Day 318 Going On

 

11/14/2025

 "How do you pick up the threads of an old life?"

Frodo Baggins

 

Borrowing from Tolkien's words, "Lord, how can I begin to piece together the years, the days, the hours, the moments of my life into something worthy of Your love?" I don't know how to begin, put in a middle, and I definitely cannot spin the tale to the proper ending. It can only be continued until I take my last breath. Confusion sets in as I remember. Today is a day of much remembering. Perhaps it is the release of Meny Godard from captivity in Gaza. Something triggered my thoughts to come, spiral out of control, then rest more serenely in a pool of tears.  

There are movies that touch a place in me, Lord of the Rings is one of these. At the end, after Frodo has returned to the Shire from destroying the One Ring and saving Middle Earth, he writes in Bilbo's journal:

"How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand, there is no going back? There are some things that time cannot mend, some hurts that go too deep, that have taken hold." 

A commentator explained Frodo's thoughts this way:

"This quote reflects Frodo's struggle to reintegrate into his former life in the Shire after the profound and traumatic experience of his journey to destroy the One Ring. He was physically and psychologically wounded in ways that could not be fully healed in Middle Earth, ultimately leading to his departure to the Undying Lands to find peace." 

Frodo's long adventure was long and arduous and nothing like the life he lived in the Shire under the careful watch of his Uncle Bilbo, who had held the ring for many years before heading off to the safety of the elves at Rivendell, entrusting the ring to Frodo. That's the way life can be when we make mistakes or wrong choices. The effects have a way of filtering down into the lives of those we love, even if we try with our best intentions not for it to happen. Ultimately choices stare us all in the face, and the decision rests upon the next one's shoulders. I often ask God about things that happen to my children, if I am responsible for their wrong choices or troubles they endure. I know that I cannot be blamed for passing on illnesses, especially when I never knew what was wrong with me. My dad did his best back then, but some things modern medicine is only figuring out. It's a process, and we all face these unknowns in our lives. It took me a long time to stop blaming myself for things that were beyond my control. I never blamed God. It never occurred to me to do so.

My devotional for today has the title "Move Beyond Your Mistakes." Today my son and I made a trip to Walmart for groceries. Thankfully, it wasn't too painful today when we checked out at the register. We really didn't buy anything substantial, like meat, but the prices seem to add up when all is said and done. We live pretty frugally, for the most part, although we do buy ice cream occasionally. When we left, my son had a little mishap with another driver where he didn't notice that the other car was in his blind spot, so he could not see him approaching. As my son was signaling to get into the right lane, the other car honked, and it stunned my son, as he is normally a very cautious driver, especially when I'm in the car. My son waved an "I'm sorry," to the man, but my son held onto those feelings for a long time. I know how that can be, as I've done things that bothered me for a long time. The devil knows our tender spots (Achilles heel), and he loves to drag us into the pit of despair. We have to become aware of it, and thank God and forgive ourselves or others. We cannot sink into the pit of past regrets and mire down into it until we're stuck. It has to end.

Memories can be good, as they bring reflection about the places where we've been, the lessons we have learned. I have many good ones, and I have many difficult ones, but I am beginning to see the value of hard lessons or tough times. They do build character if we choose to learn and grow, and if we choose to forgive others. I've been reading the biography of Richard Wurmbrand, a missionary pastor who was imprisoned for 14 years by the Communists in Romania. He provides many examples of the torture others endured while in prison, and how many died as a result of the torture and abuse, as it was habitual, evil to the core. Here is one example:

"I have seen Christians in Communist prisons with fifty pounds of chains on their feet, tortured with red-hot iron pokers, in whose throats spoonfuls of salt had been forced, being kept afterward without water, starving, whipped, suffering from cold - and praying with fervor for the Communists. This is humanly inexplicable! It is the love of Christ, which was poured out in our hearts." (Tortured for Christ)

The amazing love of Jesus Christ! When we truly see Him dying on the cross for our sins, naked, bleeding from the unimaginable torture He endured, and when we truly know the price He chose to pay to purchase our freedom so we could have eternal life, then we become transformed. His love pumping through our hearts, so that we can truly love others, even those who persecute us, as He loves them, and as He also gave His life for them. This is how we go on with our lives in victory, putting it all behind us, and when we truly begin to live the life He has given us to live - for others!

Day 317 Don't Waste Time

 

11/13/2025

 "Therefore, since we are surrounded 

by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, 

and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with

endurance the race that is set before us...." 

Hebrews 12:1

                                      

I'm trying to carve out a portion of my day to get some tasks completed around the homestead, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to find that little slice of time! Sunday after church the boxes will need to be packed for Operation Christmas Child, and it seems as if it was only yesterday that we did this. Last  year we packed 401 boxes, and what a process that was. All year long the ladies at Hardy Central Baptist Church work on various projects to include in the boxes, then contributions are dropped off all during the year. My sister said that the church has been working every day this week just to get the sorting done, so that on Sunday after church the packing will be easily completed. They have it all planned with the boxes for boys/girls in the age categories along the side of the wall, then items are arranged in age groups on tables. It's quite orderly and functional, so all the volunteers come to help, and the work is done in short order. I'm not sure how many boxes Pinkie has determined to fill, but generally she ups the ante each year. This will be my third year of being involved in this blessed event.

Operation Christmas Child is only one event in supporting children, as there are many other national, international, and local community efforts all year round - and not just for children, but for anyone who has a need. It's a wonderful thing to help someone who needs our tangible support. Many times we become so selfishly embroiled in our own concerns that we give little thought to the needs of others, or we simply brush it aside, or say, "maybe later." Christmas time is a time when the need seems to become more evident, as many children never receive a toy. Most of these countries are happy just to get food to eat for the day. I have supported a young man in Kenya through Compassion International for several years, and when he receives a little money for a birthday, Christmas, or just so, he uses it to buy a goat for his family and perhaps a few necessities for himself, but most of it goes towards his family's needs. This is the heart these precious children have. This warms my heart so much. As my own children were growing up we tried to teach them about service and giving to others. They loved to fill baskets with little samples of necessities like toothbrushes, toothpaste, lotion, tissues, and little sweets and a cute gift for the nursing home residents. These people are so grateful for a visit from anyone, but when they see children coming their faces beam with joy and their smiles stretch across their thin, frail faces with joy. This needs to be an everyday experience, because many are tucked away in facilities and no one ever comes to visit except for the nurses and case managers. I know, as I have served the community as a case manager. 

Recently I had to ask forgiveness of a dear friend who is now in assisted living, because I haven't visited her for almost a year. Shame on me. There are no excuses, and believe me I have them, but even though they are legitimate, I needed to make time. I have phoned, but only once I think in all that time. Ever gracious, she forgave me, and we will be getting together, hopefully this week for a day out and about. I still have her Christmas gift from last time, plus her birthday gift. This is utter nonsense, and it most certainly is NOT loving my neighbor. But when we fall into these traps, even as I say with things like prayer calls and ministry, not leaving time for the "go and be the hands and feet of Jesus," then something has to change. My life is out of balance, and over the past few months I have been doing things I used to do while balancing what God has called me to do along with living in this world. I've visited my cousins, and we hope to get together again sooner than later, and I have connected with two cousins on the other side of the family for a reunion. People are important, and the message we as Christians carry is so important. Yesterday I spoke about my trip to the dentist on the 11th and how I shared my testimony. I hope to take that young lady a Bible, as she said she couldn't understand the one she was reading. Another day at Walmart, as we were leaving the store, the lady said "Have a nice day," so I said "and you have a blessed Thanksgiving!" Her face lit up, and I knew that she was a believer, as we shared about the goodness of the Lord and about gratitude for all we have. It's the little things we do that cause the light to shine. And it's the many little things that hinder that call of God:

"No one lights a lamp and hides it! Instead, he puts it on a lampstand to give light to all who enter the room. Your eyes light up your inward being. A pure eye lets sunshine into your soul. A lustful eye shuts out the light and plunges you into darkness. So watch out that the sunshine isn't blotted out. If you are filled with light within, with no dark corners, then your face will be radiant too, as though a flood light is beamed upon you." (Luke 11:33-36 NLT) 

When Jesus was asked what was the most important commandment, this is how He replied:

"You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your strength, and with all your mind. And you must love your neighbor just as much as you love yourself." (Luke 10:27)

Then He was asked "Who is my neighbor?" As Jesus' preferred way was teaching using illustrations, He responded with the parable of the Good Samaritan found in Luke 10:30-37. The New Living Translation that I have been using puts things more clearly, so I will let you read this familiar story about how a despised man from Samaria proved to be a better neighbor than the religious leaders who passed by, not wanting to be defiled on a Sabbath day. When Jesus finished the parable, He asked the man who in the story was a neighbor to the victim in the story. The man responded naturally that the one who showed kindness and mercy was the better neighbor. Jesus ends the discourse by saying: "Then Jesus said, 'Yes, now go and do the same.'" And this is His word to us.

"Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom."

 Psalm 90:12

Day 316 Look Mom!

 

11/12/2025

"Wherever we go, we meet people who are in need of something.

If the Spirit could give us that open eye of love which sees both visible 

and invisible needs, everything we saw would give rise to prayer."

O. Hallesby  

Yesterday was my semi-annual dental appointment, and I am happy to report that I was given a clean bill of health! "Look, Mom - no cavities!" For several visits now I have been given the same report, and I am ecstatic. My son thinks I'm a fanatic about my teeth, because I floss with old-fashioned dental floss several times a day, floss with the water pic at least twice a day, and I brush my teeth with a Phillips Sonicare Toothbrush twice a day, unless I have a mid-day appointment or another reason to brush my teeth. It's late coming, but my good habits are paying off for this seasoned ole lady. And here I thought I had single-handedly financed the entire new dental office that they just opened. For some reason while I was rejoicing at home, I remembered the old Norman Rockwell drawings, so I investigated it, and remembered that Crest Toothpaste came up with that slogan back in 1958 or thereabouts. Old memories often come back to me at the opportune moments. This of course reveals my age that polite, southern ladies don't talk about.

That reminds me of the Little House on the Prairie series when Laura would say, "If I had a remembrance book, I'd...," when she wanted to remember something special about the family or their experience on the prairie and in Walnut Grove. Somehow I think I gave my set of those story books away when I moved. I am finding out that my friend is correct. She told me to stop giving beloved things away, but I didn't feel that I had room to haul all my "memories," in the rental van. I am sadly missing many things, but I realize that they all have good homes. It's part of moving, and it's part of life. Sadly I've moved so many times over the years that I have had to give up many treasures, but I have managed to start over more than a few times, and God always supplied what I needed and many things I wanted. I am grateful for His care.

I am a journal keeper, and now I am both a journal keeper and a blogger. I have memories, good ones and not so good ones, but I have lots of adventures that my friends continue to insist that I write down in my book. The book I haven't started yet. Well, that's not accurate, as I have written chapters and laid them aside, just to begin again. It's hard to know where to start. That's why blogging comes more easily to me. I can look back over my day to see what God is saying to me, and how it coincides with my day and the devotionals I've read. It's a process, and it would be nice to have some assistance, but I haven't found any takers yet. So I continue on, muddling through.

Recently in Bible study we've spoken a lot about the proper way to share our faith with others. I am always asking God for open doors to minister to people while I'm out and about, and I've been able encourage some people just by being polite, asking how their day has been going, and listening. I don't necessarily have to pull out my Bible and start preaching. I think the best way to witness to others is in our day to day walk, the way we live our lives - "walk the walk, not just talk the talk" - because actions speak louder than words, as the old cliche goes. Yesterday while at the dentist, I knew I'd have a wait, so I took my Bible along to catch up on my reading, as I have been jumping around lately rather than a straight read through. It's been hard for me, because I am disciplined and used to reading it chapter by chapter. God had different plans for me this year. Anyway, when the dentist hygienist came in we started chatting about my Bible, and my reading in a room with other people. She said she couldn't read with people around, too many distractions. I became used to that over the years when I had to shut out the noise of my children's little skirmishes. I'd tell them I was shutting down to read, so to settle the matter for themselves. Of course they did, and they behaved well for my quiet times. We chatted quite a bit about my son living with me, his disability, and she shared about her mom living with her son, and that he had some mental health problems, and her mom was having problems dealing with it. I shared that my son has some similar problems, and I began to share my life and testimony with her. We spent most of the time talking about Jesus and looking at Dr. Harley's baby's photos. Fortunately, I had kept my teeth so clean that there was very little cleaning needed. All my obsessive compulsive behavior is paying off. So it was a nice afternoon, and the hygienist actually hugged me good-bye.

In these crazy days, people are troubled, overwhelmed, anxious, and many other feelings. I think the best way to be the hands and feet of Jesus is to simply be present, and He is faithful to bring someone in our path who needs a friend, even if it is only someone acknowledging their presence with a smile. I used to love to walk down the streets in Santa Fe Plaza, and as I passed the folks walking along, mostly their eyes were looking forward, ignoring people as they passed by, or looking down at the sidewalk. My favorite thing was to speak to them as they passed by. Sometimes it worked, sometimes they looked the other way, but I'd keep trying. It's a little different here, but I do speak to as many people as I can. It may not seem like much, but we never know whose path we will cross. The Bible says to be instant in season and out, and to "study to show ourselves approved unto God, workmen who need not be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth." (2 Timothy 2:15). In this day of total confusion and mass hysteria, there will be those who ask why we believe what we believe, and they will want to know about Jesus and His origins. We must know what we believe and why, and be ready to defend our faith. People are hungry, and they are seeking answers, especially the younger generation. I want to be ready to give life to someone who is desperately seeking the truth. 

 

  

Day 315 Let's Do Life Together

 

11/11/2025

"Again, the devil took Him up on an 

exceedingly high mountain, and showed Him

all the kingdoms of the world and their glory. And

he said to Him, "All these things I will give You if 

You will fall down and worship me."

Matthew 4:8-9

 

Our nation is celebrating Veteran's Day today, as each year on the 11th of November we remember those who have fallen in active duty in service to our country, as well as those who are currently serving and our retired veterans who have so selflessly safeguarded our people in past years. We are forever grateful for each one, who continue to uphold the high standards of defending and preserving our nation in wartime and peace. We ask blessings on their lives and on their families who wait so patiently at home and who endure the hurts, wounds and heartbreaks that often accompany their sacrifice. May the Lord continuously watch over them and give them His Shalom.

It seems as if the warfare that comes with protecting our country from domestic and foreign wars does not fall far from the home front these days, especially as the confusion and chaos on the streets increases daily. Open borders brought in many hostiles who purposely came here illegally at the personal invitation of our former leader, to gain wealth, power, and notoriety by destroying our nation with drugs, human trafficking, crime and murder. But even so, possibly the greatest threat is not from gangs or rivals, but it's from the lies and deception that has been purposely driving those blinded from the truth by powers that be and those who are behind this increasing darkness. Each day I shake my head in unbelief of how anyone could not see the underlying mendacity of certain voices. Elections bring forth the most insightful proof of such hypocrisy where people have been cunningly coerced into believing connived rhetoric as truth over a period of time, then escalating it with more brutal attacks on the character of those who dare to oppose the the great imposters as the time to vote approaches. Personally I think God gives people what they think they want or have been prodded to believe as truth to teach them a lesson. This usually becomes the loudest when the economy suffers. But that doesn't mean that I idly sit by and wait to try again and hope for the best like some kind of whipped pup. No! I haven't changed my opinion or my view. I don't stand on the side of right or left, rather I stand on the only side there is - God's, the Creator of Heaven and Earth. And I will not be moved! And I will not be silenced! I believe that sharing the light of Christ and the truth of the Gospel of Jesus Christ is what we should be doing so that the world will see the difference.

When Jesus was lead by Holy Spirit to go into the wilderness for forty days without food or water, where He was tempted by the Great Deceiver, the father of lies, He prevailed against the deception of the enemy with three words - "IT IS WRITTEN!" And this is how we should approach every area of life, not by shouts and protest, which I notice only come from one side of the political arena, as the chaos on the streets obviously demonstrates. The brutality and the evil and disruptive behavior is being groomed and set in motion by the ones who are creating the false reports in order to gain power. No one seems to notice that this did not just happen, blaming it on our President and the current administration, but it's been in the works progressively over the years. Perhaps had we not removed history from the history books, the younger generation, who are being led the slaughter as they blindly follow certain leaders, would realize what is really going on. I have no words for the older generation who blindly follow whatever drivel is being falsely presented, without taking the time to research for themselves what the real truth is. This is all so disturbing, and it is further dividing our nation, which is the purpose. That and to destroy the future of our nation - our children. Just like Adam and Eve, if people continue to listen to the father of lies, their  eternal life could be in peril.

When we don't do as we should be doing, which is "to do what is right, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with our God," then the nation is going to spiral downward until it's at the point of no return. This is why Jesus gave the members of the body of Christ a mandate to go out into the world and speak the truth in love, compelling the lost to turn from this evil, wicked world that offers nothing but death, and turn to the Only One who lives life - beginning with His own for each of us!

 

Day 314 Clear Guidance

 

11/10/2025

 "Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying

'This is the way, walk in it,' whenever you turn to the

right hand or whenever you turn to the left.'"

Isaiah 30:21

 

Life can become so cluttered with daily responsibilities - home, family, work, community and church-related activities. I have been trying to organize my schedule to include getting my house cleaned up, yard work finished, and other practicalities, so I can focus on what jobs need to be completed with the renovation of this home or in acquiring some assistance in getting the work completed. I feel like I'm in a rat race, on a hamster wheel, going round and round with no end to the spin! I'm exhausted most of the time. My mornings are centered around Zoom calls, phone meetings, writing, and most importantly of all, my quiet time with the Lord. That is the main part of my day, because the rest of the day would fall into a true tail-spin if I left out time to sit at the feet of Jesus and listen and intercede.

This afternoon I took off a little R & R time to go to the Dolls on Mission group to work on dolls that go to various churches for kids on the mission fields. The majority of the dolls are made for Operation Christmas Child boxes, so each year churches and other ministries put in their orders for dolls, depending on the activities or the projects they are working on. Last year we provided one hundred dolls to my sister's church for shoe boxes. Our group consists of about forty women, more or less, who get together regularly on Monday afternoon to assemble the dolls that help tell the gospel story. Samaritan's Purse is the main ministry over Operation Christmas Child, and if I had more time, it would be nice to work directly with the ministry. Sadly, I just can't make that commitment at this time. Actually, I'm a little up in the air trying to see what God wants me to do related to the Dolls group, but I imagine when the right time comes, then I'll find out what's what. I truly walk by faith, waiting for Holy Spirit to direct my steps, and I pray that I don't miss it with other distractions.

I've been so busy trying to fit everything into my other ministry tasks that I cannot conceive of adding one more thing. Even good things. So, I've been attempting to take some time to listen for God's voice. I'm writing, as I've noted several times in my blog posts, but I'm still not sure how to do what I was told to do with regard to putting it all together in a book. I've met a few good folks who have gone out of their way to offer support and assistance, even offering me a place to hideout in the country and work, but it makes the other tasks seem less important in comparison to this direct assignment from the Lord. So I continue on, even if the final posts are a day or so behind. The notes are there in my journal, so it's just a matter of making sense of it all. I remember my days hiding out at Sipapu Ski Resort, a tiny little hamlet in New Mexico, and not quite "the resort" as the name suggests. It's tiny and unimpressive in comparison to others, but it's home to me. At one time there was no phone service or internet service or televisions in the rooms. It was absolute peace and quiet nestled in the Santo de Cristo Mountains, and even during ski season, there was little noise, as the slopes were up and behind the little cabins, suites, and bunkhouses. They had camping sites as well. Now, although the size of the resort property has been augmented by the owner's cabin that is rented as lodging, as well as some renovations to the existing site with campers for lodging or trailers, the only real change is the food booths and the price of the rooms. Still, if I was living  there, I'm sure I'd find a way to make it work out for me.

Going through the last four years, making my move here to Virginia, away from my daughter, other family, and dear friends, to sharing a home with my younger son, has been a strange but interesting adjustment. My son's health has improved in some ways, but we still have a way to go. I am closer in distance to my older son who now lives in Massachusetts, but I seldom see him. He's had a very rough few years and even more difficult past year with a cancer diagnosis, then the tech lay-offs at his work, but all praise to God, things are turning around for him now. The war in Israel has consumed much of my time, as well as the prayer ministry in general. I sometimes cry out to the Lord in frustration and ask Him if I really heard His voice saying "Get into the boat and go to the other side," especially when things are not moving along as I had hoped. But God's always faithful to speak to me in His still small voice, then confirm it, as He always does. When God was speaking to the rebellious nation of Israel through the prophet Isaiah about restoration to the land from where He had exiled them, He said:

"For the people shall dwell in Zion at Jerusalem; you shall weep no more. He will be very gracious to you at the sound of your cry; when He hears it, He will answer you. And though the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, yet your teachers will not be moved into a corner anymore, but your eyes shall see your teachers. Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, 'This is the way, walk in it,' whenever you turn to the right hand. Or whenever you turn to the left." (Isaiah 30:19-21)

The scriptures apply also to us Gentiles who believe in Christ who are stubborn and willful in our decision-making and priorities, focused on our desires rather than His. We will always reap what we sow, as scripture warns. Either we listen or we stumble along the way. I for one am past the inclination to do things my way, or anyone's other than God's way, because His IS the best way and only way for me. I don't understand why it takes us so long to listen! My daily prayer for everyone, particularly our leaders - to include spiritual leaders, is for their spiritual eyes to be opened to the reality of the battles we are fighting in this nation and in the world. Our enemies are not people, although satan certainly uses them as pawns, but we fight a more deadly enemy in the spiritual realm, so it can only be won in the use of  spiritual weapons. Thankfully, our God has provided all we need to know and do in Ephesians. As in Nehemiah's day, working to rebuild the broken walls of Jerusalem, with the enemy beating down on them at every phase of the work, we work with the sword of the Spirit in one hand and a working implement in the other. We ensure we are properly attired, suited up in our whole armor of God - loins gird with Truth; breastplate of Righteousness; feet shod with Peace; above all the Shield of Faith; the Mind of Christ, and the Sword of the Spirit. Most importantly, we are Oiled in Prayer, praying always for all saints, as we labor together in the work of the Lord! If we pay heed to Holy Spirit, listening clearly and obeying God's clear direction in His Word, we can go forth victoriously, in spite of the mixed and deceptive messages of the media. Judah always leads the way, so "Let everything that has breath, praise the LORD!" 

Day 313 Reaching Out

  

11/9/2025    

"Therefore, comfort each other and edify one

another, just as you also are doing."

1 Thessalonians 5:11

 

Today was one of those days when I needed to be quiet and sit with Abba, bearing my soul, repenting as needed, and just being alone with my Father. I had every intention of going to church, but there are days when my gluten intolerance acts up, and I need to stay home. I don't feel that I need to make apologies for not feeling well and erring on the side of caution, but I always feel guilty when I don't go to church. I know that I can listen to any teaching of a respected pastor at any time, but the best way to listen to the Word is the do so corporately, in a local church. Plus, I enjoy going to the church I've been attending, because the pastor does such a great job of making it real for today. After all, the word is active and alive, and Jesus is the Living Word. That's how the Apostle John described Jesus in the opening chapter of his book of the Bible. 

This morning in our daily devotional, Pastor Jack shared this verse from 1 Thessalonians 5:11 where the Apostle Paul is speaking to the church at Thessalonica concerning the times and seasons announcing the coming of the Lord. He mentions what Jesus has said to the disciples already that when He comes, it will be like a thief in the night. Many did not understand Jesus, but Paul is encouraging these followers to continue to walk in the light, and to remain vigilant, awake, and sober-minded as the day approaches. He speaks of putting on the breastplate of faith and helmet of the hope of salvation, salvation that comes through faith in Jesus Christ, who died for them so they could walk as children of light. Then Paul tells them to comfort one other and build each other up, just as they have been doing. These same words of exhortation should remind us to walk in the same way, as we live out these last days before Christ's return. Jesus told us to care about widows, orphans, the imprisoned, and the sick. 

There are so many people who walk around without hope, angry, bitter, or depressed, and on the verge of ending their lives. As I continue to stand in support of Israel, I pray for the soldiers who have witnessed the horror of this war and who have continued to serve in spite of weariness or overload. Sadly, there have been some who have ended their lives by suicide simply because they have experienced so much violence. For those who lost loved ones or who were hostages themselves for such a long time imagine the trauma  of having to "see" these images of death flash through their mind every time they close their eyes, that is, if they are blessed to sleep or find rest after their ordeals. The mental trauma is often worse than the physical trauma and abuse. The violence is too much to fathom, and so many are having difficult times adjusting to life again, because life will never be normal again. Then again, what is "normal" in the lives of the Jewish people? Here in the United States we are witnessing so much chaos and wickedness in the streets, and we seem surprised that it could happen here on American streets. But it is happening, and it has been happening for many years, it just hasn't been so blatantly obvious before. The darkness is increasing, and few care to do or say anything about it. We are supposed to live in a nation where we have laws giving us freedom to speak up and stand against wrongs, or that is the general thought. In reality, we have those in power who do not believe in these freedoms and who want to silence us. We've already seen this played out before our very eyes when Charlie Kirk was gunned down to silence him, but it didn't work. The momentum continues to grow. 

Since that time many young college students and even high school students have opened their eyes, and they are rushing to church, to buy Bibles, to know truth. It's becoming a revolution, and we who know Jesus as Savior and Lord need to be ready to walk with these young babies in the faith. It's a great responsibility. We have the words of life, and the fields are ripe for harvest. This verse in 1 Thessalonians  speaks of comforting one another. Every day we meet someone or speak to someone whether it is in person or on the phone. It's important to know how to engage a person in meaningful conversation without slapping them with a Bible. Witnessing to someone begins just as any conversation does; we simply say "hello," and add "how are you doing?" You'd be surprised how just a few words like these can open up a dialog, simply because someone paid attention to another human being, acknowledging their existence and entered their breathing space. A few kind, attentive words can witness stronger, or as Jesus said, a cup of cold water to a thirsty person in His Name. We sport the name of Christian around, but do we walk as Jesus walked towards others? This is another reason I love The Chosen series, because it shows the personality of Jesus so clearly and imaginatively. Jesus is our example, He's our hero. It doesn't matter who they are, where they live, how they live, we are to love all men as Christ loved us and gave Himself for us. If our lives do not reflect a difference in knowing Him, how can we hope to share our love with others? It is His love through us that wins a soul to Christ. We can do nothing on our own. This is why we need to edify each other with the word. We live in a spiritual battle zone, and the spiritual darkness of this world and in heavenly places is real and active. But God is greater than any darkness, and we must strengthen each other with this truth. 

Be comforted, be vigilant, be ready to give the reason of hope that is within you to anyone who asks.   

Day 312 We Overcome

 

11/8/2025

 "So I will restore to you the years that the

swarming locust has eaten...."

Joel 2:25

 

Over the years the Lord has spoken many words to me about the restoration of my family and the healing that is needed so desperately. Although I have seen very little tangible evidence moving in any direction, my heart does not faint, and I stand on the words God has given me. Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence not seen (Hebrews 11:1), so my trust must remain fixed on Him who will bring it to pass. If I've learned one lesson all these years on this roller coaster ride, it's that God has a plan, and I don't need to second guess Him or myself about anything. He has  given me His word written on my heart, and that's all I need to know. 

The days are passing quickly, and soon the year will close and another calendar year will begin. I've been in Virginia for four years, and I have not been able to go back to New Mexico for a visit yet. I had hoped this year, but perhaps it is not yet the time. I don't want to do anything or go any where God does not give me permission to do. If I did that I'd probably be camped out in either Africa or Israel, unless I was just touring the United States hitting the areas where the need is the greatest. I have an insatiable hunger and thirst for the Word of God and sharing my faith in Jesus Christ and how He has been working in my life since I was a very little girl. There is so much pain in our nation, and I see such hopelessness on the faces of so many young people. But I know that true revival is happening, and very soon now the change will become contagious as the reformation spreads across our nation touching the world. The enemy cannot stop it from happening. He thinks his well played plan using key leaders to shut down the government, while blaming the other side, so certain people could be voted in by the citizens being duped to vote for them worked, but truth always prevails. When will the nation open their eyes and see the truth for themselves. When will we read the fine print at the bottom of the page?! These tricks and puppetry must end, because the very people the government is supposed to be protecting are being used as pawns in their games. Thankfully, we have a President who is working to override the damage along with certain State leaders, like Governor Youngkin, who are trying to ease the pain for the citizens needing support. It's a sad day in history, and one I never thought I'd see. We know that regardless of the tricks being played, the power plays will be unsuccessful, and we stand as One Nation Under God.

In Israel I claim the same portion of scripture as for my family, as they have had way more years of vile attacks against their sovereignty over the years, and the hatred is growing. I pray for the peace of Jerusalem and for prosperity and the safe return of all the hostages that remain. No more games, and evil will be overcome by the Commander of the Armies of Heaven who fights for us.  

"So I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten, the crawling locust, the consuming locust, and the chewing locust, My great army which I sent among you. You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, and praise the name of the LORD your God, who has dealt wondrously with you; and My people shall never be put to shame. Then you shall know that I am the LORD your God and there is no other. My people shall never be put to shame." (Joel 2:25-27) 

I stand with Israel and with Prime Minister Netanyahu, his administration, and the IDF soldiers. I pray for every hostage who has been freed, and for every family who has lost loved ones. When they suffer, I suffer. But God will restore their health, the effects of the trauma and bring peace, according to His word. He is calling His people back from exile, and if the enemy thinks he is chasing Israel's people out of the United States or any other country, he is mistaken, because God is calling His chosen people home to their land where they are safe and loved. 

Many have died during this occupation, and many more before it. So many Jewish friends have lost their lives due to hatred over the years, but the book of Revelation is clear: 

 "Then I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, 'Now salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of His Christ have come, for the accuser of our brethren, who accused them before our God day and night, has been cast down. And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony, and they did not love their lives to the death. Therefore rejoice, O heavens, and you who dwell in them! Woe to the inhabitants of the earth and the sea! For the devil has come down to you, having great wrath, because he knows that he has a short time.'" (Revelation 12:10-12) 

Day 311 Miracle of Life

 

11/7/2025

"My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit

has rejoiced in God my Savior."

Luke 1:46-47

  

Already as it gets closer to Christmas all the stores are decorated, holiday music is being played, and kids are preparing for the annual Christmas pageant reenacting the birth of Jesus. It seems as if all the hoopla of trees and decorations begins way too soon, and the celebration of Thanksgiving is pushed to the side, except for the over abundance of turkeys and hot ticket sales for all the fixings. Churches prepare for their Thanksgiving meal for the church family, and boxes of food are prepared for the families in need. It would be so nice if a Thanksgiving meal would include those in the community who are without family or friends, without the means to prepare a meal for themselves, or those who become snared in the web of depression because of extreme loneliness or the loss of a loved one. Holidays can be particular hard for one who are grieving. Perhaps the church will figure it out one day, and the concept of true giving becomes alive all year round and not just on holidays. 

I began reading the book of Luke today, which is the most read account of the Christmas story. It details the story of John the Baptist and the angel's words spoken to Mary about the birth of Jesus. Mary and Elizabeth, John's mother, are cousins, so Mary pays a visit to Elizabeth, who is already six months pregnant with John. When Mary arrived at Elizabeth's house, she called out, and the baby leaped within her womb filling Elizabeth with the Holy Spirit. Mary stays with Elizabeth for three weeks, and I am certain they swapped miracle stories of how they each had angelic witnesses. Imagine experiencing such an encounter and living to tell about it! Mary's song, beginning with the words quoted above, are beautiful and describe how Mary felt, a virgin, betrothed to a wonderful carpenter named Joseph, not certain how it would all turn out, but so happy and humbled by this great honor. She sings:

"My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit has rejoiced in God my Savior. For He has regarded the lowly state of His maidservant; for behold, henceforth all generations will call me blessed. For He who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is His name. And His mercy is on those who fear Him from generation to generation. He has shown strength with His arm; He has scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts. He has put down the mighty from their thrones, and exalted the lowly. He has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich He has sent away empty. He has helped His servant Israel, in remembrance of His mercy, as He spoke to our fathers, to Abraham and to his seed forever." (Luke 1:46-55) 

The angel Gabriel also appeared to Joseph, explained the blessing, and Joseph accepted the mission. He would be the earthly father to the Son of God. Not a small task! Imagine to looks and stares they received over the nine months until delivery. Tongues always wag, and I'm sure Nazareth was no exception, although one would love to hope it was different and full of people who knew the signs. But, it simply was not. The Chosen has two well done dramas on video or streaming of the shepherds hearing about the birth of Jesus and the second one includes Mary's visit from Gabriel and her subsequent visit to see Elizabeth. It's good that this part of the story has been included, as it is most important and very relevant. The Chosen tries hard not to leave out the important parts. 

I enjoy studying the genealogy of Jesus Christ as noted in the first chapter of the book of Matthew. The list in Luke goes back to Adam and Eve, but I much prefer the account found in John, as I am familiar with the names. It begins with Abraham through whom the covenant with God was made, and the covenant continues with Isaac, his son and, then Jacob, Isaac's son. Abraham was told by God that he would be the father of many nations through whom all nations would be blessed. Isaac had twin sons born from Rebekah, from Abraham's family chosen to be his bride. Esau was the first born of the twins, but he was not the one chosen by God. Jacob deceived Esau into giving him the birthright, so he had to flee for his life back to Rebekah's family for safety. During his time there Jacob worked for Laban, Rebekah's brother, and he fell in love with Rachel the younger daughter of Laban. Laban was a very deceiving sort of fellow, so Jacob promised to work seven years to marry Rachel. After the seven years, however, Laban tricked Jacob by  marrying him to Leah, the older daughter. So in order to marry Rachel, Jacob promised to work an additional seven years, and after the first week of marriage to Leah was complete, Rachel would also be his bride. Sounds like a tangled web, right? It gets stickier! Because Jacob loved Rachel more than Leah, God blessed Leah with children and closed Rachel's womb. Leah gave birth to four sons, Reuben, Simeon, Levi, and Judah from whom the line of Christ was given to Judah. The first three sons were not chosen for reasons I won't include, but it adds much to the twist and turn of the plot of Jacob's story. Since Rachel could not have children, she offered her maid, Bihah, to Jacob, and she gave him two sons, Dan and Naphtali. Leah became upset, because she was not conceiving children any longer, so she offered her maid, Zilpah, to Jacob, and she had Gad and Asher. Then one day Rachel swapped time with Jacob to Leah for mandrakes. Leah gave birth to Issachar and Zebulun, and one daughter, Dinah. God took pity on Rachel, and she gave birth to Joseph. Later, she gave birth to Benjamin, but she died from a curse for stealing Laban's household idols when Jacob escaped from Haran. So Jacob was blessed with twelve sons who would become the patriarchs. The story of Jacob's time with Laban in Haran can be visited in Genesis, Chapters 29 - 31. 

Obviously, there is much more to the story of Jesus' lineage, as it spans three periods, each including 14 generations. Obviously that is a long list, and it is very interesting to see and learn about the ancestors in Jesus' family line. I'll pick it up another day, but take the time to read the stories, putting the pieces together. The interesting thing about Bible history is that God had this plan all worked out before creation. He knew exactly how it would play out in the lives of each of us. Looking at the humble birth of Christ, his death, and his resurrection, everything is intricately designed. It is indeed a mystery that we will have eternity to understand how it all worked out. But we still have a way to go, because we are definitely into some of the most debated times in history at this present time. Prophetically the plot is set, the characters are in place, and events are heating up to the time of Christ's return. Our stories will depend on how we choose to live our lives, whether based on God's design or the enemy in this story. But, I am so grateful that He thought of me. How about you? 

Day 310 And Now?

 

11/6/2025

"Childhood ends the moment you step over

a mud puddle than jump in it."

 

I guess that statement qualifies me as a child locked up inside of an aging adult's body. The only thing is that this aging adult doesn't feel all that old most days, in spite of the pain. I've learned to move past those hindrances and handle what comes my way without too much fuss. I've decided that it's better to stay lost in a world that's safe, or at least I feel my life is safe, than to put up with the "adult" behavior of this world. Here, in my safe place, I don't have anyone trying to push off an agenda on me or force me to do things that don't seem right to be doing. I can live, laugh, play, dance, frolic in the sun, or do whatever I like on my time - or not! I'm free!! Like most older folks I get plenty of scam calls, emails and the like trying to "give" me something "free" because of my age, but it seems like a rip so it probably is one. Nothing is free without some kind of a hitch. That's why I'm glad that I had a daddy who taught me the better part of valor. Honesty and hard work.

I spoke briefly with my 92 year old friend today, and he wanted me to read his latest marching orders he has for something coming up soon. We are warriors under the Commander of the Armies of Heaven, so we get our marching orders directly from Jesus. We've been friends for about 40 years, and the strong connection comes from being in the service of the King. I don't think my aged friend jumps into many mud puddles or even balances on curbs, but his daily attire consists of pajamas, a bathrobe, bedroom slippers, and an old hat. He is not intimidated by anyone. He's earned his leisure and is free to be! 

So...what can I tell you to make your life better? That is the general idea, right?! In a world where things are not as they should be - note my careful wording - we walk quietly, circumspectly...with the high praises of God on our lips! I really am making every attempt to be joyful in spite of all the negative behavior I am seeing and sensing in our nation today. But, my strength comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth. Let all the nations praise Him. We don't look at what is happening and fear, yet fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. So, we trust in the Lord, and our hearts are quieted. Even in the storms. 

Why do people always feel the need to slam dunk each other? What ever happened to friendly debates or graceful rhetoric? Or am I just too old, remembering times when that type of exchange between opponents was possible? Just because views are different, conversation should always be courteous with cordial debates not slanderous and combative in nature. Personally, I have been witnessing shameful episodes, along with the rest of the world. Is this what we want to teach our children who will one day be in positions of leadership in various occupations in our nation and community? It certainly isn't the way I was raised to be, and I am very grateful for the discipline I did receive when I was young and disobeyed the rules. Breaking the rules should bear consequences, otherwise the lesson is lost. All people should be taught to value life and walk in integrity.

When I turned 68 in 2018, my friend gave me a little book for my birthday written by Suzy Toronto entitled "Age is Nothing but a State of Mind." Perhaps she thought I needed confidence in knowing that I wasn't yet at the point of no return in life. It's a sassy little book celebrating what the author called "the Wild Wacky Wonderful life." She shared her secrets of enjoying life at any age, doing what she liked to do, the zanier the better. Not a bad way to live, because she had good clean fun, in a healthy atmosphere, with the people she loved. I'm sure she had a well-adjusted, normal life, but she embraced it with her idea of fun. One of the introductory chapters is entitled "Growing Older is Mandatory but Growing Up is Optional,"  followed by "Pretending to Be a Normal Person Day after Day is Exhausting." Get the general idea? As one who still enjoys climbing trees, swinging from vines, and dancing in the rain, I can appreciate her thirst for life in an entertaining way. Why should the youngsters have all the fun?! Or, do they? Being a child in this world isn't like it was in my day. Back then we were able to create our own fun, have our own adventures, use our imaginations, and on rainy days when we had to be inside, we would play games, bake cookies, help papa in the workshop, or read endlessly. Today children have a 24/7 babysitter with their electronic devices while their parents work. Not all families have both parents working, but many do. I salute the single parents who go over and beyond for their children. Like Ben Carson's mother who worked two jobs, so he could go to medical school. And what a fine surgeon he became, and more importantly, a spokesman for God. This is a different world, and as I said previously, even schools are much different. A child isn't allowed to be a child, growing up innocently. 

So what's next in this life? Here in Virginia? In New Mexico? In the entire United States where Congress can't seem to work together to take care of the constituents who voted for them. It makes one wonder what happened to the promises made for the vote. Perhaps now, someone may truly sit up and take notice and educate themselves rather than listening to empty promises. In Virginia things will be different next year. Babies will be at higher risk again. The good things done hopefully will not be undone, although it seems as if this is the way  it goes. So many government leaders are straying towards the darker side of the way they view the good of the people. Really these once respected leaders have entered the wide way, not the narrow way that leads to eternal life. Our State needs Jesus. Our nation needs Jesus. What will it take for the world to wake up and realize what is happening, especially for the sake of our children. We cry out to the Lord. Even so, come, Lord Jesus, come!

Day 309 The Day After

 

11/5/12025

"I feel it is far better to begin with God, to see His face first, 

to get my soul near Him before it is near another. 

In general it is best to have at least one hour alone with God

before engaging in anything else."

E.M. Bounds

"His compassions fail not. They are new every

morning: great is Thy faithfulness."

Lamentations 3:22-23

 

Arising much too early again, I decided to stay put awhile later tucked into my nice warm blankets, at least until I had to get up and face the day. I was greeted with a hazy, windy day, perhaps a foreshadowing of the one I was destined to experience. Spending time alone gave me the courage and insight to update an earlier blog that I had already posted, yet it was not quite ... there yet! Early morning coffee with Jesus does so much for my ability to write a few good lines, or at least to me they seem good. He also gives me confidence, because, after all, this blog is of His doing. Or at least I hope it is what He had in mind. Somehow I am never quite certain, but my intentions are good.

I brought along a trusted, well-loved friend with me, as you will note above the column. I wanted to share him with the little girl of yesterday, but somehow I think she may have found a friend. At least in my imagination she did. I think she may have on dancing shoes today - fake it til ya make it day! She probably hasn't seen the news yet. Way too early as a wee one needs their rest. Heaven knows what lurks outside the school house today or inside. Will she be forced to participate in a reading program of questionable and inappropriate content? If so, does she feel as it's safe to express her feelings to her teacher, who is supposed to protect her, right?! 

I have no words to express the way I felt when seeing the final results of yesterday's election. My heart is grieved, because the choices people make, without even caring to check the facts, will bring hurt in the long run. People make promises they never intend on keeping, because the loopholes are already in place. And I'm a optimistic person who looks for the best in all situations, but I admit the east coast is sinking. I remember when it was predicted that California would one day break off and fall into the ocean from the fault lines and eventual earthquake that make it happen. But California is still above water, although it has sunk way deeper than any ocean depth into social depravity, immorality, perversion, and lawlessness. The one good thing is that Hope California is there, and there are churches who love Jesus and stand for righteousness and godly living. The pastors I know and support are not leaving either, not fleeing to another state to find safety to wait out the storm. Nope, there is hope, and His Name is Jesus.

Tonight we have chosen to worship and to share communion, remember the One who died to set us free. There are many the nation has forgotten who sadly have been written out of American history, but the greatest loss is removing the greatest story ever told and sharing the best that's to be. Our hero is coming back to rescue us, because when He said "It is finished," He meant it. 

So we live to fight another day. I'll put on my dancing shoes, grab my tattered friend, and we'll dance! Like David danced when the ark was returned to Jerusalem. Strike up the band, the timbrel and the horn! Jesus, our King of Kings is coming soon!  

Day 308 The Valley of Decision

 

11/4/2025

"The LORD brings the counsel of the nations to nothing;

He makes the plans of the peoples of no effect.

The counsel of the LORD stands forever,

the plans of His heart to all generations.

Blessed is the nation whose God is the LORD,

the people He has chosen as His own inheritance."

Psalm 33:10-12

I awakened early again this morning in expectation of the day, wondering how things would turn out, knowing God holds the whole world in His hands. His most capable hands. Reading through the psalms reminded me of the goodness of God and of His faithfulness to those who love Him. Not that I need to be reminded of that fact, but the psalms roll over the tongue like life-giving water, bringing refreshment to a thirsty soul. Psalm 34 says "I will bless the LORD at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth." On a morning when all the earth stands still, holding its breath, praise seems the right thing to do. It stills the heart, brings comfort to the soul, rejoicing and shouts of joy! Worship is the best when alone in the quiet of early morning when the only ones astir are me and my Beloved. What joy shall fill my heart!

I spent some time on the Prayer Watch with Kehilat HaCarmel in Israel, worshiping and listening for the voice of the Lord as we prayed for the needs of Israel. Tuesdays are special times tuning in to listen with others who live stream the watch. Although I am not there in person, I can feel the love and fellowship of this small group of intercessors and visitors who are in Israel stopping by to pray. Times are still uncertain there as life is always uncertain in this small country. But we stand our ground, positioned on the wall of prayer, and as believers in Jesus, we know how the end of the story turns out. 

Here in America on this day when people are headed to the polls to vote, I wait in prayer, going about my day, waiting. Today will be a day of decision, but I wonder how many realize the significance of this moment in history, prophetically speaking?! I've spoken how I feel, how I know God feels about His chosen people, and the results will affect the Israeli-American citizens directly. New Youk City has a large population of Jewish Americans, and with antisemitism rising greatly in that area, the results can prove very discouraging and detrimental for many. Here in Virginia things are not hopeful, but sadly God allows people to get what they want or think they want. It seems no one learns from history. I don't want to speculate. Too soon. But the blind ignorance of trusting people grieves my soul. Like sheep to the slaughter, no presence of mind except to follow the leader.

God speaks of the Valley of Jehoshaphat in the end times where God will gather the nations and bring them down into the valley to enter His judgment with them. They will be judged according to the way they treated His people, His heritage Israel, whom they scattered and divided up the land, His land that He chose to give to Israel. It's a sobering call in the end times. It's a call to all nations who have tried to exercise judgment or control over the people of Israel.

"Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision! For the day of the LORD is near in the valley of decision. The sun and moon will grow dark, and the stars will diminish their brightness. The LORD also will roar from Zion, and utter His voice from Jerusalem; the heavens and earth will shake; but the LORD will be a shelter for His people, and the strength of the children of Israel." (Joel 3:14-16)

I'd say the Lord put it very clearly, as Paul did in Romans, Chapters 9-11, but no one sees, no one listens or wants to hear the truth. But soon...!

Notice the image above, a child with her balloon held loosely in her hand, her mind obviously burdened for one so young, leaning against the wall to support her weary body. The shoes on her feet are way too big, suggesting someone expects more of her than she is able to give. The streets are long and empty, lifeless suggesting the loneliness she obviously feels. I'm certain she has a multitude of thoughts passing through her too young mind, carried on her small shoulders, supported by small feet in much too big shoes. All that's missing is her suitcase and perhaps a teddy bear, a ragged one from so much love, clinging to it in the cold, abandoned nights, afraid to sleep. But here I am speculating again. But my heart goes out to the children of today. They have to bear way too many burdens, experience things beyond their years to know, afraid, confused, not knowing what's so or not so. Truth is a sparsity these days. But we'll see what tomorrow brings. I hope she can rest more easily if given proper rest and shoes that fit.  

 

Day 307 The Day After Tomorrow

 

11/3/2025 

"Every time we pray our horizon is altered, our attitude to

things is altered, not sometimes but every time, and

the amazing thing is that we don't pray more."

Oswald Chambers

 

"Prayer fails when the desire and effort

for personal holiness fail."

E. M. Bounds

"So close to the timber yet so far from the blood. We are

so close to the world's most uncommon event, but

we act like common crapshooters huddled in bickering

groups and fighting over silly opinions. How many  pulpit hours

have been wasted on preaching the trivial?... So close to the 

cross but so far from the Christ."

Max Lucado

"No Wonder They Call Him the Savior"

 

I wasn't really aware of depth of my growing irritation and dissatisfaction with the modern church until yesterday. Why are we so self-absorbed, interested only in what is going on in our world, our weekend experience, without caring to glance at what is happening elsewhere, perhaps even across the road, in full view? I'm serious, I really want to know why the hearts of so many have become cold to the world situation unless, of course, a bomb drops in their lap one Sunday while they're sitting comfortably in their pew. I jokingly said to someone once who was apologizing to me about her messy home that I probably wouldn't pay attention even if someone was on the floor, I'd step over them and continue. I said that not in the crude way in which is comes across. What I meant was that I don't look around a person's home to see what they own or if a room is messy or how extravagantly a person lives. I tend to focus my attention on the person I'm with, rather than the surroundings, whether I'm in a home that is opulently furnished or one who has less. I much prefer the warmth of a person's character. But I do pay attention to surroundings when it concerns the health, safety, and general welfare of others. As a case manager in charge of assessing the needs of individuals with whom I served, it was my duty to observe the home in this manner as well as attend to their medical and mental welfare. I became involved with the family and with those who were responsible for the day to day care, including home health care, physicians and other health professionals. My skeptic son once noted as a weakness in my character the fact that I cared, really cared (his words were crude) about people. Then, he had to admit that this was a strength also, because he understood that I try to look for the best in all people. I prefer mercy over judgment, and God has blessed me with great compassion and, yes, love, for all people...ALL people. Sometimes that is difficult to do, so these days I have decided to pray the blessing of Aaron found in Numbers 6:24-26 over those not walking in obedience to Christ or those who have never given their hearts and lives to Jesus. As Proverbs 18:21 says: "Death and life are in the power of the tongue, and those who love it will eat its fruit." So, the blessing:

"The LORD bless you and keep you;

The LORD make His face shine upon you,

And be gracious to you:

The LORD lift up His countenance upon you, 

And give you peace."

So why am I so upset?! It seemed incredulous to me that no one mentioned the international day of prayer for the persecuted church, at least at the churches I follow. I need to lay it down and forgive, for they know not what they do, as Jesus pointed out as He hung on the cross dying for all our sins. Mine included.

On the flip side, people are being reminded to go to the polls to vote tomorrow, but they are not being told what's at stake. Pastors, as shepherds of the flock to which God has entrusted you, your sheep must be guided into all truth, that which the Lord Himself has written in His Book, the Holy Bible. It's not telling someone how to vote, but it is instructing them in  the direction and clear counsel on godliness and right standing with the Lord. What is at stake should be no surprise to anyone, as we can look around us and see very clearly that satan wants our children. When the disciples told the parents to take the children away, Jesus told them to let them come, and He blessed them. He also warned those who would harm them in any way or cause them to lose their faith, their innocence, it would not go well with them. Look around today, listen to the people who want to kill babies up to birth, and if they're born, leave them on the table to die. We had a governor here in Virginia who felt that way prior to Governor Youngkin. Look at our schools. Is there any morality left? Are our children learning to be better citizens, moral and upstanding, kind and compassionate? Are they learning how to read, write, and do arithmetic? Are they taught etiquette, how to cook and care for a home, or how to fix things? Life learning? Do they know what a book actually looks like, or are they glue to a device? Do they know resources are available to them for greater learning? Are they taught about government? Even in kindergarten children are being told that they are not the gender they were born, or they have access to explicit information they are too young to consider much less see in action. Where does the fault in this lie? I'll let the readers figure it out. 

I seldom hear an altar call, and I seldom see conviction so heavy that regardless of the presence or absence of an altar rail, people are not rushing forward, falling on their faces before God, seeking His face. I remember my days in Colonial Heights Assembly of God with Larry Briggs as pastor preaching the uncompromising Word of God. Many, many times I would rush to the front of the church, along with others, kneeling or bowing, or lying prostrate on the floor, seeking His face, forgiveness, pouring from our hearts for others. What has happened? Personally, if I need prayer, walking up front in a line, waiting my turn to be prayed for doesn't cut it. Call me old-fashioned, but:

 "I run to the Father
I fall into grace
I'm done with the hiding
No reason to wait
My heart needs a surgeon
My soul needs a friend
So I'll run to the Father
Again and again
And again and again"

This is the chorus from a contemporary song, Run to the Father, by Cody Carnes and Matt Maher, and it adequately expresses my feelings. These are troubling times, and Jesus is the only answer. The return of Jesus is imminent, but Christians cannot sit it out, we must occupy until He comes. We have a higher mandate than a sedentary lifestyle. True intercession is costly, as it requires everything from a person, even if the majority of the time is being silent, listening to what the Father has to say to us or what Holy Spirit is relaying.

In Luke 18 Jesus is continuing his discussion regarding the Kingdom of Heaven, and He shares The Parable of the Persistent Widow, "that men always ought to pray and not lose heart." The story is about a widow who returns to her home and finds another in occupancy, so she goes to an unjust judge to seek help. Finding none, as he is unjust and unconcerned about her problems, she persists in her demands, until out of weariness, he sees to her needs. He has no fear of God over the matter, only what will bring ease to himself from her persistent nagging. In explanation of the parable Jesus says:

"Hear what the unjust judge said. And shall God not avenge His own elect who cry out day and night to Him, though He bears long with them? I tell you that He will avenge them speedily. Nevertheless, when the Son of Man comes, will He really find faith on the earth?" (Luke 18:6-8)

Will Jesus really find faith when He returns? 

Day 306 The Persecuted Church

 

11/2/2025 

 "How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news.”

Isaiah 52:7

Today is the International Day of Prayer for the persecuted church, and we remember those who are suffering and who have given their lives for choosing to follow Jesus as Savior and Lord. Many have lost their lives and continue to be imprisoned just for speaking the Name of Jesus and for sharing the Good News. In some countries persecution is far worse than others, but the persecution, imprisonment, torture, and savage murders, and burning down of homes has increased, especially in Nigeria. Until recently when our President Donald J. Trump put Nigeria back on the list of those suffering harshly by their governments, the country had been removed by the former administration, causing things to become much worse. From a report I received today from the American Center for Law & Justice, "Over 7,000 Nigerian Christians have been killed in 2025 alone. Islamic radicals have decimated the nation. Encircling villages in the dead of night - massacring, raping, pillaging, and torching Christian communities. The Nigerian president has given cover to the ISIS-affiliated terrorists - brushing aside the targeting of Christians. At a mass burial site in Nigeria, Pastor Ezekiel Dachomo cried out: 'Nigerian Government (says): "There is no genocide of Christians in Nigeria." And look at it today. Is there any Muslim here?'" 

I have long followed the ministries of many who provide assistance and support to those areas that are heavily affected. Back in my younger years I became acquainted with Brother Andrew, a Dutch missionary, and the founder of Open Doors through his biography, God's Smuggler, that details how he smuggled Bibles behind the Iron Curtain in 1955. After the publication of his biography he became more concerned with the reaching other nations. This is an excerpt from a short biography from Open Doors:

"In 1975, Brother Andrew had a strong desire to bring together people determined to reach into communist China. With the help of Open Doors Asia he organised Love China in Manila, in the Philippines. This brought together more than 400 mission leaders, most of whom had served in China before Mao’s government kicked them out.

“Every time Andrew heard that word ‘impossible’ he perked up,” says Johan Companjen, the Founding President of Open Doors. “He had a vision to bring together people who were seriously interested in China. Andrew challenged the group that this was now God’s time for China, and our organisation paid most of the costs.”

"Within a year, Mao Zedong had died and most of the conference participants were able to start working once again in the People’s Republic of China."

"In 1981 Open Doors completed its most ambitious smuggling operation, delivering one million Bibles in a single night. Two thousand Christians were eagerly waiting for them on a secluded beach in China."

Brother Andrew continued his work until his passing in 2022 at the age of 94. 

Since early childhood I have been drawn to missionary work, and it had been my desire to travel to Africa once I retired, but God had a different plan. He showed me the world condition through other ministries - Voice of the Martyrs, International Christian Concern, and American Center for Law and Justice. I have been following Voice of the Martyrs for many years also, and more recently to others who rescue, assist, and support those persecuted to start a new life, live in safety, and grieve the loss of their loved ones while ministering the love of Jesus, for whom they gave their lives. Although Nigeria has been the hardest hit, North Korea has been listed as the number one country on the World Watch List provided by Open Doors, while Nigeria has been listed as #7. Many arrested for their faith in Jesus serve in severe, abhorrent conditions. Eritrea is listed as #6, and there have been several pastors who have been imprisoned for twenty years. A few years ago I received word that 350+ Christians had been released after serving ten years in Eritrea's prisons. On October 29, 2025 I received a communication from International Christian Concern informing of the kidnapping of American missionary pilot, Kevin Rideout, 48, from his home in Niamey, Niger, in the middle of the night by Islamic jihadists. The US Embassy in Niamey is working with local government, but so far I have not received an update. 

The photo I have included in the introduction is of Richard and Sabina Wurmbrand, missionaries to Romania during Communist occupation. Richard was arrested and served fourteen years in the cruelest of prisons, suffering untold torture, and a witness of murders and extreme abuse leading to deaths of others. It has been said that his survival after the unspeakable atrocities he endured was miraculous. His biography, "Tortured for Christ," is the story of his and his wife, Sabina's amazing journey in Christ's service. His documentation of Communist interrogation and subsequent life in prison is very vivid, but because of the delicacy of some forms of punishment, he did not elaborate. Knowing quite a bit of the barbarism inflicted upon prisoners in other countries, like Vietnam and Japan in earlier years, as well as reports I have posted on my bulletin board of Christians now serving in various countries, obviously I could include many more stories of men, women, and children who have overcome by the Blood of the Lamb, the word of their testimonies, and who loved not their lives to the death.

Suffice it to say that the stories are widespread and numerous, and the cries for prayer, support, and for others to serve are overwhelming. Mostly, what these ministries and the people they serve would most appreciate is knowing that someone cares and prays, someone listens, and someone shares. This is the ministry of the church, but sadly, the church is silent unless it directly affects one the missionaries serving in safer countries that they support. I do not mean to be harsh, but sometimes the truth is hard to accept. I write, because I must, and when, if God opens the door and says "Go," then I will go, even if my age seems impossible in making a difference. I have lived my life loving the people no one sees, and I would gladly give my life to walk beside them. In the meantime, I will obey God, and I will write the stories, hoping someone will hear the cries of the persecuted and answer the call.

 

Day 305 Lech Lecha

 

11/1/2025

 "Now the Lord had said to Abram:

'Get out of your country, from your family and

from your father's house, to a land

that I will show you.'"

Genesis 12:1

 

I woke up very early this morning with a massive spinal headache. I usually try to force myself to remain up, take a couple of acetaminophen, if I must, and stick an ice pack at the base of my skull. This morning, however, the pain was so intense that I was forced to lie back down and remain very still. Being a particularly chilly morning, the ice pack was not comforting, but eventually I was able to relax and fall back asleep until the alarm sounded. I was pretty hard on myself for giving in to my flesh earlier and lying back down, but I doubt that I would have been able to focus clearly had I remained up, but not at'um!

Today being Sabbath I was anxious for the service with Jacob's Tent, as I've missed the first two messages with Pastor Bill for the new year that recently started. Today begins our study of Abraham, with whom God made a covenant that believers enjoy today, although I seriously doubt that many fully understand the significance of God's covenants and how Gentiles truly fit into the picture. Each day I am baffled at the ignorance in the modern day church, how much Biblical history has not been taught about our Judaeo-Christian belief system. Such a shame that even today, theological seminaries and colleges teach heresy when it comes to God's land and God giving the land to His chosen people of Israel. Each Monday since May the International Christian Embassy Jerusalem (ICEJ) offers a webinar discussing the fallacy found in the church, as we discuss the Council of Nicaea from 1700 years ago, and the beginning of errant teaching of Replacement Theology and the birth and rise of antisemitism. These informational videos are available for anyone to watch on ICEJ's YouTube page.

Our Torah portion for today came from Genesis 12:1-17:27, and it is called "Lech Lecha" which translates to "Go for yourself." The Haftara or prophetic reading comes from Isaiah 40:27-41:16, and the Gospel portion John 8:51-58. Our Pastor Bill is an amazing and gifted story teller as he weaves the scripture portions together to form a comprehensive overview of scripture and how it relates to us today. So many people get the wrong idea that we're fixated on the five books of Moses, but we are being taught the whole counsel of God's beautiful Word for us today. And it answers every question asked if someone has the discernment and understanding to seek God with the whole heart and lean not to their own understanding. This is the mystery of God that Jesus spoke about using the Old Testament to reveal the veracity of the New Testament. God doesn't leave anything to chance.

In the very beginning God instructed Abraham to leave his father, his family, his homeland and go on a journey not knowing where the path may lead:

"Now the Lord said to Abram: 'Get out of your country, from your family and from your father's house, to a land that I will show you. I will make you a great nation; I will bless you and make your name great; and you shall be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and I will curse him who curses you; and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.'" (Genesis 12:1-3)

Because of Abraham's faith and obedience to God, he is listed in Hebrews "hall of fame" scriptures:

"By faith Abraham obeyed when he was called to go out to the place which he would receive as an inheritance. And he went out, not knowing where he was going. By faith he dwelt in the land of promise as in a foreign country, dwelling in tents with Isaac and Jacob, the heirs with him of the same promise; for he waited for the city which has foundations, whose builder and maker is God."                  (Hebrews 11:8-10)  

Hebrews 11:1 introduces the faith God honors: "Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."

Abraham was instructed by God to leave the familiar things associated with his life in a pagan country, to abandon connections, his heritage, or any associations that might impede his spiritual journey and growth. As we begin our walk of faith in Christ we are told that we follow the example of Christ by dying to ourselves, surrendering our new lives to Him and to His service, no longer a slave to our old flesh and sins. When we follow Christ in baptism we are following him in his death, burial, and resurrection to new life in Him, following His teachings, becoming salt and light to a world that desperately needs a Savior. In short, baptism is described as death to self, burial of our old sin nature, and resurrection to new life in Christ. By following God's instructions Abraham, then known as Abram, became the father of the Hebrew nation. It's interesting to note that Abram camped between Bethel and Ai (pronounced "eye") - Bethel means "the house of God." Ai means "ruins." By camping in between these two locations, it draws a careful thought about how we have the continual battle spiritually between God's best and our human desires that always war within us in our walk with the Lord. No one is perfect, except God, until we meet Him, we will have trials, but through Christ we overcome.

Looking at the teaching and applying it to my life, I can see more clearly that God has indeed had His hand on my life since very early childhood. We never will understand why such horrible things are allowed to happen to people, but we do acknowledge the bigger picture of the Lord. In looking at my own walk of obedience with the Lord, I have had to re-read accounts written in my journals that bring up many memories, mostly painful ones, but necessary as Holy Spirit is revealing to me things I did not understand back then, or had forgotten, and opening my eyes to see the meaning. Like Abraham I was asked to make a 2,000 mile journey in obedience to my husband who was running from something he did not want to deal with back then, and to date, he most likely has not put the matter to rest, hence his overwhelming thoughts of old age and the disability it might bring. It's sad to live confined to what could be rather than embracing all that God has for us each day. The move we made back then in 1987 was done clearly out of God's timing, and when we place our tents in Ai, following our fleshly desires, ignoring God's clear messages of caution, consequences will follow. These consequences did not only effect his life, but it also impacted mine and our children's lives. Today the pieces are slowly being meshed back together, but the process is slow because of the unwillingness to forgive.

As regards my life, however, I am beginning to see that although I failed at that time by walking in fear, rather than trusting wholly in God, I made a terrible mistake by trusting the wrong person. Women are prone to stupidity in most cases, but God had trained me better, and He had warned me early on before any of these things happened that ripped our family apart. I didn't understand then, because the word was hard, as were Jesus' warnings to the disciples, not believing we could slip, or misconceiving that we could be so noticed by the enemy that he would single us out. But Jesus said that the world hated Him, so it would hate us more. This is because when He ascended to God, back to His throne, He sent Holy Spirit to dwell inside of us to remind us of His training and the words He spoke, and so that He could intercede with Jesus and God the Father on our behalf. God never leaves us, never forsakes us. The problem is our wanting to "help" God, just as Abraham tried to do through Sarah's suggestion regarding Hagar, Sarah's maid. Look at the can of worms that opened that still plagues Israel today.

A closing thought about Abraham's obedience in following God's voice: Abraham believed what God said, and He left the comfort of all he once knew and struck out across the desert not knowing where it would lead. Thomas, the Apostle of Jesus Christ, however, would not believe Jesus had risen from the dead until he could actually see and touch His wounds. Isn't it much simpler just to trust Him, as He asks us to do? 

 

Day 304 Reformation Day

 

10/31/2025

 

Today is known as Reformation Day which is a Protestant Christian observance that commemorates Martin Luther's act of posting his 95 Theses to the door of All Saints' Church in Wittenberg, Germany in 1517. The theses was a list of objections to practices found in the Catholic Church which sparked the beginning of the Protestant Reformation. The tenets of this movement included: salvation by faith, the authority of scripture, and direct access to God. It is always celebrated on October 31st, because that is the day Luther performed his act of defiance towards what he considered a church that had strayed. I'm not sure that I have ever seen this day celebrated as such, but I was aware of the movement from history. So I learned something new today. That is always a positive thing.

Martin Luther was concerned with making things better, changing abusive practices of the Catholic Church in his time to conform to Biblical moral standards and values. It could be compared to the reign of King Josiah of Judah who was responsible for restoring true worship to God's house upon locating the book of the law. He was remembered for making many reforms in the land during his reign. Sadly, Luther did not remain as kind to the Jewish people, and this lead to antisemitism in his time. He is not alone in his opinions and feelings about the Jewish people, as the errant Replacement Theology is widely practiced in the church today. This is the belief that the church has replaced the covenant God made with His chosen people and established a new covenant since the religious leaders of Israel denied that Jesus was the Messiah. They feel that the Old Testament is no longer relative, so only the New Testament which speaks of Jesus is valid. I have spoken about this misconception previously, but if there remains doubt, a quick reading of Romans, chapters 9 - 11 should settle any disputes.

Otherwise, the day has been rather full, as it was a day of catching up on my reading, and it gave me a little extra time for personal reflection. It was also the birthday of a dear friend from New Mexico who passed away shortly after I moved to Virginia. I will always miss her, as she encouraged me to continue to write, and she made me laugh when times got tough. She always had a way of brightening my day, even when she struggled with her many health challenges. I know she's happy being home with Jesus, but I selfishly wish she'd stayed here awhile longer. My scripture verse for today seemed to fit the occasion well: "Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good! Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him!" (Psalm 34:8) I can honestly say that Irma made the most of every moment, and she tasted of the goodness of our Lord, sharing His light with others. If someone needed a place to stay, she would open her home and invite them in. Every time someone visited, she made sure that they had something to eat. It always amazed me that there was always food prepared just in case! She knew I loved enchiladas, so magically they were always ready when I stopped by. She always made me feel part of her family and loved. Perhaps this was her way of bringing reformation to the lives of others.

Many thoughts passed through my head today, as I rummaged through some old cards and letters looking for one particular item. I've been trying to clean up some things, as my usual neat freak habits have waned since being here, so I cannot seem to locate anything I am looking for. When I neatly packed for the move, I think I didn't organize things very well, and although I've had four years to correct that mistake, things are still in a state of confusion. If there's a free spot on the table or any flat surface, it becomes a spot to stack another pile of important papers until I can file or sort or discard them. I was successful in cleaning off the kitchen table, filing most of the papers, while stacking a few on the dining room table, just until I can move them to the bedroom desk. I think I need to go back to work so I'll become organized again! 

My mismanaged papers are a far cry difference from the disorganization in our nation and world today. It is not surprising to me in light of the prophetic Word of God, but what I cannot understand is the lack of reaction and action from the church. How long will it take before those who call themselves servants of the most high God to get off their pews or get out from behind the podium and actually pray, on their faces before God, for a real revival that will truly reform this world?! Back in Luther's day change was made because someone was bold enough to shake the foundations of what was then known as the established church. We talk about our nation being founded on the principles of moral law, but I don't see any morality or sense of godliness left in this world. Certainly things have riled up since the murder of Charlie Kirk, but there is much more to be done, not just in Charlie's memory, but for the cause of Jesus Christ, and the God we are supposed to be serving. 

Right now our United States government is in a shut down, because seemingly mature and some godly men are actually behaving like despots. Rather than work together in unity displaying a strong and "united" government, they are showing the world the opposite. In case you have not noticed, the world is in chaos and being held captive by a handful of power-hungry people whom someone put in office, and I am not referring to our President, whom God Himself put in office to aid in the reform a corrupt nation. The world is being held captive in a web of deception, and it is time to wake up. New York City is about to vote in a man who clearly has stated a socialist view for government as his goal. He also is antisemitic, and the city has the highest population of Jewish American citizens in the country, to my understanding. It is interesting to note that this man, who has openly stated his antisemitic views, is being supported by a Jewish Senator. Nonetheless, just listening to what he considers the be an acceptable way of overseeing the affairs of the city is appalling. Would having someone with true godly morals, who happens to be in another party, be worse than this type of rule and law? It seems as if no one is able to think for themselves any more. It's follow the leader, regardless of whether the leader has any common sense or allegiance to the flag of the United States. Certainly this is my humble opinion, as everyone is allowed to have, or at least some are without being hauled off to jail, but something needs to be done. This nation is seriously overdue for a revival where God comes down and rocks the world back into shape. When the people, beginning with the church, realize the deep web of sin they have fallen into by doing nothing and caring only about themselves, only then can true reformation and sanity be restored to a nation and world that has clearly lost its way. If my words are not enough to stir the heart, check out the words of God written in the Bible, that is if you still have one and aren't relying on the Almighty AI on an electronic device.

"If my people, who are called by My Name, will humble themselves and pray and seek My face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land." (2 Chronicles 7:14)