteous lives.
By the wounds and whelps of the Son we have been healed. The infectious sin that corrupted our soul be cured.
Oh, ter be sure, the healing process ‘ill take a while—most near our whole lifetime. But healed ya be. Only, doth not go off looking ter get sick again. Stay away from all schemes that ‘ill bring afflictions ter yer soul. Now that ya be in good health, work ter remain upright.
The Son went ter a great deal of trouble on yer account. Make his efforts count.