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.  

Day 265 Autumn Leaves

  

9/22/2025

"Spirit of the living God, fall fresh on me."

 

I awakened early, before the first ray of dawn pierced the sky, to the faint sound of a horn in the distance, much like a fog horn in the harbor. It instantly caught my attention, and I cried out, "Jesus, is that You coming for me today?" When I heard it again, ever so faintly, I cried out again for Him not to leave me here. This is how my day began, and sitting in the quietness, listening to His still small voice I heard the words of a beloved old hymn:

"Spirit of the Living God, fall afresh on me. Spirit of the 

Living God, fall afresh on me. Break me, melt me, mold me, 

use me. Spirit of the Living God, fall afresh on me." 

Thoughts continued from yesterday's experience being in the memorial for Charlie Kirk. Thinking of his short life, comparing my long one. He accomplished so much, and I wondered, "Lord, have I brought any glory to Your Name in all my years?" This isn't the first comparison game I've played with my life, but it is always shortly ended by recounting the blessings of my life, plus the fact that I am still alive, relatively well, and I still have miles to go...hopefully, before I sleep. But I must be honest with my readers in saying "Lord, haste the day when Your face I see." I do become restless to see Jesus, and walk the roads with Him, talking about everything. 

Autumn is my favorite season, and here it is again, leaves turning, falling to the ground. Memories of childhood, raking the leaves in huge piles at the base of the hill, then rolling down into them, laughing as we roll, making our splash, leaves blown across the yard, our chore turned to joy. My grandparents never became angry with us as we played, because we always make good and regathered the leaves into the burn can. My grandfather always made work play. I think he enjoyed our antics as much as we did. He always had a childlike wonder, perhaps where I acquired mine. I miss him, even though I'm past the age he passed away, I remember and grieve his loss so early in my life.

Thinking about the words "use me" in the lyrics above, I remembered Erika saying that Charlie said those words from Isaiah 6:8, "Also, I heard the voice of the Lord, saying: 'Whom shall I send, and who will go for Us?' Then I said, 'Here am I! Send me." She exhorted and warned the audience to be very careful in speaking these words, because God would take you up on them. She is so right, as I have said these words, along with others like them. Obedience comes at a high price. In Jeremiah 1:5 the word of the Lord came to Jeremiah, saying: "Before I formed you in the womb I knew you; before you were born I sanctified you; I ordained you a prophet to the nations." I have always felt called by God at an early age, but I don't believe as a prophet, but as a witness. Then again, as a young adult, He gave me the call on my life from this verse found in Ezekiel 22:30, "So I sought for a man among them who would make a wall, and stand in the gap before Me on behalf of the land, that I should not destroy it; but I found no one." The call of intercession was placed on my life, and I have been following him as closely as I can. It is hard when people don't understand. When I try to explain the weight of the need, I am told that I need to stop praying, do something else, that I will drive myself mad. No one seems to understand what I am talking about, and this saddens me. I've asked God to break my heart for what breaks His. Another dangerous prayer, but a needful one, if I'm to know His will, hear His voice, pray His prayers.

I've always prayed for Israel, but I admit not to the extent that I now do. Another verse, several in fact, was given to me: "I have set watchmen on your walls, O Jerusalem; they shall never hold their peace day or night. You who make mention of the LORD, do not keep silent, and give Him no rest till He establishes and till He makes Jerusalem a praise in the earth." (Isaiah 62:6-7) Another found also in Isaiah 52:8, Your watchmen shall lift up their voices, with their voices they shall sing together; for they shall see eye to eye when the LORD brings back Zion." Today marks 717 days since Hamas slaughtered the unsuspecting, peaceful citizens, and the war began. I mourn the loss of the beloved ones, and I pray daily for those who remain in captivity, waiting for their return. Waiting for this nightmare to end for Israel. And yet, it has been their history, since the beginning when God chose them to have this land and be His chosen people to bring healing and salvation to the nations. Imagine that - healing and salvation - peace to all mankind, and yet now, most countries are siding with the evil ones who started it all. It seems so unjust, and yet, God is the one who punished His people's disobedience and idolatry. But He is restoring, rebuilding, and soon, I pray, they will be able to begin again. May America remain true.

This is the life God has for me. A quiet (sometimes), behind the scenes, in the secret place, only known by God. I love it! It reminds me of being a puppeteer. I'd write the scripts for church, design the scenes, design the puppets and develop the characters, train the puppeteers, and together, behind the curtain, the story would unfold. My daughter or one of the kids in my cast and crew, would be the teacher or spokesperson, my wing man, or front man/woman. The only visible crew member who lead the way. We taught in churches for Children's Church or Vacation Bible Schools, and we took the show on the road to schools and universities. We shared the gospel story at churches and ministries, and in schools and universities, we used teacher prepared curriculum with puppetry to instruct troubled young people that life had risks and consequences. I guess in a way, even then, I was a watchman of sorts. I always tried to steer kids away from harms way, from wrong choices, and I wanted them to know that there is so much more in life, a better way than smoking, drinking, partying, and babies having babies. It's still something I dream about doing, my home for "misfit toys," people society brushes aside, those who feel they have no real purpose or no skills. I guess I just wanted to give to others what I lacked earlier in life. I don't know, but I do know that God has given me a huge heart of love and compassion, and I want to share all the experience He's given me. Perhaps that's a reason for "the story" I tell in these blogs, that perhaps one day will make it as a book, His story.

That's why I love autumn. The word sings of possibilities, as the breezes blow the leaves across the lawn, and the air becomes nippy and crisp with the smell of pine, pinon, and cedar burning on the hearth along with a kettle of soup or my favorites pinto beans or green chili stew. A simple fare makes for a feast! Sharing laughter with a friend, and good time on the old porch swing with my favorite cat or neighbor's dog close beside me, listening to my tall tales. Remembering dancing with Kenya, my neighbor's dog I've mentioned before. How I miss her puppy love. Memories and mandates. Prayers, tears, laughter. Autumn leaves. My life, one I hope well lived. 

Day 264 Never Surrender

 

9/21/2025

"You have heard that it was said, 'You shall love your

neighbor and hate your enemy.' But I say to you, love your

enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate

you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you."

Matthew 5:43-44   

 

In 2007 William Paul Young wrote a novel called The Shack, and in 2017 a movie was released by the same title, based on this amazing story of redemption. It's the story of a man, Mack, who experienced the tragic loss of his youngest daughter at the hands of a serial killer. Although Mack's wife was a strong believer in Christ, Mack struggled due to some problems he experienced in his childhood that remained unresolved with occasional nightmares still in his adulthood. After the loss of his daughter, Missy, Mack began to experience a deep depression, so he was slowly pulling away from his family. His older daughter was the hardest hit, because she thought that her father blamed her for her sister's death. One day Mack received a mysterious letter in his mailbox inviting him to the shack where Missy's murder took place, but her body was never recovered. This is the story of Mack's encounter with God, the Father; God the Son; and God the Holy Spirit at this place.

Later, Young put out a series of videos called "Restoring the Shack," that answered the questions asked relating to his reason for writing the novel, that although fiction, was inspired by incidents from his own life. It is well worth the time to listen to these compelling accounts of Young's journey with grief and tragedy. The movie was met with criticism from some, because the character of God was first played by a female, yet she was called Papa, as that is the name Nan, Mack's wife called God, based on her close Father-daughter relationship with God. I don't want to go any further with my synopsis of the movie, as it would ruin the story line for any who have not read the book or seen the movie. It is quite well done, and it answers the question, as much as is humanly possible, of why God allows suffering, especially when it involves innocent children. In the end, we have to trust God, because as the scriptures say, He knows infinitely more than we could ever hope to imagine. One day we will have our answers, when we meet Him face to face. For now, we trust Him, because we know that He loves us and has given His all for us.

Today I attended online the memorial service for Charlie Kirk. I did have the opportunity to attend in person, but honestly, it was hard enough watching it from the comfort of my home. The worship was powerful, and the atmosphere was inspiring. It's really difficult to find words to express what I felt, because God was present in the words spoken, emotion shared, songs sung. At the same time, people will be people who applaud at the wrong times or move around, and because of the length of the service due to all who were asked to participate, people were milling around during short intermissions. Many noteworthy guests came to pay homage to Charlie, including our President, Vice President, and several of the administration who spoke and countless members of his administration and Congress who did not speak, but they were there to honor the memory of this amazing young man. 

I've spoken so much about him in my blogs, posting many articles and videos on Charlie's life, sharing his love for his God, his family, and his country. He wanted to be known for his courage for his faith. Each time he spoke before an audience or met on campuses with students, he knew that he was putting his life on the line for Christ. He loved what he did, and he cared about each person, even when they were rude and insulting to him. He always thanked them, and one time he apologized that religion or the church had let a young girl down. He said he hoped it could be made up to her one day. He called her by name and said he would pray for her, and I'll bet he did, because he never forgot. He truly loved these young people, and he wanted the best for their lives. He wanted them to have a life like he had. The most touching part of the memorial was when his widow, Erika, spoke about their relationship, meeting him, their marriage, children, dreams, and their plans for the future. She was weeping during this time, naturally, but at the end, after praying for the strength to do so, she forgave Tyler Robinson for murdering her husband. This was the moment when my heart rejoiced, as I prayed she'd be able to do this, even though it is the most difficult thing she would be called upon to do, as a believer. Jesus said that if we do not forgive another, then God would not forgive us. And sometimes, especially in cases like this one, it is so impossible, inconceivable to do so. I thank God for her courage, but I know that there will be many times when the enemy will replay it in her mind, or media will remind, or a well-meaning person will bring it up, and she will have to lay it down at the foot of the cross all over again. We must pray against a root of bitterness that is like poison to the soul. But she is strong in her faith, as Charlie was, and today he stands beside Christ His Savior, forgiven and redeemed.

In The Shack Mack is so angry with God for not saving his daughter's life from this monster who brutally murdered her. So, led by Jesus, Mack is taken to a cave where he meets another character in the story, and Mack is questioned, and God is put on trial, judged by Mack. When we are angry with God, questioning Him about why He allows things to happen, we are putting ourselves in the position of judge. It reminds me of when God confronted Job, who has been asking the same questions of why? Ultimately, we must come to the place where we realize we can never know the answers. There are those who think they know, but not really. For me, this movie helped with some issues I had in my own life. I didn't understand how I could give birth to three children, miraculously I later discovered, only to have them encounter so much hardship and pain, still to this day. I cry out daily wishing things could have been different, and while some of it could have been, much was hidden, and there is nothing I can do now, except pray that God in His mercy and grace can make good from the evil. I know for myself, and I have testified many times, that God gave me an amazing life in spite of my failures, wrong decisions, and the incredible hurt and disappointments. I can only hope somehow He will allow me to finish the work He gave me to do.

Charlie accomplished so much in his life, beginning at the age of 18, when he was turned down from attending West Point, his dream, but God had a bigger one. He accomplished amazing exploits in 31 years, and he helped to shape the lives of countless young people who can now take the baton and finish the race. All over this country, and all over this world, lives have been and are still being challenged and transformed by this young man's desire to enable young people, young men especially, to be a part of government, making a difference in this nation, so that they could marry, have children, train these children in godliness and truth, and live in a peaceful world, where community existed and people helped each other grow and in turn accomplish greater exploits. He wanted young men to know Jesus as the only way, the only truth, and the only life, and to be leaders in their homes, loving their wives as Christ loved the church, and gave His life for her. His faith in God was his guide, and because he was faithful to God, God blessed him immeasurably. Now Erika has the baton, along with all the other Turning Point USA members all over the globe. I can hardly wait to see what God will do!

I've said this before, probably countless times, but never give up on your dream. If God has birthed something within you, don't let anything stand in your way. God opened doors for Charlie when he had no money and no prospects, but he was determined, and he was fueled by his faith in God. That's all you need. "Never surrender," says Charlie. "Go and do likewise," says Jesus.

Day 263 Our Stories

 

9/20/2025 

"Gracious words are a honeycomb, sweet

to the soul and healing to the bones."  

Proverbs 16:24

 

How to begin...it hasn't been a gentle week or two, or even three or four weeks, as the light of God's presence shines a lamp on my soul. I am always asking Him to "...search me, O God, and know my heart; try me, and know my ways; and see if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting (Psalm 139:23-24)." Sometimes it feels as if a huge search light is moving back and forth  over me, and other times, a tiny pin prick of light, but the effect is the same. Today's Shabbat message was about self-examination and repentance, the same subject, but for me it is a call to consider the "motives of my heart." In these latter days we can expect no less from our Father, than a total redo of anything left in our old self that may be hindering our move forward in completing the work we were put here to do. Those words may seem ominous or despairing, but they are neither, they are just words, apt descriptions.

Tomorrow is the funeral service for Charlie Kirk, and although I cannot be there in person, I will be here watching with so many others across the globe, paying our respects to a young man who lived his life well. But, for Erika, it will be another reality of what she already knows to be true, Charlie is with Jesus, and although he is waiting for her, she still has to face each day of his not returning home. Her children, although very small, will know. His closest friends and family will be gathered around, and we who had connections with him on prayer calls or within ministries overlapping, but who never had the privilege of meeting him one on one, will also be present. Where else would we be?! 

Sabbath rests are supposed to be times of rest and refreshment, but today has not been a particularly restful day. My cat has gone missing...again...and that is unsettling. As I write these words another ambulance is screaming down the road. It is becoming almost a daily routine, and this is considered a rural area. I call it the edge of country. I awakened early this morning, very early, and although I was happy for the earlier wake up call, I found it difficult to focus. It reminded me of earlier days, when I was married, living here, before the move to New Mexico. I began to remember, but if I allow my eyes to close, just for a moment, I have dreams. Memories. Thoughts. Sometimes the search light comes back on, but most of the time the thoughts come and go. No longer painful, or the sting is not so great a pain.

This week I attended a class get together with high school friends. We do this every three months or so, just to keep in touch. It's a small group, as a few have already passed away, and others are busy or live away. We are the local ones who either never moved away or who have returned, like me. It was quite enjoyable, but sometimes I feel as if I say too much when asked questions about my life. I had to pull out my year book for my senior year when I returned home, so I could remember who was who. Head trauma gives me a unique ability to learn how to remember people whose faces have changed or who are not in the place where I last saw them. So I have to compartmentalize them in my memory by first seeing them as they were in 1968 and how they appear now in 2025. That's a lot of years, but I am managing. I wish now that I had taken photos, but that's a difficult thing for me to do. Another quirk of being me, I suppose. At our 50th reunion there were more people, and we had our senior photos to wear as identification. Everyone says I look the same, but my sagging face says otherwise. Still it was a nice compliment, but it made me think about the person I was then and the one I am now. In many ways there have been lots of changes, but time and socializing didn't allow for in depth conversations, which I generally avoid. I really enjoyed seeing everyone, and I ate well. If you ever make it to North Dinwiddie, Virginia, be sure to check out Joe's Steak and Seafood, for an exceptional lunch special - Stuffed Potato - described as "Large Idaho potato stuffed with your choice of grilled seasoned chicken, steak or shrimp with sour cream and pico de gallo." Of course, I had chicken and asked to hold the sour cream, and I think butter was added, but it was a HUGE potato and delicious! Joe's is a stone's throw from my home, which I eventually hope to convert into a home away from home. Just don't tell my son! He loves it here.

It's been a lovely day, cooler and fresh, and the leaves are beginning to change and fall away. Oh, how I love this time of year when the season changes from summer to autumn. Even the name sings of color change and evenings enjoyed by camp fires and mountain sunsets. But then, I'm in Virginia now, so I won't see those sights, unless of course my plans to visit New Mexico pan out. I hope they do, but sometimes things happen and plans change. Perhaps that is why I am feeling so nostalgic at the moment. It's a long trip, especially driving alone, but I've done it before. A lot has changed, but I am not really afraid to travel alone. If I had been I never would have gone as many places as I have alone. I've had some interesting solo adventures, and I hope I will have many more before the last sunset.

The day is ending, but I still have some Saturday evening things to do. This is my late night, on the wall, so I have to prepare my heart. I'd say a funny movie is needed or Little House on the Prairie. Plus now that Shabbat has ended I have dishes to do. The fun is never ending in this little abode. 

Blessings and Shabbat Shalom from my house to yours. 

Day 262 Rewired

 

9/19/2025

   "If you have ever prayed in the dawn you will

ask yourself why you were so foolish as not to do it always;

it is difficult to get into communion with God in the midst

of the hurly-burly of the day."    

Oswald Chambers

 "He withdrew Himself into the wilderness and prayed."

Luke 5:16

 

I recently chanced upon an article and video entitled, Handwriting Literally Rewires Your Brain. Interesting, as my son and I had been talking a day or so ago about how cursive handwriting is no longer being taught in schools. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, as it seemed so ridiculous. I asked him how someone would be allowed to graduate if they could not sign their names on forms or write checks. He said they may know how to write their names, but that is all they are taught now. Being new to Virginia's rules and regulations due to my 35 years of living in New Mexico, plus the fact that my children are adults now, I have lost touch with what is or is not mandatory for children to graduate from high school. In our digital age, how often does one actually sign a piece of paper, and if so, it is not legible, because the signature is penned either by use of a stylus or a finger. If someone cannot write, how can they read? All we see, even in elementary schools, are computers or audio books. I wonder if they have chalk boards in classrooms, or do they use power points? Do they have actual books, or only tablets? Everything is done on a computer, and parents have allowed way too much freedom to their children. Small children are gifted with tech toys from the time they can walk. If a family cannot afford one, the government doles them out to the less fortunate. Gone are the creative toys that encourage and challenge a child's senses to arise, so they can enjoy the art of learning. I cannot imagine a life without writing a letter with pen in hand, or taking notes by actually penning them in a notebook; picking up a book, walking into a library and smelling the old pages, perusing the allure of older, outdated treasure troves of used, antique books discovered on the shelves of bookstores. 

As a child I loved to read, and I devoured the content and adventures found on the pages, where I could escape and enjoy life, if only for a brief period of time. I remember reading to my children, especially my younger son, as he loved being read to before bedtime. I participated in all the reading challenges and book sales at my children's schools. I even bought the ones written in Spanish, so they would love the language of our family. Literature has always been my favorite subject, as it includes all the other subjects and sciences woven into the story lines. The story of a Burma surgeon gave me the desire to become a missionary doctor, a dream that sadly never came true for me. However, I have learned over the years that the subject matter taught today is not the same as when I was a child. Now days everything is judged by what is culturally sensitive or acceptable as opposed to actual history. We learn from our mistakes, yet truth with transparency is not a required subject any longer. Being deemed politically correct is important. But what does that actually mean? 

Now that things are being questioned and evaluated by a government that cares for the safety and welfare of our children, hopefully, things will change for the better. How sad to learn how far behind our nation has fallen with regard to the simple truths that matter. No one really needs to learn anything, because as long as they have a cell phone or a computer, AI can give them the answers they seek in moments. College students have AI write their thesis, and even pastors have been known to use AI to write their sermons. Not too long ago pastors would study commentaries of late greats as they read through the Bible, or better yet, sat with God and listened to the wisdom of Holy Spirit. I even know one pastor who admitted to borrowing the content of my blogs! I'm not a theologian, but I do know my Bible, because I too sat at the feet of a great Teacher who taught me what I needed to know. I must be a slow learner though, because every day when I open the pages of my hand-held, tattered Bible, smelling the delicate fragrance of the handwritten ink notes written on the margins of the pages, I learn something new. May it ever be so.

People are feigning intelligence just to appear knowledgeable when in fact there are few who actually are learned in this age. I heard a story about a person who always wants to have the last word in a conversation, always proven to be right, even when the conversation was totally based on absurdity. One who, during a debate, pretended to need to use the rest room, with cell phone in hand, in order to acquire the correct response. This raises a question to me - why can't we go to the bathroom without our cell phones? Do we need to consult Siri about how to use toilet paper, how much to use when we do not have a bidet to assist?! In a world where everyone is made to believe they are entitled, intelligence, and certainly wisdom, have waned. We are but shells of the people we should be, filled with hope and promise as opposed to the emptiness of true feelings or reality. How sad this makes me. No wonder young people feel they have no hope. I asked a former teacher if, prior to graduation, a guidance counselor had assisted her in choosing her career as a teacher. She said no, and she also told me that she didn't know anyone who had been counseled regarding a vocation or career. I know I wasn't, so why did we have guidance counselors back in the day, and why are there social workers assigned to schools today? If it is because problems with behavior, they missed the mark also.

When children are left alone with their "devices" don't parents realize that they place their children at risk, in harms way, open to AI companions who entice them to give in to their feelings, even encouraging them to end their lives. Do they not realize that it is an open field day for human traffickers who have helpers within the schools who appear much younger than they are, eagerly admitted as students without question, who lure unsuspecting young girls into this dangerous, immoral world with promises of love and a wonderful future. I am personally aware of these tactics, and they work all too often, usually without the parent suspecting a change in their child. Too busy, preoccupied with life. Or the victim is so fearful of the abuser, because of threats on her life or those she loves, even pets, that she tries to cover it up. I am associated with a non-profit whose founder had this happen to her daughter. This does not just happen to girls either. Young boys are also targets. She formed the organization to alert parents of this problem and to assist those who had been harmed, so the predators could be caught and face justice. Sadly, even the justice system has failed in the past. 

I have become aware of situations where even home schooled children are graduating without achieving the basic knowledge or education or life skills needed to face this world we have created in our ignorance and selfish thirst for power and fame and notoriety. It is a shameful place where people have no sense of right or wrong, and truth and morality are not being taught in churches. Just come to confession and repent to a priest or clergy, and you will be absolved of your sins. Kiss the ring of power. The parents work or find a way around it, living off the wealth of their parents who give in to adult children who were never truly taught how to take responsibility or make wise decisions in life. Who give the care of their children to boyfriends, who are recovering alcoholics or drug addicts, struggling to regain a hold on life for themselves much less be responsible for a friend's child. This situation ended in the death of a young girl who had been abused, then murdered.

I have lived a very long life, and I have experienced much in my life. I used to think that I had not acquired much in the way of a good life, because I didn't spend 25 years teaching or work at the same company until retirement. That, in fact, is an honorable accomplishment, especially in a world where rising higher and higher for more and more wealth to buy more and more stuff is now the norm. Staying put in a job speaks of commitment and loyalty, having a great work ethic that is honorable, like our parents. My life was a series of twists and turns, but I am beginning to see that God has had His hand on me for each change, because I chose to continue to live and make something good come from it. Wherever I was employed, I performed my duties as expected, and I always had a strong work ethic. I did leave a position once, because I could not stay where racial discrimination was an issue, so I politely resigned. This angered my family, but eventually, they realized that I had made the right decision. I used my God-given ingenuity and creativity to create jobs, using artful skills. When my health did not allow me to continue going to school, God gave me a different path, and I acquired more skills. Then He allowed me to return to school, finish what had been started. This in itself was not an easy task, as my journey was full of broken promises and dreams, lies, scandal of a sorts, at least in my mind. But yet, God was with me, encouraging, leading, guiding me. The people I thought were my friends proved to be otherwise at times. And now I am noticing the shallowness others have in understanding or even seeing what is actually happening around us. They are content in their ideas of what retirement means, but for a follower of Christ, there is no retirement, not in the sense that the world knows. 

Whatever my life has been, wherever my path has taken me, I thank God for the life He has given me, for the joy of having Him with me always, for never giving up on me, for showing me that I matter in His Kingdom. I pray that I bring Him glory, and I pray that He can use all the knowledge I have gained because of His guidance to help someone be rewired to face this world in truth, with integrity, and with honor. May it be so. 

Day 261 Every Joint Supplied

 

9/18/2025

"...from whom the whole body, joined and knit

together by what every joint supplies...."

Ephesians 4:16

 

At Harvest Ministries we began a new series called "Upward, Inward, and Outward." Pastor Greg is sharing about how the church has three purposes: the glorification of God (Upward), the edification of the saints (Inward), and the evangelism of the world (Outward), which actually is what the ministry is all about to know Jesus and to make Him known. Of course we know that we are called by God to bring Him glory. That's our purpose, and since the beginning of time, He has desired to have a relationship with us. That was the whole idea in the Garden of Eden when He walked in the cool of the day with Adam. And we know how that ended which jump started the decline of our world and all creation and is rapidly being played out in the evil expressed in the world at large today. But God had a plan, a superior plan, through Jesus Christ, His Son, and although evil does exist, and there is spiritual darkness, the Light of Christ outshines it all.

This week, my group was considering the Inward purpose for the church - edification. What exactly does that look like? In Romans 12:4-5 Paul speaks about the body of Christ, the church being made up of different parts much like the human body, one part complementing the other, each part dependent on the other for proper functioning.

"For as we have many members in one body, but all the members do not have the same function, so we, being many, are one body in Christ, and individually members of one another." 

Beautifully expressed, it lines up with what was said by the psalmist in Psalm 133:1, "Behold, how good and how pleasant it is when brothers dwell together in unity." Paul speaks later to the church in Corinth about spiritual gifts given by God used to help the church function in the way it was intended to do so, so that each person would grow in the role that God called them to do and in that way be an encouragement or edification to others. Each functioning in their purpose for the benefit of all, and all for the glory of God. In 1 Corinthians Paul is writing to a church that has had some confusion and questioning of many things, so in Chapter 12, Paul is explaining that all believers are given spiritual gifts, and there is unity in diversity of gifts and callings. He explains that, like the human body we cannot all be a hand, there has to be a finger, or a leg or a toe. But each part of the body functions symbiotically with the others. 

"Now you are the body of Christ, and members individually. And God has appointed these in the church: first apostles, second prophets, third teachers, after that miracles, then gifts of healing, helps, administrations, varieties of tongues. Are all apostles? Are all prophets? Are all teachers? Are all workers of miracles? Do all have the gifts of healing? Do all speak with tongues? Do all interpret? But earnestly desire the best gifts. And yet I show you a more excellent way." (1 Corinthians 12:27-31).

Paul again provides further instruction to the church in Ephesus: "And He Himself gave some to be apostles, some prophets, some evangelists, and some pastors and teachers, for the equipping of the saints for the work of ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ." (Ephesians 4:11-12) 

So we see that God has given these gifts that will edify the body of Christ. He adds that this is "till we all come to the unity of the faith and of the knowledge of the Son of God, to a perfect man to the measure of the stature of the fullness of Christ; that we should no longer to children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the trickery of men, in the cunning craftiness of deceitful plotting, but, speaking the truth in love, may grow up in all things into Him who is the head - Christ - from whom the whole body, joined and knit together by what every joint supplies, according to the effective working by which every part does its share, causes growth of the body for the edifying of itself in love." (Ephesians 4:11-16). 

Having a medical background and a creative imagination, I tend to visualize ideas, or in this instances, put these truths into a mind puzzle or depiction. So think of this, Christ is the head of the body, and the spine is an extension, an elaborate creation of nerves projecting from the spine reaching all over the body. 

 

 

The above drawing is not quite as picturesque as I'd like it to me, but you can see the nerves extending from the spinal column into the arms and legs and into the soft tissues of the body.This depiction does not show the body complete with organs for the sake of showing the extension of the nerve endings. The function of the nerves is to enervate or supply what is needed for cells, tissues, organs to function properly and grow, as God designed. Then in turn when organs function, the brain sends signals to the limbs to work in symbiosis or in harmony with the other parts of the body. When someone becomes ill, the balance is off, so other cells, tissues, organs do not function normally. In Psalm 139 David stated that God created us "fearfully and wonderfully," and I would say that is an apt description of what Paul said in verse 16 of Ephesians 4: "...from whom the whole body, joined and knit together by what every joint supplies...." 

I hope that my description makes it clearer about the importance of each person working together as one, using the gifts God has given for each of us, functioning as one unit, for His glory, praise, and honor. 

The next step, the third point, Pastor Greg will discuss is the Outward working of this three part descriptions of the purpose of the church, or as our Lord calls it, the Body of Christ with Him as the Head. The Outward working, of course, is evangelism which fulfills what Jesus told His disciples to do as He departed this earth to ascend back to His Father:

"Then the eleven disciples went away into Galilee, to the mountain which Jesus had appointed for them. When the saw Him, they worshiped Him; but some doubted. And Jesus came and spoke to them, saving, 'All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth. Go therefore and make disciples of all the nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you; and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.'" (Matthew 28:16-20)

So our job, as followers of Jesus Christ is the same, and we can't function well and do the job God has given us to do unless we cooperate with one another, totally surrendering to His Lordship and guidance. We need each other, working together as the early church is described in Acts. After the death of Jesus and the arrival of Holy Spirit, the church faced persecution, but they continued on in the strength of Christ and His teachings. Acts 2:40-47 the early church is described as a viable and advancing body. I often wonder if anyone would be interested in going as far as they did, giving up possessions, sharing, making certain that no one goes hungry or needing anything. The word says they had all things in common, meaning sharing of everything! They taught the Apostles doctrine, as they called the Gospel, and they grew in numbers daily. A mighty revival and radical transformation occurred, and that is what we need today. They didn't have a Bible back then, but they had the words of Torah and the prophets, and other texts, and today we have the complete Bible, active and alive. The Bible is enough. We don't need gimmicks. As the word says:

"By His divine power the Lord has given us everything we need for life and godliness through the knowledge of the One who called us by His Own honor and glory." (2 Peter 1:3)

So now we go and do likewise, obeying the words of our Savior!