Day 324 True Friends Needed! Apply Within.

 

11/20/2025

"The LORD places the lonely in families; He sets

the prisoners free and gives them joy."

Psalm 68:6

 

How do I begin to speak about cries of my heart? So many times I have silently screamed about my desperate longing for true friendships. Not necessarily for myself, but for those I love or for those who are lost in this world, seeking friendship in destructive ways. I just read an update from a friend who has been going through health issues expressing the overwhelming support of dear friends who have reached out in  support. This warms my heart so much, because it is as it should be. Long ago this sentiment, this rich balance of genuine concern and Christian friendship surrounded our home at a time when my then husband really needed to tangibly to see and feel the love of close friends. As a wife watching him crumble under the weight of his burden, it was a great relief and reassurance that people did care for one another. After things calmed down, the support remained, until he decided that he needed a fresh start two thousand miles away, closer to his family. Eventually, after about ten years, in spite of family presence, but without a strong Christian support, his faith faltered, and our marriage ended. At times it appeared as if we had true friends, but the truth is always revealed in times of desperation. 

I still cry out to the Lord on behalf of my ex-husband and his wife. People need the Lord. He lives far away, but he remains in a place of solitary confinement in his heart, imprisoned in memories unresolved, shunned by his children. O how I pray for true friends, those who follow Christ with their whole hearts, lives surrendered to His will. But there are others lost in that decision to run away rather than confront fear. There are always consequences to disobedience, not following God's plan, persisting in doing things our way. For all who suffer from missing the mark, I pray for resolution, repentance, forgiveness, and reconciliation. This condition of the soul is universal, as is the need for a Savior. Jesus is the Best Friend a person can have, completely trustworthy, and He is always there, walking alongside of us, holding our hands.

It is not only for these I pray, but for one in particular, someone very close to me who has suffered  repeatedly from rejection and who has been unwilling to try the church again. The only friend he had is in many ways lost without realizing he has strayed off the path. The only church that reaches out is the Jehovah Witness who are extremely faithful, but thankfully, his faith is solid, so he has not been swayed. He is also challenged health-wise, and the medications he takes are a hindrance in many ways. He needs friends, but not just anyone; he needs real friends who will hold him accountable, walk beside him during the hard times, and challenge him to be free from harmful habits. He needs Christian brothers for fellowship and discipleship. He needs Jesus to manifest His presence in his life.

But his need is not the only one. There are so many young people looking for acceptance in ways that I cannot believe actually exist. I was just reading the prayer updates about the young people who label themselves as transgender, and who are involved in some strange habit referred to as "furry." After reading about it, my mind could not understand the depth of depravity that has overtaken our youth. I don't know who is behind the origin of such vile sickness, but I know that this is masterminded by the devil himself who wants to steal, kill, and destroy our young minds. The lies, deceptions, misinformation, and on and on. We read this garbage daily. I protect myself from as much as I can, because scripture tells us not to even think about such things, and I can't. As a former case manager I had to educate myself on many things, and I have had to assist others in certain situations, but this extends to a whole new level, and it has even invaded the school system. These kids need Jesus, and they need friends, true friends who will guide them. They need teachers, pastors, shepherds, parents, and lawmakers who say NO MORE! My heart is broken, but I cry out to the True Friend who sticks closer than a brother. One who lays down His life for a friend. One who watches over His sheep who know His voice, and who will not follow the voice of the stranger. Only Jesus can solve this problem, and only Jesus can destroy the works of the enemy. But He needs our surrender, our repentance, and our true devotion to Him. Genuine friendship with our God who longs to live in relationship with us. Only Jesus! 

Day 323 Full Throttle!

 

11/19/2025

 "Prayer imparts the power to walk and not faint."

Oswald Chambers

"They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength....

they shall walk, and not faint."

Isaiah 40:31  

 

Rainy days tend to dampen plans, and things get turned around. Today provoked a monumental change in my peaceful state of mind all because I made a decision to dream. Actually, yesterday while out paying my real estate taxes for the house, I made a stop, met a nice sales lady, and I agreed to have someone come to my home to give me an estimate for windows. The appointment was scheduled for today, in the afternoon, so I had plenty of time to finish my morning quiet time and finish my previous day's blog. The only thing is that waiting is not my strong point, especially when I am waiting for someone to come to the house, not knowing what to expect. The gentleman arrived earlier than scheduled, but that was fine by me, as I am not one to adhere to strict guidelines. He was nice, respectful, and very personable. We sat for awhile as he asked what was important to me regarding the windows. No one has ever done that, and I've never really thought about it quite that way. I knew that I wanted one that functioned well - meaning it moved up and down, didn't stick, and didn't have to be held open by a stick. I also realized that I wanted one that was energy efficient in winter and summer. So, I had to think about what I actually "wanted" in a window. It's all about business generally, in and out, no small talk, of sorts, so this was a pleasant addition to our meeting. He explained the product very well, as well as the process of window replacement. He brought along samples of their work, and he had a sample of the popular choice of competitors. I must say that the other solution was very poor workmanship, had a much shorter warranty, but was priced relatively cheaper. My parents always told us to buy quality, as it lasts, even if you have to wait longer. This house is about 77 years old, and I think it still has all the original parts, except for some additions made by my daddy, who was in his right a jack of all trades. But then back in the day, we were taught to make do with what ya had on hand, and my daddy did that in later life. Ever see anyone put linoleum on the lower walls of a kitchen before? Yep, daddy did it, and let me just say, it is not the easiest to remove. 

Although the presentation went very well, I had to put the purchase on hold, because a more challenging issue presented itself later in the day - the roof of the house had been damaged by the excessive rains and wind, possibly hail, so there are possible leaks that I must check out. A roof takes priority over windows. All of this makes me rethink getting a job. But, rather than that I made some calls, and the next step will be to check out the roof damage. In the meantime, I have regained my composure and refocused on what I am supposed to be doing - writing and praying. It's easy to lose focus on what's important when things happen, but I am learning how much fun it is to own a home. I never really lived in one place long enough to know about repairs, as I only had two real homes, one was new, and the other, though older, was in good shape. Plus, at that time I had a husband who handled those things. I painted and cleaned, and cared for the yard, but mostly I took care of the children, and I worked or volunteered. Living alone for so many years, I moved around twenty-one times in my life or maybe more. Two of the moves were my childhood homes, but otherwise I was a regular vagabond. Life was interesting, and it remains a bit flexible for changes. Although I have my dreams, I only do what God says now. I make certain of that! It works out much better.

One of the scripture verses that I read today speaks to my situation as a have to deal with real life situations. Psalms 138:7-8:

"Though I walk in the midst of trouble, You will revive me; You will stretch out Your hand against the wrath of my enemies, and Your right hand will save me. The LORD will perfect that which concerns me; Your mercy, O LORD, endures forever; do not forsake the works of Your hands."

Whatever challenges we face in life whether it be health, family concerns, prodigal children, finances, or other day-to-day decisions and occurrences, God is always near, and He hears our cries. In thinking about my situation that concerns my finances, and while that is important, especially when on a very limited budget in this day and age when everything is overpriced, when we look at things in perspective, it's not that important. I began to think about the hurricanes in Jamaica recently, and the devastation, plus all the storms that have created havoc over the year. There are people living in Asheville who still do not have homes. Back in the summer of 2022 in Northern New Mexico there was the worst fire in the history of the nation, and to date people are still without homes, as FEMA did not handle the job efficiently. Sadly, this happened in North Carolina in areas where FEMA was directed to ignore those homes with Republican voter stakes. While that is unfortunate on many levels, it makes my difficulties less important. We do not have to look far to realize how blessed we are when we consider all the people who live in poverty and squalor in the countries of Africa and in India, as an example. America is a blessed and often ungrateful nation.

As I prayed about my concerns I felt the Lord say to me, "wait, I'll take care of the windows." As I shook my head in agreement and whispered the words, "I know, Lord, forgive me," I could almost see His smile. God has always watched over me, when I was down to the change in my hand, and He always will. My job is to rest in Him, trust Him, and focus on the important things. Today Jack Hibbs closed out our time together with these words:  

"Live full throttle for Jesus!"

 Now they're good words to live by!

Day 322 People Need the Lord!

 

11/18/2025

 "One who forgets the language of gratitude

can never be on speaking terms

with happiness."

Daily Walk

 

As I began my day this morning the first words that I heard were "Your mercies are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness, O Lord!" This is a well-known verse taken from Lamentations 3:22-23 about the steadfast love God shows us even when things are not going the way we would prefer. The closer I walk with Jesus the more I see that the mysteries of God go so far past any inkling of understanding in my finite mind, and yet all He desires is to have a close relationship, a friendship with me. That in itself is enough to blow my mind! I feel as if I have so little to offer an all powerful God who created this entire world, the universe to boot, just by speaking the words "Let there be...!" and it happened just as He spoke it, and then He said it was good. I love it that after all the creative work was completed, including the master design of man and woman, that He sat down and rested, "and was refreshed." Like I said, it's incomprehensible!

My scripture readings for today in Luke 14 were more austere, as Jesus is once more attempting to explain the coming of His kingdom on earth. He wanted those who asked to follow Him to understood the high cost of discipleship, as there was still much confusion. The Pharisees were always out to trap Jesus in His words, because they were jealous of his vast knowledge of the scriptures, in spite of his lack of proper education and the fact that He was from Nazareth. Most of all they were enraged at the way the people followed after Him. calling Him "Teacher." Jesus did have a powerful way of teaching and holding their attention, much more than the teachers of the law who imposed extra rules on the people and were tedious in their methods. Jesus was trying to teach those who followed Him about the Kingdom of God which was quite different than they thought. He used parables as examples they could understand or relate to in order to get his message across, but still many did not understand. The Pharisees were more concerned with the lifestyles of the people Jesus hung around with or those who gravitated towards Him, than the condition of their souls. Jesus often healed on the Sabbath after synagogue or even during, but the miraculous did not phase the religious leaders as much as the obvious violation of working on the Sabbath. I would think that healing a man's crippled hand was less work for Jesus than the pious sermons they were preaching, much rehearsed and with laborious elocution, no doubt.

It seemed that Jesus couldn't do anything to appease the religious leaders who were famous for persecuting the prophets and enslaving the people, and they were not His concern. As I look around today and consider all I am seeing, I wonder how much has really changed. Very few cared to see past their own religious leanings to even notice the arrival of Messiah. I wonder if the teachers of the law were really looking for His appearing, or if they felt that the time was not until later. Who knows. I wonder why more people don't see the prophetic timeline advancing quickly and recognize the warnings that Jesus said would come. There's so much I just don't understand, but I can read, and I know what the Word of God says. I don't need to rush to someone calling themselves a prophet to get a word for today or ask what God is saying about me. I can read my Bible, sit alone with Jesus in the quiet of my room, and listen. I imagine if a Pharisee from back in the day heard me talk like that I'd be booted out of the church. 

Jesus taught that if we want to be great in God's kingdom that we need to be a servant, and He modeled that for His disciples. He said that anyone who wanted to be His follower had to love Him more than they loved their father or mother, wife or children, brothers or sisters. More than their own lives. And if someone wanted to follow Him they would need to pick up their cross daily and follow Him. He explained that no one could become His disciple without first counting the cost. I imagine that was hard to hear and commit to as a lifestyle, yet it is true for any who follow Him today. He the example of the Great Shepherd who laid down His life for His sheep. He gave His all by taking our place on the cross where He suffered and died. But He rose again giving newness of life for all who receive Him, all who would call Him Lord. And He is coming again to establish His kingdom on earth. 

So our response should one of extreme gratitude, rejoicing in praise and thanksgiving with shouts of joy! How can we not praise Him?! As Thanksgiving approaches think about the many blessings you enjoy daily, and remember to thank Him, give honor and glory to His Name. Reach out to someone who's hurting or lonely or who doesn't know the Lord. Our world is full of lonely people. On Sunday as the deacons picked up the tithes and offerings, the pianist played a familiar song, one that I used to sing in church, when I was younger, called "People Need the Lord" by Steve Green. As I close this out, listen to the words of the song and consider the opportunities to share the love of Christ this Thanksgiving season: 

"Everyday they pass me by
I can see it in their eyes
Empty people filled with care
Headed who knows where

 

On they go through private pain
Living fear to fear
Laughter hides their silent cries
Only Jesus hears

 

People need the Lord, people need the Lord
At the end of broken dreams, He's the open door
People need the Lord, people need the Lord
When will we realize people need the Lord?

 

We are called to take His light
To a world where wrong seems right
What could be too great a cost
For sharing life with one who's lost?

 

Through His love our hearts can feel
All the grief they bear
They must hear the words of life
Only we can share

 

People need the Lord, people need the Lord
At the end of broken dreams, He's the open door
People need the Lord, people need the Lord
When will we realize that we must give our lives?
For people need the Lord, people need the Lord"

Day 321 A Thought

 

11/17/2025 

"It is necessary for the Spirit of God to burn

into our hearts this mystery, that the most important work

we have to do is that which must be done on our knees,

alone with God, away from the bustle of the

world and the plaudits of men."

O. Hallesby

 

Interesting it is the way the Lord changes my direction when I finally sit down to finish the posts for the day. I am running behind again as I write, but the notes are fresh on the page of my heart. Before I saw the quotation by Ole Hallesby written above, I had been deep in prayer about the things we do to pacify man, not necessarily for myself to receive the "plaudit" or approval of man, but more to follow through on what I said I would do. I like to finish what I start, and that's a good trait regarding perseverance and commitment, but it also taxes me when other matters arise that seem more critical, but I have promised to be elsewhere. This morning as I began my day, as I normally do, I sat in my rocking chair with pen and journal as I began to talk to Abba about the day, or in this case, still remembering all that happened over the weekend. The hours of prayer that were poured out for the crusade in Utah hosted by Pastor Greg Laurie at Harvest Ministries proved to cover and protect. I have not seen or heard of any disturbances from outside protestors. Many came forward at the invitation to accept Christ as Savior and Lord. The report said thousands came forward, but I know Pastor Greg will have the exact information this weekend. The area in front of the stage all around was packed, and my heart always goes out to the follow up volunteers who bear the responsibility of welcoming and following up with those who made a profession of faith. The work has only begun, but I pray that many will truly grow deeply in their faith and personal relationship with Jesus, then go out and share with others. The times are so critical, the message of Christ crucified for our sins is all important.

I am still remembering the time spent in worship yesterday. What stirred up in my heart as I listened to the special song by the choir at church continues to well up inside of me. As I drove to my Dolls on Mission group meeting this afternoon, all I could do was pray in deep urgency for all the names who crossed my mind, those I passed on the streets, the universities that seem so complacent, people going about their day-to-day routines. My heart is broken over the church's lack of passion for the Kingdom - indecision, complacency, apathy, indifference, and so many thoughts. I imagine those in the cars who pass by me wonder who I am addressing or why my hands are lifted as I entreat the Lord for His mercy in situations. But that is really of little importance, unless they too are praying. What began at home in my time of quiet prayer and meditation, perhaps mediation, continued until I arrived at my destination. I can't explain the urgency I have been feeling, especially since yesterday in the church service. But then that is the life. It is the hour.

I barely stayed an hour at the church working on the dolls, as a restlessness had settled over me leaving me too preoccupied, plus I was sensing a spinal headache threatening, and there was this ache I get in my chest when I feel conflicted. I have it now as I sit and attempt to prioritize my thoughts, but once more the hour is late, and I have appointments tomorrow. In the morning, we will sit awhile again.  

 

Day 320 Bow the Knee

 

11/16/2025 

 "It is necessary for us to withdraw at regular

intervals and enable our souls to attain

that quietude and inward composure which are

essential if we would hear the voice of God."

O. Hallesby

 

Much of my time growing up was spent with my grandparents who believed strongly in the power of prayer, yet I do not recall one moment, except at mealtime, when we prayed together as a daily practice, nor do I recall the reading of the scriptures unless it was preparing for the Sunday School or Vacation Bible School lessons. I do know that they knew their Bibles well, so they were obviously students of the Word. My mother always read her Bible in the evenings, but I know she prayed often. I don't remember praying with my mama, but I do recall when two close friends died in an automobile accident that mama told me to pray, as I was deeply effected by this news, because I had declined the offer to go with their family to visit their grandparents that day. The reality of eternity coupled with the grief of losing two dear friends, changed me. I may never have sat in their presence or had my family pray with me, but I learned to pray watching, listening, and communing with the Lord in early childhood. Later in life, before my daddy died, I had the privilege of witnessing him kneel by his bed in prayer, even though he was crippled with arthritic knees and joints and must have experienced great pain and difficulty doing so.The point is this - I knew my parents and grandparents loved Jesus and that their lives had spoken loudly of their commitment to prayer. The same is true of my teachers in grade school and many, many saints in church  who guided me along the way. Perhaps this is what prepared me for the life of intercession. God always has His plans and His way of doing things, which are usually contrary to mine.

Today I attended church with my sister, as it was shoe box packing day for Operation Christmas Child. We gathered after the services ended. I have helped the past three years in packing and praying over the precious ones who will receive them, wondering if any would make it into the refugee camps of those who have fled their burned out homes and villages for safety from those who have murdered their families. Many Christians in Africa are being hunted down, their homes sacked and burned, and their loved ones mercilessly and savagely slain before their eyes. Babies are thrown into the bushes to die, other young ones are murdered. Africa is not the only area of such horror, as it happens all over the world, and now in the United States as hatred and violence is increasing. I often think about how a child might feel who receives a box filled with lovely, useful gifts, but may have little food. Such luxuries, while appreciated,  would not come to the mind of one who has literally escaped with the dirty clothes on their backs, often without shoes. One thing I do know, because I have witnessed poverty and true gratitude over what we throw away considering worthless, is the gratitude and extreme happiness people who have little feel over a scrap of paper or a sliver of soap. The summer I traveled with a missionary team into the jungles of Belize to minister to the Mayan Indians, I learned what it truly means to be thankful.

During the service, as the choir sang the special song selected for the message, I was deeply moved by the words being sung by the man who was accompanying on the piano. Here are the lyrics of the song, Bow the Knee written by the Hamilton Family:

"What a privilege to come into God's presence
Just to linger with the One who set me free.
As I lift my eyes and see His awesome glory.
I remember who He is and bow the knee.

Bow the knee
Bow the knee
He is King of all the ages
Bow the knee
God alone on His throne
See Him high and lifted up
and bow the knee.
Kneel before Him
All adore Him
As you live to love Him more
Bow the knee.

In His hands He holds
the power of creation.
With His voice He spoke,
and all things came to be.
Yet He hears each simple prayer
I bring before Him
When I humbly seek His face
and bow the knee.

Bow the knee
Bow the knee
He is King of all the ages
Bow the knee
God alone on His throne
See Him high and lifted up
and bow the knee.
Kneel before Him
All adore Him
As you live to love Him more
Bow the knee.

Bow the knee
Bow the knee
He is King of all the ages
Bow the knee
God alone on His throne
See Him high and lifted up
and bow the knee.
Kneel before Him
All adore Him
As you live to love Him more
Bow the knee."

At one point as I sat there looking over the congregation and at the faces of the choir, I noticed that the only smile was on the face of the lady who was leading the choir. The gentleman who sang the stanzas as he played the piano was lost in the beauty of the moment. As I listened to the words, all of a sudden I felt myself gasp with tears welling up in my eyes. It indeed was a holy moment sensing the presence of God within my heart and in the atmosphere.This has happened to me many times in my home as I am alone with the Lord, and other times in public ministry, but this was different, as it was one of God's suddenly's. For a time I had to quiet myself, but I doubt anyone noticed. It doesn't matter, because when I worship in local services, God has instructed me to focus on Him alone. I know the feelings I have that come from Him, but I am learning to keep them to myself, and if I must share, I do so carefully. Some may not understand. 

The message was about the call to repentance taken from Luke 13:1-5 where Jesus was teaching of discerning the times and the heart preparation for those who will enter the Kingdom of Heaven. He is warning the people of the need for repentance as the only way. Tersely put - "unless you repent you will all likewise perish." 

This is the Gospel, and it is the message we must carry. As in the days that Jesus walked this earth, even until He returns to take His Bride, the church, home with Him, many will not believe, and things will be as in the days of Noah:

"And as it was in the days of Noah, so it will be also in the days of the Son of Man; They ate, they drank, they married wives, they were given in marriage, until the day that Noah entered the ark, and the flood came and destroyed them all." Luke 17:26-27

I don't understand why some hearts are so hardened or indifferent to such wonderful news and the promise of eternal life. I imagine it is like the Parable of the Sower and the Seed, or the Pearl of Great Price. Maybe because the sound of the words "surrender,"  or "deny yourself, pick up your cross and follow," don't sound as enticing as "eat, drink, and be merry." Nor do the words "you must lose your life to find it." But one day, truth is, we will all stand before the judgment seat of Christ where our case will be decided. It's our choice, our decision what future we want to have, and we must choose wisely. Until then, I bow the knee. It is my desire to see the face of my Savior. Bow the knee.

Day 319 Chayeh Sarah

 

11/15/2025 

"For in this manner, in former times, the holy

women who trusted in God also adorned themselves,

being submissive to their own husbands, as Sarah obeyed Abraham, 

calling  him lor, whose daughters you are if you do good

and are not afraid with any terror."

1 Peter 3:5-6

 

The Torah portion today is taken from Genesis 23:1 - 25:18, and it is about the life of Sarah, Abraham's wife. Both Sarah and Abraham are listed in God's faithful servants found in Hebrews 11, beginning in verse one with the following:

"Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen."  

After the flood God commanded Noah and his sons to scatter and re-populate the earth, as they were the only survivors of the flood, everyone else had died. They moved east and decided to dwell in the land of Shinar. They decided to build a city of their own with a tower that reached to the heavens. They all spoke the same language at that time. God looked down from heaven and saw what they were doing, and He confused their language making it necessary for them to scatter and form different nations, as was God's plan in the first place. 

Through Noah's son, Shem, the population grew, and Abraham, whose father was Terah lived in the land of Haran. God spoke with Abraham saying:

"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. I will make you a 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 curse you; and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.' So Abram departed as the LORD had spoken to him, and Lot went with him. And Abram was seventy-five years old when he departed from Haran."

Abraham took Sarah, his wife, and set off on an adventure to a land they did not know, leaving their family and everything they knew behind. They stepped out in faith in obedience to God, and in Hebrews 11:8 Abraham's action was attributed to him as faith. The Torah portion picked up in Chapter 23 of Genesis with the story of Sarah, who at the age of 90 was given the son God had promised she would have by Abraham. 

"By faith Sarah herself also received strength to conceive seed, and she bore a child when she was past the age, because she judged Him faithful who had promised. Therefore from one man, and him as good as dead, were born as many as the stars of the sky in multitude - innumerable as the sand which is by the seashore." (Hebrews 11:11 - 12)

In considering the life of Abraham and Sarah it is important to note that Sarah made the journey of faith with her husband, leaving the familiar life she knew to travel across unknown lands to arrive in another. She was obedient to her husband, and she even lied for him to Pharaoh and Abimelech, both pagan kings, about him being her brother, in order to protect his life. Abraham believed that they would see how beautiful Sarah was, and they would have him killed him so they could have her. So without hesitation, Sarah obeyed. Over and over in scripture Sarah was faithful to her husband.

This is the first time that I have studied this portion of scripture with this understanding. I just hadn't considered Sarah's sacrifice, as a product of the Southern culture, I was taught to be obedient to my husband without question, unless it involved wrong doing. It was expected of wives as the respectful response. When Sarah lied about Abraham being her brother, he really was her half-brother, but still, it was deception. Nonetheless her life was one of obedience and great faith. She trusted Abraham to take care of her regardless of God's plans.

In Israel the Prime Minister, Benjamin Netanyahu's wife, Sarah has stood with her husband through this war displaying support and discipline over the years. I found it noteworthy to see that there was a statement written regarding his wife, detailing her support of him over this year and other years as well, when political intrigue was at an all time high. She has proven to be a wonderful support to him while having to endure backlash from others over the years in obedience to God's command, which man and woman often deny rather then embrace. The statement mentioned that she visited with the family members of the hostages, and she even spoke with President Trump regarding the release of these precious people. She took to heart the deep pain felt by the family members. It reminds me of Melania Trump who has continued her work with foster children that she began in his first Presidency. There are many examples of strong women, women of faith, who have stood courageously beside their husbands. Not all are named Sarah, but they definitely carry the spirit of this woman of faith. Examples we all need to follow, because they are examples of Christ's lifestyle and his honest regard for the welfare of others.

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!