Day 356 What Shall I Do?

 

12/22/2025

"If you lives to be a hundred, I want to live to be

a hundred minus one day, so that I never

has to live without you."

Winnie the Pooh

 

Feeling somewhat mischievous I asked Google a question: "At the age of 75 I want to do something extraordinary with my life, what should I do?" Quite honestly, I didn't think Google capable of giving me an answer, but I was somewhat surprised, considering the way AI is going these days, attempting to take  over the thinking part for human beings. Think about that word "human beings." Thinking about an artificial intelligence mechanism doing my thinking is pretty bizarre and frightening. Civilization must advance and yet at what cost?

The response I received in part was:

"At 75, doing something extraordinary means finding deep fulfillment by blending your passions with purpose: mentor someone with your life skills, learn something new (language, instrument, art) to keep your brain sharp, travel adventurously, or create a legacy through writing/art, all while prioritizing community, physical health, and mindful presence to truly savor each moment."  

I must say that response was unexpected, however, it was also thought worthy. I actually have mentored someone, but it was many years ago when I was much younger. I taught a young teenage mother of two, pregnant with the third how to design arts and crafts to sell to support her children, while trying to help her understand that her choices were not the best. She learned artistic skills very well, but as for the life skills, of that I am uncertain. 

I do desire to learn to speak Hebrew so I can be ready when Christ returns to establish His kingdom on earth. More than that though, I want to learn to speak the language of the people and nation I love. But then, I love a great many people, all in fact, so I could spend the remainder of my years learning how to speak up for others in their native tongue. Thought worthy in fact. I have been brushing up on my Spanish, so that I can once more speak fluently and write the same, yet I am seeing that the words are different from when I learned how to speak in my earlier years. Still, I have accomplished my goal of sentence structure, with the hope that once more I can be called upon to translate. Surprisingly I have used my skills in translation of a usage manual for a piece of medical equipment when I was 18 years old. And when I was a case manager, I had Spanish-speaking only clients, who always seemed to understand what I was asking. Perhaps one day that skill will be useful again.

I keep my brain sharp by reading, playing Spider Solitaire and other games that keep my mind active and competitive. I used to be so good at spelling, but it seems as if the last blow to my head has caused some learning defects that I am trying to correct. The noise in my head from the accident is a deterrent, but I am tenacious, and I will not give up the challenge and the struggle. Things could be much worse, and I do well to remind myself of that fact! I am grateful for the ability to move past these hindrances in life, as I have had so many. Finally, I am learning how to bring my mind into the restful peace that God intends we as believers should demonstrate. We have the Prince of Peace as our companion, so we must furiously contend for the faith.

Travel adventurously! Now that's something I would love to do, but I simply do not have the funds to put into active travel, plus I have new home responsibilities that prevent me from going far away at this time. But one day...perhaps. Depending on Christ's return and how He wants me to spend the remainder of the years He has given me. The scriptures say: "So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom." (Psalm 90:12). 

The final piece of advice is to create a legacy through writing and art. The fact that I am still pounding out daily blogs on this the 356th day of 2025 must be proof that I am trying with all my heart to "write the story," although finding the message in the story has been difficult for me at times. Some days the thoughts and words flow, and other days I am stuck in that same ole miry clay. I am somewhat skeptical of my writing abilities, while my greatest literary mentor decided to pass from this life to the next. She wasn't a writer, but she greatly encouraged me to follow God's commands to do so. 

So in conclusion the Google AI or search engine was helpful in telling me everything I already knew or tried. And I imagine it was a bit of encouragement to me to understand that while I may feel as if my life is somewhat dull and without merit, perhaps that's not definitively true. I'll think about it more tomorrow, as Scarlett O'Hara so aptly responded to questions she had no intention in answering. But then, I'm not Scarlett! So until the next day, I leave you with this wise saying:

   

Day 355 My Soul Magnifies the Lord!

 

12/21/2025

 "My beloved is mine, 

and I am His."

Song of Solomon 2:16

 

Tonight I was watching The Shepherd and The Messengers on The Chosen app again, and it really touched my heart seeing the younger Mary giving birth to Jesus, then listening to the older Mary as she recalled the words she had hidden in her heart for so long. She was speaking to Mary of Magdalena who had come to visit her, both hiding out for their protection years after the crucifixion of Jesus. It is a very heart warming, soul wrenching scene listening to the two Marys discuss such poignant events. This morning as I was writing in my journal, I wrote the words "Who am I?" as if I was answering a question posed to me by another. The very first words I wrote were "I am my Beloved's, and He is mine!" Then I continued writing down the words that came to my mind:  "I am a born-again, blood-washed child of the Living God; The joy of the Lord is my strength; My citizenship is in Heaven; My allegiance is to God, family, nation; This is my Father's world!" I was imagining that someone was asking me things about myself, and this spontaneous flow of verses and feelings came out of me. 

Later, after listening to the Sunday message by Jack Hibbs, I tuned into his morning devotional that I had missed earlier, and the verse we were praying about today was from Song of Solomon 2:16. It's as if Jack was reading my mind. He began to speak of our identity in Christ as Christians. He explained that this Book of the Bible was intended as a look at the relationship between a husband and a wife, where the commitment to each other is sold-out surrender. This can also be compared to our relationship with Jesus as the Bride of Christ. I remember so clearly sitting at my table in the dining room of my home in Northern New Mexico one cold morning, when I was struggling with loneliness and uncertainty, not knowing what I needed to do, praying for wisdom, and I began to write the same sort of question. This time the question was: "Where do I belong?" The words were hardly on the paper when I heard very clearly, "You belong to Me!" Over the years I have remembered this time over and over, gaining reassurance that I am not alone and that I am loved. This season of the year is hard for me, as it is for so many who have lost loved ones during this time, but it is also a great time of recalling the faithfulness of God. Memories are bittersweet, somewhat pained, but always treasured.

Psalm 146 speaks of the praiseworthiness of the Lord and the importance of true worship. My devotional today shared: "Worship is not simply part of the Christian life, it is the Christian life." Understanding this, let's consider Psalm 146:

"Praise the Lord! Yes, really praise Him! I will praise Him as long as I live, yes, even with my dying breath. Don't look to men for help; their greatest leaders fail; for every man must die. His breathing stops, life ends, and in a moment all he planned for himself is ended. But happy is the man who has the God of Jacob as his helper, whose hope is in the Lord his God - the God who made both earth and heaven, the seas and everything in them. He is the God who keeps every promise, and gives justice to the poor and oppressed, and food to the hungry. He frees the prisoners, and opens the eyes of the blind; he lifts the burdens from those bent down beneath heir loads. For the Lord loves good men. He protects the immigrants, and cares for the orphans and widows. But he turns topsy-turvy the plans of the wicked. The Lord will reign forever.  Jerusalem, your God is King in every generation! Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!"

These words are worthy to be considered over and over, and the response is that which the psalmist wrote about - "Praise the Lord! Yes, really praise Him!" In times of uncertainty, or in times of need, we look to the one who always has the answers and whose closeness is only a prayer...a praise away! How great is Thy faithfulness, O Lord! "My soul does magnify the Lord" - words spoken so long ago, by a frightened teenager who was given the best gift anyone could have! She was gifted with the life of our Savior. The Light of the world who came to save His people from their sins. Afterwards, He shared the gift of eternal life with Gentiles who loved and believed. What a wonderful gift! What a marvelous King!

Day 354 Entertaining Strangers

 

12/20/2025

"Hospitality is the art of making people

want to stay without interfering

with their departure."

Daily Walk

 

The English word for "hospital" comes from the Latin word meaning "guest room." The word hospitality is derived from this word, so in essence extending hospitality to a guest in your home means that guest is being hospitalized. Hospitality extended to people is "others-oriented," which is Christianity at its best, but sadly it has become a lost art. Today's culture is very self-oriented, and people do not make themselves available as they used to do. Hebrews 13:1-2 exhorts us: "Let brotherly love continue. Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some have unwittingly entertained angels."

My thoughts drift back to times we have housed visitors in our home, when we were young and my parents were still living. I remember very well how giving and loving my mother always had been towards others. My daddy as well. There was a man who lived in the woods, alone I am assuming, who had questionable mental capabilities. We were always warned to keep the doors locked just in case he'd stop by the house, as he often did, and daddy may not be home. Daddy picked him up if he was walking on the highway many times when we were with him, and I was never frightened. He didn't always smell very good, but I liked him, and he seemed a pleasant fellow. As I got older I often wondered what happened to him, but I failed to ask my parents. So many things I wish I had asked them. I taught that same art of hospitality to my children, and I pray that it never becomes a lost art with them. The world is so different now, even in this small little area, but I have hope still. Perhaps that's why I'm here. I know that God is teaching me something during this waiting period. Some days it is more difficult as I endure the mood swings my son struggles with on a daily basis. His memory seems clouded, and he seems so burdened and sad. I know that loneliness sets in. I understand these feelings, and I know they are very real and raw, but the joy of the Lord does indeed strengthen me. I know how to pull my way out of the clutches of the enemy, but others seem so blinded to the darkness he tries to bring. But, I will continue to look into the Light of God's countenance and behold the wonder of His glory. There is no better way than Jesus. If I could only persuade others of this fact. Soon, very soon, it will be different.  

I'm enjoying a little entertainment this evening, watching Scrooge with Albert Finney produced in 1970. I love seeing how old Scrooge is transformed into a much better human being after he is visited by the ghosts of Christmas past, present, and yet to be. I wonder if all the disagreeable, unhappy lot of present day mankind might have a transformation and total change of heart if they were paid a visit by this threesome. It's something to think about. I believe watching movies of faithful traditions like this one would brighten up the most dour soul.

When I become discouraged I don't have far to look to see reminders of the wonders of my Lord and my King. Not long ago my daughter sent me a post that had the words "Happiness, Gratitude, Balance" with each word written vertically down the page, each consecutively written in darker ink. Perhaps God wanted me to see the bold letters of the word "Balance," so I would learn to step back and reconsider all the events of my day that are becoming burdensome, so that cannot be of God. There is peace when God orchestrates our days and schedules.

The candles for the final evening of Hanukkah have flickered out, and the light of Christmas draws closer. The setting sun alerted my neighbor to light up the night with his string of Christmas lights around his home. It is quiet on this Sunday evening as many lounge in their homes, enjoying the remainder of their weekend, not all ready for the morning alarm for work. The bite of winter is officially starting tomorrow, and the chill of the evening temperatures seem to announce the approach of bitterly colder weather. I haven't seen my semi-feral cat, Alex, in a couple of days, so he must be snuggled up in his second home within the neighborhood. I feel a little jealous that someone else may be loving him also, when I should be thankful that there is someone else who cares for the rascal who insists on living free. Lord, please watch over my little feline friend and all others who may not have proper homes. They are welcome here.

Until tomorrow, covers pulled up, nestled and snug in my bed, I'll say good night to all. Shalom.  

Day 353 Christmas Light

 

12/19/2025

"It takes light to find light."

Daily Walk

"For with You is the fountain of life;

In Your light we see light."

Psalm 36:9

 

It's the seventh evening of Hanukkah, and the lights are brightly shining for all the world to see. I have a neighbor, a retired military man, who keeps his Christmas lights up all year around, and every evening I anxiously await the darkness so I can see his lights. I've never been one to hang lights outside, mostly because I didn't want the additional expense on my electricity bill. I love those icicle lights that go along the roof and dangle down. I have always wanted to put those around my roof, but until I bought this home, I never had my own roof to hang them on. Maybe once I have my new roof, I can celebrate by hanging lights. Seems like a reasonable thing to do. The holly bushes are half hacked away from the blight that invaded the tree. I'm still trying to prune away the death. I can't decide whether to cut them all down and wait for total regrowth, or to leave the survivors alone. It looks rather pitiful at the present time, but it broke my heart when I had to remove the diseased parts. These are the times I need my parents to instruct me. I haven't been in my own home since I was first married, but we sold it to move to New Mexico, and then my whole world changed. But, that's life, even the sadness. Looking back though, it's been a period of great personal and spiritual growth for me. God truly does work things out for the good when we love Him, and when we are called according to His purpose and not our own. Regardless of what is going on, or what is not going on, I am going to keep my focus on Him.

This morning Pastor Jack shared from 2 Corinthians 6:17-18:

"Therefore 'Come out from among them and be separate,' says the Lord. 'Do not touch what is unclean, and I will receive you. I will be a Father to you, and you shall be My sons and daughters,' says the LORD Almighty." 

This goes along with my personal reading of 1 John 1:5-7:

"This is the message God has given us to pass on to you: that God is Light and in Him is not darkness at all. So if we say we are His friends, but go on living in spiritual darkness and sin, we are lying. But if we are living in the light of God's presence, just as Christ does, then we have wonderful fellowship and joy with each other, and the blood of Jesus His Son cleanses us from every sin."

I can't think of a better time of the year to talk about light in the darkness, the light of Jesus Christ, because He is the Light. I receive prayer requests from all over this world on a daily basis, and at times the weight of it can be overwhelming, and I have to shut down for a few hours just to recoup. Some people never seem to be affected by the sadness in the world, the heartbreaks. Today I received a phone message from an elder of a church here thanking those who had taken tags from the Angel Tree at church with requests for Christmas, so that the families going through hard times in the area could enjoy Christmas. That always brightens my day, because I love to fulfill someone's Christmas wish if it's within my power to do so. 1 John 3:17-18 reminds us: "But if someone who is supposed to be a Christian has money enough to live well, and sees a brother in need, and won't help him - how can God's love be within him? Little children, let us stop just saying we love people; let us really love them, and show it by our actions." 

Stern words coming from John the Apostle, but the tone of his entire book is so loving and kind, patient yet eager to exhort and encourage, so we can live the life we are called to live as followers of Christ who is the Light of the World. 

I remember when things were so tight in my family financially, but we managed to always make things festive. I remember days of popcorn garlands and construction paper ornaments. A nice shiny star made from aluminum foil. When I was pulling out ornaments for my mama's little tabletop tree, I found some precious memories amidst others. Each of my children made paper bells with their school photo glued inside when in elementary school. There was a paper angel with my daughter's face cut from her school photo glued on as the angel. Styrofoam trees and a gingerbread man with half his styrofoam leg missing from all the love all these years. I have a Snoopy made from toilet paper and black magic marker for the ears and eyes, and other fun creatures happily dangling from my little tree. How I love to remember when my children were still little, and laughter filled the home. Things are different now, but I make sure that even when I'm alone, I laugh, and I remember the fun times. Although we feel sadness due to the loss of our loved ones who are no longer here to share the happiness, we can still remember those days of family get togethers and cousins exchanging gifts. One year my sister and our younger cousin were responsible for wrapping the gifts, and one male cousin got a girl's slip by mistake. He didn't complain which is true to his nature, but I can't remember how it turned out. I'll have to ask him the next time I see him.

I've missed a lot from all the years of living in New Mexico, so I have much catching up to do. My family has dwindled down, as happens when we grow older, but we still have our quarterly lunches with my high school chums. That in itself is quite remarkable that we remained friends and in touch over all these years. Many have passed away, but it's still nice just to spend a little time together catching up. Most of my school friends never left the area or migrated back, as I did. Interesting that no matter how near or far, we always manage to connect. 

How I wish everyone's lives could be this simple and that people would value life more, value friendships more. Then perhaps there wouldn't be as much discord and hatred in the world. King David expressed the beauty of the blessed unity of the people of God in Psalm 133:

"Behold, how good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious oil upon the head, running down on the beard. The beard of Aaron, running down on the edge of his garments. It is like the dew of Hermon, descending upon the mountains of Zion; for there the LORD commanded the blessing - life forevermore." 

Selah.

Day 352 Do You Hunger?

 

12/18/2025

"...and when he saw them, he ran from the tent door

to meet them, and bowed himself to the ground,

and said, 'My Lord, if I have found favor in Your sight,

do not pass on by Your servant.'"

Genesis 18:2-3

 

Abraham was almost one hundred years of age, sitting in the tent door in the heat of the day, the Bible says, when he sees three men approaching from up the road. I've never been in Israel to experience their summer heat, but I have lived in some and visited some places where the heat is so consuming that, if I were Abraham's age, would make me rethink where I'd want to be seated at the height of the sun's intensity dressed in a coarse garment that fits to the ground. I'd probably be in the closest watering hole with the animals vying for first place to sit in the coolness of the stream. Sarah was probably sweltering inside the tent, kneading out the daily loaf of bread or busy about some domestic task that never lessens. She was nearing 90 herself, and the promise made to Abraham in Genesis 12 when he was 75, and again in Chapters 13, 16, and 17, to make him the father of nations, had not produced one child, except for Ishmael through Sarah's servant Hagar, when Sarah decided to help the promise along. That didn't work out then, and it hasn't worked well up to our present day. Time was running out, she no doubt may have considered. But in the fullness of His - God's - timing, along came three men walking down the road twenty-five years later.

Abraham welcomes his visitors, offering water to wash their feet, inviting them to sit down under the shade of the tree while he brings them some refreshments. So, again, Abraham hurries inside the tent to ask Sarah to quickly prepare bread and make cakes, then he runs to the herds where he selects a calf, giving it to his young man with the words to hasten to prepare it. Next, Abraham takes milk and butter and sets it before them with the rest of the food. That's a lot of rushing around in the heat of the day, don't you think? Nonetheless, the visitors eat heartily, and then during the meal as they shared, the promise of an offspring through Sarah is mentioned again. Sarah was listening from the tent, and she giggled at the thought of this idea, considering her age and that of Abraham. But the angel of the Lord responded, "Is anything too hard for the LORD?" (Genesis 18:14), then announcing that at the appointed time he would return to her, and Sarah would have a son. As I've mentioned previously in my writings, God always does things in His time, not ours.

Two of the three men rise and begin to walk down the road towards Sodom and Gomorrah, at this point of the story, and Abraham walks with the angel of the LORD, sending them on their way. The scripture says that the LORD said, "Shall I hide from Abraham what I am doing...." (Genesis 18:17). This is where Abraham has been given the inside scoop on Sodom and Gomorrah, and Abraham is able to bargain with the LORD regarding rescuing his nephew Lot who dwells in Sodom. And, my friends, the rest is history, Judeo-Christianity history that includes salvation to the Jews first and then the Gentiles. But I don't want to focus on this part of the story, but on the former. Abraham and Sarah were both rewarded for their faith, but what is clearly revealed in the initial portion of this scripture is Abraham's vitality and hunger for God. He didn't just idle through life, lazily awaiting his breakthrough, he was busy running around, excited, eager to reach out to strangers. He didn't walk, he ran! From the moment God asked Abraham to move away from his home, going to a place he knew not, Abraham followed God with obedience. He had such a deep hunger for those things that pleased His heavenly Father.

This story causes me to examine my position in Christ in awaiting His return and what follows. I am anxiously awaiting His return with a deep, deep, insatiable hunger and thirst for righteousness' sake. Please illuminate our paths, dear Lord, so that we will be found faithful when You come. 

 I BOW

by Bethel 

 

 [Verse 1]
Where would I run                                                                                                                                       But to the throne of mercy
Where would I kneel
But at this cross of grace
How great the love
How strong the hand that holds us
Beautiful, so beautiful

[Chorus]
So here, I bow, to lift You high
Jesus, be glorified
In all things, for all my life
I am Yours, forever Yours

 [Verse 2]
There is a King
Who bore the scars of healing
There is a Son
Who came in grace and truth
How great the love
That carries us to kindness
Wonderful, You’re wonderful

[Chorus]
So here, I bow, to lift You high
Jesus, be glorified
In all things, for all my life
I am Yours, forever Yours

[Bridge]
God here, and now, be lifted high
Right here, and now, be glorified
God of heaven and earth
God who brought me back to life
I am Yours, forever Yours
God here, and now, be lifted high
Right here, and now, be glorified
God of heaven and earth
God who brought me back to life
I am Yours, forever Yours

[Chorus]
So here, I bow, to lift You high
Jesus, be glorified
In all things, for all my life
I am Yours, forever Yours

[Outro]
So here, I bow, to lift You high
Jesus, be glorified
In all things, and for all my life
I am Yours, forever Yours ...

Day 351 Valued

 

12/17/2025

"...because you did not know the time of your visitation."

Luke 19:44

"Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision!

For the day of the LORD is near in the

valley of decision."

Joel 3:14

 

Recently I received a notice from Google that my email account was at 70% capacity, that means I was running out of storage space. I had been saving articles from the Christian new sources along with other information, filing it "for later," as I initially had every reason to believe that I'd have time to read it at a later time. Well, with the increase in the amount of emails I receive in a day massively piling up, the filing away for later has been taking up too much space. Now, I am going back and systematically deleting the majority of those I saved for another day. There will never come another day, and if I do need to know something, I can check the archives on the ministry sites. Gone are the days of filing away endless stacks of information that I probably won't need, as time changes everything. I have become quite the clutter bug! 

My life has been a bit topsy-turvy lately with so many things happening and the world colliding in the attempt to bring restoration and lasting change. It's a very sad thing to watch the change in people's lives, especially when it relates to those who used to follow Christ. I am experiencing once more the effects of a people who do not concern themselves with the needs of their fellow man. Being in the fix I am now without a car, relying on the kindness of others, opened my eyes to many things. Answering questions regarding the true meaning of Christmas with the Harvest online community, and examining my own thoughts about what Christmas should look like also gave me pause in considering the condition of our churches today. I have become quite disheartened when I watch what is actually happening versus the response of the church at large. We are very far from the church written about in the book of Acts, our "go and do likewise" admonition from the Lord. In chapter six of the book of Acts, the church is growing, increasing daily, but problems arise between the Hebrew Jews and the Greek-speaking Jewish regarding the daily food distribution to the widows. The apostles chose seven men of faith who could handle this need and other service ministries while they devoted themselves to studying and teaching the word. In some of our larger churches today, duties are delegated to deacons or other leaders within the church to handle these matters so that the pastor can devote himself to feeding the flock spiritually. Sadly, this sharing of duties is no longer working well in the churches, or at least I'm not seeing it, or experiencing the support. In fact I feel pretty forgotten. No one even followed up with me after my initial call for prayer. Why is that? Is that asking too much? Or am I asking the church to be the church Jesus wanted us to be where when one member suffers, so does the rest.  

"For the body is one and has many members, but all the members of that one body, being many, are one body, so also is Christ....And if one member suffers, all the members suffer with it; or if one member is honored, all the members rejoice with it." (1 Corinthians 12:12, 26).

Maybe I'm an old fuddy-duddy who is unfashionable in our busy society today. The point I am attempting to make doesn't really have anything to do with my small needs, rather, it happens to relate to the state of the churches in total today and how they are turning a blind eye to the things Jesus felt strongly about and fought to see changed. His Kingdom was not a military one, but His Kingdom was of heaven come down to earth to seek and save those who are lost kingdom where loving God and loving our neighbor was the message. It was about walking alongside of those who needed it. The lesser ones. The ones you help knowing they have nothing to give in return other than their "thank you." Since this is the Christmas season, I imagine in everyone's busyness, no one has time to help, because they are preoccupied with getting everything ready for their festivities, while those in need simply wait and watch, peeking in the windows while we gorge ourselves, hoping someone will place the leftovers in the outside trash bin.

In the grander scheme of things that's what has been happening in Israel, the promised land God gave to His people. The rise in antisemitism has grown so much, and evil fills the streets. Yesterday I mentioned the Bondi Beach incident and others, where churches remain silent. Thankfully, God sent a rescuer, a Muslim gentleman, who loves Israel, the Jewish people, Christians and all mankind, because he desires to live in peace. Ahmed Al Ahmed was born in Syria, but he is unique in his love for all people, especially today. His remarkable courage demonstrates this love. In the process of saving lives, he suffered wounds in his arm, and he has been hospitalized and has undergone surgery. When asked if he'd do it again, he was quick to respond by saying, "yes." So far church leaders have not risen up to say enough is enough. They hide safely behind their pulpits perhaps mentioning it briefly, and then it's pushed to the side, just as the 10/7/2023 massacre faded out of sight. Unless it affects someone in the local body, it eventually is forgotten. I can't forget. I won't look away. I would like to know how a nation that says it is a Christian nation allows people in office who spout hatred daily provoking violence, who finance and organize these hate demonstrations, and those who are not loyal to this country and who definitely do not stand with Israel. If we truly are a Christian nation, why is everyone overlooking what God says about His people throughout the Bible? 

I have been invited to Israel several times, by different ministries, but it is not so much that I cannot afford the trip, as it is with the response God gave me when I asked Him, "Should I go?" I heard His response, and it is "No." He reminded me of why I am here in Virginia, and He also reminded me that I was born in the nation of America. As His watchman on the wall, this is my area of service. Perhaps that's why I have been grounded for now, at the busiest time of the year?! It definitely isn't because I love to shop and buy stuff just to give stuff to people. No, that's not how I'm made. Long ago God taught me the value of knowing the difference between what I need and what I desire. I've had my days of comforting myself in a mound of stuffed animals and what basically amounts to a lot of clutter. Thankfully, emergency services has been gifted with many plush toys to give to children in crisis and to shelters for the same need. I still have some special stuffy friends, memories to hold tightly to when I am troubled and need a hug. 

On the Wednesday night Fire Power with Mario Murillo and Todd Coconato, Mario was speaking about the call to move out of our comfort zones and be part of the solution, as the fields are ripe with harvest with Generation Z kids who want truth, transparency, guidance in the word, line by line, book by book, just like I love it. The only way to teach. He spoke of honesty in social media and the testimonies of "great men" versus the testimonies of Russell Brand, Brandon Lake, and Jelly Roll. I am inclined to agree with him. Their Fire Power spot on Wednesday on YouTube are well worth the wait, plus they only tell the truth based on God's word, not the whim or opinion of man! The watered down word is not needed or wanted by these kids, and we older followers of Christ don't want to hear it either. I don't care if a church has a spiritual gifts and prophesy group. As Billy Graham said, "Stick to the Book!"

 

Day 350 Forgive Us

 

12/16/2012

"I will bless those who bless you,

and I will curse him who curses you; 

and in you all the families of the 

earth shall be blessed."

Genesis 12:3

  

Over the past few days I have been horrified and deeply distressed over the news concerning the heartless murder of innocent people enjoying the first night of Hanukkah on the Bondi Beach in Sydney, Australia by two men, a father and his son, who were allegedly trained prior to this tragedy in how to carry out this terrorist attack on Jewish citizens. A group of 1,000 were gathered for this celebration that thankfully more slaughter was avoided by the heroic efforts of a man who heard the noise and rushed to see what was happening. Last count there were 16 deaths, including a ten year old little girl, Matilda, with many still in critical condition in the hospital fighting for their lives. 

It is my understanding that a home in California was riddled with 20 rounds by a drive by shooter when Hanukkah lights and celebration were noticed in a neighborhood. 

Prior to that, again in our own country a man walks into a classroom at Brown University in Providence, Rhode Island, murdering a Jewish teacher in her class on Judaic studies. Two people were killed and nine injured in this antisemitic cruelty.

Each day a new tragedy seems to unfold in one area of our world or another. In our own streets violence has been ongoing for quite some time, thanks to open borders encouraging evil to be welcomed putting all lives in jeopardy. Voters have elected antisemitic and anti-Christian leaders into office, but this doesn't surprise me as there has been similar action over the years with the wholesale slaughter of unborn and new born children, who, if they survive the abortion attempt, are allowed to lie defenseless and unattended until the doctor and mother decide if they want to keep the child, or if they just want to murder the child outright in even colder blood. This is ironic in a culture that seems to care more about animal cruelty than the sanctity of human life. Plus, worse actions are being allowed in our One Nation Under God country. Tell me, where are the Bible teaching, Christ following believers? Where are the pastors who are educating their flock? 

While I care about all lives, at this time I want to address the rising hatred of antisemitism that is being allowed in our nation. More specifically I wonder what it will take for the church to wake up and stand up for Israel. The church has been silent about Israel period! The massacre on October 7, 2023, was mentioned but a brief period of time. I made efforts to connect certain churches in my area with my contacts in the American branch of the International Christian Embassy Jerusalem (ICEJ) to visit their churches to educate the pastors and congregations regarding the error of Replacement Theology (supersessionism) being taught in the church and theological seminaries. This teaching suggests that the Church has replaced Israel as God's chosen people, inheriting all its promises, suggesting that the New Covenant of Christ replaces the Old. This deception is clearly shown as false by reading Chapters 9 - 11 of Romans, written by Paul the Apostle to the Gentiles, appointed by Jesus Himself. Sadly, the church did not respond.

Recently in our ICEJ prayer calls, discussing the rise of antisemitism and the root of the origin going back 1700 years to the First Council in Nicaea in 325 AD, the speaker stated: "If you are not supporting Israel, you do not know God." I wholehearted agree with this sentiment. I cannot understand how seemingly educated men and women of God can be so ignorant when it comes to our Hebraic roots as Christ-followers. The first thing I love to point out to the ignorant is that "Jesus Christ is the King of the Jews, because He is a Jew!" The entire Bible that we claim as our own was written by the Jewish prophets, apostles, and teachers. We owe the people of Israel a huge debt of gratitude, and we owe everything to God Almighty and our Lord Jesus Christ for allowing us - Gentile born again believers in Jesus Christ - to be grafted into the family of God where we are now permitted to be called sons and daughters of the most high God with privileges. I feel very grateful, humbled beyond any imagining, to be grafted into the vine of Christ who the Living Vine! The same Jesus who CHOSE to leave heaven and come to earth as a newborn baby in the worse of circumstances, just so He could grow up faced with every insult, injury, and horrible treatment so He could obey His Father and die the death of a despised criminal on a cross. I am appalled that the entire truth regarding Jesus is being conveniently removed by pastors and teachers. Does anyone ever think about the heartbreak we cause God when we deny His Son and HIS Chosen People? He never denied them, and all through the Old Testament God made that truth extremely clear. There has and there always will be a remnant, and that includes a remnant of truth-seeking Gentile believers. 

Am I angry - I'd say so, but more than that, I am disappointed and ashamed. Each day I repent for these sins, beginning with my own in not being able to educate and help people understand, and as I repent corporately for the Church, the collective Church, who say they follow Christ, but all the while are following their own beliefs. May God have mercy on our souls. In this season recognizing the birth of our Dear Savior, what will it take to awaken the Church? Will we continue to remain ignorant of what the Bible says? Will we continue to vote in leaders who are anti-Israel, anti-God, anti-anything that is pure and godly? How long will the Christians choose to not vote, or not speak out? I am so tired of friends telling me they admire what I am doing when they at least could make a phone call or sign a letter or dole out a dollar toward the support of American Jewish families whose husbands are fighting for Israel? I would like to think that American citizens living elsewhere with dual-citizenship would rush to this country's aid should an attack of that magnitude occur on American soil. And it could with the rise of Muslims taking over our cities, eventually with Sharia Law or with drug cartel fighting back. This is what certain lawmakers have been hoping to achieve through their unlawful acts in our cities. Is anyone listening? This is America, and many heroes have shed their blood to ensure we remain safe here in our country, our Sovereign nation, just like Israel.

So before anyone reading this comments or makes crude remarks, educate yourself. If you're a Christian, read the word, especially the book of Romans, chapters 9 - 11. And most important, get on your knees before God and repent and seek Him with your whole heart. Besides rallying support the best I know how, I am praying, including prayers of forgiveness, asking God to forgive those who are doing this harm, because as Jesus said from the cross, "...they know not what they do." 

Day 349 What is Faith?

 

12/15/2025

"Faith is daring to do something 

regardless of the consequences."  

 

Today is the second night of lighting the Hanukkah candles. I did not mention the first evening that began at sunset Sunday night, because with all the tragedy, there just are no words. Hanukkah better known as Festival of Lights is supposed to be a celebration of the miracle of the oil when the second temple was re-dedicated to the Lord. Jesus called the festival the Festival of Dedication, and He attended the celebration with His disciples. I believe I have spoken on the entire message behind the celebration. It is not a commanded feast of the Lord, as the other feasts that are observed by the Jewish people. Here is a brief description of the history of Hanukkuh from Sergeant Major Chaim Malespin of the IDF and CEO of the Aliyah Return Center in Jerusalem:  

"You see, about a hundred years earlier, the Seleucid Empire had conquered Judea (Israel) and heavily persecuted the people. They burned Torah scrolls and forbade the Jewish people from worshiping God. They even went so far as to set up an idol of Zeus in the Temple—God’s Temple!

One of the priestly families, called the Maccabees, led a revolt against this evil regime. Despite the odds being against them, they managed to regain freedom and autonomy from the Seleucid Empire.

One of the most important tasks after this victory was to cleanse and rededicate the Temple to God. They removed all the idols and purified it from all impurities.

One of the special elements of the Temple was the seven-branched lampstand. This lampstand required special oil, and in their search, they found only enough pure, kosher oil to keep it burning for one day. It would take eight days to press and prepare new oil. However, by a miracle, the oil burned for eight days! This was a miracle of light.

And there, during this festival, the greatest miracle of Light entered the Temple—Yeshua Himself.

Some recognized the Light, while others did not. There in the Temple, He was confronted by those who did not believe that God could come as a man.Yeshua told them plainly that He and the Father are one. They could not see it. They saw Yeshua as merely a man. Yeshua had to escape from them and went to the Jordan River, where John had once baptized many people. There, several Jewish locals gathered and their eyes were open. They believed that Yeshua was who He said He was! You can read the full account of this story in John 10:22–42.

I pray that this holiday season of light, we would have ears to hear the Shepherd, and eyes to see."

I have been observing this celebration by lighting the candles for two years now, as I learn more about the traditions of the Jewish nation through my association with the International Christian Embassy Jerusalem. It also increases my hunger to know more and more about the history of the Jewish people. I have been amazed at how much I actually have learned at the feet of Jesus over my many years of walking with Him and reading and studying the scriptures myself. Sadly I have not always had the blessing of having a pastor who taught the whole counsel of the Word, so I went to the Source. I wish more people would follow that path, then perhaps our world would not be such a dark place, and the younger kids would not be so confused. I always took the word literally as it is written, so I never had a problem with the Jewish nation being God's chosen people. I am grateful that He loved me, and because I loved Him, I became part of the One New Man. Understanding more as I read and re-read the scriptures has been the joy of my life.

 

Yesterday we were saddened by the news from Sydney, Australia, as we received a first-hand witness from a member of our prayer group, who lives in Australia. I am referring to the Bondi Beach shooting of the Jewish gathering celebrating Hanukkah who were shot down by a father and son, killing 12 people and wounding up to 60, many who are in critical condition. The victims included a young school girl and a holocaust survivor. One brave gentleman ran over and grabbed the gun from one of the shooters. He was there with his two children, eating lunch, and when he heard the shots he went to see what was happening. Many are calling him a hero, and I honor the selfless act he performed, putting his own life in jeopardy. What an example to follow, and the hero just happened to be a Muslim man. As to why these two men did this crime is still unknown. But it happened just as many other things in our nation and world are happening now on a daily basis.

 

In California a family had 40 bullets shot into their home when they saw the Hanukkah lights. I'm surprised no one has noticed mine. There's nothing wrong with celebrating life. Why does there have to be so much hatred! I think that is one reason why I have felt so teary-eyed today. 

 

Today I saw a headline about the actor Rob Reiner and his wife, Michele, being murdered in their own home. Later, the headlines said that their son, Nick, had stabbed them. He had been in rehab for mental illness, and apparently things happened to him, and his parents did not listen, but why oh why would he resort to murder?! My own son struggles with mental health issues from trauma he suffered. The psychiatrists of this world only give more and more medication, and the counselors do not deal with the root of the problem. I have seen this over and over again in the case management clients I assisted when I was working. The difference is that I worked with the client and the doctors to ensure they had the proper care and balance of medication/treatment. This is not routinely done. There are so many job vacancies in Virginia alone for case managers or care coordinators. No one wants to work, because if the job is done correctly, it requires dedication and a listening ear and caring heart. Most who work now are overworked, but it is so rewarding when someone's life turns around, and they become free of the monkey on their backs - dependence on psych medications. I am praying for the day when my son will be free. Jesus sets us free! If only, if only someone would believe that truth. The enemy is good at twisting truth into lies and making people think they can never be well. But not my family! So devil beware!!

 

Yesterday I spoke about faith and the meaning based on the scriptures in Hebrews, chapter 1. I discussed the Hebrew hall of faith fame leaders in the Bible, and I shared a bit of their stories. Today I am looking at James that continues where Hebrews leaves off. James teaches that "faith without works is dead" (James 2:17). We know that we are not saved by works as Ephesians 2:8-9 clearly declares: "For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith - and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God - not by works, so that no one can boast." Only through accepting the sacrifice of Jesus Christ's shed blood on Calvary, can a man be redeemed from the curse of death. But James tells us that when we are born again by the Spirit of God our old lives begin to change, as we are transformed into the new man in Christ. His ways transform our old man into a brand new creation who delights in doing and follow the word of the Lord. Doing good works is the proof of our surrender and dedication to Jesus. James says in verse 17 that "So you see, it isn't enough just to have faith. You must also do good to prove that you have it. Faith that doesn't show itself by good works is no faith at all - it is dead and useless."

 

As believers and followers in Christ we have an obligation to stand up and speak out against the evil of this world. We are told to be the hands and feet of Jesus, sharing the Gospel of the message of Christ, loving our neighbors, bringing light into the darkness. This evil must be stopped, and the church, the real remnant of God's people, co-heirs with Christ in this world as sojourners until He returns, must awaken, rise up, and make a change. I have said this so many times before, but we must do better!

 

Day 348 Sunday Prayers

 

12/14/2025

"Prayer is the very life-breath of

true Christianity."  

 

Today has been a tough one again, although I have been encouraged through tears and laughter, song and mirth. Always, always I find comfort when I fall into His arms or climb into His lap or sit at His feet. Just knowing that He is forever faithful, always present, never too busy to listen, giver of hope and love and joy unspeakable and full of glory. When I consider His ways, His gentleness, compassion, mercy and grace, my response can only be love and extreme gratitude. No matter what comes my way, I can always say that "The joy of the Lord is my strength! (Nehemiah 8:10).

It is so much easier for a parent to endure pain and suffering than to watch a child go through it. I have had much experience along both lines - being the receiver and being the parent who witnesses heartbreak, disappointment, and worse things, some too terrible to say. Right now is one of those times when I honestly don't know what to do except put one foot before the other and trust unreservedly in the God of my salvation. Yesterday I spoke of the faithful saints written about in Hebrews 11, who dared to trust God without ever seeing the fulfillment of the promises He gave them. They walked in faith, sight unseen, never questioning, never doubting, simply obeying. Remember the favorite old hymn, Trust and Obey? It's a timeless classic, so let me remind you of the words:

"When we walk with the Lord
in the light of his word,
what a glory he sheds on our way!
While we do his good will,
he abides with us still,
and with all who will trust and obey." 

Refrain:
"Trust and obey, for there's no other way
to be happy in Jesus, but to trust and obey." 

"Not a burden we bear,
not a sorrow we share,
but our toil he doth richly repay;
not a grief or a loss,
not a frown or a cross,
but is blest if we trust and obey." [Refrain] 

"But we never can prove
the delights of his love
until all on the altar we lay;
for the favor he shows,
for the joy he bestows,
are for them who will trust and obey." [Refrain]

"Then in fellowship sweet
we will sit at his feet,
or we'll walk by his side in the way;
what he says we will do,
where he sends we will go;
never fear, only trust and obey." [Refrain]

Do you remember the words of this old hymn? It was and still is one of my favorites, as it reminds me to remain firmly planted, trusting in the Lord to guide me and keep me. Over the past week since the accident I have kept myself uplifted by studying the word of God and in singing choruses and hymns. I have been wailing out the chords like a rusty piano in English, Spanish, and the little Hebrew I have learned. Sometimes all three at once! Mostly, I have been remembering how much I have been cared for over the many years of living alone, and as I share my testimony, which is almost daily, the one word to describe my life has been AMAZING! I have no great wealth, rather limited funds, so I laugh wholeheartedly when I see the question in advertisements about how long $200,000 or less can last in retirement. I laugh harder when I see that gold is the only solution for the sinking dollar. It's not what we have or how much we have that describes our inherent worth or value in this world today, although most think it is. And the only security is faith in Jesus Christ. Most think less of that statement, even the church. I grew up with my dad self-employed, then employed as a mechanic at McLean's Trucking Company, no longer in existence. I think he also sold Bond Bread, no longer in existence. My mama never worked very much, but for a very limited time she was employed by the Green Stamp Store, no longer in existence. I remember the name of her supervisor was Gertie. Thanks to this store, I was able to get furniture and other necessities for my daughter when she was a baby, even if damaged or returned. I've lived with used furniture and hand me downs, but when I was able, I'd share my baby items and clothing to someone in need. I even gave my wedding gown to a friend, and I sewed a green satin bridesmaid gown for a lady for $30. I've been an entrepreneur my entire life, but I never did it for personal gain. I did it to survive, and if someone needed help, I was proud to help. I learned these values from my parents and grandparents and from my Savior, who was and remains the great Giver of all. I think generosity of spirit has been lost in this "me first" world. I thank God for my family who were able to make me feel like the richest person in the world. They too were givers.

As I sit here, listening to Pastors Jack and Greg, I sing wholeheartedly as I consider the days ahead. I'm sitting her waiting. I don't know what will happen, what I will be told about my car, but I am trusting God to meet my needs, as He always has. My eyes are trained on Him:

 "I will lift up my eyes unto the hills -

from whence comes my help?

My help comes from the LORD, who made

heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot 

to be moved; He who keeps you will not

slumber. Behold, He who keeps Israel shall

neither slumber nor sleep."

Psalm 121:1-4  

 

Day 347 Sabbath - Greater Faith

 

12/13/2025

 "What is faith? It is the confident assurance that

something we want is going to happen. It is the certainty

that what we hope for is waiting for us, even 

though we cannot see it up ahead."

Hebrews 11:1

 

God always gives us what we need at just the right time. Many times I have to giggle, because His ways of ensuring I'm listening are so insightful. Sometimes I wonder why I worry about things at all, because simple faith and trust in the One who holds me in the palm of His hand, His righteous right hand, is for certain. Today when I opened my Bible to the passage of scripture for today I found myself in the eleventh chapter of Hebrews, better known as the faith chapter. Reading about the Old Testament saints in the hall of faith fame reawakened my heart to the faithfulness of our God who calls us to walk in obedience, even if we don't know where the road is leading. People may find that irresponsible and a bit foolish in our practical world we live in. It certainly does not seem to be the road to success in the modern man's opinion, but I don't follow the counsel of the world. That in itself frustrates many people who are in opposition to those who choose to walk as I do.

My life is very simple, and I really don't ask for much or expect anything other than respect and kindness. Many times I have been shown neither, but my response towards others is merciful, kind, and forgiving. As I grow older and walk more closely to our Lord, my compassion grows, and I can see what Jesus meant when He told Abba to "forgive them because they don't know what they're doing." People are so blinded by the chaos, confusion, and outright lies and ugliness in our world today. I choose not to walk in that world. As a follower of Jesus Christ I am only passing through, as my eternal citizenship is in heaven, but while I am here, I occupy and live my life as unto the LORD. If I can walk following the example of the faithful saints of Hebrews chapter eleven, then my life will be full and productive and bring honor to my God and King. That's why I'm here! 

In this passage of scripture the writer first mentions Abel, who walked in faith through obedience to God in bringing a suitable sacrifice to the Lord, and God accepted His gift. His brother Cain's sacrifice was not done as God commanded, hence his gift was not acceptable to the Lord, and Abel died from Cain's intense jealousy. Enoch trusted God too, and because of his walk of faith, God took him away one day to live with Him in heaven. That's quite a transfer! How I wish my faith in God could be like that. He was the first saint to be taken to heaven until Elijah was taken by a chariot. 

Noah listened to God's warning concerning sinful man and the destruction of the world by flooding when the earth had never seen rain. But, in faith Noah built the first boat, an ark that took a hundred years to build while he tried to witness to the people. Only his family and the animals were spared, but imagine the faith it took to listen to people mock him for that long, then they suffered the curse of death from unbelief and sin. Noah and his family were then tasked with beginning all over and re-populating the world. Of course, the sinful nature still resided within man, as it will continue until the day Jesus returns to take His faithful followers home. But Noah was considered faithful, even though his son brought further sin and hatred into the land through a curse on his son, Canaan. We are witnessing the results of that sin still today.

Abraham was chosen by God to be the father to his chosen people before he even had a son! Sarah, his wife, was barren, and they were both advanced in age, yet God spoke, Abraham believed and by faith in God, He became the father of Isaac, who was the father of Jacob, whose name was changed to Israel. Jacob became the leader of the chosen people, and through his sons the twelve tribes of Israel were born. Even though Abraham and Sarah became impatient in waiting for the fulfillment of the promise of a son, and they decided to "help" God resulting in the birth of Ishmael, God still considered them faithful. Issac was the promised son of Abraham, born through Sarah. God had Abraham offer up his only son, Isaac as a sacrifice to Him, but God stopped him, as He was merely testing Abraham, and somehow Abraham had faith that God would supply the sacrifice. This was a foreshadowing of God offering His only begotten Son as the Lamb of God who took away the sins of the world. The perfect Passover Lamb who freely gave His life to ransom ours from sin and death and hell. From the foundation of the world Christ freely gave Himself for us. God is all knowing (Omniscient), always present (Omnipresent), and all powerful (Omnipotent). Nothing is a surprise to Him. And He changes not. 

Jacob went through his own set of troubles, but his faithfulness, as I mentioned, is duly-noted in scripture as faithful. Then there's Moses, who felt that he was not the right man for the job when God called him into service to rescue His people from Pharaoh. We all know how the story goes. The scripture continues with the names of others, stating that if all who were faithful to God were listed that it would take too long to relate. Can you imagine the long list that would follow? One day I hope to hear all the stories told and retold, and we will have adequate time to listen and rejoice! An eternity!

I want my life to be counted as faithful to the Lord. I owe Him my life, and I am grateful more and more as each day goes by. I hope that my testimony shared personally, on what I post and comment on Facebook or what I write in my blogs as my testimony will lead others to know the Christ I love, the One who died for all, and who wants to spend eternity in fellowship with those who choose to follow Him. I cannot explain the depth of love and compassion He has given me for all people, even those who are not following Him. I pray for all to come to know Him, the incredible richness of His glory, but sadly, there will be those who choose to walk away. This saddens me, because it breaks His heart more than it ever could mine. 

I pray that we each will take the time He has given us as sojourners in this land to use it to bring glory and honor to His Name. There is no better life, no better service but to live for Christ, even if it means death, as He died for us. To some this is a hard saying, but I live to see His face, the One who gave everything for me. As He did for you. May we bring glory, honor and praise to His Great Name! 

Day 346 From My Heart

 

12/12/2025 

 "Forever, O LORD, Your word is settled

in heaven. Your faithfulness endures to all generations; 

You established the earth, and it abides."

Psalm 119:89-90

 

Life sure can change suddenly; one minute all is seemingly going along well, except for the usual bumps in the road, but then...! So this week has been a bit disconcerting, as you know, if you've been following my story. I must say that I still am not certain how to react to all of it, as I sit and wait. I don't feel depressed or otherwise discouraged, but I don't like to wait around when I need to make a decision. But, for now I am chilling as best I can. I am choosing to focus on what I can do, rather than what I have no control over. I don't think we have as much control as we'd like to think we have anyway. As a follower of Christ I surrendered my life to Him. I know that nothing can come my way, unless He allows it. If something happens, then I consider that I have something to learn. I always have something to learn, and I always have much more room for improvement as I walk with Jesus daily. So, I am going to attempt to keep my focus on Jesus, waiting to see how my life will play out. What else can I do?

Today I was able to share with a friend about our children, how the enemy is out to destroy them. In case anyone has noticed, things are happening at record speed daily, and not just in regard to Israel. An arch enemy of Israel is trying to gain entrance and destroy them, and at the same time, it has gained entrance into America, and we need to stand up and take notice. I was speaking with a pastor friend yesterday, and I expressed my concern about the church not educating their flock or congregation about what is happening in our world, especially as it relates to Israel. People have listened to others, even in the church, and formulated opinions, and quite honestly and bluntly, God is not interested in what we think, but He is very much interested in how we respond according to His written word. I'd say, based on this election in Virginia, that He is not well-pleased, otherwise people would have voted more responsibly, checked out agendas, and seen the writing on the wall. I am thinking that many professing Christians just didn't vote, otherwise they are deceived as are so many Americans that good is evil and evil is good. I blame this attitude on the church, because as American citizens we must become educated about what is actually happening and how it will affect us, more importantly, our children. And we must base our decisions on the laws of God, not man's opinions. The enemy - the devil - wants to kill our children or control them. A plan has been put in place, yet the country is not seeing or hearing, as the truth of what the enemy's agenda truly states is being openly declared by the enemy itself. I repent on behalf of myself as an American, and corporately for my State and country, and I beg God's mercy and deliverance from the control of the Muslims in our country and Sharia Law. It's not coming, it is already here! I spoke to someone who knew nothing about the 10/7/2023 massacre in Israel nor did she know about the horrific murders in Nigeria, not to mention other areas of our world that have been going on for decades. I believe in limiting social media and the untrustworthy news sources, but there are honest reporters, and the truth must be heard and people made aware. It's not meant to make people afraid, but it is intended to make us aware and responsible.

Every time we turn around there is some disgruntled person or persons complaining about something (or everything) that our President does or does not do. The man has been under attack since he announced he was running for office the very first time. As followers of Christ we are told to pray for our leaders, regardless of who they are, so that we may have peace. If we would follow the word of the Lord, doing what it says to do, our lives would be easier. The Bible says that "A house divided against itself cannot stand," and we would do well to pray for our leaders rather than rake them over the coals. We tell God that we trust Him, but in truth, we trust Him very little, otherwise we would heed His Word. It is time to walk in wisdom to those who are ignorant or blinded by lies and coverups. May our speech be with grace, seasoned with salt, not with venom and prideful arrogance, walking in integrity, rather than ignorance and vengeance. Why can't we play nicely. As Christians, we should be leading the way!

I try so hard to live my life based on godly precepts, showing kindness to others, even when none is returned. We do not honor those who act irresponsibly or wrongfully, and we must learn to stop listening to those who are obviously speaking wrongfully, hatefully, but stand for the safety and well-being of our nation and world. Our children need to see us living our lives based on the integrity of God's laws and teaching them to be secure in the person God created them to be, walking in dignity.

Maybe I just appear to be spouting words to some, but I am tired of having to fight so hard when the truth is so clear and easy to follow. I don't understand how any clear-headed person can accept the mess and fight so hard against a President and his administration who is working to right the wrongs. He's not perfect, none of us are. But there should be a clear understanding of what is good versus what is evil, and we need to figure out whom we serve. 

Day 345 Small Things

 

12/11/2025

"Peace I leave with you, My peace I give up to you;

not as the world gives do I give to you.

Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid."

John 14:27

 

I had to laugh when I saw the above photo with the caption "Bit of a mess, but doin' my best...and feelin' blessed!" That about sums up my life for the past few weeks, but this week hit an all time "mess!" Waiting around for answers has never been my favorite thing to do, but it seems with each passing day that the challenge grows greater. I would say a few words about friends in time of need, but I don't really want to bring my focus down. Right now I'm doing well...and yes! feeling blessed!

I love it that we can be a mess on the inside but on the outside the joy of the Lord shines through. The darkness can never extinguish the light of Christ from our hearts. Today my son needed a little help with getting to one of the utility companies to pay the bill. A friend was gracious enough to call and offer to take him up the road, about a 5 minute drive, as we live in the same neighborhood. She also offered to help us with groceries, but I didn't really feel the need was urgent. My sister, however, offered to come and take me tomorrow, again up the road a few miles. I figured the worst case scenario would be for me to either pull out my bicycle and pedal the two miles to the store or else I could walk. It is pretty cold these days, even in the middle of the day, to walk to the mailbox, so I was grateful to my sister and my friend for the support. 

For the most part I spent my day preparing for my Bible study group this evening, completing my personal Bible reading, and finishing a blog. As usual, I am behind by a day, but I guess it is understandable given the past few days since the accident on Tuesday. I think I'm still in shock, and my son is still feeling the sting bodily and mentally. Now we're at the mercy of my auto insurance company and the mechanic. Both my son and I believe in miracles, as we do believe that miracles exist today, but that is another subject. 

My daughter called to cheer us up in the midst of our storm, even though she continues to battle her own sorrows with chronic illness and financial challenges. The fun never ends! But we both agree that God is good, and He has given us so much. How can we not continue to praise and thank Him for His wonderful blessings?! She has been ministering to others by leaving a voice message on her telephone. She calls her ministry "Hugs for Your Heart," and she includes a personal message, songs, testimonies, bits of messages from favorite pastors, and a lot of fun and comfort. She been doing some different types of messages. I personally think the radio should feature her as a spiritual uplift. The world can certainly use a bit of cheering up in the midst of the incredible evil that has been unleashed. So I'm praying that God makes a way. One thing that is really special about her messages is that she always ends with a quotation from Mother Teresa: "Do small things with great love." It's a special message all in itself to encourage the listener to never think they have nothing to offer to another person. Each one has a gift given by God, and we all work together to make the world a better place, if our hearts and minds are stayed on Christ Jesus as Lord and Savior of our lives. That most definitely is a prerequisite to real blessing, because without Jesus there is no real hope. He is the way, the truth, and the life!

I hope that whatever you may be going through as you read this blog that the hope of Christ shines brightly in your hearts. If not, run to Him, and you will never feel alone again. My family has been and continues to battle against the enemy of our souls who wants to stop us from sharing the Gospel of Jesus Christ with all who need a Savior and desire to do a course change in their lives. It begins with surrender, being tired of the emptiness of the life one is living now, and reaching out to take hold of His outstretched hand. Don't delay, make that decision today.

It's late, and once again, it's time to call this a day. It seems it is later than many realize. Dare to hope, dare to trust! And remember..."do small things with great love."   

Day 344 Hodu L'Adonai ki tov

 

12/10/2025

"Jesus is not only the Great, 

He is the Only!"

Daily Walk Bible

 

This morning the sun shined brightly on another day to praise Him! "Hodu L'Adonai ki tov. Ki l'olam chasdo." It means "Give thanks to the Lord for He is good for His steadfast love endures forever." This verse for this Hebrew song is taken from Psalm 136:1, and as I sang it, my spirit lifted. I woke up refreshed, and although yesterday was filled with sadness, this morning was fresh and new. Awakened  early again, rather than think about the accident, I chose to think on the words of Philippians 4:4-8:

"Rejoice in the Lord always. Again I will say, rejoice! Let your gentleness be known to all men. The Lord is at hand. Be anxious for nothing but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Finally, brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there is any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy - meditate on these things." 

So my day began on a happy note and continued through the day. Today marked the birthday of my older son, so thinking about him, all he had endured the past year, and how God had brought him through these horrific days, was more reason to praise. He is now cancer free, and he has a new job. He's still in his nice, new home in the area he loves. It may not be everything he wants, but it is all good news! We have every reason to rejoice and be glad. Not that I needed a reason, as He is good always! To be honest, I was a little surprised that I was doing so well, especially after kicking myself so many times over the "if only" thoughts that came from outside sources - the devil's henchmen - trying to drag me down into the rabbit hole of defeat. But in His mercy and incredible grace, once more God delivered me from a self-centered mood. It was a quiet day, and while my son rested from the mental drain and physical pain of yesterday, I focused on my birthday son.  

It's interesting, because in my study group for Harvest Ministries, we have been discussing the prophecies concerning the birth of Jesus, and how God brought His plan to pass in the "fullness of time." One of the questions asked was to think of an experience we may have had where God's timing was perfect. I have experienced being in God's timing, and I've experienced being out of His timing or will for my life. I was following the whim of my husband, who did not care about timing, as he was determined to do things his way. This never works out, as we all sadly found out. When I thought about the accident yesterday, I could not honestly consider this as God's timing, only as His mercy in protecting my son from harm. But at least it made me think. Whatever happens in life, God can turn around for good for those who love Him and who are called according to His purpose (Romans 8:28). 

My prayer calendar quoted the following quotation taken from Max Lucado's book Six Hours One Friday:

"And though God's people often forgot their God, God didn't forget them. He kept His word.... He never gives up. When Joseph was dropped into a pit by his own brothers, God didn't give up. When Moses said, 'Here I am, send Aaron,' God didn't give up. When the delivered Israelites wanted Egyptian slavery instead of milk and honey, God didn't give up."   

"When God became flesh and was the victim of an assassination attempt before He was two years old, He didn't give up. When the people from His own home town tried to push Him over a cliff, He didn't give up. When His brothers ridiculed Him, He didn't give up. When He was accused of blaspheming God by people who didn't fear God, He didn't give up.... God would give up His only Son before He'd give up on you."

Wow! That's a lot to consider, but it proves my point that God's love, His grace, and mercy is new every morning. This is why we can sing "Give thanks to the Lord for He is good, and His steadfast love endures forever." 

Day 343 I Remember

 

12/9/2025 

"Through the LORD's mercies we are not

consumed, because His compassions fail not.  

They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness.

The LORD is my portion, says my soul,

Therefore I hope in Him!" 

Lamentations 3:22-24 

 

I awakened early, but I really didn't know why, I just knew I was to be up, even though I had not been asleep for long. I sat a while and prayed, because it was so peaceful. Mia was sleeping in my chair peacefully, so in deference to her, I remained seated in my bed. Later, after my son got up, and we chatted, I discovered some concerning matters, but he assured me that he was alright. He had made plans to change the oil on my car at a friend's house in a warm garage. I thought he had connected with his friend and that all was well, but I found out later, that this was not so. Not too longer after he had left the house, I got a phone call from him saying he had been in an accident. He had been run off the road by a fast driver, who kept going even though he saw my son's peril. The roads were icy, so my son was going slowly, but it doesn't take much to slip, slide, and crash into a guard rail, especially when someone is barreling up a narrow country road in the ice. Thanks to God and His divine intervention my son's life was spared. The car's fate is awaiting a decision, so at the moment we are without a car. Strangely I am not concerned about it. My dad's old Crown Victoria is being fixed in the interim. I really don't know what that will entail. 

I kicked myself a lot about this dilemma. I blamed myself, he blamed himself, and his friend blamed himself for not following up. Hindsight! My son always feels that God has reason for things like this happening, and I agree with him. I have some thoughts about it all, but God hasn't really revealed it to me for certain yet. We still have some talking to do. I sat here and couldn't budge myself from this state of shock, but the real shock came when seeing the photos and then the car. I've never been in an accident, so I was ignorant of many things, but we managed through it. I hope I never have to go through anything like this again. 

For the past "while" I have been troubled over many things, and my quiet time has been disturbed and inconsistent. I love my time with the Lord, alone, listening, singing, but sometimes prayer calls interrupt my time with Jesus. The calls are important, but as I have said countless times, I must have His presence to carry me through. I've had some health challenges, but although irritating and distracting at times, I hang in there, and God hangs with me. I'm waiting for that to be healed too. Actually, aside from some blows to the head and falling from trees and falling off curbs, I do pretty well for an ole lady my age. I stay active and moving. But I won't be untruthful about serving the Lord, there is a high cost for service, answering the call to intercession and discipleship, and I guess I am just a little raw right now. In more ways than one.  

I need to sit down and evaluate some things, and I need to get super busy on doing things around here. If I do consider a part time job, I need to know it is God's will. Or if I am to continue to write, then I must get busy with putting all the pages together. It's all in God's perfect timing. But, I no longer feel the "inkling" to "help" God, as if I could. He sees me, and He definitely knows my heart, so I'll just sit a while and chat with Him until the next step is certain. The one thing I do not want to do is anything outside of His timing or will. I've surrendered, and I have responded to His call to come back here to Virginia. Although it's already been four years, and honestly, I don't see much I've accomplished at improving the value of the home, still it doesn't seem important. Everything except Him is "stuff." 

Things are happening so fast as far as the prophetic timeline is concerned. It is exciting to watch, yet at the same time it is very concerning, because the players are not getting the message, and it is critical that they do. We need the church to rise up and take their place, so the messes can be corrected. In the meantime, as I am muddling through the human side of things, as opposed to the spiritual, which coincide in my life, I am sitting here remembering all He has done for me. The one thing I have is my testimony of His saving grace, and the many miracles He has brought to me and my family. The enemy is trying hard to kill, steal, and destroy my family, but He cannot have what or who does not belong to him. They belong to Jesus, and through the power of the blood, there they remain. It's a battle, but I remember every detail of my life, every time I've slipped and fallen or crashed headlong into one of my wrong decisions. He kept me then, and He's keeping me and my family now. I will always remember! 

Day 342 The Fullness of Time

 

12/8/2025

"Let it be to me according to your word."

Luke 1:38

 

Imagine what it must have been like for Mary when the angel Gabriel appeared to her to tell her that she was favored of the Lord? Then he continues with the rest of the message about how she will give birth to a child who will be the Savior of the world? She was a young teenager, betrothed to Joseph, so naturally she has a few questions for Gabriel. But her response in the end was "Let it be to me according to your word." She realized that this would mean accusations from others, and what would Joseph think or say! Still, without reservations, she said, "Yes, Lord."  Thankfully, Gabriel also went to see Joseph with a message to take Mary as his wife, and he did. I cannot begin to think how that must have been, and how strategically God had planned the birth of Jesus out knowing how others would respond. And thank God, thank You, Lord for loving us so much to work things out so meticulously. God with us. 

Mary is not the only one in scripture who dared to take a chance on following Jesus, listening and believing His words. The woman with the issue of blood for twelve years had exhausted all her money going to doctors without result. She was mocked, shunned, threatened, and forbidden to be near anyone or else they would be unclean because of her being unclean. She braved the crowds, shoved her way to Jesus, just to fall down and touch the hem of His garment. Instantly she was healed, and Jesus recognized her great faith. This is how our Lord is. He's a healer, deliverer, and much, much more. He is the Prince of Peace, Mighty God, the Everlasting Father, the great I am. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever, just as the word says. And He is still in the miracle-working business today.

The prophets foretold of a King who would come to save the world and make things right. In Genesis 49:10 it reads: The scepter shall not depart from Judah,  nor a lawgiver from between his feet, until Shiloh comes; and to Him shall be the obedience of the people." Then in Numbers 24:17: "I see Him, but not now; I behold Him, but  not near; a Star shall come out of Jacob; a Scepter shall rise out of Israel, and batter the brow of Moab, and destroy all the sons of tumult." Naturally, the Pharisees and the children of Israel believed that a King would come to rule and reign, but they missed so many of the passages throughout the Bible speaking of His service to others. They were not expecting His message or His method. It's the same with us today, even after He works so wonderfully in our lives. We do not understand, but soon we will.

In God's own time He orchestrated how Jesus would be born, when, why, how, answering all the questions throughout the Old Testament, and yet the message was missed. They did not understand. When Jesus came, His first message was "Repent, for the Kingdom of God is at hand." That was the message of John the Baptist. "Repent" simply means to turn your life around. Go the other way. And this was the message Jesus taught. 

God's timing is not our own, and the people grew so tired of waiting, of being under the domination of the Roman government. The message that Jesus preached was of a Kingdom not of man, but of God, a Kingdom of love. The scriptures talk about "the fullness of time." Much like Ecclesiastes says, "To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven" (Ecclesiastes 3:1).  After the exile for 40 years in Babylon, the children of Israel returned to rebuild the temple, first, and then they rebuilt the walls of Jerusalem and the homes. God used a tyrannical leader to first have them exiled for disobedience, and then, God used Cyrus to bring them back. There were, however, four hundred years of silence, without a word from God or a prophet, until God sent John the Baptist to prepare the way. In between this time, the Jews suffered much persecution. But God remembered, and He is true to His word and His covenant.

"But when the fullness of the time had come, God sent forth His Son, born of a woman, born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law, that we might receive the adoption as sons. And because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into your hearts, crying out, 'Abba Father!'" (Galatians 4:4-6).

The book of Ephesians puts it so clearly in verses 4-10: "Just as He chose us in Him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and without blame before Him in love, having predestined us to adoption as sons by Jesus Christ to Himself, according to the good pleasure of His will, to the praise of the glory of His grace, by which He made us accepted in the Beloved. In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to t he riches of His grace which He made to abound toward us in all wisdom and prudence, having made known to us the mystery of His will, according to His good pleasure which He purposed in Himself, that in the dispensation of the fullness of the times He might gather together in one all things in Christ, both which are in heaven and which are on earth - in Him." 

God's good pleasure, before the world was created! God had a plan to ransom man back to Himself through His Son, Jesus Christ. And it gets even better, because God wants to make us one new man, Jew and Gentile, in unity together. But it all began with Mary saying "yes" to God's plan foretold from the beginning continuing until fullness of His time. Just as Mary said yes to God to obey His ways, His plans, so we in obedience need to consider our yes to Him. Mary gave up her reputation, and so did Joseph, just in knowing human nature and of the laws of the time. Amazing. It is my prayer that we will search our hearts and think about what it is that God requires us to do to say "yes" to Him risking all.