Day 39 The Journey

 

2/8/2026 

"Give me your tired, your poor, your

huddled masses yearning to breathe free."

Emma Lazurus

"The LORD is a refuge for the oppressed, a 

stronghold in time of trouble."

Psalm 9:9

 

Today I happened upon a quotation by Emma Lazurus (1849-1887), an American poet who was known as an activist and a forerunner to modern Zionism. She wrote powerful essays and poems that focused on the Jewish immigrants coming to make their homes in America, and she fought hard for their support and stood boldly against antisemitism. The quotation above is written on the base of the Statue of Liberty which stands as a welcoming beacon to all men and women, immigrants from the sea, seeking a new home in a country that is safe and free. It would appear as if this dream of solidarity offered to immigrants is eroding, but I don't feel that this is the case entirely, and it never could be as long as we remain One Nation Under God. Contrary to what protesters are saying, America stands as an open door for those needing safety and refuge and for those who desire to make a new life in America, as an American citizen. The danger has come in recent years from a blatant disregard for the safety and welfare of the citizens who already call America home. Because of open borders, many immigrants attempting to come here, have become the victims of traffickers and drug cartels. So many children disappeared and many people were killed, because of the wrongful practice of government at that time. Today, in an attempt to make citizens of America safe again, certain actions have had to take place, but the whole story is not being accurately portrayed, and, as in the case of Minneapolis, protesters are strategically being placed there to make matters worse. This has been a strategy used to incite riots and violence over the years, and it has nothing to do with the welfare of others, but of selfish gain. It is a sad thing to witness, but I fear that it may be coming soon to neighborhoods nearby.

Immigration has been a huge part of our history, and this is why America, especially the eastern states has been called a melting pot for many foreign travelers who desire to make America their home and become part of the heritage. I appreciate the dreams of others, as I am a dreamer myself. There are many opportunities if one applies themselves and works within the systems of government or the private sector. Entrepreneurs are always welcome, and we have so much history of inventors in our country who paved the way for success for others. I love the history of America, and the contributions made by others over the years - Eli Whitney for the cotton gin; Washington Irving for storytelling; Alexander Graham Bell for the telephone; Elias Howe for the sewing machine, and Thomas Edison for the light bulb. George Washington Carver was a 20th Century inventor who discovered countless uses of the peanut. Amazing accomplishments from creativity and innate genius gifted by a loving Father. We have much to be thankful for in our country. In considering the contributions made by the Jewish immigrants in early America we have much to be grateful for in their pioneering work in the garment industry, advanced medicine like the discovery of the polio vaccine by Jonas Salk, and even building of Hollywood in the earlier days when modesty was vogue. Our Jewish Americans also led the way with civil rights, worker's rights, freedom of religion, and peace movements. And when we go back to earlier times we have our Jewish brethren to thank for giving us the Holy Bible.

In my connection with the International Christian Embassy in Jerusalem, I was so pleased to learn of the agricultural project - the Agro-Tech School, where they are building greenhouse classrooms in the Eshcol area of Israel, where you may recall the 10 spies Moses sent into the Promised Land brought back the huge grapes and other samples of the produce from the land as proof of the viability of the land. Quoting from ICEJ regarding the focus of this project: "The goal is to train the next generation of young Israelis so that they can help rebuild the agricultural sector, bring innovation to an industry that remains vital to national food security, and connect with the Land of Israel." It has been reported that many young people are enrolling in great numbers, abandoning the ideas of higher income jobs many desire so that they can devote their time and energy to building up the land of Israel, restoring it to what God intended it to be. God has always been very serious about the land, and He warned in scripture that the boundary lines were never to be moved. Yet, we see contention to this day. 

I just finished reading the book of Leviticus, and in Chapters 25 and 26, God give specific requirements for the land and warning for those who do not obey. Every seventh year the land is to have a sabbatical rest where no crops are planted, a practice still obeyed today, so that the land can replenish itself. If His rules are not obeyed, the consequences can be very great, as He warns in Leviticus 25:17:23:

"You must fear your God and not overcharge! For I am Jehovah. Obey my laws if you want to live safely in the land. When you obey, the land will yield bumper crops and you can eat  your fill in safety. But you will ask, 'What shall we eat the seventh year, since we are not allowed to plant or harvest crops that year?' The answer is, 'I will bless you with bumper crops the sixth year that will last you until the crops of the eighth year are harvested!' Ad remember, the land is Mine, so you may not sell it permanently. You are merely my tenants and sharecroppers!" 

I remember my grandfather and my daddy allowing the land to rest in their gardens in order for the soil to replenish itself. It's exciting to know that God is the one who established the principle, and just as the land belongs to God in Israel, so He owns the land all over the world and everything in it. Psalms 24 begins: "The earth is the Lord's and the fullness thereof, the world and they that dwell therein." 

My first job when I was twelve years old was working in the tobacco crop - handing leaves, tying, and putting the sticks up in the barn for smoking. I never smoked myself, but I sure enjoyed working in the field. Raw tobacco has medicinal value also, as it is used to draw poison from been stings. Mama used to keep raw tobacco around the house, as I was deathly allergic to bee stings. Papa would take me to the smokehouse in the evening to check on the hams too, and mama would get mad at me when I got into the lye. She was afraid to spank me for fear I'd get lye in my eyes. I used to eat tomatoes hot off the vine, and watermelons were my favorite treats. I love the earth. It saddened me when I moved back home, and I saw fields ripe with harvests of tobacco, corn, wheat left to dry out not being harvested, because the government paid the farmers not to harvest. I never understood the foolishness behind those decisions, and it seemed a shameful thing to me that farmers would bow to the powers that be. Being a farmer was a proud vocation, and I am so relieved to see that we have a Department of Agriculture in our government who is restoring the pride to our nation's farmers. Another great heritage in our nation's history which led to cotton gins and peanuts!

In closing I want to share the poem of Emma Lazurus dedicated to the Statue of Liberty that still rings true today: 

The New Colossus

By Emma Lazarus

 

"Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she

With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”

Day 37 Let It Snow...Again

 

2/6/2026

 "If you listen carefully, the silence

is beautiful."

 

Morning sunshine soon gave way to cloudiness and eventually snow began to fall in early afternoon. It was beautiful, and the trees held the beauty of fresh-fallen snow, perfectly. In fact it was picture-perfect, but I never made it outside to capture the moment with a photo. Still, there's nothing as beautiful or as peaceful as fresh-fallen snow. I resisted the temptation to go out and walk around. It has been so bitterly cold, and the moisture still does not suit me. After so many years of experiencing Northern New Mexico snow, I cannot get use to the wetness of the snow here. Now I realize all snow is wet, but the humidity or pressure system or something makes a difference to this ole gal. Nonetheless, it is lovely, and calming, at least when I can stay put inside the house away from the threat of drivers on the road, it is relaxing. I much prefer staying inside, cuddled in my blanket by the heater where it's toasty warm. 

The day passed slowly, and I enjoyed a leisurely afternoon. Alex was particularly loving earlier as I was sitting in my bed reading. He kept inching closer and closer to me until his head rested on my arm. He seemed to enjoy listening to the soft sounds of worship music and hymns playing in the background as I wrote in my journal. He's a funny little guy. I've noticed before that he'll draw more closely to the end of the bed where I'm sitting in my rocker listening to my Friday evening services, as if he's really paying attention to the music. He also loves it when I sing quietly. Perhaps he's a kindred spirit after all. I wonder if this is how it is with old ladies who are fond of cats and always seem to have one curled up in their laps. 

I haven't really watched a movie in awhile, but my son has a habit of leaving on the television in the living room, and I noticed that one of my old time favorites, Hatari with John Wayne was coming on. It's set in Africa, and he has a business that captures wild animals for zoos. It also stars Red Buttons who always plays comedic roles, so the movie is fun. I was tired, so I decided to take a nap, but the movie was so entertaining that I watched it instead. I've always enjoyed movies set in Africa, as it's always been my dream to visit and maybe even live there. I believe this one in Tanzania, but my favorite areas are Uganda and Kenya. I often dream of safaris and life in the wild, but then I remember I'm not as young as I once was when adventures may have been easier. Still, I can dream. 

I decided I'd make popcorn and settle in for the evening. I think Field of Dreams is programmed to come on next. Now that's one that makes me think about possibilities, and it takes me back to the days when I was young. I lived in the country, so I really never got involved with the hippy scene. If I'd gone away to college, perhaps I may have walked on the wild side, but the only adventure I wanted was to join the Peace Corp back then. I was talked out of that one, too, and I wasn't one who went against the desires of my parents back then. I often wonder what would have become of me as an idealistic young gal on my own in the wilds of some foreign country. Another what if that is better left alone. I have always been a dreamer of sorts, and while that in itself is not a bad thing, if indulged for lengths of time, it leads to accomplishing very little. But for tonight I'll leave my dreaming days active only for the length of the movie, and then I'll yawn and have a nice night's rest. The close of a good day! 

Day 38 Don't Look Back!

 

2/7/2026

"Why do you cry to Me? Tell the children

of Israel to go forward."

Exodus 14:15  

It's Saturday, the Sabbath day of rest and relaxation, and I feel as if I have completely run out of gas, and my engine is shutting down! It's so cold this morning, and I've had another restless night. But, when I opened my eyes, breathed in my first deep breath of air, I decided not to waste time lounging, instead I'd grab a cup of coffee and settle into a quiet time before I eased myself into a new day. Last night I listened as Joshua Aaron read the scriptures for the today's message, so for once I didn't have to rush to finish reading before service began. I may be a little sleepy, but I knew it'd be a good day.

Refreshed from a cup of hot, steamy hazelnut coffee and a big bowl of oatmeal loaded with raisins and dried cherries, sprinkled with cinnamon, I felt ready to meet the day. The music was softly playing, and the words "Great is Thy faithfulness" graced my ears. I love the old hymns, and this one has a special place in my heart. It seemed appropriate considering how I'd started the day in total weariness, but now I was revived and ready to focus on the message of the day.

This week our Torah reading was based on Exodus 18 when Moses' father-in-law Jethro came for a visit to bring Moses' wife and son to meet him on the journey. Bill decided to back track to last week's Torah portion beginning in Exodus 13 at the Red Sea moment in the lives of the children of Israel. Moses is trying to settle the people down, as they appear to have reached a dead end, and the army of Pharaoh was hot on their heels. But God...! God had already alerted Moses, letting him know that He had caused Pharaoh to chase after them so that He could show them once and for all that He is God! Why is it that when we launch out into the deep, faith in tact, fully trusting God, that the moment something unexpected or uncomfortable happens, we want to retreat?! That's the way it happened with the people at the Red Sea. The people were grumbling that it would have been better to serve the Egyptians than to die in the wilderness. Moses responded: "The LORD will fight for you, and you shall hold your peace." The LORD is hearing all this, so He responds to Moses:

"And the LORD said to Moses, 'Why do you cry to Me? Tell the children of Israel to go forward. But lift up your rod, and stretch out your hand over the sea and divide it. And the children of Israel shall go on dry ground through the midst of the sea."

Once more the LORD has to remind Moses of what he has in his hand - the rod or shepherd's staff. So Moses does what God says to do, and the seas part, the winds blow, and the people cross over safely, while the cloud of God's covering blinds the eyes of Pharaoh's army and holds them back. We know the end of that story, but not long after this miracle, the people will find something else to complain about, and on it goes. Our human nature says, "Won't they every learn?!" Yet are we any different, really? I know in my own life God has had to remind me to trust Him! I'm at one of those moments right now, in fact!

When unexpected things happen in our lives we begin to question and ask why? For me, I have often wondered over these four years if things were happening to me, because, once again, I did something out of His timing. But I know that's not true. But there are times that I want to go back, return to New Mexico where I had friends, a church, and I was comfortable. If something went wrong, I'd take care of it alone. I was used to that. Now, I have my son to consider, and I wonder about how things would be if he wasn't here. Prior to moving back I was alone for twenty years, but in truth I'd been alone most of my life. The point is that I was comfortable being alone, but things began to change after my daddy died, and I wondered if it was time to go home. So here I am. Things have been different, and although I enjoy the time spent with my son, it hasn't been easy. But then, following Jesus was never promised to be without challenges. 

I've been asking Abba to show me what I needed to see or understand in order to go forward instead of looking back. Why do I always think that I've done something wrong? or not heard God speak? The answer to that is probably because of my failures in life. Like the children of Israel I had launched out in boldness, courage, and self-confidence that I had not experienced in years. I always presented myself with a pseudo-self confidence, but deep down I would always questions myself. Old habits are hard to break, I guess. But here, I've had self-confidence, and it even became something I was proud about. After all, God had given me a great job, and I'd earned enough money to buy this house, paying my brother and sister their portion without having to take out a mortgage. I owned a very nice car, another gift from the Lord, and although I wasn't well off by any stretch of the imagination, my needs were met, with a little besides. I realized, as I always have, that everything belongs to God anyway, and He more than provides for my needs. We'd weathered problems with the furnace and other routine maintenance issues successfully, and we were able to go out for a meal at our favorite little restaurant just up the road once a month. We managed to sock up a little money towards a rainy day, and God was taking care of us. But I do admit that during all this I'd begin to compare myself with others and wonder what if something went wrong, what would I do? It's one thing to say I trust God, but do I really trust God?! So He decided to put me to the test to see if I'd continue forward trusting Him or want to run away. Then He made certain that I couldn't run away. It probably isn't that cut and dry, but it seemed to me to look and feel that way.

So, here I am. God provided for us to be able to put on a new roof at a wonderful price, but we had something happen we were not expecting. The car accident in early December, before Christmas. Since that happened I've been stuck. It took a month to hear anything about the car and settle things, followed by the news that my daddy's car was not able to be repaired. January brought more snow and bitter cold. Now it's February, and we haven't been able to look around very much, but thanks to the kindness of my sister and a couple of friends, we've managed to go to the grocery store and run errands. Now I realize that things could be a lot worse, but little things have become big things for me. I felt unsupported in the church I had been attending, When additional concerns surfaced regarding health issues, but my sister's kind pastor offered support. Some things have evened out, but other things have to be considered. It's never an easy ride. So here I am. Caught between the rock and a hard place. 

Today, however, I feel that I am beginning to understand what God has been trying to show me about myself, things I needed to settle within myself. Things I needed to change. And although it has been terribly humbling, these are things I have been wrestling with for some time, and I finally have more self-acceptance, because I'm not the only one God is speaking to about letting things go. We are called to surrender all to Jesus, put God first in our lives, before family, friends, anyone or anything. Pretty much this has been my life, and I've faced much criticism about it, and it has caused controversy within myself at times. I don't know where the journey will go tomorrow, but I do know there's much more I have to learn, and more areas that need straightening out. I'm willing to do whatever I need to do in order to finish the race set before me. So, I guess I'll see what tomorrow brings. 

Day 36 Things to Do

 

2/5/2026

 "The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want."

Psalm 23:1

 

Where do I begin? Today was a very good day, and I was in a good mood, but then that is how I generally am - mood wise, that is. Lately, I've been concerned about some things, but whatever is going on, I seem to take most things in stride. And believe me, much has been going on of late, but regardless, I am determined to figure things out, with God's help. Today was one of those days. My sister has been so kind to me by helping me with grocery shopping, doctor's visits, and today with shopping for a new car. We headed out mid morning, and we spent the better part of the afternoon checking out possibilities. We had our eye on a great deal, but the test drive revealed a probable transmission problem. Fortunately, I have a great feel for idiosyncrasies, and my son, who's a mechanic, confirmed my suspicions. Very disappointing, but at least we have a good feel and understanding of cars. Our next possibility proved to be a much better car, with a great warranty, but it would require taking out a loan, and I'm not so certain that I want to do that. I'm never one to make decisions quickly or easily, as I like to consider my options. I imagine that's a good character trait, plus the Bible says to owe no man anything but to love one another. But then, there are times in life where we have to pay as we go. The experience was very enlightening as we learned how these car deals are put together from the young man assisting us. In fact he kept mentioning his mother, who it appeared is a God-fearing woman and who has obviously instructed her son well in God's laws and in kindness. I look forward to visiting with this young man again, as it would be great to give him our business. The dealership certainly found a great employee with a great understanding of customer service. I've never been "yes ma'am-ed" so much in one day, but it was nice.

Once home I had to finish getting ready for my evening Bible study, so I didn't have much time to think about the day. My son had been looking online for days checking out used cars. We never realized how many car dealers there were in the area. I imagine I got so used to living in small towns in New Mexico that I never considered how many places there were here. But then, moving back here after so many years has really been an eye-opener for me. A lot changes in thirty-five years! 

Bible study went well, and we have another new and welcomed addition to our ladies' group. Sometimes that makes me a bit timid, as I never know the personality of a new person, but I always manage to muddle through. We've been studying the gospel of Luke, and tonight the discussion was about Jesus' choosing the twelve disciples. I like to refer to the series The Chosen when considering personalities in Jesus' circle and those he encountered. Although the series embellishes somewhat, which is typical for television shows, I feel that Dallas has done a great job in capturing the character of the disciples by the scriptural descriptions and what's not said in scriptures but is implied in the culture. At any rate it's fun to think about why Jesus made the choices He did when gathering His followers. When the Pharisees and other religious leaders complained to Jesus about the company He kept, Jesus told them that he did not come to call the righteous to repentance but sinners. I don't think they every fully grasped what He was trying to tell them, as they squabbled quite a bit about the people Jesus preferred to spend His time with. We had a great discussion, and the even went by quickly. 

Tomorrow is another day, but I'm not planning on leaving the home, rather I have things to attend to right here. My cat, Alex, got pretty confused about my not being home all day, but once we returned, he soon came scratching at the door. He's getting pretty spoiled and has taken nicely to staying inside on these extremely cold days. He loves to sleep all day on my bed, and I'm getting used to having the mischievous fellow around. Next week we'll try the search again for the car, but I am still holding out for a miracle, and no one has been able to talk me out of that possibility. God moves in mysterious ways, and I need some of those right now. Until then, I'll be patient and keep my eyes on Him.  

Day 35 Eyes to Heaven

 

2/4/2026 

"The effective, fervent prayer of a  righteous

man avails much."

James 5:16

 

My day began super early this morning, after a difficult night of sleep. Whenever there's something special happening the next day, it seems as if I have difficulty getting to bed as early as I'd prefer. Still, God always graces me with the tenacity I require for special times and gatherings. This morning was the National Gathering for Prayer and Repentance hosted by Tony Perkins at the Family Research Council and Jim Garlow at Well Versed. The gathering included several members of Congress representing their States as well as pastors and other Christian ministry leaders and special guests praying on behalf of their States. The gathering was for the purpose of coming before a Holy God in repentance and humility to intercede on behalf of our nation and world in the hope of revival and reformation that is so needed in our nation. It was a blessed time of worship and seeking God's guidance and wisdom for our leaders in each branch of government and for our churches. Right now our nation is in such chaos, perpetrated by spiritual forces at work in this world. We are in a spiritual battle that is being played out in our city streets and in countries around the world. It is time to seek God's face in repentance and deep humility as we desperately call out to Him for wisdom and healing. It is time that the church at large awakens from its slumber or apathy or indifference and return to their first love as mentioned in the book of Revelation. Time is short, and the hour is late.

I hope that anyone who reads this blog will pass along the information to everyone. I won't belabor the point, because I talk about this all the time. My heart is so passionate about seeing the church being the church that God created her to be, the Bride of Christ awaiting the return of her King, our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. There must be a return to our Hebraic roots as the Bible was written for the Jewish people, by the Jewish people, God's Chosen People, and God, in His mercy and great love, through the shed blood of Jesus Christ, allowed the Gentiles to be grafted into the vine. The part we play is clearly written in Romans 11, in order to bring Israel to the truth of Messiah and His imminent return. I still don't understand how so many followers of Christ could have missed the story, but they did and are still blinded by the enemy regarding the prophetic destiny of Israel. It is my prayer that they will open their hearts and minds to truth according to God's Word, the whole counsel of His Word. I'm sure my words will be offensive to many who think that their theological degrees have made them an expert on the Bible, but if they are teaching Replacement Theology, they are in grave error. If they are turning their backs on Israel and do not understand the significance of what is going on today right before our eyes, they are in grave error. It is not time for pride and arrogance, but a time of repentance and humility. It is a time to seek the Lord while He may be found.

Day 34 Sheltered

 

2/3/2026

"You are my hiding place; You shall preserve me

from trouble; You shall surround me with

songs of deliverance."

Psalm 32:7

 

Did I ever mention that I adore teddy bears, and if I were a teddy bear, then this little one may be me. Most people don't know much about my interests or even how I used to earn a living. But then, that would require a lot of explaining, as I've been all over the place in my life's adventures. But concerning teddy bears.... The first teddy bear I can recall is the one I got from my Great-uncle Pete from Alexandria. As I recall we went to a carnival or fair, and he won a big pink and white bear for me. Back then it was easier to actually win prizes. I remember seeing a photo of me in a frilly dress with my hair combed and curled, and it was long, not in pigtails, as I normally wore. I was holding the bear, but I wasn't smiling. Maybe it was because I was gussied up, and that was not who I was at any age. Still, I remember my Uncle Pete, and I know that he loved to spoil me. I also remember listening to classical music in his basement, and when he died, Aunt Nannie gave me the vinyl records, a set by RCA. Sadly, someone borrowed them along with other treasured records, but the memories remain to this day. There were many more, as Uncle Pete and Aunt Nannie loved to travel, and they collected salt and pepper shakers wherever they visited. Pete and Nannie were very special to me, a shelter in the storm, another hiding place like my grandparents. They always seemed to make time for me. I miss them both. Uncle Pete died while they were traveling, as I recall. They were at a restaurant eating, and he just collapsed over on the table. I may not have the story exactly right, but I do know he was in the restaurant. That was traumatic for Aunt Nannie as one may well expect. Aunt Nannie spent a lot of time visiting my parents. She and my mother were very close. My old bedroom came to know was "Nannie's Room." Her bed is now in the attic, replaced by my queen sized bed, but the only occupants of that room are "stuffed." I've remained in my mama's little room she used when she became too ill to sleep in her bed. There are a lot of memories in this old house. 

I've often spoken about my love for soft, squishy plush animals. In my room, mama's room, I am surrounded by memories leaving little space on the dresser or table top, but it's my happy place, for lack of a better name. On the dresser sits Winnie the Pooh, Eeyore, Snoopy and Woodstock who enjoy watching old movies with me. There's also a Precious Moments teddy bear I call "Barely" given to me by my husband of 25 years, and a little dog, Spike. They're best friends. I have two keepsakes from my Grammy - Susie, a little rag doll with pink yarn hair and blue eyes made from an old flour sack. I embroidered one eye, and she the other. Mine was not well done, but I was only about eight, I believe, perhaps younger. Grammy was always teaching me how to make arts and crafts from things we found around the house. Money was scarce, but imagination was plentiful! I also have a bear she knitted for my younger son, Daniel, who lives with me. The bear's name is Fire. I think he named it that, because he has a burnt orange-red sweater knitted on. Both Susie and Fire have seen some years, but they're still holding on. Many other friends are long gone, others are safely tucked away in the attic. All special, all beloved memories.

So why am I telling you about my "toys" and childhood? I dunno, maybe I needed to let someone know about things that matter to me. I'm always interested in what matters to others. Perhaps that's why I was so good at teaching children or even successful with case management. People need to feel valued and "seen." It's especially important when working with children. There's a reason kids act out in school or church. They know they'll get the attention they seek. Howbeit not in a positive way, but it does get attention for a brief time at least. Sad that children feel they need to resort to such tactics. But if we look a little more closely at the adult who has been "labeled" as socially disruptive or mentally ill, could this behavior result from similar unresolved childhood issues or feelings? In my crazy self-made, protective world, I've learned that people of all ages respond to play therapy. It may sound immature and juvenile, but try it, and you'll see. That's why puppetry is a wonderful tool for teaching at-risk kids. Behind a stage they can freely express themselves without the negative feelings they attach to themselves. By "acting out" in a playful manner, it eventually leads to a more honest evaluation of the inner turmoil, or so I've discovered. 

I'm even learning that singing worship songs softly around my semi-feral cat, Alex, who is finicky one minute and quite taken with sleeping quietly on my bed all day the next, gets closer to me when I'm singing. Right now he's moved a little away, but he's still resting on my Bible. Not a bad place to lay his head, eh?! Perhaps I'll come up with some new ideas for a sideline job, as I've been thinking about going back to work to earn a few dollars, so I can build back up my savings. Rainy days seem to come more often it seems, and my efforts to get the story written are all backed up in my blogs, so publishing the book may take a bit more time. Anyone who follows me knows that I have much on my mind, so these journeys down memory lane made prove helpful in some odd way. To show I'm human and have thoughts perhaps. Time will tell, I suppose, but time is passing quickly, and I'm drawing closer to the end of days, or so I've been told lately, in a playful manner.

Time always seem to fly by when I'm mulling over my thoughts, trying to put them down on paper. I guess in the long run it doesn't matter much what I say. But one never knows. So for now, I'll clear my bed of others friends, and prepare myself for bed. Tomorrow's a busy day, so I have to be wide awake. Until the next day, I hope whoever reads this yarn finds something noteworthy to consider. Night!

Day 33 Six More Weeks of Winter!

 

2/2/2026

 "Oh, taste and see that the LORD is good;

blessed is the man who trusts in Him!"

Psalm 34:8

 

It seems as if Punxsutawney Phil, the groundhog meteorologist from Pennsylvania and Buckeye Chuck from Ohio are in agreement - six more weeks of winter! Poor little guy, even he is dreaming about spring and planting, or perhaps he's considering that if his prediction is wrong, he may have to get busy, forfeiting those extra hours of sleep. Who knows what runs through the little critter's mind?! Regardless, we have six more weeks to hope snow is not in the forecast and the weather warms up a tad.

Today was a productive day of shoveling ice and snow. It went a little better today, as when I stuck the regular shovel at the edge, then lifted it, a huge chunk of ice and snow released, so I was able to work a little faster and more efficiently. Only problem was that my fingers and feet were freezing in a very short time, plus my arms were getting tired and sore. Also, since I lift with my legs and not my back, squatting made my already tender backsides (the result of three different falls) a bit worse for the wear. I guess my age is finally catching up with me! I never had this problems while I was in Northern New Mexico, but then I was four years younger, and the snows were dryer. In Virginia the humidity even affects the snow. I never got so cold in New Mexico either, and I spent a much longer time shoveling. It was fun back then when Kenya, the neighbor's Malamute would come to help me. Dancing in the snow with a big dog can be intimidating, but it can also be a lot of fun. She's in doggie heaven now, though, but I've no doubt she's frolicking in Heaven's version of snow. Maybe chasing clouds or just romping and stomping with the little children where Heaven has prepared a place. Hopefully, one day soon, we'll find out. Until God decides to give us a reprieve, or until my work here is done, I'll just dream about fun things until I can see for myself.

Besides Groundhog Day, today was the wedding anniversary of two friends. One couple has been married 40 years and another for 52 years. That's definitely due a special night out for both these blessed and beautiful couples. Soon Valentine's Day will be here, so I hope the guys remember to double up since the two dates are so close. It's always so special to me when marriages are celebrated and honored, as they should be. It was the first covenant that God made with man, and it's the one that Satan tries to destroy. I'm grateful to both my parents and my grandparents for staying together even in very difficult times. I only wish my life could have been better. But, God in His grace and mercy has forgiven me, and He's washed me clean in the blood of Jesus Christ, so now I'm brand new and spotless to stand before Him one day the Bride of Christ, His Church. Thank You, Jesus, for the sacrifice You made in ransoming my soul from death. May I proclaim Your Word to everyone I meet!

In closing, bundle up or snuggle up, because it's going to continue to be cold a bit longer!  

Day 32 Answering the Call

 

2/1/2026

"Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart,

as working for the LORD, not for human masters."

Colossians 3:23

 

A few days before the end of January, when I went to my mailbox I found a gift from a ministry I respect, called Strength and Grace daily devotional. I must say that it came at an opportune time when all the world seemed to be in total chaos, and once again my life appeared to be following apart. Then entered a winter watch with snow and freezing rain. We are still digging out of that one, but God, in His grace and mercy, kept us from losing power. Others were not as fortunate. This past weekend we were threatened once more with snow, and although it did snow, there was little accumulation. I was so thankful!

There used to be a time when I loved snow, but when I see the careless risks people take, it makes me want to stay inside the house and off the road. It's interesting that people are always anxious to take risks, except when Sunday morning rolls around, and the church is open. That's when many decide to stay in their flannel pajamas, snuggled in bed, choosing live stream services. I remember when I lived right across the street from my church. I taught Sunday School, so I had to be there, and I loved sharing the word with the children. I remember being late one day, and I ran out the house with wet hair. When I entered the church I had ice in my hair, because it was so cold in Northern New Mexico. It still makes me laugh. I was much younger then, and I didn't think about risking getting sick from wet hair. Fortunately, God has always watched out over me, especially when I did not use the best judgment. Now I use a hair dryer before I dash out in frigid weather!

I live across the highway and up the road from the church now, and in the warmer weather I do walk to church, but it's been so cold I haven't walked this winter. Since I don't have a car at the moment, and my ride to church was not going, I have remained home for a few weeks. I miss the face to face fellowship when I can't make it to church, and we are told in scripture not to forsake the assembling of ourselves together. We need the friendship and community it provides, and there is the worship and sharing of the Word of God. The church of Acts was community oriented, but it was much different from today's churches, for the most part. We need to get back to the way Jesus ordained the church to be. Back then the disciples were turning the world upside down with the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Many were added to the church daily. There were home churches and continual fellowship. This is what I miss, because I enjoyed this type of church meetings before we moved to New Mexico. I was hoping that once I returned that I'd find the same reception, but so far, I have not. Everyone is more about building their own church and following their own set agendas than flowing with the Spirit of God, allowing Him to lead the service. There are exceptions to this, however, as I know one church for certain where God has the say so. Sadly, it is not in my area, but perhaps one day I'll be able to visit. I miss the days of prayer at the altar, people weeping, crying out to the Lord in repentance. It reminded me of old time revivals where the worship leader would play each verse of "Just As I Am," in the hope some would come forward. Today, I participated in a national prayer and repentance meeting online. I'm so glad that I made time in my schedule to attend and participate. We so desperately need that at this time.

My heart so aches for children, especially foster children who are lost in the system. This is why I am so grateful to our First Lady Melania Trump's programs for these forgotten children. She has been working with the foster care system for years, and her program "Fostering the Future" and "Be Best Initiative" will make much-needed change possible for children in the foster care system. Over the years the State has been charged with this responsibility; however, the system has been broken and many have fallen into the cracks of government, but hopefully, with the help of these initiatives hope will come for a brighter tomorrow for these children who deserve to live a better life and a richer one. They are so special and precious in God's eyes, and they are valued beyond silver and gold and the riches of this world. They are blessed from above and created in the image of God! Even the Declaration of Independence was written with them in mind: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." The words "created" and "endowed by their Creator," prove that our nation was founded on Biblical values right from the start. Amazing Grace!

Back in the day social services wasn't in existence, and it was the responsibility of the church to care for orphans, homeless, or widows who had no immediate family. People would open their doors to help others, but the people who heard God's voice and chose to help were always too few, or they did not have a financial means to help. Jesus spoke about taking care of widows, homeless, and orphans, but few churches pay attention to His clear mandate these days. 

Our modern day churches have strayed so far from the church Jesus declared it should be. Over the years whenever anyone didn't agree with this or that a new denomination would be organized. Jesus never said it should be that way, nor did the disciples. Today I heard a favorite song, and I remember Peter Marshall loved it, "Give Me That Ole Time Religion." May the church arise and shine and bring all the glory back to the only one who is due it - Jesus Christ our Savior and Lord! To Him be all honor, glory, and praise. Amen.   

Day 31 Our Provider of All Good Gifts

 

1/31/2026

"And Moses said to the children of Israel,

'See, the LORD has called by name Bezalel the son

of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah; and He has

filled him with the Spirit of God, in wisdom and understanding,

in knowledge and all manner of workmanship."

Exodus 35:30-31  

 

Today's reading is about building the tabernacle from the plans the LORD had designed down to the minutest detail. He had given special designing skills and artistry to Bezalel, son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah, and Oholiab from the tribe of Dan, so they would be able to design and build the tabernacle to the exact precision and finest detail God had ordained. The women were given abilities to dye and make the threads to weave into cloth fabrics needed for the tabernacle and for the special linens and garments of the high priest, Aaron, and his sons. Each time I read the descriptions of the tabernacle and the clothes worn by Aaron and his sons, my finite mind cannot not imagine the enormity of it all. When Moses asked the people to bring gold and jewelry and other articles from their possessions to be used in making the utensils and ornaments found in the tabernacle and in the actual building of the tabernacle, they did not hesitate but were faithful to bring more than was needed. They did so with great joy and thanksgiving unto the Lord, which is the way God ordained that it should always be. They gave so freely, each day bringing more and more, until the workman had to tell Moses to make them stop. Imagine how that would be if today people gave with such generosity and love.

God's gifted the women, Bezalel, Oholiab, and others with special abilities to create such fine tapestries embroidered with thin threads of gold and with fine threads of blue, purple, and scarlet, and the capability of fashioning lamp stands and bowls and tables with engraving and other elaborate workmanship. In just reading about the sheets of tapestries for covering the tabernacle, I was unable to visualize how it may have looked or keep the lengths and widths separate. It just boggled my mind, and I'm a seamstress! It makes me wonder if prior to these new skills given if either Bezalel or Oholiab designed or created curtains or furniture or fashioned items covered in gold before?! Were they born with these gifts or anointed for this work alone?!

We are each given gifts and talents, and I believe that they are meant to be used, not just enjoyed now and then. I remember my older son becoming very upset with me for "squandering" my talent and not taking it to where it could go. I realize that my imagination and creative abilities have been a huge blessing to me, as they provided income to kept food on the table and clothes on my children's backs. When the store was failing and inventory was low, I made many gifts to sell in the stores. When I was starting over after my divorce crafting and sewing provided income, so I could pay my bills. I started an online business called "Memories by Linda," and I designed teddy bears from old clothing belonging to the person to be remembered. I was asked to do many different projects, and people seemed to be very happy. Eventually, my "real" job became too stressful, and my creative side shut down. I was on my own again, much older, and I didn't know what to do. It seems as if during those times that the Lord opened many doors for me to learn new skills and improve the old ones. Of course, with anything, I do have regrets, and because of accidents where I sustained blows to my head, I cannot always remember all the people I served. For the most part I remember faces, and I can eventually figure out in which filing cabinet they are located. I hope I kept all the old files, as it would be wonderful to relocate the old records and requests. Who knows, perhaps it would encourage me to start another business. 

I still have the dream of opening a home for other "misfits" like myself where I can provide a home and meals plus train them to use their creative skills to gain confidence, new skills, and learn to create a viable livelihood for themselves. Sometimes all someone needs is a little encouragement and someone to believe in them. I learned so much from my mother and grandmother when I was growing up, plus God gave me a few unique abilities also. I still love learning new things, so perhaps I may be able to walk alongside someone again one day, so they can make a difference in their own lives. I think we should never stop dreaming, and I hope that I never do. I also trust in the scripture found in Luke 12:48: "For unto whomsoever much is given, of him shall be much required." If God blessed us with talents, wealth, knowledge, or time, then we need to use these gifts in helping others and even changing the world in some instances. What a wonderful way to live life with purpose. 

Day 30 How Will You Respond?

 

1/30/2026

"Circumstances never create character;

they merely reveal it."

Daily Walk

 

Moses and the children of Israel had arrived at Mt Sinai, and Moses had ascended the mountain to meet with God to receive the Commandments to govern the people. While he's gone the people are left to the watch care of Aaron. It took 40 days for the finger of God to write the laws on the tablets, meeting with Moses, so the people grew restless, impatient, and since Moses hadn't returned, they wanted a god to lead them. So they presented their request to Aaron, who told them to bring all their gold earrings to him. He melted them in the fire, then "molded and tooled it into the form of a calf." The people were delighted, so Aaron built an altar before the calf and announced that they would have a feast to Jehovah the next day. The people were up early, sacrificing burnt and peace offerings to the calf-idol, then they feasted, and the celebration led into drinking, reveling, and sexual immorality. It didn't take long for them to forget the promise to obey the God of Israel, and it certainly did not take Aaron, who had been consecrated as the high priest, to forget his position before the people. 

The story found in Exodus 32 changes to Moses on the mountain with God, and God tells Moses to hurry back down the hill, because the people have defiled themselves. God was so angry that He was ready to destroy all of the people and make a new covenant with Moses. But Moses begged God to relent because of His love for the people, and Moses told God that the Egyptians would say that He had tricked the people so He could slay them. He reminded God of His promise, his covenant, with Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob and how Abraham's descendants would be as numerous as the sands, and they would inherit the land forever. In response to Abraham's intercession, God spared the people. This is an example of great intercession of Moses for the people, and as the story progresses, it is not the last time Moses would stand between God and man. Earlier in Genesis we learned how Abraham interceded for others as well. This is the gift of intercession, and it requires much perseverance in the face of great adversity. 

As Moses was going down to confront the assembly, his anger got the better of him, and he shattered the two tablets of stones on which God had written the laws. Moses immediately takes the calf and burns it in the fire, then he approaches Aaron. He asked Aaron what had made him commit such a terrible sin, and of course, Aaron didn't want to take responsibility for his own sin, so he blamed the people. He told Moses that he had merely tossed the gold in the fire, and the gold calf idol was formed and came out. Moses knew the truth in his heart, and he also knew that Aaron had encouraged the people to revel in an immoral manner. This sin cost Aaron dearly, as he was not allowed to enter into the Promised Land and died in the wilderness after the 40 years of wandering the people endured because of disbelief. 

The LORD was still angry at the people later, and although He promised that His Angel would travel ahead of them and clear out the Canaanites and other in inhabitants, He would not travel with them. Moses again intercedes with God, and He tells Him that unless He goes, he will not go:

"Moses talked there with the Lord and said to Him, 'You have been telling me, "Take these people to the Promised Land," but You haven't  told me whom You will send with me. You say You are my friend, and that I have found favor before You; please, if this is really so, guide me clearly along the way You want me to travel so that I will understand You and walk acceptably before You. For don't forget that this nation is Your people," and the Lord replied, 'I Myself will go with you and give you success.'" (Exodus 33:12-14). 

The rest of the story is well-known, and the journey that finally took them to the land of promise was not an easy one, although God was faithful to His promise in every way. Unfortunately, man continues to fail, and the journey is filled with grumbling and complaining and rebellion that leads to the destruction of almost an entire generation at one point. This story shows the frailty of man and the brevity of life. Throughout scripture and the story of the people of Israel, there have always been a remnant who obeyed God, and so it continued even when they were exiled for 70 years in Babylon. 

When Moses confronted the people over the golden calf idol, "Moses stood in the entrance of the camp, and said, 'Whoever is on the LORD's side - comes to me!' And all the sons of Levi gathered themselves together to him" (Exodus 32:26-28). About three thousand died that day as the LORD had the sons of Levi killed the disobedient with the sword.

Later, when in the Promised Land, Joshua also stood his ground with the people: "And if it seems evil to you to serve the LORD, choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the River, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you dwell. But as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD" (Joshua 24:15).

Elijah when he encountered the prophets of Baal on Mount Carmel, "And Elijah came to all the people, and said, 'How long will you falter between two opinions? If the LORD is God, follow Him; but if Baal, follow him.' But the people answered him not a word" (1 Kings 18:21).

It seems as if at this time in history man, who has been desperately blinded and controlled by deceiving spirits of darkness in this age, are being called to make a decision. A line is being drawn in the sand, and God is saying that you're either for Me or against Me. The church is being called to wake up and make a stand for godliness and holiness. The church is also being called to stand in support of Israel. The Bible clearly states that salvation comes through the Jews (John 4:22). This was said by Jesus, a Jew, the King of the Jews, to the woman from Samaria whom He encountered at the well. God confirms His covenant with His people in the following scriptures:

To Solomon in 1 Kings 6:13: "And I will dwell among the children of Israel, and will not forsake My people Israel."

In Psalm 94:14: "For the LORD will not cast off His people, nor will He forsake His inheritance."  

Romans 11:1: "I say then, has God cast away His people? Certainly not! For I also am an Israelite, of the seed of Abraham, of the tribe of Benjamin." Following this, Paul explains how Gentile believers have been grafted in as branches, but he also warns that we can be cut off if our attitude changes. 

How will we respond when we are asked where we stand? Have we settled the matter in our minds, or will we be like those of Elijah's day tossed to and fro by two opinions? Man has always had his opinion and his plans, but God is the one who has the say. Proverbs 9:10 says that "The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom, and the knowledge of the Holy One is understanding." 

The choice comes to each of us, but my decision is clear: As for me and my house, we will serve the LORD. I will stand with Israel, as we await Messiah's return to Jerusalem when He places His feet on Mount Zion. How will you choose? Even so, Lord Jesus, come quickly! 

Day 29 Much to Learn

 

1/29/2026

"As white snowflakes fall quietly and thickly on a winter day.

answers to prayer will settle down upon you at every step you take, 

even to your dying day. The story of your life will be the

story of prayer and answers to prayer."

O. Hallesby

"Goodness and mercy shall follow me all the

days of my life."

Psalm 23:6

 

Yesterday I was sharing that I was going through a new season of re-learning what it means to be content in my circumstances. I've never really been a materialistic type, and I've never been one to be envious of others or want more than I have. I always thought of what I "needed" rather what I "wanted." I think that comes with my upbringing. My daddy worked hard, and he provided for our needs, but we didn't have many frills. Mama sewed, and she taught me to sew and craft, and it's helped me pay my bills and put clothes on my children's backs and food on the table. My sons always told me that I put others first, and they each encouraged me to do what I want to do with how many years I have left on this earth when I retired in 2018. They didn't mean that in a negative way, and I don't think that they thought I was about to kick the proverbial bucket. They feel that my life has been too much giving and not enough getting, or something like that. They understand that I enjoy being able to help those who need help. I've seen too many people making wills for after they die when their families need the help now. The scriptures speak about that in Proverbs 3:27: "Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, when it is in the power of your hand to do so." or in Galatians 6:10: "Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all, especially tho those who are of the household of faith." Even the Apostle John had a few words to say about it: 

By this we know love, because He (Jesus) laid down His life for us. And we also ought to lay down  our lives for the brethren. But whoever has this world's goods, and sees his brother in need, and shuts up his heart from him, how does the love of God abide in him? My little children, let us not love in word or in tongue, but in deed and in truth. And by this we know that we are of the truth, and shall assure our hearts before Him. For if our heart condemns us, God is greater than our heart, and knows all things. Beloved, if our heart does not condemn us, we have confidence toward God. And whatever we ask we receive from Him, because we keep His commandments and do those things that are pleasing in His sight. And this is His commandment: that we should believe on the name of His Son Jesus Christ and love one another, as He gave us commandment" (1 John 3:16-23).

My mama and daddy always helped us when we needed support, and they expected nothing in return. I think that's a wonderful way to be. Mama always said "It's more blessed to give than receive," and to give her flowers while she's alive, so she can enjoy them, not after she's dead. I have often thought about those words when I'm trying to help someone who needs assistance or support. Of course I worked in social service type jobs the latter part of my career, so that type of behavior should be a expected. Sadly, it's not. People often only want to do what is required, and then only between certain hours. But fortunately, not all are like that, or else our world would be in a worse fix than it is now. 

There are many scriptures in the Bible that speak of helping our fellow human beings when they are in need. Jesus certainly spoke of helping widows and orphans, and then there is the Parable of the Good Samaritan. Jesus Himself gave everything, so should be do less?! Sometimes I think I should have sought out Mother Teresa and her ministry to the people of Calcutta. There's a movie I saw once, City of Hope, about a doctor who was helping the people who live in the garbage heaps in downtown Calcutta. It breaks my heart to see anyone live in squalor, but seeing children go without really breaks my heart. I'm a broken record when it comes to lamenting about the lives so many children have lived. 

Earlier this morning in the global prayer call with Israel, what's happening in Iran with the people rebelling, tired of living in the shackles of a dictator, waiting to see what, if anything, America and Israel will do occupied the call. Everyone waits. In the meantime here on the home front of America and elsewhere in the world, the question of rising antisemitism and Sharia Law being imposed in our cities are topics of concern. The world is in total chaos and so far from the lawful and orderly manner of life before 10/7/2023 when Hamas massacred so many unsuspecting Jewish citizens in their sleep, in their homes. Drugged up murderers, spurred on after being indoctrinated by the hatred of Islam. Now it's spreading and civil wars are erupting in the streets of America. What has happened to reason? But the worst thing is: Where is the church? Busy doing what makes their churches grow, apathetic or unconcerned about anything that is going on elsewhere. Or they are deceived and lost in the wrong theology or listening with itching ears chasing anyone who says they are a prophet. Again, there seems to be no attention paid to what Jesus said would happen in these last days. Awaken from your slumber!

Before my life took this detour, I had asked Abba to give me a church where I could serve again and become a viable part of the body of Christ, just as I used to enjoy. I wanted a "normal" life where people noticed when I wasn't in church, and they actually called to check up on me to see if I was well and safe. This has not happened since I have been here, at least not with churches I have attended and supported. Even when I made the initial call to let the pastor know about my son's accident, I haven't received a call or text for almost two months. Why is this? "Praying for you" without follow up isn't much of a help, or do I ask too much?! Perhaps I shouldn't even mention it, but I have a son who's been mistreated by the established church, and abandoned and misrepresented. He's had his share of deep-rooted problems and challenges, but he has a desire to "belong" also. Once, as I was talking to Abba about a similar situation, I heard Him clearly say to me "You belong to Me." I think that's all I really needed to hear, and He does remind me still. I felt I needed to ask His forgiveness for wanting to be normal and have a church appreciate and "need" me. After all I am supposed to be "content." I say this with a smile on my face. I like Paul can say:

"Not that I speak in regard to need, for I have learned in whatever state I am, to be content; I know how to be abased, and I know how to abound. Everywhere and in all things I have learned both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need" (Philippians 4:11-12).

Paul is saying that,  "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me" (Philippines 4:13), because he has learned to be content no matter the circumstances of his life. And if Paul can say that, so can I. He had his eyes on Jesus and eternity that laid ahead when his time on earth was done. And this is what I have heard God tell me so many time, especially since returning home, "Keep your eyes on the Commander of the Armies of Heaven." In church services I've heard Him say, "Focus on "Me," not that person to the left whose on their cell phone during the sermon or the elder in the back of the church scrolling on his cell phone during worship or prayer. I remember the words God spoke to someone I know: "I want you to look at each person you meet as more important than you are, because they are." God can be very direct, and honestly, that's the way I like it. I want my life surrendered and transformed by His will. I invite the pressing, the sharpening, and the molding of my life into conformity, so I can become more like Jesus. The teapot that needs to be stuck back into the refining fires, so that the cracks don't come. I'm a work in process, a chunk of clay on the spinning wheel with God's great hands forming me in to a vessel fit for the Master's use. Sometimes I get dizzy on that spinning wheel, but one day I'll walk away finished and glazed to perfection. Until then, I have much to learn about Kingdom living and growing in grace. I will be content with the process and wait for the answers to come in due time, God's good time, not mine. Selah.

Day 28 Contentment

 

1/28/2026 

"But godliness with contentment 

is great gain."

 

1 Timothy 6:6

 

 

As this year began I found myself in a new season of learning an old lesson. It seems that sometimes God has to give us refresher courses in areas where we are falling short. Or so it seems. Over the past four years, as I resettled back into my parents' home where I grew up, purchasing the house and beginning to work on fixing it back to its old appearance, I found the task becoming more and more daunting. At the end of November I made plans to begin again, not relying on anyone to help me in my renovation plans. All this time I've been trying to find someone who wants to help with some much-needed fixing up, but attempts have been futile. One older man actually shook my hand and said he'd be back with an estimate. When he didn't return or even call me back, I was devastated to learn that a handshake didn't mean what it did in my daddy's day. 

 

Early in December I made plans to have a new roof installed in January, so I felt that at last I was making progress, until December 9th brought an unexpected detour in my plans. My son was involved in accident on a icy back road when a truck hurrying past him clipped my car's mirror sending him off the side of the road down a slippery slope. Fortunately, a guardrail caught my little Nissan Sentra which prevented the car from rolling over upside down into a creek bed that would have drowned him. As it was he had great difficulty getting out of the car as two airbags had imploded. Thankfully, he did not sustain serious injuries other than further pain to his back. The car, however, is now in car heaven, and I've been without a vehicle since that day. My dad's old car was not able to be repaired, and the holidays and the weather have limited my getting out to look at cars. I have also experienced a little relapse in my health, but hopefully, it will turn itself around. My appointment with a specialist is not until the middle of February, so even that has taken time. I guess one has to schedule being sick far in advance in order to get an appointment. But all is good, and I am still smiling. I would say laughing, as I usually do that to keep from crying, but I'm just keeping it real.

 

My family has had more than its share of discouragements over these many years, and, for lack of a better word, many mishaps that have disrupted the family's relationships, leaving me as the mediator, or simply the last one standing. Strangely, I thought retirement would give me the freedom and opportunity to not have to be so concerned or involved in the drama of life. But I guess that's not so, and the fun is just beginning, or I hope rather that the healing can truly begin. Time, and much patience, will tell. In the meantime, God is teaching me some new lessons about trusting Him and in being content with what is happening in my life. I love the photo of the little Asian child taking a bath in the galvanized bucket. It brings back childhood memories. When I was little my grandparents lived in a home owned by Tom and Mary Puryear who owned the little country store on a country road catawampus from my grandparent's home, meaning just up the highway a dash and to the left down the little dirt road. I remember they had the best and largest homemade oatmeal cookies ever! There were fish tank style canisters, lying on the side, lined up on the counter, that held cookies and candies. There was a pot belly stove and small tables where my Papa and his buddies gathered to play checkers. Mr. Tom had an old dog that hung around inside the store sleeping. The store always smelled like wood and pipe tobacco, with a few cigars. My Papa sure did like his cigars.

 

The little house my Grammy and Papa lived in didn't have a bathroom or running water when I was little, so the water had to be pumped from the outside well, then heated on the stove for my bath. My tub was an old galvanized tub that had seen its days. My grandparents had eight children, so it had washed a many little ones in its day, I imagine. But I loved it back then. This is why the little girl above made me smile. Sweet memories even when days may have been a little harder for my grandparents. Later on, Mr. Tom installed a water pump into the kitchen, and he eventually built on a little bathroom, but without heat at first. Everything takes time to get done. I realize that more than ever as I work on this home with limited resources. But I think when we do finally get things done we appreciate it more, even in the waiting. I know that my daddy worked hard in order to get things done, and he was a jack of all trades, and he mastered quite a few. Others may have been creative, but he got the job done. I can attest to that, as I see some of his "fixes" are still holding strong to this day. Others I question, but knowing my daddy, he did what he had to do to get a job done at the time. I respect and appreciate that about him. And I sure wish he were here right now to give me a little advice, but he's in a place where he doesn't have to be concerned about fixing up things. I can hardly wait to see the mansions Jesus spoke about, although I'd be just as happy with a little cabin in the woods, no frills, just Jesus.

 

I got to thinking about Job's response when God first allowed Satan to put Job's loyalty to the test. Job was described as a man who was "blameless and upright, and one who feared God and shunned evil." (Job 1:1). Everyone is familiar with the story of Job, as it is the oldest recorded book in the Bible. When Job lost all his possessions and his children were killed, Job's response was:

 

"Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked shall I return there. The LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD." (Job 1:21)

 

I must admit, these same words came to my mind on that eventful day in December. Through Job's struggles with loss, the lack of comfort from his friends, and his wife's terrible advice to curse God and die, in the end He actually came to know that before he had only been told about God, but when he encountered God in answer to his prayers, he came to understand how little he knew about the Living God of Creation. His troubling friends also learned a great lesson in humility. In the end God restored double of all Job had lost. Such a wonderful end to a traumatic story. It makes me wonder if the wife was there when he was restored. I guess that question will have to wait, although Job did have more children.

 

Paul, formerly Saul of Tarsus, also experienced a great season of testing and trials that transformed his life. Matthew, the tax collector, made quite an adjustment in his life to follow Jesus, as did Simon the Zealot, who learned to turn from his deadly methods of protecting the King of kings, to understanding that Jesus had a different plan and purpose as His earthly mission. Each encountered trials, challenges, loss, but they found "godliness with contentment is great gain." Jesus left His throne in Heaven to come to earth in the form of a baby, who grew into the Son of Man, in order to accomplish God's rescue mission for mankind who had failed so desperately. God's great mercy, and Jesus' obedience to His Father, ransomed our souls from eternal death, so we could be born again into the Kingdom of God by the blood of the perfect Lamb of God. His ways are infinitely higher.

 

So, in my season of change, I can whine or I can grow into the person God wants me to be - loving, patient, kind, merciful, full of compassion, extremely humble, yet resourceful. I am always careful to give God praise for everything that has been given, loaned, to me, as I try to ask Him about every decision I make. Perhaps He just wants me to become a little more self-confident in walking out what I already have learned as I sit with Him daily in our alone time. I'm really not certain at this time what exactly I am to learn, except to be content with all things at all times, and to leave matters in His capable hands. He is after all trustworthy. With that thought in mind I'll close out the day and dream of days to come as I wait and see what comes next. Shalom, friends.   

Day 27 Prayer with Friends

 

1/26/2026 

"Beloved, do not think it strange concerning the fiery trial which is to try you, 

as though some strange thing happened to you; but rejoice to the extent

that you partake of Christ's sufferings, that when His glory is revealed, 

you may also be glad with exceeding joy."   

1 Peter 4:12-13

 

Last night I spent some quality time with four members of my Harvest online study group. One of the ladies hosts a Zoom prayer meeting for us once a month, and this was our second meeting. We had a small group, but it was a full, rich time of acknowledging who God is by using the ACTS Prayer Model which is a wonderful way to balance out and keep our prayers focused when we spend quiet time alone with God or in a group, such as this one. We wanted to have a time where we could exalt the Name of the LORD, and we wanted to get to know each other better. Each week in our regular Bible study group we share prayer needs, but the time is too short to really focus on specifics. But, just to be clear, prayer is the most important part of our lives, so if an urgent prayer need is presented, be assured that we would spend the time on it. Meeting once a month to focus on prayer, this method has been very well received by the other ladies, and I must admit that it is important to consider how to approach a Holy God on a daily basis in our quiet time. Below is an explanation of the ACTS Prayer Model provided by Google on my word search:

"Key Elements of the ACTS Prayer Model

• Adoration (A): Worshipping God for who He is, focusing on His attributes, character, and names (e.g., "God, You are loving and all-knowing").
• Confession (C): Acknowledging and repenting of sins to God, asking for forgiveness to clear the way for honest communication
  .
Thanksgiving (T): Expressing gratitude for what God has done, including specific blessings, answered prayers, and His faithfulness.
Supplication (S): Making requests for one’s own needs (petition) and the needs of others (intercession). 

Using the ACTS Model in Daily Life 

• Structure: It provides a simple, memorable framework that can be used for 3–5 minutes or longer in a daily quiet time.
• Balance: It ensures that prayer is not just a "wish list" of requests, but a balanced conversation that begins with worship.
• Flexibility: While it is a, it is a guide for honest, real, and heartfelt conversation with God rather than a rigid set of rules.
• Relationship to the Lord's Prayer: ACTS is loosely based on the Lord's Prayer (Matthew 6:9-13), incorporating adoration ("hallowed be your name"), confession ("forgive us our debts"), and supplication ("give us today our daily bread"). 

Benefits of the ACTS Prayer Model

• Helps Maintain Focus: It prevents the mind from wandering during prayer by providing a clear, sequential path.
• Deepens Relationship: It encourages a more profound experience of God's presence by starting with worship rather than demands.
• Increases Gratitude: By dedicated time to thanksgiving, it shifts perspective to recognize God's work in daily life." 

When we were discussing "Gratitude" and how it related to the trials we encounter in life, one lady shared that we need to thank God for the difficult seasons that we go through, because these are times of proving our commitment to God as well as our total surrender to His will. I realize that as we go through the desert, there are times of refreshing as we yield ourselves to God's care, trusting Him with each step of the journey. In our Christian walk we will spend much time in the valley, because in order to get to the mountain, we have to cross the valleys to prepare us to climb the mountain slopes. If we spent all our time perched on the mountain top, how would we realize the truth of the Word and the faithfulness of God. The scriptures speak of the testing of the LORD, and it is likened to times in the desert, or the back-burner of the wilderness, as I choose to call it. It's a time of preparation and a time of molding us and conforming us into the image of Christ. If we didn't go through trials, how could we face the deeper times of persecution and hardships that will invariably tempt to shake our faith and trust in God? Even when we do begin to ascend the mountains, there will always be briars, rock slides, twists and turns, and varmints hiding in the bushes and trees. This is the life of the follower of Christ. There is a high cost to discipleship. Jesus spoke about counting the cost in a parable found in Luke 14:28-33:

"For which of you, intending to build a tower, does not sit down first and count the cost, whether he has enough to finish it - lest, after he has laid the foundation, and is not able to finish, all who see it begin to mock him, saying, 'This man began to build and was not able to finish'? Or what king, going to make war against another king, does not sit down first and consider whether he is able with ten thousand  to meet him who comes against him with twenty thousand? Or else, while the other is still a great way off, he sends a delegation and asks conditions of peace. So likewise, whoever of you does not forsake all that he has cannot be My disciple." 

It is good to bring all matters to God in prayer. Spending time with Him alone, in quietness, listening and learning build the relationship and friendship He seeks to have with us. He has desired this since He created the world, and He hasn't changed His mind.

I value these times of prayer with my sisters in the Lord, and this model is just one way. The important thing is commitment to times of prayer and fellowship, growing in our faith together, sharing the good times and the bad, and learning to worship and adore our King of kings and Lord of lords. There's no better friendship than those who love the Lord and worship in Spirit and in Truth. Jesus is the Way, the Truth, and the Life. We follow Him.

"The Spirit of prayer makes us so intimate with God 

that we scarcely pass through an experience before we speak

to Him about it, either in supplication, in sighing, in pouring out 

our woes before Him, in fervent requests, or in 

thanksgiving and adoration.

O Hallesby  

Day 26 A Hero Returns

 

1/26/2026 

"Commit your way to the LORD, trust also in Him,

and He shall bring it to pass. He shall bring forth your

righteousness as the light, and your justice

as the noonday."

Psalm 37:5-6

 

Israel is rejoicing today, because the last hostage taken on 10/7/2023 is finally home! Ran Gvili was noted as being the first to rush into battle, in spite of his own serious injury, to fight the enemy at the entrance to Kibbutz Alumim until his ammunition ran out, and he was killed and his body taken hostage to Gaza for 843 days. He was "First to enter. Last to return." After months of intelligence work by the Shin Bet unit his body was finally retrieved from Gaza along the yellow line, buried alongside other bodies from Gaza. We rejoice with the family, and with Israel who at last will be able to close this chapter and begin to heal.

In this morning's weekly prayer watch from Kehilat HaCarmel we rejoiced with Israel and with the many families who have gone through the worst years of their lives. Perhaps now they can begin to rest, as they continue their fight to raise awareness for the continuing obstacles they face in Israel. The pain Ran's family was suffering was compared to a gaping wound that would not heal until his body had been returned. I know a bit about such things in the natural, as I have had a surgical wound open, whereby the decision was made to keep it open and cared for until it sealed on its own. Daily I had to tend that gaping chasm across my abdomen. Over the years there have been times when the incision would appear to be reopening, and once more I had to tend the site until it had resealed and healed. In the meantime the short incision grew in length each time this happened until now a once shorter surgical scar has spread almost across my entire abdomen. I imagine this is what Josie meant this morning about the wounds and scars of Israel since 10/7/2023. The former hostages, families of all who were lost in the massacre, and the trauma of war inflicted on so many citizens and the IDF soldiers themselves. Perhaps now healing can finally begin for all Israel's sons and daughters.

As the body was brought back, the army was singing the National Anthem of Israel, "Hatikvah" which means "Hope." An article was written in 2024 by Noemi Bowman explaining the great meaning behind their national anthem. The lyrics were written in 1886 by Naphatali Herz Imber, a Jewish poet, and the melody, was composed by Samuel Cohen.

 “'Hatikvah' stands as a significant piece of 19th-century Jewish poetry. It resonates deeply with the Jewish community, encapsulating their 2,000-year-old aspiration to return to and re-establish the Land of Israel as a free and sovereign state. Imber initially composed the poem in 1877 while staying with a Jewish scholar in Iași, Romania. This work profoundly reflects the Jewish people’s enduring hope and determination to return to their ancestral homeland." 

On May 14, 1948 Israel became a State when their independence was won, but the initial status go back to 1917 with the Balfour Declaration. But when we check Biblical history we see that the call to Israel goes all the way back to Genesis when God covenanted with Abraham, confirming through his son, Isaac, and Isaac's son Jacob. The words of the national anthem are as follows:

"Kol od balevav penimah,
Nefesh yehudi homiyah,
Ulefa-atei mizrach, kadimah,
Ayin letziyon tsofiyah.

Od lo avdah tikvateinu
Hatikva bat shnot alpayim,
Lihyot am chofshi be-artzeinu,
Eretz tzion, virushalayim."

 

English Translation 

"As long as in the heart within,
The Jewish soul yearns,
And toward the eastern edges, onward,
An eye gazes toward Zion.

Our hope is not yet lost,
The hope that is two-thousand years old,
To be a free nation in our land,
The Land of Zion, Jerusalem."

The soldiers were also singing a song, "Hineh Lo Yanum" or "Behold He will Not Slumber" based on Psalm 121:4. We rejoice with Israel, and we pray that they feel the LORD's manifest presence surround them. May He bring healing and His shalom peace in His Holy Presence.

"Hineh lo yanum Velo yishan Shomer Israel."  English translation:  "Behold He that keepeth Israel Will neither slumber nor sleep."