Day 278 Be strong!

 

10/5/2025 

 "Preach the Gospel at all times. When necessary, use words."
—Francis of Assisi

 

 I was so anxious to get to church this morning, but after my long, wearying day-trip of yesterday, this ole gal was feeling a big haggard and worn! Still I gathered my thoughts, and I spent quality moments with Abba before the embassy call and preparing for church. My stomach was a bit unsettled from eating differently, as one does when on a fun-filled adventure with excited ladies and hungry men. Although we ate at a place that generally caters to the taste buds of everyone, it is not the case with my troubled gastrointestinal system, and a diagnosis of celiac disease (gluten sensitivity to the nth degree), which I was told could be deadly if I did not stick to a strict diet. My doctor tended to get a bit upset seeing how I was "almost dead" or "should have died" (his words, not mine) by the time I was diagnosed. Isn't the medical profession fun?! But, alas, I am still very much here, and after years of a better diet, I am healthier, I feel, regardless of aches and pains. So, once up and running, no pun intended, I pulled out a dress from the back of my closet, hoping to show off to a friend who thinks I only wear skirts. When I asked my son if it looked okay, he noticed that there was a small hole in the front, so off that flew. Then a series of failed selections, due to changes in body structure over the years, causing some things not to fit the same. So I ended up, pulling out one of my usual skirts made about 35 years ago (no joke), and threw something together. It's a good thing that I'm not much of a primper, as my friend was at the house to pick me up in no time. I left a stack of clothes on the unmade bed, and ran out the door. We arrived just as Pastor Jonathan began the announcements. Whew!!

After the incident happened to me on Friday, and all the drama of trying to get out the house bathed and dressed this morning, I wasn't shocked to discover that the sermon title was "Dealing with the Demonic." I knew that everything, beginning with Friday, was an attack of the enemy, so I guess he just didn't want me to know that I had a pastor who understood that evil is real and that the devil is alive and well and kicking up his hooves in the world today. When we began the praise and worship songs, I realized that I had not yet put on the whole armor of God (Ephesians 6:10-20), so I quickly prayed, and I pleaded the blood over the service and pastor. It's interesting that I had written about a song I'd heard called "Blood of Christ" on Thursday, and then on Friday I was verbally assaulted. That night I kept dreaming of the person, and I would wake up every two hours hearing the words "We need the blood, we plead the blood." Then once more, I'd go to sleep, and the same thing would happen, three times in a row. The last dream was about another person who was upset with me and has been taking it out on my son. I don't understand why, except maybe my being here limits his access somehow. I live a quiet life, try to be kind and inviting, welcoming, even if it may not be the best of circumstances. Things happen, and I get blamed, or so it seems. I imagine the devil just wanted to toss in more condemnation into the dreams that night. So, the sermon reassured me that I have a pastor who understands spiritual warfare. We are studying the book of Mark, and Jesus had more than one encounter with a demoniac. So, I was encouraged that in spite of all my morning trials, I made it to church.

In the afternoon, after giggling with my son over our usual silliness, I watched Pastor Greg's message, so I could prepare for my Harvest Group meeting on Thursday. His message was called "Wrestling with God," and it was the story of Jacob and Esau taken from Genesis 32. I had a Zoom meeting at 3 pm, and this afternoon I have been trying to play catch up on Bible study questions and putting my blogs together. I had so many emails, so I had to delete, delete, delete. Later this evening I caught a premiere of a pastor who has been in the process of restoration for the past sixteen months who is passing the baton to his son, while he will seek out the next season of his journey with the Lord. It is always wonderful to see a happy ending, as the world, even the Christians, love to criticize and find fault, making it difficult for anyone of any importance to fall down and get back up. Thankfully, this story had a happy ending, and I for one am eternally grateful. No one is perfect, and as Jesus said, in this world we will have troubles! With Him there is forgiveness and reconciliation.

So now, I'm ending my day, all tasks done, with a little time to read and relax. Until we meet again, be strong in the Lord and in the power of His might! 

 

Day 277 Approved & Entrusted

 

10/4/2025 

"But as we have been approved by God to be entrusted

with the gospel, even so we speak, not as pleasing

men, but God who tests our hearts."

1 Thessalonians 2:4  

 

Early to bed and early to rise do not always set well with this late to go to bed, not as early to rise gal! Today my sister and I spent quality time being refreshed amidst the company of a bus load of Christian men and women headed to Dayton, Virginia for a day of crafting. The ladies were gun ho to shop, while the men sat in lounge chairs, in the shade, sipping lemonade, munching on goodies, and enjoying the conversation. In some ways I felt as if I should be sitting on the curb myself, as I am not used to being away from home on Shabbat, unless there's a funeral or other family event to attend, but I think the Lord didn't mind so much having fellowship with good company. The trip began with prayer, and the bus driver, who was a Vietnam veteran, sang us a soulful hymn and amused us with his winning personality and funny quips. I spent the time weaving in and out of the excessive crowd of shoppers, avoiding yellow jackets that were being lured by the scent of homemade candles and homemade pastries and desserts! Since I'm allergic to bee stings, I void anything with a stinger! Let me just say it was challenging! 

Dayton is located in the Shenandoah Mountains, an area I love, but then I am so partial to mountains, as you know. I had hoped to see all the colors of autumn, but strangely the trees had not yet turned. I plan to return there within a couple of weeks for my second adventure, but this time one of my own making, so hopefully the trees will be ablaze with color. Dayton is a small town, with a population of 1756 (2024), situated two miles south of Harrisonburg, and it is a largely agricultural area with a rich culture and history. It has working farms mostly owned by the Mennonite Community, and the town has museums, historical buildings, shops of skilled artisans, handmade artwork and crafts, home baked goods, and so many other unique shops. This is one reason I want to go and just spend a few days visiting places I was unable to see, talk to the locals, learn more of the history, visit the old library, and write my story. I kinda want to see if I can find a room to rent on a permanent basis so I can finish my book in the quietness of this nook and cranny location, but God will have to work that plan out, that is, if that's His plan. I just know that I need to return and visit a spell, set on the curb, and then we'll see. Since moving from New Mexico, I haven't been able to find my "hiding place" in the woods, so this may be a lead. It's the first time I've felt hopeful in the four years I've been back home.

While riding back home, I thought about the times and places in my life I'd visited, places I've love to see again, things I've missed. Once upon a time I went to dinner theaters, concerts, the opera, Shakespeare in the Park, walked in the park, rode my mountain bike and hiked up many hills. I retreat to Sipapu Resort in the hills behind me, where I'd enjoy the snow in winter and the walks by streams in the other seasons. Now the prices are way out of my range, but it would be nice to visit once more. I miss Rascal and Lady, my two border collies who used to accompany me on daily walks when I rested from designing jewelry or designing handmade crafts and projects for customers. I've walked many miles and worn several hats in my multi-faceted mix of medical and artisan gigs. My life has been a blend of many fancies for which I am so grateful. When I gave up the dream I had because of my family responsibilities, God blessed me with a detour that wove a beautiful tapestry of magnificent colors and designs. When I think about the awful things that happened, they pale in comparison to the wonder of what God has done in spite of cruelty, hardship, trauma, and shame. He truly is a wonder-working God, and the Lover of my soul. 

 When I heard Pastor Jack read 1 Thessalonians 2:4 printed above, I saw the words "approved" and "entrusted" in a new light, revelatory light, as promises have been spoken to me by God, that I thought were lost. Dreams, visions, words, and so many scriptures come alive, and my faith is renewed again. The trip to Dayton was for a different purpose, that I can clearly see. I don't expect anyone to understand all that goes on in this mind of mine, but that's not important. The only thing that matters is that I hear God's voice and obey. I guess God wanted to highlight that fact, because He gave me these words twice:

"A humble and contrite heart knows that it can merit nothing before God, and that all that is necessary is to be reconciled to one's helplessness and let our holy and almighty God care for us, just as an infant surrenders himself to his mother's care."   - O. Hallesby

  

Day 276 Be Still

 

10/3/2025

"My soul wait silently for God alone,

for my expectation is from Him."

Psalm 62:5

 

Today was a long-awaited medical appointment with a specialist, and although I am not ignorant of certain specialties, I am at a loss as to why this one has come into my life. Nonetheless, I played the game, as I sometimes do, to appease a well-meaning doctor, who simply forgot to mention to me why this has been suggested. Does that make sense? True, I have some additional frailties at the moment, but I have always felt that I bring things on myself, because I do reckless things, like swing from trees. I am learning not to walk on curbs and play balancing acts as well. I am keeping my feet on the ground, with an occasional dance across the yard when I'm pruning trees or cutting the grass. I think that's reasonable behavior, even at my age!

Prior to leaving for my appointment, we had some mishaps with the bathtub not draining nor wanting to comply with treatment, plus some other annoyances that sent me into a panic attack, complete with trembling hands. So much so that I couldn't write. This never happens to me, even if I get anxious about something, I never get to this stage, unless someone is very sick, and I have make travel plans. That happened once, and I was literally turning in circles not knowing which direction to go first. Not a pleasant feeling, and I hope one I never have to face again. But, today, before leaving the house, my nerves were settled, hands no longer shaking, and I was ready to drive the distance to Richmond.

But, (there always seems to be another "but") once in the car, headed up the road, I received a call that continued for almost an hour until I reached my first destination. Normally I don't answer the phone when I am traveling, but this one seemed important. Bad decision. Since I'm reporting this story later, because of traveling I had to do this weekend, being bone tired when I returned, I am still reeling from the comments made to me during the call. I shouldn't be surprised, however, as it seems this has become a routine for my life. The words of Jesus spoken in Matthew 10:34-39 are certainly true.

"Do not think that I came to bring peace on earth. I did not come to bring peace but a sword. For I have come to set a man against his father; a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; and a man's enemies will be those of his own household. He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me. He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for My sake will find it."

I am finding His words to be true, but I never expected such cruelty and vitriol to come from someone I love more than life. Knowing people believe such evil is not surprising given the degree of hatred the enemy has against me, or so I've been told by one who used to serve him. There are many things I don't understand, and, quite honestly, I prefer not to understand such wickedness. I only know that my life belongs to Jesus, and I will follow Him all the days of my life, even if I do so alone. 

 And by the way, the medical appointment went well, and I am good to go!

 

Day 275 Who Am I?

 

10/2/2025

"To me, who am less than the least of all the saints,

this grace was given, that I should preach among the Gentiles,

the unsearchable riches of Christ, and to make all see what is the 

fellowship of the mystery, which from the beginning of the ages has

been hidden in God who created all things through Christ Jesus."

Ephesians 3:8-9  

 

When Paul was writing to the church at Ephesus, he wrote these words, humbled by the fact that God had chosen him to take the Good News of Jesus Christ to the gentile nations. He considered himself the "chiefest of sinners," after being responsible for the ill treatment towards Christians prior to his encounter with Jesus on the Road to Damascus. Paul was a "Pharisee of the Pharisees," as he called himself, and he even participated in the stoning death of Stephen, a follower of Christ. When he met Jesus, he was on his way to Damascus with papers in his hands to arrest and drag off other members of "The Way" as Jesus' followers were called. Paul had an amazing encounter with the Lord as recorded in Acts 9, and his life drastically changed after that. Such is the way with our Lord who relentlessly pursues those He calls.

I can identify with Paul about being the chiefest of sinners, as God has forgiven me much. Like Paul I had grown up in the faith. My Rabbi/Teacher was Jesus, but I was way too young to understand many things then. Later, as I truly grew up, I sat at my Master's feet and learned much. In fact, I am still learning and never plan to stop. Paul was truly educated in Torah and the Prophets, and all the Old Testaments scrolls and writings, yet like his other orthodox Jewish contemporaries, he missed the details of Jesus' existence that are so obviously written throughout the Old Testaments scriptures, especially the prophets. It is interesting to me that back in early days, the religious leaders missed it reading the Old Testament, and today, there are actually pastors and teachers who disregard the Old Testament believing that only the New Testament is pertinent. Even so, they miss important facts and teach that the Jewish people have no  part in the message of salvation today, because they rejected Jesus. Somehow they get the idea that salvation comes through the church, not the Jews. I have written about Replacement Theology previously, and one quick read of Romans 11 will cancel out that erroneous theory; however, it hasn't for many who insist on having things their way. I guess what God says throughout the entire Bible, or the fact that Jesus is a Jew Himself, doesn't matter. One day it will! The enemy has truly blinded the eyes of so many people. I pray that the scales will fall off their eyes, as they did for Paul.

This morning Pastor Jack was sharing the scripture above from Ephesians, and he emphasized that any value or wealth, any meaning or purpose we feel we have is all wrapped up in Jesus. Because of God's grace and mercy, we have been given the gift of salvation through the blood of Jesus Christ, and it is through Christ alone we have any purpose or meaning in life. Nothing else matters. Only Jesus. Like Paul, I cannot understand why He would love me and want me. Who am I? I owe Him my life.

Today the Israel observed the Day of Atonement, as I shared yesterday, and it is indeed a solemn day of fasting and repentance. No work is allowed to include no bathing or any type of grooming, just total humbling before God, seeking His presence. For the orthodox Jews, they cry out for Messiah to come, and for the Messianic Jewish people, the cry for His return is heard. Tonight after the sun set, and the day was over, there was feasting and celebration. Soon the Feast of Tabernacles will be celebrated, a happy period of time, but the day of remembrance of the massacre by Hamas of their people on 10/7/2023 will make it a sad time, as hostages still remain in the hands of the enemy. Plans for peace are on the table, but like so many times before, the enemy is holding back. Our prayers is for an end to this nightmare for the hostages to return home, but also for the families of those who wait. For many their loved ones will return dead, and for the living, their condition is uncertain. For many of the survivors, as well as the soldiers who have been injured, or those so damaged mentally with PTSD, years of therapy await. So we stand, and we wait, and we pray. Our faith is in Jesus Christ, so we pray for the salvation of those who do not yet know that Messiah has come, and He will be returning soon. Only true peace can be found in Him.

This morning I was listening to the words of a song by Jesus Image that I sing over my life, but I cannot help but make it a prayer for all of Israel and over all who need salvation so desperately:

VERSE
Blood of Christ
Wash over me
Wash over me
Though sin has stained me

Blood of Christ
Come speak for me
My covering
It is Your Glory

CHORUS
We need the Blood
We plead the Blood
Receive the Blood
The Blood of Christ

VERSE
Perfect Lamb
And Highest Priest
Poured out Yourself
For all to drink

The Offerer
And Offering
You took the cup
And so will we

CHORUS
We need the Blood
We plead the Blood
Receive the Blood
The Blood of Christ

BRIDGE
What tore the veil
What empties hell
What never fails
Only the Blood

What testifies
What prophesies
Your Death is Life
Only the Blood

Only the Blood of Jesus Christ" 

May it be our prayer for all our loved ones - our children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, friends. We need the blood of Christ to cover us and set us free. Nothing but the blood of Jesus. 

Day 274 Face to Face

 

10/1/2025 

 “I know that my redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand
on the earth. And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh
I will see God; I myself will see him with my own eyes—I, and not
another. How my heart yearns within me!”  

Job 19:25-27 

 

I am reminded of the faithfulness of Job when sorely tested by the devil questioning his mettle should calamity strike. God allowed the challenge, and Job rose victoriously, in spite of receiving a little help from his "friends." That's quite the overstatement! His friends were not friends, but I think in the long run they each learned a valuable lesson from the Almighty. Job knew that he had favor in God's eyes, and he did. Even the enemy knew that, so he wanted to see if he could make Job's faith fail. He failed! God rewarded Job with double of all he lost, and He had the three friends repent, then Job prayed for them. I wonder what they thought when they heard the voice of God speaking to Job? Imagine how powerful it must have been. 

Today is Day 10 of the 10 Days of Awe and our Focus is Face to Face. The focus city is Dallas/Fort Worth, Texas, and the 110 cities region is North American and the Caribbean. Other key cities in this region are: New York City, Dallas/Ft. Worth, Chicago, San Francisco, Los Angeles, Atlanta, Boston, and Miami. Canadian cities: Toronto, and Vancouver.  I think it is fitting that we conclude these 10 days by praying for the unreached in America, where turmoil increases daily. Senseless murders, vicious antisemitism are reaching unexpected areas, where normally such crimes would be unheard of. It almost seems unbelievable that a modern day city like Dallas/Fort Worth could be a focus city. But, recently, I read an article about the Muslim population of an area close to this vicinity attempting to build their own city due to the numbers of people moving there, but it was stopped by the Governor in fear of the threat of shiria law being imposed. It seems that there have been similar things happening in Michigan, New Jersey, and quite possibly New York City will gain a Muslim mayor in the new election. Only God knows what's next for our nation, as we wait. Today the government shut down, because Congress could not find common ground on the budget. It saddens me - I use that phrase a lot lately - knowing that the division grows increasingly worse daily regardless of what gains have been made by a moral administration. God is in control, yes! But He expects us to do our part, just as He expected King Jehoshaphat to do his part in 2 Chronicles 20. I'll leave you to research that story. It's a good lesson to learn about trust and obedience, humbly seeking God and standing our ground in faith. We must do better!

The word says that if we overcome we have the promise of seeing our Savior, the One who died for us, and that makes me excited. 

 "And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into
his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.” 
2 Corinthians 3:18 

 

Oh, that we would have the heart of a child, lost in the wonder of His love, arms uplifted, waiting to be embraced by our Abba Father, Daddy God.

 

"Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Whoever receives one little child like this in My name receives Me."

Matthew 18:3-5

  

 

 "Enter into His gates with thanksgiving, and into His courts with praise; be thankful unto Him, and bless His name."

Psalm 100:4

"Our of the mouth of babes and nursing infants You have ordained strength, because of Your enemies, that You may silence the enemy and the avenger."

Psalm 8:2  

 

While in one area of the world politicians are battling over the budget, the corrupt trying to force the hand of others through fear, while the world watches, weakening the strength of a unified government, there is revival breaking forth in the land. Regardless of villages being burned, loved ones brutalized, terrified, and savagely cut to pieces by machetes, the survivors remain faithful to the One True God, and they will never renounce their faith or the name of Jesus, not even if they die in the worse possible way. Such love. Children and young adults are leading the way all over the world, as Bible sales are up and churches are being filled by younger generations seeking answers, wanting to know the God Charlie Kirk served and died praising. I pray for rain, fresh revival waters to pour down and drench us, for the fire of heaven to fall down burning off every thing that is not of Him. Purified. Cleansed. 

 "And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and the word of their testimony, and they did not love their lives to the death."

Revelation 12:11 

 

Day 273 Return of the King

 

9/30/2025

 "For our citizenship is in heaven, from which also we eagerly
wait for a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ"
Philippians 3:20 

 

A dear friend called me tonight after receiving two phone calls from me. She lives in the southwest, so I don't get to see her as much. In fact I haven't seen her in almost four years, and we don't seem to be able to connect by phone as often. During that time much has happened, for each of us. When she called back she was frantic, on her last nerve, and I could tell she was at the point of implosion as she couldn't relax, was speaking rapidly, hardly taking a breath between sentences, which I can understand after talking with her. The last time we had spoken she was much calmer, but life has a way of swimming up and taking a big bite. People often don't do what they say they will do, even when it comes to medical care for our aged family members. Or, perhaps, facilities paint a much prettier picture than what actually happens on a daily basis. This seems to be a contagious disease within the whole of society, and leadership within these facilities are not holding those in supervisory positions responsible or accountable. In other words, they are not performing the duties of their job descriptions. Years ago I worked for State in the Department of Mental Health and Retardation. We were shown videos of certain mental health hospitals being investigated for abuse of patients. I was appalled at this when I was 20, so imagine as I fast forward to now, and I realize that some things may be worse. My son and I used to have movie night, and on his night to choose a movie, he chose One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest with Jack Nicholson. I had heard of lobotomies, but I never realized how debilitating they were. In the movie, Jack's character received one at the hands of an evil nurse who had it out for Jack when he stood up to her repetitive mistreatment of others at the facility. No one knows what goes on behind closed doors, drawn shades, and dark rooms. Fortunately, the problem cited by my friend was not this bad, or who really knows in an Alzheimer's ward?!

Aside from that adventure...I'm still trying to play catch up after my "day off," In spite of the fact that I was busy running errands today, I did get some things done here on the home front. I wrote more in my journal this morning, although I was slower to rise after having more crazy dreams. I tried writing them down, but the dreams  were so "busy" that I could only remember snatches here and there. I've been trying to sort out some personal matters, so sitting alone in the quiet helps to still my mind, and I can listen a bit more intently. I remind the reader that I have "noises" in my head from the last trauma sustained in 2016, so quiet and stillness is sometimes difficult to achieve. Even so, over the years of my life I have grown accustomed to making such challenges "normal," so I can cope successfully without pulling my hair out or tossing the cat across the room. Although it has never come to that point...yet!...adapting to chronic pain, stabbing sensations through my temple, eye, and top of head down into the eye, can be troubling. Disconcerting is my standby word for such descriptions, but my life goes way beyond a single word.  

It's getting late again, as I try to gather my thoughts, but hopefully I won't fall asleep. It seems as if the days move so quickly, and other things, equally important, distract or get in the way totally. I've been receiving more phone calls recently for advice, and I don't give advice. I just say "thus saith the Lord." Works for me!

Today marks Day 9 of the 10 Days of Awe, and our focus is the Return of the King. The focus city is Buenos Aires, Argentina, and the 110 Cities Region is Central and South America. Tomorrow will be our last day as we enter into Yom Kippur, the day of Atonement, in the evening. This is the highest holy day of the Jewish year, a day of repentance, a day of fasting, and rest. It was the only time the high priest was allowed to enter into the Holy of Holies to seek repentance for the sins of the nation. He was only allowed entrance by first repenting of his own sins. A rope was tied around his leg in the event his repentance was insincere, so that he could be pulled out, because if anyone else went in, they would instantly be consumed. But God...! In Hebrews we are told about the new covenant with Jesus as our High Priest who made atonement for our sins by sacrificing Himself as a Substitute for our sins. He left Heaven, to be born of woman, lived a sinless life, in order to become our Passover Lamb. This is why He was born - to do the works of the Father. When He was praying in the Garden of Gethsemane, prior to His betrayal and crucifixion, He asked the Father if possible to remove the cup of suffering, then quickly added, not My will but Yours be done:

"Father, if it is Your will, take this cup away from Me;

nevertheless, not My will, but Yours, be done."

Luke 22:42

Scripture speaks of His blood as the better blood sacrifice, because His sacrifice was a once only sacrifice, not annually, as before. He died once for all mankind. All we have to do is to accept the free gift of salvation through faith in and acceptance of Jesus. God gives us His grace and mercy, but many don't receive, and, sadly, many won't. God is a Holy God, Yahweh is His Name. Because He is pure and holy, He cannot coexist with sin. This is why Jesus came, because man in his selfishness continued to reject God's laws. All God desires of us is relationship. He wants to dwell with us, but many oppose that. Just like they oppose the moral laws of our government, established by our founding fathers on godly principles. America was birthed as One Nation Under God, yet people oppose this idea. The minds of so many people have been twisted and turned, people coerced and manipulated. It's is difficult to watch it happen, and yet it has happened since the beginning. I pray that things change.

I had to remind a friend the other day that God showed His mercy and grace on America one more time by putting our President in office and by selecting the right people for the administration and cabinet. This was a divine appointment for this time in history. When God works supernaturally, it is a wonder to behold. God loves America, but our nation needs to return to Him. Time gets shorter each day, and time is running out for the day of the Gentiles may end soon. Romans 11 gives us, as well as any non-Jewish believer in Christ, a description of our purpose and his plan in this chapter. Yet it is not taught in colleges, seminaries or being preached from the pulpit in many churches. Hebrews 13:8 states that Jesus is the same yesterday, today, and forever. So do we believe it? Then why do we twist the words to make them line up to what we want, rather than the way it should as "Thus says the LORD?" 

Pretty soon the King will return for His bride, the church, and we shall be caught up together with Him in the air. It's just too wonderful to think about. I can imagine quite a LOT, as I have a creative mind, and I am a dreamer. But mostly I dream of Heaven, seeing Jesus. The one thousand year reign with Jesus is something I don't linger thinking about. I'm just waiting and watching! Come, LORD Jesus, Come!  

 

Day 272 Catching Up - Whoa!!

 

9/29/2025 

"The very hairs of your head are all numbered.

Matthew 10:30

 

This is where I have to quote my friend Winnie the Pooh again, "What to do!" I woke up with a start this morning after dreaming about cake crumbs in my shower. What is that all about anyway?! I usually hear Alex outside the window, or hanging from the screen on the side door, or doing something pathetic and obnoxious, but although he came to eat his food, he never stayed for a visit. And today is one of the rare days when it hasn't been raining all night. So once more, "What to do!" I immediately opted for going about my day, as usual, as Alex eventually turns up when his belly is empty or someone is unkind to him, and he needs a hug from mama. I have him trained, or is it the other way around?

Yesterday I took a breather and fasted - I fasted social media, emails, people, and I focused on watching my silly movie and laughing, for no reason other than I could, and I needed to. Did it help? Well, maybe for awhile, but then there is always the stark reminders of a new day with added lessons to learn and world news. I don't really keep up with local news, and I don't follow elections. I do my research, pray, vote Biblically, pray more and wait. I do that with most everything. I no longer flit here and there, listen to this person and that, and I certainly don't seek out a prophet to tell me what I already know from reading the Word of God and from asking Him to come and sit awhile. I am becoming exhausted from requests to join this or that conference, or to go here or there, all related to prayer sessions, but things have become too complicated, and prayer should not be so. If I'm wrong, then I pray God will set me straight with my musings. 

Yesterday was the 7th Day of the 10 Days of Awe preceding the Day of Atonement. The topic was Partner with God, and the Focus City was N'Djamen'na, Chad, 110 Cities Region: West & Central Africa. Burkina Faso and Nigeria are included in this area, and I have already spoken about the atrocities and horrors going on in the nation of Nigeria against the Christians. I pray that the government will wake up and end this brutality, and that God will arise and scatter Nigeria's enemies. How long, O Lord, how long!

Today is the 8th Day of the 10 Days of Awe. Yes and Amen is the focus, and Gaziantep, Turkey is the focus city. The location Europe/Eurasia. Interesting. There has been so much turmoil in the European streets with antisemitism attacks and mobs, but since Charlie's death, there has been revival and young people going to church, most for the first time. These are indeed turbulent and fascinating times! 

 “But as surely as God is faithful, our message to you is not “Yes” and “No.” For the Son of God, Jesus
Christ, who was preached among you by us—by me and Silas and Timothy—was not “Yes” and
“No,” but in him it has always been “Yes.” For no matter how many promises God has made, they
are “Yes” in Christ. And so through him the “Amen” is spoken by us to the glory of God. Now it is God
who makes both us and you stand firm in Christ. He anointed us, set his seal of ownership on us, and
put his Spirit in our hearts as a deposit, guaranteeing what is to come.”
2 Corinthians 1:18-22 

So many things are happening so fast that I honestly do not now what to consider as I feverishly attempt to get my thoughts down on paper. A fast perusal of my emails, and I am fried mentally and emotionally  before I begin the day properly. And that happens every day. Likewise, with every teaching I receive, mixed with my own personal study and devotional time, I receive even more information popping up in my feeds. I seem to find out what is happening before the larger prayer ministries do, and often before the White House Prayer team sends the updates. I feel as if I am failing to write fast enough, and even if I were able to write at the speed of light, what would it matter?! Motives, again...always checking my hat at the door of my heart. 

This morning in our morning prayer we considered the meeting between President Trump and Prime Minister Netanyahu. They met quietly and mapped out the final plan for the end of the war in Gaza, release of the hostages, and other strategic moves against the enemy Hamas. Nothing has been formalized, and the wait is on for Hamas to agree or disagree. Hopefully, it won't be long, but Hamas has a history of prolonging things. Needless to say, Hamas' actions are wearing thin in the eyes of the other Middle Eastern leaders. One would think that since all of Hamas' leaders have been neutralized, that there is no real leadership, yet the torture, psychological warfare, and holding on to the hostages and setting booby traps, and on and on, continue. It is my prayer that at last something will force their hands. But then there is the question of the sovereignty of Israel. Everyone seems to want to tell Israel what they should or should not do. Had this happened in the United States or elsewhere, perhaps there would be more understanding. I am so grateful that we have a President who does understand much of what I am trying to relay, but there is much more about the Biblical history that makes Israel unique.

But, as usual, the time is late, and I have lingered over this blog too long. Hopefully, by tomorrow I will have my mind sorted out a bit more. I won't be taking a day of fun for awhile, or at least not to extent I did yesterday. So, we may see more of Winnie the Pooh quotations, okay!  

Day 271 Taking a Break

 

9/28/2025 

"People say nothing is impossible. 

But I do nothing every day."  

 

I woke up very early this morning, three different times, until it was early enough, at which time I stayed up. After having a quiet time, building my confidence for the day, I prepared myself for my morning call, and got things ready so I could dash off to church. It wasn't raining this morning, but I decided walking may not be the best decision, not feeling the way I have been lately - legs not too responsive to hurrying. By this time I knew Alex would be standing at the door, waiting, anxious for breakfast, so after tending to his needs, I grabbed a cup of coffee and turned on the computer for the Zoom call. Some times I lower the volume, because news can often become too much to bear. Seems I was correct, so rather than prolong the agony, I hopped into the shower, readied myself, and off I scooted to church.

Today was Pastor Jonathan's 25th anniversary as pastor of Western Heights Baptist Church, so there was a nice presentation prior to service. I thought back to the days when my parents attended the church, and doing the math, he was a youngster when he started preaching. Time certainly does go by quickly. My parents loved him, and he seemed to feel the same towards them. My parents would be proud of his spiritual growth, and it made me wonder if he always taught the way he does now. 

When I came home I tuned in to my second church - Pastor Greg, Harvest Ministries in California. He started a new series today, so I'm looking forward to seeing where our new adventure will go. It was a great service, ending with communion. A great beginning to my day.

Sadly, things began to take a bitter turn after a 2 pm emergency Zoom meeting, but the news was old news to me, although current, and yes, concerning and in need of action. Shortly after that, it seemed as if the news increasingly became depressing, so I decided that I would turn off the computer, and put on a movie. Something I rarely do, but I seem to be doing it more in the evenings, so I can take my mind off the news of the day. Old friends are the best.

I've been watching one episode of Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman, each night since my African series, Wild at Heart, ended abruptly. At least it's a clean, fairly entertaining drama, but not without distressing situations from history, so I decided not tonight! What to do? Yes! that's it, Pooh! In fact, "What's to do?" are words Pooh spoke in response to Christopher Robin's "What's to do?" in the movie Christopher Robin. So, that was my distraction. A bit of nonsense of the best kind. It was either this or re-visiting Dr. Doolittle! So, I chose the former. Besides which, yesterday my son was watching Dr. Doolittle, so I had a brief time of giggles with him. It certain does take one away from the seriousness of life. Embracing the ridiculous can be rewarding, especially since there is precious little to chuckle about on the internet. 

The movie Christopher Robin follows the story line of an adult Christopher Robin helping Winnie the Pooh find his friends. Of course Christopher has gotten quite a bit older, and Pooh has never aged and nor have his friends. Christopher is married with a daughter, whom he seems to ignore often, as he is always working hard at a job he loathes. Funny how that is a similar story found in so many homes these days. I wonder if it's always been that way, or did anyone ever enjoy the jobs they worked hard doing? In my day we worked to put food on the table, but there could be moments of enjoyment if our bosses were friendly and appreciative. That should come naturally, one would suppose, as long as the worker does the job responsibly. 

Christopher has united himself with his old friends while searching for Pooh who has wandered away after being hurt by Christopher's lack of interest and snappy attitude. The first one he meets floating down the stream on his back is none other than Eeyore, who is less than enthusiastic, which is his normal mood. Why is Eeyore always so cheerless? The animals - Piglet, Roo, Kanga, Owl, Rabbit, Tigger - don't recognize the aged Christopher, who has finally adjusted back into his former playful self, serving as a rescuer of the animals from the pretend Heffalump, an imaginary monster in the woods. Once recognized as who he is, Christopher and the gang head off to Somewhere to find Pooh. 

On his way back to the real world Christopher remains lost in his imaginary world, playing Pooh games on the train ride back to London. Later, it's the animal's turn to save Christopher Robin, so they head off to London where the adventure begins...again!

It's a fun story, family friendly, and it makes me laugh. The most important part is that it tells the story of true friendship, helping out a friend in need, even when it's inconvenient and a bit impractical. I for one don't think being impractical is a waste of time, as nothing worth doing is a waste of time. Christopher Robin told Pooh that "Doing nothing often leads to the very best of something." That seems like pretty good wisdom to me. In fact I find that the words of Winnie the Pooh are rather intuitive and thought-worthy. Let's check it out. 

I must admit that this advice is very wise, and although rather simplistic, is rather liberating. I imagine some would debate the matter, but I feel that being true to yourself, as long as one's kind and considerate of others, is a much better way to go through life.

 

My son is always telling me that nothing happens by coincidence, that everything is meant to be. He's right according to God's timeline, as I always have to put God into everything I do. His plans and purpose are always the best, and simpler, don't you think? Than worrying or over-thinking a matter. Pooh really was quite wise for a silly ole bear.

 

Pooh once asked Christopher Robin this question: "What day is it?" Christopher Robin looked at Pooh and said, "Today." Pooh responded, "My favorite day. Yesterday, when it was tomorrow, it was too much day for me." Christopher followed with the familiar words, "Silly ole bear!"

  

These words cause me to consider the words of scripture concerning searching for answers, setting goals, and making every day decisions (Proverbs 16:9). Pooh's words are wise, for a little imaginary being, or is he, real? As he was to Christopher Robin. After all my stuffed friends are just that - friends, and a have three Winnie the Poohs in my room to help me along on the scary, difficult days. This one has had the potential of making my day a little glum, but thanks to Winnie, Christopher, and the others, it's been sunshine and blue skies. Good night!

 

Day 270 A New Day - One Day

 

9/27/2025

For He Himself is our peace, who has made both one, and has 

broken down the middle wall of separation, having abolished in His flesh 

the enmity that is, the law of commandments contained in ordinances, 

so as to create in Himself one new man from the two, 

thus making peace, and that He might reconcile them both to God 

in one body through the cross, thereby putting to death the enmity."  

 Ephesians 2:14-16

 

These are exciting times, as we "forget about ourselves, concentrate on Him and worship Christ the Lord. Worship Him, Christ the Lord!" You guessed it! I'm listening to worship music again, and yes! I was singing to everyone!

"There is a sweet anointing in the sanctuary. There is a stillness in the atmosphere. Come and lay down the burdens you have carried, for in the sanctuary God is here."

I'm listening to John Wilds, Jesus Image, the song, "He is Here." When I'm having a taxing moment, I love to turn on worship music from Jesus Image, and when I need a calm, contemplative, or convicting exhortation from the Word of the Lord, I listen to Michael Koulianos, the pastor, walk the hungry, or in my case, the insatiably starving, through scripture. This evening is one of those evenings, just before time to pray for the government leaders in the United States. I have the privilege of praying for six elected officials each Saturday night as the new day begins. These are troubling, disturbing days, and there are conundrums afoot! For me, there is one response - Jesus!

Today marks Day 6 of 10 Days of Awe - One New Man with the Focus City - Mogadishu, Somalia, and the 110 Cities Region: Eastern & Southern Africa. There are multiple scriptures, as always, but the one I love is found in Revelation 7:9-10, because it holds the promise of what is to come:  

"After this I looked, and there before me was a great multitude that no one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing before the throne and before the Lamb. They were wearing white robes  and were holding palm branches in their hands. And they cried out in a loud voice: 'Salvation belongs to our God, who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb.'" 

Although the words written above by John are wonderful, and we are anxious for the return of our Savior and Lord, Jesus Christ, until that day we must continue the work He gave us in this present age. Each day brings more tragedy and suffering, persecution and horrors for the believer and follower of Jesus. Whereas this is alarming, we can never stop praising Him, because He is worthy of all praise. And His peace, the shalom peace of God, can keep us in a place where we do not fear, and we can smile, laugh, and take heart remembering the goodness of the Lord, regardless of what is happening around us. Jesus told his disciples what was going to happen in John 16:33: "These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world."

Located within this region of Africa are the countries of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, Mozambique, and Eritrea, the areas where there is much persecution, murders, and horrendous acts of savagery against Christians. I was listening to a story from Voice of the Martyrs today of two missionaries in the area of DRC ministering to the survivors of recent massacres, sharing the stories. For weeks there have been multiple attacks on the same people, churches, villages, with mass murders that defy the term grotesque. This has been going on for a longer time, but many people are distracted by other things, and they have not paid attention, but I'm not one of those people, as you know. I have posted, re-posted, and I will continue to post these acts of inhumanity against my brothers and sisters in Christ. . The news and social media do not carry these stories routinely. Nigeria is another country hardest hit, yet it was removed from the Countries of Particular Concern list in 2021 by the previous constituency. Fortunately, the American Centers for Law & Justice (ACLJ), as well as other humanitarian agencies have continued to stand in opposition and provide reports daily to those who care.

"Precious to the Lord is the death of one of His saints." 

Psalm 116:15

I pray for a time when I will not see such horrible reports. A time of peace, a time when children can play and laugh and enjoy the friendship of all nations and tribes. I think back over the age in which I was a child growing up, and although racism was prevalent in the South, where I lives, I somehow ignored it. I've told stories about separate bathrooms, water fountains, and other stupidities, but fortunately I never paid heed to signs then, and I certainly don't care about them now. I don't like it when anyone hurts. As I am finishing this post up on Sunday, news of this morning's shooting in Michigan at the Mormon Church has already reached my ears. Although I may not agree with the teaching of the Mormon Church, that is irrelevant. Someone drove their vehicle into a church, during Sunday service, and shot people with an assault weapon, for no apparent reason. The hatred and insanity is now reaching more people and religions, and more innocent people are dying for other reason that demonic derangement driven by the enemy of our souls.  

We cannot continue to turn a blind eye. We must speak out courageously for our faith. We must do better.

Day 269 Hope

 

9/26/2025

 “In that day there will be a highway from Egypt to Assyria. The
Assyrians will go to Egypt and the Egyptians to Assyria. The
Egyptians and Assyrians will worship together. In that day
Israel will be the third, along with Egypt and Assyria, a blessing
on the earth. The Lord Almighty will bless them, saying,
“Blessed be Egypt my people, Assyria my handiwork, and Israel
my inheritance.” 

Isaiah 19:23-25 

 

This morning Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu of Israel addressed the United Nations General Assembly in New York City. Prior to his speech, Israel's UN envoy warned of the Palestinians organizing a mass walkout, so as PM Netanyahu was being escorted to the stage, delegates were lining up and marching out in total disrespect. The chair continued to bang his gavel for order to no effect. This is not the first time this Prime Minister has been treated so terribly by supposed dignitaries. It was a very shameful act, and I do not feel that any appointed envoy should be allowed to behave so deplorably regardless of personal feelings.

Regardless, PM Netanyahu had an impressive speech, accurately describing the situation in Gaza and presenting the truth regarding the war's continuation, the truth about Hamas and the truth about the Palestinian people. He also included misinformation surrounding the lawfare against Him in the Knesset. He addressed the problem with false representation through the media, and he presented his topics articulately with sound and compelling supporting documentation. The Prime Minister is set to visit with President Donald Trump Monday.

Today is the 5th day of the 10 Days of Awe, and the focus is A House Divided, with the focus city of Beirut, Lebanon and the 110 cities of the Middle East and North Africa. This prayer certainly comes on an opportune day when so many countries attending the UN General Assembly have voted in favor of the existence of a Palestinian State, demanding Hamas to end the war against Israel and return the hostages. These countries do not realize that to do recognize a Palestinian state would be rewarding Hamas for the evil they committed against Israel on October 7, 2023. But Hamas is not interested in a Palestinian state, nor is it interested in the people of Gaza. All they want is the destruction of the Jewish people. The interesting part about all of this is that Gaza should never have been given to the Palestinians in the first place, and the same with Judea Samaria known as the West Bank. These areas are part of the original boundaries of the land given to Israel by God, and it is supported in scripture (Numbers 34-36; Ezekiel 47-48). God warned repeatedly not to remove the ancient boundaries, or the people would be cursed (Proverbs 22:28; Deuteronomy 27:17). We are seeing the ramifications of this disobedience today. But Israel is a nation of peaceful people, so this division of the land was for the purposes of living in peace with their neighbors, which they did prior to Hamas' assault. I will never understand hatred, especially to extent I am seeing, but this hatred stems back to the original feud between Isaac and Ishmael; Esau and Jacob. Nonetheless, there is hope that one day the Muslim nations of Assyria and Israel will be at peace as noted in our focus scripture in Isaiah 19.

In the meantime the ugliness has spread across the nation and the world, as we see more protests against Israel - antisemitism and anti-Zionism, those who stand with Israel, against Christianity at large, but also anger, rage, and chaos being incited over any thing and every thing. It has been well planned and executed over several years, but we have also been witnessing unsurpassed movement among the younger generation for truth and the desire to have a different life, the one God intended for them to experience and enjoy. Revivals and baptisms were already on the rise prior to the assassination of Charlie Kirk, but since then it has become unparalleled. Younger people are purchasing Bibles and going to church, some for the first time. Thousands of requests for Turning Point USA chapters on universities and high schools are being received. The enemy knows his time is short, and at last, he has overplayed his hand. 

But the end result is in large measure dependent on the response of the church, as God is calling for the body of Christ to repentant and turn back to Him. The world has been witnessing the testimony of members of the President's cabinet and administration unreservedly sharing the Gospel of Jesus Christ with thousands of people across the world. As the gospel is being proclaimed by Christians in prominent positions of leadership, the church should take heart and be encouraged, find their own courage and boldness and become active participants as Jesus called us to be. When the children of Israel was going into the Promised Land, and Moses was preparing to die, he gave his successor, Joshua, son of Nun, this message: "Be strong and of good courage, do not fear nor be afraid of them; for the LORD your God, He is the One who goes with you. He will not leave you nor forsake you." (Deuteronomy 31:6) He repeated the words "do not fear" three times in consecutive verses. And the Lord calls us to walk in the same manner, trusting Him, not fearing man, but having a respect and fear in the Lord God, because He is holy. This is where our hope comes from.  

Day 268 My Deliverer is Coming

 

9/25/2025 

"The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand
slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to
perish, but everyone to come to repentance.”

 2 Peter 3:9 

Today marks Day 4 of the 10 Days of Awe, and the prayer focus is That None Perish. Tehran, Iran is our focus city, and our 110 cities region is Central Asia, a hotbed of activity and war, persecution for Christians, and the cities named are under-served when it comes to evangelism. Some of the fastest growing underground churches are located in Iran, and Iran is the focal point for the ongoing war with Israel. Their hatred extends to the United States, as the leadership and their proxies chant death to both nations daily. When I hear songs of how Jesus rescued us from our sins, gave Himself, His very life as a ransom for us, I often wonder why! God is Love, Perfect Love, so everything He does, He does in love. For the average person I imagine that idea is a bit difficult to grasp. Love is such an overused word that means very little in our world today, or so it seems. Today many believers in Jesus Christ are being persecuted, and the Muslim nations hate us the most, but yet we continue to pray for every lost soul to find peace, as we have found peace. In John 3:16-17 Jesus told Nicodemus, "For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved." In Luke19:10 Jesus told Zacchaeus "for the Son of Man has come to seek and to save that which was lost." And in the Parable of the Lost Sheep, Jesus tells the crowd, "What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he loses one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness, and go after the one which is lost until he finds it?"

I remember singing a song in church as a child, and the words have followed me all my life. I often sing this melody:

"Rescue the perishing, care for the dying

Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save." 

The song was written by Fanny J. Crosby, who wrote many of the stirring hymns back in the day. I love the new worship songs by various worship artists, but hymns somehow remain in my head, probably because I remember them from early childhood and my mama and grandma singing them around the house.  

Many of the people I most admire have already graduated to their heavenly home, but at least I can read their stories, listen to their music, remember their words. When I think of the messy world I think of Rich Mullins. Rich was a Christian music artist, most famous for Awesome God, but as he pointed out, he did write other songs. Each song was a life story, and it was straight from his heart, so it struck a cord in the life of everyone who heard him. He died way too soon for me, yet God has a way of taking the saints home once they've completed their race here on earth. I can understand, and Rich wouldn't have wanted to wear out his welcome, not that he ever could. A movie was put out in 2014 honoring his torrid and often confusing life called Ragamuffin. The Independent Critic (Richard Propes) critiqued the movie:

“He found the secret, that if you want to find your life, you have to give it away.” -  Shane Claiborne

"Raised on a tree farm in Indiana by a man weathered by life and distant in nature, Rich Mullins wrestled his entire life with crippling insecurities, alcohol, depression and more while also being recognized as an artistic genius who rose to Christian music fame and fortune before walking away from it to live on a Navajo reservation and dying at the age 41 in an auto accident.

Ragamuffin: The True Story of Rich Mullins is, indeed, the true story of Mullins, a Jesus freak with a rebellious streak a mile wide who dealt with the weaknesses of his life with an honesty and a transparency that is far too often missing from today's churches and today's artists. He was determined to live into his faith in a way that was transcendent. It wasn't normal, really. Mullins, for example, paid himself a fair salary based upon what the average American made despite having a far greater income from his music.

Instead, he gave it away. He gave it to charities. He gave it to churches.

He strived to make music from his heart and, despite the pressure that comes with becoming a musical success, he steadfastly refused to make music simply to be popular.

Mullins was real. Mullins was honest. Mullins was faithful. Mullins was the kind of guy who'd probably grimace if you even mentioned the idea of making a movie based upon his life, yet his life is exactly the kind of life that deserves to have a movie made of it."

The critic had much more to say regarding the movie and the man who portrayed Rich, but if you really want to know more, watch the movie, and check out videos by Rich on YouTube and the Ragamuffin Archives. 

Once, when speaking to a church audience, where the pastor had Bible bashing message of condemnation, when it was his turn to sing, in response to the scolding of the pastor, Rich said that the most profound words he had ever heard were:

"Jesus loves me this I know

for the Bible tells me so."

Maybe I'm feeling nostalgic, but when I think about the length Jesus went to save the world, only to be rejected, I think about people in the Bible whom Jesus loved and who were part of His entourage, along with His disciples. Those who would protect Him and be at his side. In this day, I think about those who have influenced my life, and Rich just happens to be one of them. I can identify with so much he said. Here are some of his quotes that he would share at his concerts - not the usual church or Christian concerts, as he spoke of the cuff as much as he sang, and his songs and message were not the well-guarded type. They were honest and often raw, and often not well-received. I hope my messages in the blogs I write are like that - raw, transparent, sensitive, enough to make someone want to live as Christ inspired us, as opposed to be a couch or pew potato with an occasional, Amen! Preach it!

Rich Mullins 

 “I grew up hearing everyone tell me 'God loves you'. I would say big deal, God loves everybody. That don't make me special! That just proves that God ain't got no taste. And, I don't think He does. Thank God! Because He takes the junk of our lives and makes the most beautiful art.” 

“Christianity is not about building an absolutely secure little niche in the world where you can live with your perfect little wife and your perfect little children in your beautiful little house where you have no gays or minority groups anywhere near you. Christianity is about learning to love like Jesus loved and Jesus loved the poor and Jesus loved the broken.”  

 “We were given the Scriptures to humble us into realizing that God is right, and the rest of us are just guessing.” 

 “The Bible is not a book for the faint of heart -- it is a book full of all the greed and glory and violence and tenderness and sex and betrayal that benefits mankind. It is not the collection of pretty little anecdotes mouthed by pious little church mice -- it does not so much nibble at our shoe leather as it cuts to the heart and splits the marrow from the bone. It does not give us answers fitted to our small-minded questions, but truth that goes beyond what we even know to ask.” 

“Never forget what Jesus did for you. Never take lightly what it cost Him. And never assume that if it cost Him His very life, that it won't also cost you yours.”

“So go out and live real good and I promise you'll get beat up real bad. But, in a little while after you're dead, you'll be rotted away anyway. It's not gonna matter if you have a few scars. It will matter if you didn't live.” 

A mere few days ago this nation, and the world, lost a dear friend and brother in Christ, a young man I know Rich would have appreciated and embraced as a brother. I'm guessing Charlie would have enjoyed his company as well. But, ya know, right now they're both connecting in a much better place, with the King of Kings as their three-ply-cord for intercession. Two young men who died very young, one at age 41, the other at age 31. Rich never married, but he was loved by so many. Both ran their race here on earth, and although each tread a different path, both converged on the narrow way, I know God is well-pleased with each of them. They loved the lost and lonely, and each, in their unique ways, touched the nations. May we go and do likewise. 

Day 267 Batons & Journeys

 

9/24/2025

"The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; therefore
pray earnestly to the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers
into his harvest." 

 Matthew 9:37-38

 

As I'm gathering my thoughts, I'm listening to a song called "Song of Solomon," being sung by David Brymer from Jesus Image. The chorus he sings over and over tenderly crushes my heart, and it breaks as I remember all the people I've known in ministry, those who responded with joy, still growing, others still lost in their torn and tattered worlds, feeling hopeless, lost, and so very alone. 

"Over the mountains,

over the seas,

here You come running

my Lover to me."

After about seven minutes of singing this chorus over and over, people of all ages are quiet with hands lifted and tears flowing, praying, crying, on their knees in deep worship, as the Presence of the Living God fills the house. There is no distance in prayer, and the worship reaches into my home, past my closed bedroom door, and into my heart. My tears always flow easily when He's near. The peace only God gives through the power of His Holy Spirit transcends any conceivable experience one may feel, His Shalom Peace. Jesus is the Prince of Peace.  

"Oh, through the valleys, 

through the dark night, 

Jesus, You are with me, 

forever till it's light," 

It's a holy moment. There is nothing more to be said really. He is all that matters, and yet He presses me on. 

This is the second day of Rosh Hashanah, with more sounding of the shofars. It begins the third day of the 10 Days of Awe, as prayer and self-examination continues, Israel prays for the Messiah to come, not accepting that He already has come, died, was buried, was raised from the dead, and now sits next to God the Father, waiting for His return for the church, His Bride.  

In our prayers for the 110 cities as part of the International Prayer Connect, our focus for today is Ripe for Harvest, with the supporting scripture found in Matthew 9:37-38 as posted above:

  "The harvest is plentiful, but the laborers are few; 

therefore pray earnestly to the Lord of the harvest to send

out laborers into His harvest." 

We began Day One with a call to Humble Ourselves (James 4:10), followed by Day Two to Press to Full Maturity (Hebrews 6:1-2). We are exhorted and encouraged to grow in the grace and knowledge of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, maturing in the faith, prepared to go into the field of harvest, because that is what He has called us to do. We repent for growing weary, lessening the pace. We cry out for leaders who will train the next generation, equipping them to courageously and boldly follow the call. Commitment with surrender is costly. And for today we need to as forgiveness for not opening our eyes to see the opportunities that are right in front of us. In all the quarrels and fighting, chaos in every arena, the lost - yes, but not all! Many are returning to churches, giving leaders another chance, but many more coming for the first time! 

As I continue my prayers, music still playing, songs of surrender, words like "nothing else matters;" "Jesus, You can have it all"...these words always stir my memory of days long ago, when I was much younger, wondering if there's still a place where an old lady can help, or is God telling me to let someone do it, pass the baton that remains hidden inside of me. I had always hoped that my children would desire to run the gauntlet. In the beginning, when they were much younger, they were always part of everything, but things happen in life, the sifting, the pressing, the pruning, and the press of the stone over the olives to release the precious oil of anointing. I hear the words, "You make all things news, Jesus, we can trust and we can surrender. You make all things news. Insatiable. You will never stop until You have it all. So You can have it all." Words from the song, Insatiable sung by Kim Walker Smith. It's almost like my playlist today is by His design. It usually is, because I have no rhyme or reason, it's always Him moving me along, past my distractions or blocks in the road. This time is His, and yes, insatiable!

So, for now I'm off on yet another adventure of the soul. Wednesdays evenings are times of rest and refreshment, as I listen to Terry MacAlmon's Hour with Jesus! I'm sure I've mentioned him before, of his earlier beginnings, and how I have a connection. Another person I've never met in person, or at least I don't think so. Believe it or not, when I was much younger, attending the Southside Church of the Nazarene, met a few Generals in the Faith, to include artists. Those were great days when I actually sang in a choir and in a small group. Later, as God shuffled me along, I sang solos in another church. I know it's hard to believe, especially if you sit beside me in church today, but once...!

So the time to go is now. Until the next edition. Shalom,dear soldiers of the faith. Don't be afraid to pass the baton. 

Day 266 Days of Awe

 

9/23/2025

 "Then Jesus said to him, 'Go and do likewise.'"

Luke 10:37

 

The shofar has sounded in Jerusalem announcing the Feast of Trumpets. According to Leviticus 23:23-25: "Then the LORD spoke to Moses, saying, 'Speak to the children of Israel, saying: 'In the seventh month, on the first day of the month, you shall have a sabbath-rest, a memorial of blowing of trumpets, a holy convocation. You shall do no customary work on it; and you shall offer an offering made by fire to the LORD.'"  This observance leads up to the Day of Atonement, Yom Kippur, the holiest day of the year. The ten days leading up to the Day of Atonement are called the 10 Days of Awe, a time of self-examination, humbling ourselves before the Lord, seeking forgiveness and asking forgiveness. The observance began yesterday in the evening, so we are now entering Day 2 of the 10 Days of Awe. Today our focus was pressing to full maturity.

I am joining with International Prayer Connect during this time (9/22/2025-10/3/2025), praying for the 110 regions where the gospel has not reached. Several international ministries join together in coordination with prayer for Israel which has multiple ministries. Sometimes I feel overwhelmed by the challenge. I've shared about my call to intercession, so I do take it seriously. But, there are times when all I can do is sit quietly, alone with God, and ask Him to direct the prayers. Each day brings its own challenges and, sadly, drama. 

This morning President Trump spoke before the United Nations General Assembly, and he frankly told them they had failed at their job. When the UN was established, it had the great potential of working together for the good of all nations. It's role has been described to "maintain peace and security, protect human rights, deliver humanitarian aid, support sustainable development and climate action, and uphold international law." In his speech, President Trump dismantled all the pretenses and spoke honestly about the lack of involvement of the UN in the wars between the Ukraine and Russia and Hamas and Israel. He called them to task and to action. He stood in support of Israel and in the mandate to Hamas to release all prisoners, dead and alive. No other response will be acceptable. I thank God for President Trump's bold stand for justice for Israel, and I pray that rather than get their nose out of joint, the nations will take heed and give support to Israel. Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu was due to speak to the UN General Assembly, but I have not heard his speech. One thing is for certain - there cannot be a two state solution. This land was given to Israel by God. I have shared these scriptures over and over, and I pray that the church will rise up and stand beside Israel as the prophetic implications are evident.

Tonight in our prayer circle we marveled at the move of God that is happening all over this world since Charlie Kirk was martyred. It has emboldened some to get off the proverbial fence and begin to participate in what God is doing, rather than play it safe. I find it so amazing that the day preceding the beginning of the Days of Awe that Erika Kirk stood before 100,000 people or more and said that she forgave the man who murdered her husband. She knew that this is what God commands us to do, and she also knew that it was what Charlie would do. She said that this man was the type of person Charlie spent his life trying to help. Another remarkable answer to prayer happened behind the scenes in the reconciliation between President Trump and Elon Musk. Elon was quoted as saying, "I was proud to sit with my President again." My cup runs over with joy unspeakable! God's glory was being shed all over that place. I have spoken so much about it and written in depth, so if I'm repeating myself, again, then forgive me again, and for the next time. I love to see God move on hearts. This is the day, folks, don't let it pass you by!

Another thing I heard this evening that brings tears of joy to my eyes is that the State of Oklahoma will have Turning Point USA chapters at every high school in the State. Young people will be encouraged to be the best they can be and learn to be men of God, taking responsibility for their actions, who know how to shape the nation in truth and with integrity. 

This reminds me of what has been lacking in high schools and colleges since I was in school. My parents were very good parents, and they taught me Biblical values, as did my grandparents, but I was never encouraged to pursue my dreams or to believe in myself. And I was always dreaming of things I wanted to accomplish. I dreamed of changing the world by doing good and showing kindness. I wanted to be a medical missionary, join the Peace Corp, and trek the difficult areas of the world. This continued into high school and college and into life. I was told I couldn't do this or that for one reason or another, but that is not what I tried in instill in my own children and in the hearts of the children I was privileged to mentor. Tonight I was thinking about my own amazing journey that I sometimes feel was inadequate, as if my life meant nothing. But that's not true, because as I responded to a question in a Bible study I'm doing online, I began to remember parts of my life that I'd forgotten. When I wasn't able to fulfill my dream, God took me on another path, sometimes torturous, because I always had people against me for some reason. I never wanted to lead, and I was happy to follow, but I had passion and a childlike wonder that still resides within me today. I was sharing with my son today that I am often misunderstood when I am trying to explain things, because I think quickly, so I begin a discussion at the beginning, but then in my excitement to share, I leave others behind, and my story is over before they even understand what I'm trying to say. I don't if I explained it correctly. I think my mind works quickly, and maybe all the head trauma I've experienced in my lifetime is a cause. It's not a bad thing, but I've noticed that even when sharing scriptures, I'm like Jesus in not making the story clear to most. His was intentional, but mine is my inability to articulate perhaps. Sometimes that makes me want to shy away from groups, but God calls us to be involved in fellowship with others. That's how we grow.

When I share try to share my life with people, in response to questions they ask me, I get the feeling that they think I am bragging, but I'm not really. I am astounded that God can take a donkey and use me for His purpose. I have simply been obedient, and many times, desperate. I had a family to feed and bills to pay, so I had to apply myself, and at times get creative. All gifts God has given me. I marvel when I think how He used me in one job, then as I gained new skills, another job opened up, and in a round about way, I gained so many skills that led me to the job I had for the last twenty years. But everything I have learned in college, gained through study and application, has been used to benefit others and my family's needs. Ultimately all to His glory, because as I worked in the world, I was also functioning in positions in the churches I attended. I have never been a pew sitter, and I don't want to be. I want to be busy for the Lord. Giving in whatever way I can. As I always love to say, to whom much is given, much is required (Luke 12:48), and I have been given much more than I deserve. 

Over the past few weeks I have shared with my readers how God has been asking me to examine my motives, the condition of my heart. Now that we are in this season, approaching the day of Atonement, I am joining my Jewish family as we walk through these days humbly approaching His throne of grace, repentant, seeking only to serve Him better, and in turn give our lives for others. When we follow Christ, surrendering our lives to Him, we are told to deny ourselves, pick up our cross daily, and follow Him. It's all I want. He's all I need. Selah.