Day 110 Much to Consider

 

4/20/2026

 "And whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men, 

  knowing that from the Lord you will receive the reward of the inheritance; 

for you serve the Lord Christ"

 Colossians 3:23-24

 

Although last night was another up and down encounter, with back pain and restless legs to boot, I still woke up early and surprisingly refreshed in spite of little real sleep. I had a doctor's appointment scheduled for today, and although I just haven't wanted to go anywhere and do anything lately, because of health challenges, I pulled myself up and off I went. My appointments are always early afternoon because of early morning daily calls with the embassy in Jerusalem, so I always plan my day around these prayer calls. I took the scenic route through the woods, even though it takes longer, but it was nice going through the country back roads, off the beaten path. On the way home I stopped at the Family Dollar for some birthday cards, then the Amish store to pick up my gluten free bread, and finally Food Lion for a few necessities. Apparently they are short-handed as the shelves needed to be restocked in some areas, plus I heard a worker mention so as I left. It seems as if everyone needs workers around here, yet no one wants to work. If no one works, why complain about prices? It seems as if everyone wants a free ride with all the benefits without working for it. I'll soon be 76, and I have reconsidered going back to work should things get tighter for my senior budget. There are ample opportunities here making a good wage, and there are many job openings doing what I used to do as a case manager, but I don't want that responsibility. Who knows, I think about helping others, and that is the best way, as the system is definitely broken, and work as hard as the present government is trying to do, more help is needed. It breaks my heart, but for now, I am doing what I am supposed to be doing, and hopefully, I'm doing it well.

This evening the Israeli Memorial Day began, Yom HaZikaron, which honors fallen soldiers and remembers the deaths of those who died on 10/7/2023. It's very emotional for me, but tomorrow I will honor all those who have given their lives, but I also will grieve with the family members who have lost loved ones. Rachel Goldberg-Polin is the mother of former Hamas hostage Hersh Goldberg - Polin who was kidnapped in Gaza on 10/7/2023 and later assassinated with five others while in captivity. Rachel traveled every where asking for help to free the hostages, but help was not found soon enough. Thankfully our president was able to assist with the return of the remaining hostages. Tomorrow I may speak more about this, but it's too fresh right now, because I just listened to Rachel speak to a reporter on 60 Minutes who had met her before this interview. He even became choked up at one point, and he paused in his comments. Hersh was only 23 years old, referred to as her only son, but he had two sisters. Those who died with him were Carmel Gat, 40; Eden Yerushalmi, 24; Ori Danino, 25; Alexander Lobanov, 33; and Almog Sarusi, 27, executed and shot numerous times at close range right before the IDF found them in the tunnels. It was a very sad day, as they all were. 

As the rise in antisemitism gets crazier and people become more violent, there has been a conflict in Europe with Eurovision 2026 about banning Israel's participation after the threats received last year. However, there are vast numbers of celebrities who are finally opening their mouths and speaking out for these participants stating that these competitions have nothing to do with the current conflicts involving Israel. Why should these extremely talented young people be prevented from pursuing their dreams? Now that is a question we should consider in the United States and elsewhere. Why can't a young person, a middle-aged person, or an older person be banned or mistreated simply because they have a Jewish culture? In America anyone who wants to pursue their dreams as a citizen can do so. I have a blended heritage, as most people do, and I went to school. I had to get a scholarship and a loan, but I went, and I worked to pay off my own debt. I had nothing, but my husband worked hard, and we had three children, a mortgage, a car payment, and debts. We did it! I am very grateful when others need assistance and are able to receive it, and when I could help, I did, and I still do. That's the way I was raised. All this hate is ugly, just as it was when I was a little girl born in the 50's, but I thank God He shielded me from the hate. He only gave me love, and it grows daily for everyone, especially those who lead without conscience in our State. I pray for their salvation just as ardently as I do for others. Let's see how it turns out tomorrow after the polls close, and the votes are tallied.

My day would not have been complete without accidentally seeing an article in my Christian news about our former vice president speaking against our President at a woman's caucus. The criticisms were absurd and anyone with an education and who is able to read the news would know they were laughable lies. Yet, I'm sure she received a standing ovation, because that is just how evil things have become. While no one is perfect, there is a time when we must see with clear vision, speak out for truth, and expose the lies. But even if, God says that whatever is done in secret will be exposed by Him in the light, plus we all will reap what we have sown. I am grateful to hear Senator Federman speak out about the status of his party and his feelings. Perhaps someone else will speak out now, before the list of those who are up for re-election who are not going to run grows greater, probably because of fear of speaking the truth. It is easier to run and hide. The church does the same, sadly, but the day is coming, in fact, it is here now, when we must say, "Never Again!" 

Day 109 America Reads the Bible

 

 4/19/2026

"Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin

is a reproach to any people."  

Proverbs 14:34 

 

Today marks the beginning the America Reads the Bible as ministry leaders and national and international leaders, CEOs and ordinary people from all walks of life take their turn at the podium from Museum of the Bible's World Stage to read the Bible from Genesis to Revelation in one week.  One week One nation One book! The idea was inspired by Bunni Pounds:

"Bunni Pounds is the Founder and President of Christians Engaged as well as a Senior Vice President for Family Policy Alliance and Family Policy Alliance Foundation founded by Dr. James Dobson. She is the author of Jesus and Politics: One Woman’s Walk with God in a Mudslinging Profession and the upcoming book with the foreword by Candace Cameron Bure - Stepping Up to Lead: Rebuilding a Nation in the Footsteps of Nehemiah. She hosts two podcasts - Jesus for America, a devotional podcast teaching through scripture, and Conversations with Christians Engaged, an interview weekly show inspiring people to pray, vote, and engage ongoing." 

According to Intercessor's for America's post, "Pounds said the purpose of the marathon is to 'call the American people back to daily Bible reading for the well-being of our country.'  She hopes young leaders of tomorrow 'will rise to really fix the leadership crisis that we have in our country.'”

In Nehemiah 8:1-3, Ezra read the Word of God aloud to the people of Israel resulting in an "awakening revival and repentance" which inspired the people to get back to rebuilding the temple. Nehemiah was a contemporary of Ezra who had been sent back to Jerusalem by King Darius of Persia to rebuild the temple. Nehemiah served as the cupbearer of King Artaxerxes of Persia, and he had received news from a friend that the walls of Jerusalem were broken down and the gates burned. Upon hearing this news, he told the King who sent him back to Jerusalem temporarily to rebuild the walls. So Nehemiah mobilized the people, and overcoming opposition, they rebuilt the walls, and the temple was completed. Just as Nehemiah had to mobilize the people, Bunni Pounds feels that "America Reads the Bible is a sacred opportunity to call our nation back to its spiritual foundations. Through a public, continuous reading of the entire Bible in our nation’s capital by our national leaders from all spheres of influence, we believe God can spark revival in individual hearts and inspire Americans to carry the Word forward in their lives and communities into the next 250 years of our national story."

Just as in Ezra and Nehemiah's day, the call of America to rededicate our nation as One Nation Under God has met with opposition by many, sadly by those who serve in positions of leadership and in Congress. This should be a bipartisan effort to bring honor to our nation by giving honor to the God we serve, the One who makes all things possible, but sadly this is not happening.

Because of the sad state of our nation, the in-fighting and open, and often inflammatory comments made against each other, our nation is in trouble. Now is the time to humble ourselves and pray, seek God, as     2 Chronicles 7:14 instructs. It is a time to put aside hostility and stand in solidarity. The National Day of Pray will be honored on May 7th, and it will be another time for us to repent of our sins, humble ourselves and seek God's face. May we answer the call.

One Week. One Nation. One  

Day 108 These are the Days of My Life

 

4/18/2026

"We should all be concerned about the future, 

because we will have to spend the rest of our lives there."

Daily Walk

   

An early day today! Saturdays are usually my favorite days, because they are days of rest, relaxation, worship and singing, rejoicing, and listening to the word. Today was a very difficult and tricky text for Pastor Bill to go over, but I must say he gave us much to consider. The main reading was from the book of Leviticus, and it covered the laws for holiness as they related to personal hygiene and leprosy. Sounds like pretty heavy and intensely personal stuff, but really it can be understood from a somewhat different light if we look at it from a relative point of view which is what Bill does. I appreciate that about his teaching methods. We all need to know how to live in this world, because as Christians we represent a holy God, and we want to be examples of His righteousness to a world that's lost its way. 

When I was growing up my Mama and Grammy always had sayings for every occasion. With regards to personal hygiene and wearing clean clothes, they'd say "cleanliness is next to Godliness," or even if our clothes were older they'd say that they would "make clean come." Now I'm not exactly sure what that means, but I got their meaning, and I made sure that even if my clothes weren't store bought or perfect, as long as they were clean, the Lord didn't care. He cared that they were clean and fresh, and that I brushed my teeth, combed my hair, and took a bath. Or at least that is what I was led to believe. I was glad about that, because I always liked to look my best, and I can't remember being mistreated by anyone if my clothes were older. In fact Mama and Grammy both sewed, so I was blessed to have homemade dresses. I was always proud of my homemade clothing. As I got older, they taught me to sew, and I made clothes for my children and even made my husband shirts. The first one I made him I put the buttons on the wrong side, but he wore it anyway and never complained. When my older son graduated from high school, I made him a multi-patterned rayon shirt which was the rage at that time. He was the valedictorian, so I hope he felt special, as he loved that shirt. I asked him recently what happened to that masterpiece, and he said it went out of fashion. But fashion styles do circle back around, as history repeats itself. I'm still wearing skirts I made myself thirty-five years ago, and the rayon still looks brand new. I still receive compliments, and that makes me feel good, even though very few people wear ankle-length skirts. Virginians generally do not appreciate the Santa Fe style, but maybe I'll change the fashion mode!

Today marked Rosh Chodesh, the second month of the year on the Jewish calendar called Iyyar which marks a month of new beginnings. Just as the first month of the year, Nisan, began with Passover which marked the of the birth of the nation of Israel through their deliverance from Egypt, the month of Iyyar marks a time of healing and personal growth. When the children of Israel went through the desert they began to complain about not having food, and they grumbled about leaving the comfort of Egypt to starve in the desert. The Lord provided manna, bread from heaven, each day, but over a period of time and testing, the people complained about the same old stuff. The purpose of the daily manna along with the daily meal of quail, was to show them that God was their deliver and provider. It was a way of humbling  them and making them see their dependence on God who loved them and was going with them on their journey to the Promised Land. Several times they grumbled and wanted to return to the false security of Egypt, but God always heard their cries, and He always answered. Still, they had to pay the price for their rebellion, eventually through the death of an entire generation for their failure to believe that God would do what He said He would do. Why can't we just trust Him?!

As afternoon wore on my day became somewhat agitated by phone calls, texting, and other distractions at the wrong times. My relaxing and peaceful morning, recuperating from my tense and sleepless nights was becoming frought with confusion and anxiety. Even my cat has been a little more antsy than usual, as if someone is lurking behind him ready to pounce on him. Who knows what he encounters in his feral lifestyle in the wilds of Dinwiddie Gardens!

My windchimes were gently blowing in the breeze, and although they are supposed to be engineered to play Amazing Grace, what I discern is a blend of harmony and melody struggling against the breeze, but still pleasing in it's own way. So I can still hear and feel God's amazing grace, even so! Plus my imagination can harmonize the correct tune in my head, along with the bug sounds of trauma within my head that plays its raucous melody continuously. But I do find rest and peace. I have learned to do so in spite of whatever chaos or discordance drifts into my day attempting to bring disharmony. 

Later on in the evening after my son had his internet satellite aligned to receive the proper balance in order to function well, I was able to once again settle in to calm, and when I did finally pick up the phone in my self-defense, my daughter was happy again, and her topsy-turvy world had somehow righted itself, and she wanted to laugh again. 

These are the days of my life.  

Day 107 Higher Ground

 

4/17/2026

"You cannot lift your children

to a higher plane than the one on which

you live yourself."

Daily Walk

 

My alarm faithfully rang at 7 am, but I remained peacefully in bed, waking up intermittently until I drifted back to sleep. I hadn't slept well, as I didn't fall asleep until after 3:30 am. For some reason, try as hard as I might, I could not rest. So when the alarm went off, naturally I wasn't able to drag myself up, and so it went, drifting in and out of sleep, until almost 9 am! When I glanced at the clock and saw the time that got me moving! My prayer call was in about 30 minutes, and I hadn't prepared my heart. Whereas I know that God was not disappointed in or upset with me, I was very irate at myself for giving into the flesh and craving "just a little more time" to wake up. I am my own worst enemy!

Checking Israel's alerts I was happy to see that there had not been any rockets fired in Israel, and I was  relieved that the ceasefire in Lebanon did happen, while Iran continued to honor their ceasefire. I was able to get it all together, join the call and afterwards enjoy my quiet time, before I headed outside to finish cutting the grass. Seeing a freshly mowed lawn, in spite of more weeds than grass, warmed my heart. I didn't see my cat, Alex, until much later in the evening, however, because the in-house drama between my cat and my son's cat, Mia, who is a house cat, continues. The drama has become a daily encounter, as Mia is trying to keep the interloper out of her territory. I have to laugh, because she will vacate any room or flat service if we rattle the treat bag. In fact that's her plan, but it seldom works these days. Cats have a mind of their own, but I will not be moved!

As I continued my reading in 1 Chronicles I revisited King David's rise to the throne of Israel and his desire to build a temple for the Lord. Because David was a man of war, God denied his request, but He promised David that his son, Solomon, would be the next king, and he would build the temple for Him. David humbled himself before the Lord, and he praised God for his kindness to him in making him king and establishing a covenant with him and his family. God's plans will always be fulfilled, and it brings Him great joy when we obey His commands, walking in His plan. God entrusted David and Solomon with a greater, higher plan, and His plans would not be thwarted then or now.

In considering the rulers of Israel and Judah once Israel became a divided kingdom, it is difficult for me to understand how a godly king can have an ungodly successor, especially given David's leadership and Solomon's, yet in Judah the pattern was followed as it was in Israel. But for the most part Judah was ruled by men who loved God and whose rule was pleasing to God. I know that they were not perfect, but King David and Solomon loved God and obeyed His precepts. In the end Solomon's wives and concubines pulled him away from God, and he worshiped their false God's which led to a divided kingdom when his son ruled after him. He did not follow in God's ways as did his father.

Something happened in the afternoon that upset me, and although the matter is not completely resolved, I feel more peaceful about it, and I know that in spite of how things initially may have appeared on the surface, some decisions are made against another's express desires in order to have peace in the home. In speaking about children who do not always follows in God's ways, and who may not always make wise making choices, some seem to think only of themselves, but, I must say that my sons have not disappointed me, because when put to the maximum test, they chose honorably. Although people may judge what they do not know, when it comes down to making decisions that put others first, they do. Perhaps at a later time I will have the opportunity to share more personally, but it encourages me to know that my children know what Jesus would do, even if one of them is rebelling against Him. He will return, I have no doubt. Even when our children may not agree with us, they do watch us to see if we are consistent in word and deed. This is the higher plane, and I set my standards high for myself, because I serve a holy God, and I want to bring Him glory. I pray my children see His character in me and pursue the same. 

After a somewhat different day, I learned that the crew of Artemis II were sharing their experiences with the public, and in their description of God's creation and the awesome power of the universe, all His marvelous wonders, they shared the same feeling that given all that space we should learn to get along and seek peace, or something along those lines. It's wise counsel! 

Day 106 What Makes Sense?

 

4/16/2026

"We know that the whole creation groans and labors

with birth pangs together until now."

Romans 8:22

 

Since yesterday afternoon I have been puzzling over a series of events, news reports, special meetings, and a barrage of mostly garbage! The morning began well, and as I explained in yesterday's post I began studying 1 Chronicles, and David's family tree dating back to Adam. Afterwards, the prayer call began with a worship song - "Hodu Adonai Ki Tov" - Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good - as we always focus on the goodness of the Lord in every situation. I even listened to an inspiring message from C.S. Lewis on Gratitude called Thank Jesus for Today. It was a wonderful reminder that from the moment we wake up, we have so much for which to be thankful to God: 

"And the more I thank Him the more clearly I see Him, and the more clearly I see Him, the more beauty I find even in broken things. Even in unfinished days to thank Christ is to witness the world being made new even before anything around me changes." 

Afterwards I was able to cut the back yard and rid the crepe myrtle of those beastly Virginia Creeper vines that are beginning to appear again. Those evil vines, just like besetting sins, are tenacious! Hopefully, I avoided any contact with the poisonous oxalates located in the plant. There is much more to attend to, but I'll finish the side and front yards next. My life never lacks excitement or adventure!

But what got to me finally, on an emotional level, was noticing varying ways people are being distracted by important things, but things that are take their focus from the more important things or people. Going through morning emails can be a great chore, because there are so many. It's very tiring to spend the day deleting a ton of emails.I literally fell into bed last night I had become so exhausted by things I had seen, heard, and experienced. Terry MacAlmon's worship time on Wednesday evening is a lifesaver and a time where I find peace in the presence of God.

I'm struggling in knowing how to put into words just what I'm thinking, because it defies words, any that make sense, that is. I'm still so shook up by certain discoveries that I grabbed three Nutter Butter cookies and ate them. A no no, because they are full of gluten and sugar, and I am certain a bunch of preservatives and other garbage. My way of dealing with something is to eat a cookie...which isn't altogether bad - not the best health wise either - but gluten is not my friend. Oddly, one church meeting I attended online was hosting a man who specializes in eating Biblically. I only watched a half hour, as I've heard it all before, plus he mentioned Dr. Oz and Robert Kennedy's research, so I've already heard this information many times. My lifestyle has always been a simple one, because that's the way I was raised. It has changed from eating canned vegetables to eating fresh garden vegetables or frozen ones, but I was raised on solid food for the most part. My sister still has a garden and cans vegetables, so she shares with me. My garden did not pan out last year, and I don't know if I have the strength to prepare the soil and try again. My struggle of the past six weeks has taken a toil on my system, so I lack the energy, the "want to." Perhaps that will change as I get back outside and finish mowing the grass and pulling weeds. I sincerely hope so, as I love being outside. I would love to take off my shoes and run through the grass, but I'm afraid I'll step in a hole made by my mole friends, plus there are so many bees in the clover, and I am deathly allergic to certain ones. 

As I was posting an article on my Facebook page, a short came up in my news feed, so I decided to listen. While I could understand the logic behind the comments, and I could Biblically agree, I could not agree with the possible damaging affects his comments may have on people who leave everything to God to fix, as if we are supposed to sit safely in our homes or on the front pews at church and not do our part. I don't understand this way of thinking, when the Bible is so clear.

I was invited to a forum discussing present situations in America and Israel by a distinguished panel, but I was already aware of the concerns, so I preferred to spend my time listening to Terry MacAlmon's An Hour with Jesus show on YouTube, as I briefly mentioned above. That always lifts me up and sets my feet on higher and more solid ground. Terry was involved with Integrity Music along with Don Moen, who also has a worship time on YouTube earlier in the day on Wednesday. I was able to tune in to his right after my daily prayer call. Maybe this is what strengthened me so I could go outside and work. Never underestimate the power of prayer, praise, and worship! Later I turned on Mario Murillo's Fire Power, with Todd Coconato, both from Tennessee. Mario is an evangelist who continues to work under the big top - tent revivals. He's old school, and in a world that turns revivals and church services into rock concerts, it is refreshing to be acquainted with a men who only fears God. The subject was dismal sounding - Stop Them from Destroying Us -but it was truthful, informative, yet alarming.

This morning I awakened to a beautiful day, praised God for His wonder, and remembered the crazy dream that had awakened me in which people who had earthly, literally taken from the earth, treasures that they had secretly gathered and safely put away were sharing their items with me. One by one the contents of their treasure boxes revealed similar items, such as miniature trees and rocks, safely protected, wrapped up carefully and tucked away. I'm not sure what that was about, and yet I felt very strongly that it was one of a series of messages or dreams/visions, I will be receiving in days to come. I pray God will give me clear understanding, as what He has shown me in the past has been very direct and has happened or may be happening in the future. Later, when I picked up one of my devotional books that I have been neglecting for a few days, I found that the title for today was "Bind the Prince of the Power of the Air." The text definitely fit what I was facing yesterday and today -  and every day for a very long time. The attack I have been going through is not just my carelessness in not safeguarding my health better, it was allowed for a reason, and slowly God is revealing things to me that I need to know and learn. Perhaps to prepare me for something ahead? 

Amir Tsarfati's devotional for today was entitled Peace in the Birth Pangs," which explained our fallen world and the effects Adam's sin had on all of creation. To quote Amir:

"We live in a time during which the travails of the earth are increasing in frequency and intensity in a labor-pain-like fashion. Earthquakes are increasing, weather phenomena are getting more intense, and plagues are sweeping the globe. It seems that as soon as one disaster subsides, another comes." 

Amir spoke of Jesus' warnings to His disciples in John 16:33: "These things I have spoken to you, that in Me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world."  Every time something happens in the news, I am not surprised, and usually the first words from my mouth are the words of Jesus found in Matthew 24:37-39 when His disciples were asking Him about things to come and His return:

"But as the days of Noah were, so also will the coming of the Son of Man be. For as in the days before the flood, they were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, until the day that Noah entered the ark, and did not know until the flood came and took them all away, so also will the coming of the Son of Man be."

And so it goes. Our world is spiraling downwards, while the world and the church are continuing on with business as usual. It doesn't make sense to me, but I am trying to make a difference by what I do, say, and write. God said for me to write, and sometimes I wonder who really cares. But, the important thing is obedience to the word of God. Jesus did give us the command to go, but He also told us to occupy until He returns. Be involved. Don't sit idly by. And in the book of Revelation Jesus is speaking to the churches about what is expected. He has seen them, and they are found wanting. I do not want to be found wanting. I want to be actively fulfilling the purpose He has given me. Even if I have to give my life for His Name. Who will follow Christ's example?

Day 105 A Life in Christ

 

4/15/2026

 "A page of history is worth a volume of logic."

Daily Walk

 

The excitement of the morning for me was beginning to read 1 Chronicles 1-9 of the lineage of the David going back to Adam. Usually people groan when they get to the "begats," because they seem impossibly long, confusing, and boring. But they shouldn't be, if we consider that we may find our names listed inconspicuously within the names in history. As a challenge, the overview suggests the reader search for names we recognize, characters from the Old Testament writings that we remember the story, who we may consider the top five most important people, and why God felt it important that all these names be included in scripture. Seems like a pretty good game. 

I have always loved studying the lineage of Christ which dates all the back to the beginning also, as Mary's, the mother of Jesus, lineage went all the way back to Adam. The lineage of Jesus has even traced back through Joseph, his earthly father. In fact every human traces back to the beginning. Had Adam and Eve stayed on the up and up and obeyed God, we would be living in a perfect world, fruit trees and vegetables and all needs met, walking in the garden with God, and all of creation would be working in sync and not at a chaotic fury with one natural disaster after another. Think about that! 

As I read through scripture, and relive the lives of kings and kingdoms, I see the same return to the same sins, and even to this day man continues on the same spiral pathway downward leading to death and destruction. God provided for David a wonderful kingdom, and He promised that as long as his generations served Him and obeyed His commandments, one of David's family members would be seated on the throne. God called David the apple of His eye, and yet David failed God. He also repented quickly when he recognized his sin, and often it cost others, because the consequences of disobedience always affect others, even those who are innocent. 

I find it very interesting that David had many wives and concubines. Why did God allow that after He had said it was sinful? Then Solomon's first marriage, whom God entrusted with great wisdom, was to Pharaoh's daughter. Solomon had thousands of wives and concubines. He also purchased horses from Egypt, and clearly God said never to have any dealings with Egypt and not to buy horses from them. But it was Solomon's son, Rehoboam who caused the kingdom to be divided, ripped from David, with the exception of the tribe of Judah, because he was an evil king who did not follow in his father's footsteps when it came to obedience to God. There's so much I don't understand, but I see the same sins committed over and over again. But it doesn't hold a candle to the degradation that exists in our world today. We have fallen so far down that I wonder if we can be pulled back from the mire and stagnation of this age. And yet God in His great mercy is willing to pardon and save, because we all have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God. When God loves at us, we who have surrendered our wills to our Father, He only sees the righteous of Jesus Christ, the blood that ransomed our souls. We were all made in the image of God, but there is only one way to God and that is through the blood of Jesus.

Why must we make it so hard! 

Day 104 Yom HaShoah

 

4/14/2026

"As the mountains surround Jerusalem, 

so the LORD surrounds His people

from this time forth 

and forever."

Psalm 125:2

 

Today we remember, and today we repeat the words we repeat so often - "Never again!" Each year we remember the six million who lost their lives in the Holocaust, but we also remember those who survived and continue to live through the sirens that sound in Israel almost daily in some areas. In Haifa, located in the northern part of Israel on the coast, the International Christian Embassy Jerusalem (ICEJ), a ministry I call family, has a home for Holocaust survivors, a place where they have community and live a safe and closely knit life with family, living out the remainder of their years in Israel. Haifa House is only one ministry that supports these dearly beloved elders whom I hope one day to meet. The Jewish people have become so much more important to me, and my heart is broken, as is the heart of God, when I see the tremendous rise in antisemitism growing daily in our nation and in the nations of this world. If I live to be whatever age my LORD desires to keep me on this earth, I will never understand hatred. I didn't understand prejudice when I was a very young girl who was silenced more than once for asking the wrong questions. 

One of our team members, a couple who lives in Liverpool in the United Kingdom, stated that the authorities are now going door to door asking who supports Israel. If they are standing with Israel, then their names are entered into a book. The same is happening elsewhere in Europe as antisemitism and the lies are growing more each day from false media and hatred being spewed by those who hate the Jewish people and do not feel that Israel has a legitimate right to exist. Those professing to be Christians, and the churches who are labeled as such, are included in this group. How can anyone who holds a Bible in their hands daily believe such heresy and lies. From Genesis to Revelation the Bible states the story of the Jewish people. The Bible was written by the Jewish people, and thankfully they shared it with the world. We have so much to thank them for, yet we are blinded by the lies that can be dispelled if one just reads the Bible, praying that God will show them the truth that sets men free. In Genesis God called Abraham, then Abram, to leave his family, so that God could use him to create a nation that would be a blessing to all nations. Genesis 12:1-4 states:

"Now the LORD had said to Abram: 'Get out of your country, from your family and from your father's house, to a land that I will show you. I will make you a great nation; I will bless you and make your name great; and you shall be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and I will curse him who curses you; and in you all the families of the earth shall be blessed.' So Abram departed as the LORD had spoken to him, and Lot went with him. And Abram was seventy-five years old when he departed from Haran." 

In verse 7 of Genesis 12 when Abram reached the land, God appears to Abram again: "Then the LORD appeared to Abram and said, 'To your descendants I will give this land.' And there he built an altar to the LORD, who had appeared to him." 

There is so much controversy going on now by once trusted men and women of God, one in particular who is hurting the cause of Christ in his criticism of Israel. This man is obviously under a demonic stronghold, but rather than be angry at him or at any other person, we who stand with Israel recognize that we are not dealing with flesh and blood, but with the principalities, powers, spiritual darkness of this age, and spiritual wickedness in high places. So we fight on our knees. I pray that the church will wake up from their slumber and stand with Israel, or they may suffer also.

This afternoon I attended a conference call with one of the ministries in Israel in the Bonhoeffer tradition. There was one lady on the call who has a ministry in America with whom I am acquainted, and she spoke about her personal search for her Judeo-Christian roots, and she found some troubling past sins in the family line that led her to repent on behalf of the dark past with regards to Israel. She challenged each of us to do the same. I am always bringing past sins up as Holy Spirit shines the light on my life, repenting on behalf of others, beginning first with myself, even though I was not involved. Still this is how it is done corporately. Unknown to this speaker or anyone, other than my son, I have already been searching a little deeper into my family history to find connections. What I have discovered has already cut me to the core, but I also am overjoyed with some things I have realized. It began with a friend becoming fascinated with the story of the Shroud of Turin, what is believed to be the burial cloths of Jesus. The evidence has been verified as truth over and over, even by those who initially hoped to prove others wrong. I love it when those who think they know something, find they know nothing. The Bible says as much when Paul the Apostle tells us that we see through a glass darkly. But what they found concerns me and my family personally, and I find it fascinating. I hope to connect with the speaker from yesterday's conference with my findings. 

I also happened upon another person's testimony, and I hope to listen to that as well. Who knows, perhaps whoever reads this post will discover that lurking in the shadows of your DNA lie secrets. Regardless of what I discover, I am not ashamed to say that I stand with Israel, and on this day I stand grieving the loss of all the lives during the Holocaust and the Warsaw Revolution and for the lives that have been lost during this ugly time since 10/7/2023. This hatred must end, and it must end now. Whether anyone likes it or not, Israel was established by God, and the Jewish people are His Chosen People. Gentiles who believe in Christ and live for Him have been granted the unique blessing of being grafted into the vine to partake of the blessings God spoke about to Abraham. But, in Romans 11 Paul clearly spells it out that if we do not live accordingly, we can be cut off. It is sobering indeed, so take a look at Romans, Chapters 9-11. Then thank God for His extreme mercy and grace. This is His will and His Word, and the gifts and callings of God are irrevocable.

So today, we honor you, and we pray for the salvation of the Jewish people, so that they will know the Savior of the world and that He is coming again! Shalom!

Day 103 What Matters Most

 

4/13/2026

 "All labels die when tested."

- Unknown

 

Yesterday I heard a pastor I respect speaking about the condition of the church, and while it is discouraging to watch what is happening, or not happening in our American churches, it was rather refreshing to see that someone is paying attention. Often I wonder if anyone is heeding the admonition of the LORD in the scriptures. I made a comment once about the original church, and how Jesus never said anything about denominations; He spoke of "the body." The pastor also commented, as have I, that Martin Luther and other early theologians would be appalled that a religion was named after them. I imagine many of the early theologians would be upset should they discover that religions or denomination originated from their teachings which have caused divisions in the body of Christ. When there are differences in schools of thought, personal beliefs or interpretations of scripture, a rift in the church develops, and a new church is birthed. The is not church planting. This is pride that goes before a fall. These are my thoughts, but apparently others have also considered it. It seems as if each one has an agenda that they follow, so if others don't believe as they do, a new movement is launched. The Bible should be the only authority on a matter, not personal feelings. Seems tiring having all these man made labels. This is why I call myself a follower of Christ, and my source is strictly the Bible, the word of God. Today I heard someone talking about the Ethiopian Bible being more accurate than the King James Version because it contains many of the parts left out for whatever reason they were not considered part of the original scriptures. I find it disturbing that there are so many Bibles with pastors' names on them. I understand that opinions and interpretations of texts are included, but it seems a bit presumptuous to me to use one's name as author of the Bible. This is my opinion.

I've been reading the book Tortured for Christ by Richard Wurmbrand, a Romanian priest who was imprisoned and tortured by the Communist Party for fourteen years. His testimony of forgiveness is amazing, as are those of the people he lists. It seems that the years of torture only served to make him love his tormentors all the more. How is that possible, one may ask? Well, the love of God can move hearts. If we understood the emptiness of the ones who are taught to hate those who embrace Christianity, who embrace Jesus, and who, no matter how much they are tortured, refuse to deny Christ, and show love and forgiveness to their tormentors, perhaps we can begin to understand God's love for all mankind. We can understand how He can change our hearts to those of love and compassion under the direst of circumstances towards those who persecute us. It is what Jesus modeled when He asked the Father to forgive them, because they did not know what they were doing. Only God can do that!

In his book Wurmbrand says that there are actually young Communists who have given their hearts to Jesus who continue to work as a Communists. One such report he provided reads:

"The Communist newspaper then described a 'savage' picture: "Young boys and girls sing spiritual hymns. They receive the ritual baptism and keep the evil, treacherous teaching of love toward the enemy." The article also stated that many young boys and girls who carry membership in the Communist Youth Organization are in reality Christians! It concluded with the words: 'How powerless must be the Community school, how boresome and deprived of light...that the pastors are able to snatch away its disciples from under the nose of their indifferent educators." 

Wurmbrand stated that: "The Communist newspapers bear witness to the fact that Christianity advanced among the youth!"

 I have mentioned the extreme hunger that the young people in America have, and because of their search for authenticity, for the truth of the Word, not "God gets you" messages that pat one on the back and never hold a sinner accountable for their sin. No, these young people, especially young men are running to churches that are alive in Christ, where they are learning, growing, transforming their lives, calling out for repentance and salvation. There are two churches right now where such revivals are ongoing. I can understand their need. I remain hungry for the Word of God. I  have an insatiable hunger, so I attend churches that teach the Bible, word by word, line by line, book by book. It is so wonderful to study this way, and apply it to what is happening today. The church needs to know how to explain what is happening today, on our streets, in our government, applying it to what God has said. It does not protect someone, because people need to know how to stand up for righteousness, for Jesus.

Wurmbrand had this to say about the Western church: "Whoever has known the spiritual beauty of the Underground Church cannot be satisfied anymore with the emptiness of some Western churches." Further he says, "I suffer in the West more than I suffered in a Communist jail because now I see with my  own eyes Western civilization dying."

I wept as I read his feelings about the modern church and their lack of concern about their fellow man who is being tortured, raped, viciously murdered for their faith, and the church does and says little. Such news is not reported, and if it is, it is sensationalized to benefit the one who writes it. There is little, if any true concern about martyrs, because the church has become dead to the Gospel of Jesus Christ, the message that Jesus told the disciples to go and preach to all the world. Wurmwood says of the church: "The West sleeps and must be awakened to see the plight of captive nations." But it has become so much worse than that.

I have spoken about antisemitism until I am blue in the face! Some hang their Jewish flags, but that is the extent of their action! Who is speaking out against it?! I have actually made myself physically ill listening to Sunday sermons online to see who, if any, of the local pastors mention Israel or even understands what is happening now in Iran. The only reason some speak out is because they hate our President, so this is a great opportunity to see what lies they can fabricate to get him removed from office. The man does not ever get a moment's rest from criticism and lies! No one is perfect, but God placed him in office, and it is dangerous to oppose a Holy God. The truth about our Judeo-Christian roots is not taught in the church or in universities or seminaries. Replacement Theology has taken root in the heart of the church. No one seems to understand that Jesus is King of the Jews. He is in fact a Jew Himself! The church has been blinded, just as Saul of Tarsus was blinded until the scales dropped from His eyes by his encounter with the Living Christ! We need a fresh encounter with the Living Christ!

Right now in some American cities, Islam has become the religion. Soon America will become a land of underground churches. In fact, it is a semblance of one. Without the online community I would not have a church. Covid was responsible for the growth of the online communities, and they have continued and have grown even more since the epidemic. Why are people choosing to remain in these online churches and not seek out the face to face fellowship with others? For many I realize it is convenience or laziness, because they don't have to get dressed or leave the house. I hate it when I cannot get out and at least sit in the same room with believers, even when they don't fully understand. I ask my online group that question all the time, as I encourage church attendance and becoming involved in the fellowship and outreach. Yet, I don't feel that I have found a home yet, but until I do, I will attend one where the word is read in context, line by line, book by book.

One day, soon I hope, the Lord will return for the remnant of the church, His Body of Christ, the church. Will we be found with our oil lamps lit and our lives that of the spotless bride?  

Day 102 Short Accounts

 

4/12/2026

"But thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. 

Therefore, my beloved brethren, be steadfast, immovable, 

always abounding in the work of the Lord, 

knowing that your labor is not in vain in the Lord."

   1 Corinthians 15:57-58

 

Once again a dream woke me up just as the alarm was supposed to go off this morning. This one seemed to be about self-indulgence, or at least I felt that it was. I dreamed about buying donuts, knowing full well that I am not supposed to eat gluten. They were four for a dollar, and besides, I thought about a cream filled donut, and I so wanted one. I can't remember what else I bought, except I did consider my son's favorite. It's interesting that there was a shortage of donuts, but I was lucky enough to find that white-creamed lard donut! But, as it turned out, I lost the donuts, so I didn't have the pleasure of consuming these delicacies and suffering afterwards. Why is it that we always want what is not good for us?! These past five weeks of dealing with this itching rash from whatever it was that I managed to get into should have taught me to stay away from anything that causes me discomfort. I also noticed that I have had a craving for candy! I don't generally keep chocolate candy around the house, as it's not good for me or Daniel. I guess it has to do with having control over something when I don't have any control over what is happening to me physically. But then what do I know. Fortunately, we didn't cave and buy candy. Although tomorrow is another day!

This morning I woke up with a rash on my face, so I felt it may be better not to attend church, not knowing what caused it. Hopefully, it's just from putting my hands on my face or rubbing my face into the pillowcase while I was sleeping. Tonight I'm going to put on a clean pillowcase, just to test it out. And when I pray, I'm going to try to keep my hands away from my face. I seem to have many bad habits, plus I have a bit of vanity in wanting my face to clear up before I go out. I promised my friend that I'd apply for my passport, so I really want to look my best. When I got my driver's license when I first moved back to Virginia, I was not prepared for the photo, subsequently, I looked like a ragamuffin with stringy hair and a "just that the photo" face. I am not very photogenic, but I look like a vagrant! At least I get smiles from anyone who sees it. 

Pastor Greg's message for this morning was called The Lord's Prayer, a model prayer given to the disciples by Jesus, as they wanted to know how he prayed when He went off into the hills to be alone with God. Each day I say this prayer as a corporate prayer for intercessors, including myself, my family, my friends, the nation's leaders and the world leaders. We have our priorities in prayer, but God knows what we truly need. I want my prayer to align with His will, certainly not mine. I memorized The Lord's Prayer as a child, but I have begun saying it daily as I meditate over each verse. I never want to do something routinely. I want every scripture to be considered appropriately. Later, when I watched Jesus Image's morning worship service, I learned that this prayer is not spoken in some churches, as some churches are uncomfortable saying it. I am not, and I cannot imagine a Christian who feels this way. So many things I never thought I'd see or hear are happening, just as the prophets foretold. It can become overwhelmed, especially if one relies on social media for news. It's hard to know what is real or imagined or fabricated by AI. The days are indeed wicked. This is why we must pray always and consult the Bible as the authority and source of all wisdom. James 1:5 says "If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him."

This is indeed a time to seek the Lord while He may be found. Sitting at His feet, learning from the words that He speaks. Have a heart of forgiveness and extend mercy towards others, just as God extended great mercy and forgiveness upon us. 

Day 101 A Heart Like His

 

4/11/2026

“Spiritual work is taxing work, and men are loath to do it. 

Praying, true praying, costs an outlay of serious attention and of time, 

which flesh and blood do not relish.” 

E. M. Bounds 

 

This has been an exceptional Shabbat! After the global prayer call on Saturdays, I anxiously switch over to my online church, Jacob's Tent, but I guess it was canceled due to a flu outbreak that seems to plague the church, so I tuned into the Messianic synagogue in Richmond, Tikvat Israel. I've never taken the time to visit, but I do follow through weekly newsletters and special updates. I always receive the YouTube link to their service, but I've only tuned in one time. But today, I decided I'd listen in, and I am so glad that I did. I really like Rabbi David, as it is obvious that he has a close relationship with his church members and with the community. I haven't visited, because I love Jacob's Tent so much, but then as wonderful as it is, they are not local. This morning, Tikvat had a guest speaker, Randy Martinez from MAPS Global located in Richmond. Imagine that! But it gets better and more personal for me. This ministry understands what it means to go into all the world, beginning with your own community, and teach the Gospel to those in need of the only good word. This ministry has been right here, under my nose, and I didn't know it. Perhaps this is the answer to my prayer. 

When Randy began to speak, and his message was based on Matthew 9:35-38, I knew this message was for my ears. This scripture speaks of the compassion of Jesus:

"Then Jesus went about all the cities and villages, teaching in their synagogues, preaching the gospel of the kingdom, and healing every sickness and every disease among the people. But when He saw the multitudes, He was moved with compassion for them, because they were weary and scattered, like sheep having no shepherd. Then He said to his disciples, 'The harvest truly is plentiful, but the laborers are few. Therefore pray the Lord of the harvest to send out laborers into His harvest.'"

Randy shared that the feeling that gripped Jesus when He looked at the crowd was gut wrenching, twisting Him up in literal knots in His guts, the feelings were so intense, because He saw their spiritual needs. He could see to the very core the true needs of this multitude, and He knew their needs were not being understood, nor realized. He said they were like sheep without a shepherd. The common reaction a person experiences to a truly needy person, is generally disgust pointing out the individual's obvious disrespect for their own appearance. Or it can be the smell a person may exude that is unpleasing. I had never thought about it until this moment, but perhaps this is one reason God had me travel this road as He was restoring me from my years of mistreatment and abandonment, by giving me jobs in caring for others. I remember as a health care supervisor my job was to schedule caregivers with the clients. There were some clients that were hard to staff, because of personality, location, or less than agreeable circumstances. In other words, the physical needs were too much to handle. Generally, those with some form of mental trauma tended to be challenging for some, but I learned even more about those unique opportunities when God graduated me to case management. I have witnessed people living in filthy conditions, and although the authorities knew, they did not correct the situation, so I had to provide for them the best care that I could. Often I was the one intervening. Fortunately also, there are many compassionate people who care for others, because I know it is not for the money. 

His three points that he made were about the worthiness of Jesus, Jesus' heart of compassion, and the anointing of Jesus. He spoke about the importance of true worship, not simply singing a few songs as a warm up to the sermon, but fully lingering in the presence of of a God who is worthy of praise and adoration. Sadly this is missing in most churches who think they're doing this, but the "feeling" soon leaves. Trust me, when in the presence, nothing else matters and time is irrelevant. All that matters is Him.

Jesus has a heart of compassion for the lost and broken. I have often spoken of asking God to break my heart for what breaks His, warning others not to pray it unless you're sincere, because He answers. Randy mentioned the same. Sitting before Him, waiting in His Presence, not simply praying a list of needs, but seeking His direction, asking Holy Spirit to speak. Believe me when I say many things grieve the heart of God. It begins with our own hearts. Repenting for seeking our own desires, or own ways of doing things. Surrendering afresh and truly asking Him to break our hearts, so there is none of us and all of Him.

Randy said that "you become what you behold," and this is so true. Things we think are important, things that take up our time when we should be focused on others. Seeking God for a fresh anointing for the harassed and helpless of this world. This extends to every nation, but particularly to those areas that are the least covered regions. Right now we have a war going on in Iran. The Middle East is one of those areas that is without Christ and in need of the Gospel message. I have shared before that Isaiah 19 speaks of the restoration of Egypt and the Assyrian nations with Israel. Iran is home to the largest and fastest growing underground church, even in war. God cares about the Muslims, and the Buddhists, and all peoples. And He tells us to go, witness, and lead all men to Christ. We need to pray for a heart of compassion, a love for others, as Jesus has for all men. Many times we don't even consider others, because many times the truth is not widely spread on secular news. 

Hearing this message today stirred my already stirred up heart. I care so much for the lost and dying world, and each day I pray and ask Abba to tell me what I am to do next. I am already 75 years of age, and I don't want to waste a single moment of my life out of His will. So this message rings true to my heart and my ears. I hope it does the same for others, because time is getting short. 

Day 100 He Came Once For All

 

4/10/2026

 "We now have this light shining in our hearts, 

but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. 

This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves.” 

2 Corinthians 4:7 NLT

 

I awakened early this morning to find Alex in the kitchen, waiting by the door, wanting to be off on his morning tryst. He wasn't interested in food which leads me to believe he had already eaten earlier. No, Alex had bigger plans for his morning. Reluctantly, I opened the door and freed him, only to have him back at 7 am for his morning snack. He's been in and out all day, but so far he has not returned to spend the night. Cats definitely have minds of their own.

This morning the first person who came to mind was Jill, and her untimely death greatly disturbed me. Knowing she's with a great crowd of witnesses, in heaven, with her mom, should bring me peace, but the loss of mother, then daughter, has been very hard. I decided that I needed to get busy and see if I could muster the strength to clean to keep my mind from dwelling on this great sadness. Thankfully, I was able to vacuum and dust and scrub a couple of floors, not without events, but I did get the jobs done. I even vacuumed off my plush collection that sits along the top shelf of my bookcase. It was a good beginning. Now I just need to keep the momentum going.

As I was reading this morning, I happened upon a statement made by Dr. J Vernon McGee, who used to have a radio show call Thru the Bible. He had a monotone voice, rather high pitched, but pleasant with a country drawl. I used to love to hear him read through the Bible, then he'd explain the scriptures very clearly. The quote I read was this: "This is God's universe, and God does things His way. You may have a better way, but you don't have a universe." I imagine that statement stopped some people in their tracks. He was referring to man's idea of who a Savior should be. Sadly the church has much to do with people's mixed idea of why Jesus came and just what salvation includes. Even writing those words seems ridiculous to me, because it is blatantly obvious in the scriptures why Jesus left heaven to become man, so He could die a horrible death, to save us from our sins, so we wouldn't rot in hell, eternally separated from a God who loves us. After all, we didn't deserve this sacrifice. People have a hard time swallowing that truth too, but we are all sinners. Hebrews 9:27-28 puts it this way: "It is appointed for men to die once, but after this the judgment, so Christ was offered once to bear the sins of many. To those who eagerly wait for Him He will appear a second time, apart from sin, for salvation."

For me, that's great news! Knowing I can do nothing to earn salvation, but all I have to do is accept Christ's great sacrifice and surrender my life to God's perfect will. For me there is no better news, no better gift. I come empty-handed, in humility and with thanksgiving. The only treasure I need in this body is God's Spirit living within me, and the joy I feel is in sharing Him with others. Like I did with Jill and with her mom, and now they are enjoying His Presence with so many others. And although I'm here, waiting for my day to come, I want to continue to live daily in His Presence, listening for His leading, obedient to His word and His call.  

Day 99 Not What I Wanted

 

4/9/2026

"My heart is steadfast, O God,

my heart is steadfast; 

I will sing and give praise."

Psalm 57:7

 

I'm fighting to hold back the tears that I've been hiding inside all day. Each day I put on my smile that hides the deepest pain within my heart. I don't dare share my pain with anyone other than Jesus, because honestly He's the only one who can understand and respond in the appropriate way. He's the only one who truly knows me!  

This morning in the global prayer call we laid our feelings before the Lord, calling on His wisdom, recommitting ourselves to remain active as watchmen on the wall of Jerusalem. Today marked 916 days of daily prayer calls for Israel. We truly have witnessed countless answers to prayer and supernatural, divine intervention, and we fully realize that before all is said and done in this long battle, all men will come to the realization that only God could have done it! Only God is the one who can change the course of a nation. Throughout scripture this truth is repeated over and over and over again. Man can only do so much, but God will not share the glory with man. God alone receives the praise, honor, and glory!

This morning I was awakened by an unsettling dream, the meaning I still do not understand. I am reminded of a very cruel voice message I received from someone I love very much. It's not unique in that I have received so many messages like this, and things said to me directly. I know that the words are demonically inspired, but I feel so helpless to stop them, other than to separate myself for a season and devote the matter to prayer. The dream I had involved three newborn puppies, whose fates did not fare well, except possibly one. I pray for clarity if this dream is from the Lord. I know that I've been subjected to so many vicious attacks over the past four months that the enemy can also invade my dreams. I immediately remembered a time in my life when a little white kitten, who was blind, was used to torment me. But the dream unsettled me. I was able to worship and spend time with Abba, but I kept remembering and have been unable to fully put it to rest.

Later in the day I made a call to friend, and the conversation was interrupted several times by losing the call, because his phone needed to be charged. We persevered, and as he shared, I listened intently, as his words were so similar to what I am experiencing in my life. This brought some encouragement, as I mentioned previously, I do not talk to people easily. He challenged me to take a step of faith, as he had just done, to apply for a passport, so when, or if, the time comes, and God says "Go" I will be ready, as will he. Peter is an intercessor, like me, and he has been a spiritual father, for many years. He lives in Pagosa Springs, Colorado, and he lost his beloved wife Rebekah not too long ago. I know the loss is great for him, and it is also for me. I know she is safely in the arms of Jesus. That is our joy, but I know he really misses his handmaiden. I pray that I will be able to see Peter this side of heaven, but he is advancing in age way past me. What I realize more and more is that only God knows the length of our days. I shared with someone else today, who lost his wife also, that God must not be finished with us yet, as we remain behind. My only desire, other than seeing Jesus face to face, is to hear Him say, "Well done, My good and faithful servant," knowing that I completed the work He has for me to do. I believe we all feel that way.

After feeling better just for hearing from Peter, I decided to call my young friend, the daughter of my dear friend Irma who passed away shortly after I moved here in 2021. The circumstances were so disturbing that I do not go a day without remembering, the loss is still so great. Her daughter has been very close to me, and we have stayed in touch. Her birthday was the other day, and I hadn't heard back from her, so I tried to call her. She didn't answer my texts, so I was concerned. I finally called her dad, and I found out that Jill had passed away before Easter from pneumonia. Words cannot express the loss I feel. As I write these words, it's the first time I have been able to grieve. I loved her dearly, and although I could never take the place of her mother, she was like a daughter to me, and I knew that she loved me too. Her life had been one of many hurts, especially after losing her beloved husband, Jesse unexpectedly about ten years ago. But, in recent days she had been living life again, enjoying her children, the older a mother of two children. Her daughter Grace graduated last year, and her son may be graduating this year. I spoke to them not that long ago. I have such special memories, and I am grateful for those precious times, but the loss is more than I can bear at this time. I seem to be losing many people I love. 

We all have dreams. We all have hopes. I always wanted my children to have what I was denied, and I always supported their dreams. Sadly, I was not told certain things, and I cannot change what followed. But even if things happen in life, and our dreams seem to be over, I do believe with God all things are possible, and He can make a way where there seems to be no way. Scripture bears that truth. I hang on to that truth from His Word, because I hang on to my dreams. My life is not what I wanted for my myself, not what I had envisioned, but there is nothing I can do now except continue to take each step, each day, and live my life totally for Him.

So, I write, and I wait, and I learn from Him in the secret place. The closer I feel to Jesus, the more love I have for others, and the more I want to see them succeed in their lives. These turbulent days are so unsettling if one focuses on the negative, but if we put our trust in Jesus, and if we spend time in His Presence, we will be able to live in His peace and share this peace with others. That is a much better way to spend our days, as opposed to tearing each other down or listening to social media berate others. It's time to grow up and wise up and see the Lord while He may be found. He is the only truth! 

Day 98 By Faith

 

4/8/2026

"The same heat from the sun both hardens

the brick and melts the butter."  

Daily Walk

 

The weather has become so unpredictable, one day warm, the next much colder. It's also flu season, I understand, so I'm certain it is having a roller coaster effect on people, making them sick. It's interesting that although my immune system is compromised, I don't really get sick, or at least flu, colds or such. But I am still wrestling with whatever poison has attacked my body causing these rashes; it seems relentless. The good thing is that I am not scratching as much. I guess I'm getting used to the itching. That's a sad thought! I decided I'd take my chances and go outside and tackle some yard work. I can't hide forever, and whatever this malady is will eventually get out, or I sincerely hope so. Life sure can be fun!

I have discovered that Virginia has a Creeper! In fact it hides in bushes and trees, and it sneaks down to its unsuspecting prey and infects it with poisonous venom! It's a green five leaf vine that really infected my bushes by twisting and turning and attaching itself with vines that wrap around every twig and spreads underground. It's not as poisonous as poison ivy, oak, or sumac, but it can cause bad reactions in its victims. So this is one source of my problems, but it is not the thorn that stuck me, so that remains a mystery. Regardless, it is tenacious, and it will not go away. It is wearying, as any malady can be, but I am doing my best to get on with life, as much as I can.

I must admit that I've been having trouble focusing on writing today. It took some thought to get through yesterday's post, but once I began, it pieced itself together, at least as far I am concerned. I'm still asking Abba what it is I am supposed to be learning from all this isolation. My thoughts always go back to what we lost when we moved from Virginia to go the New Mexico, against God's timing. God is always true to His word, and today here I am, still picking up the pieces of lives, including my own, but He is with me. I don't understand, and I am beginning to realize that I don't need to know everything. I just need to trust Him. It's all He's asked of me, for the moment. James 1:2-4 gives us another perspective:

"Dear Brothers, is your life full of difficulties and temptations? Then be happy, for when the way is rough, your patience has a chance to grow. So let it grow, and don't try to squirm out of your problems. For when your patience is finally in full bloom, then you will be ready for anything, strong in character, full and complete." 

I always felt as if I was ready for anything, but then something happened. That's the way it goes. Confidence doesn't come easily, then when it does, the glow of the victory fades quickly. Is this my doing? Perhaps I didn't encourage myself enough. Did I become lazy and neglect the word? Did I not dwell in the secret place? Neither, thankfully, yet even so, there has been a quietness, and I know God's listening. I know He hears, and I know He listens. Miracles are everywhere, and each day is fresh and alive. All it takes is for me to open my heart, breathe deeply and enter into His Presence. All that is required is faith, the unwavering kind, even when an answer doesn't come: 

Hebrews 11:1-3, 6 AMP

"Now faith is the assurance (title deed, confirmation) of things hoped for (divinely guaranteed), and the evidence of things not seen [the conviction of their reality—faith comprehends as fact what cannot be experienced by the physical senses]. For by this [kind of] faith the men of old gained [divine] approval.By faith [that is, with an inherent trust and enduring confidence in the power, wisdom and goodness of God] we understand that the worlds (universe, ages) were framed and created [formed, put in order, and equipped for their intended purpose] by the word of God, so that what is seen was not made out of things which are visible."

"But without faith it is impossible to [walk with God and] please Him, for whoever comes [near] to God must [necessarily] believe that God exists and that He rewards those who [earnestly and diligently] seek Him."

Having faith only requires me to obediently continue to heed God's counsel, follow Him step by step each day, and share the love of Christ with everyone. He also instructs us to love others, do good to everyone, especially to those who treat us wrongly. My calendar quotation for the day says: "I have resolved to pray more and pray always, to pray in all places where quietness inviteth, in the house, on the highway, and on the street; and to know no street or passage in this city that may not witness that I have not forgotten God." (Sir Thomas Browne).

Timely advice. 

Day 97 Moon River

 

4/7/2026 

"Let the Spirit of God teach you what He is driving at

and learn not to grieve Him. If we are abiding in Jesus Christ

we shall ask what He wants us to ask, whether we are

conscious of doing so or not."

Oswald Chambers

 

As the days become darker and the world continues to spin out of control, I find my life becoming more peaceful in unexpected ways. I often feel as if I am doing something wrong, so I ask God to forgive me for whatever I am not doing. Why is it that I feel I need to always be doing something?! Can't it be enough to sit at the feet of Jesus and linger awhile, listening, even if hearing nothing, just resting. Why is silence so difficult for some? I've always loved being hidden away from everyone, tucked into a little hovel in the midst of a dense forest, mountains providing a canopy of majestic trees towering high against the bluest skies of heaven. A sea of color splashed against God's natural canvas of nature.  

I am reminded of Tolkien's story of The Hobbit - Bilbo Baggins - who lived in the woods in a Hobbit hole, but it was a fine, wooden cabin tucked into the side of the mountain, charming in every way. It seems so idyllic, and comfortable, inviting, as surely it was meant to be. It reminds me of times when people visited each other more often. I remember my daddy always took us to visit his sisters each weekend. We never traveled any further than a two hour drive to Alexandria where mama's great aunts lived, but as a child, I always loved visiting older relatives. Perhaps I am an old soul, but the trips were special. I especially enjoyed my second cousins, because we'd either go swimming or we'd roller skate up and down the sidewalks that rolled like hills. I enjoyed family. Now, unless I force the issue and make the connections, we don't visit, unless there's a funeral. That's kind of a dismal thought. Back then, I knew the names of everyone, but now, my cousins are grown, their children are grown, and their children have children. Trying to memorize faces and names of all these people is very challenging. Still, I make the effort. It would be nice to know the stories behind the names. I would love for someone to want to know who I am. I often wonder if my parents even knew who I had become. I lived so far away for thirty-five years, and although they visited me and I, them, it wasn't the same as living close. When I was alone, and my life changed so much, I doubt that they really knew who I had become, if I can put it that way. Or what I did for a living. Who I was and who I am. 

Life can get away from us. I'd like for them to know that my faith only grew stronger as did my love for Jesus. That I know they knew, because all I do is talk about Jesus and all He has done for me. They knew that I could sing, because they found that out when they visited me in New Mexico. I did sing in groups, in a choir, and solos in Virginia, but I guess they never heard me sing alone. I think they knew I was a puppeteer, but maybe not. Perhaps coming home after being away for so long is to get to know my family again. The only problem is that everyone is too busy to get together. But, I am determined that I won't let that keep me from trying. 

I was listening to Marty Goetz from House of Worship sing Moon River by Andy Williams. That really brought back memories for me. Even as a child I loved movie soundtracks, and I loved Andy Williams. My aunt gave me a Christmas album by him one year. Oh, how I cherished that record, and I played it over and over again, until someone decided that they would "borrow" it, but it was never returned. The memory still lingers on, so it's okay. I can remember, and I see it in my brain. When I saw the visual shots of the moon from Artemis II space craft, I thought of that song. God's universe is unimaginably brilliant in design and display against a galaxy of stars. I wonder how many people truly recognize how beautiful God made everything! Does anyone take the time to really look and see and appreciate it? If not they are missing out.

I think I'll sit awhile and enjoy the music and the scenery while there's still time. 

Day 96 The Next Thing

 

4/6/2026

"Never doubt in the dark what God 

told you in the light."

Daily Walk

 

As the end of day approaches I find myself exhausted and lost in thought. Now that Easter has passed - Resurrection Sunday - and Passover continues, the counting of the Omer (a sheaf of grain) began the second day of Passover which counts down the days before Shavuot (the giving of Torah at Mount Sinai), and for Christians it counts to Pentecost which is 50 days after the Resurrection of Christ. Does that sound confusing, or is it me? It is becoming increasingly difficult to live in both worlds. And yet, we should understand times and seasons, and one day, our calendar will be the same as the Jewish calendar, as it was meant to be. I will never understand how things became so complicated, but I imagine it is the same answer. Man wants to do things his way and not God's, so new rules. I am grateful that our observances crossed over so nicely this year. One day when Jesus returns, then all of this confusion will disappear. For now I remind myself that we know in part, and we see in part according to 1 Corinthians 13:9.

Today I read about the prophet Elijah and his showdown with the prophets of Baal on Mount Carmel. There had been no rain in Israel because of the sinful acts of King Ahab and his evil Queen Jezebel. Elijah told Ahab to have all the people and the 450 prophets of Baal and 400 prophets of Ashterah, who were supported by Jezebel, join him on Mount Carmel to determine whose god was truly God. The story of Elisha is found in 1 Kings 17-19 when he shows up and prophesies there will be no rain until he said so. It ended up being a drought for three years, but finally Elijah meets with Ahab on Mount Carmel to have a show down. The story is even amusing in how Elijah baited the false prophets as they danced, cut themselves, and exhausted themselves all day trying to get Baal to respond. Finally, it was Elijah's turn to call on His God. In a mighty display of power, God burned up the water soaked offering from the altar, leaving no doubt that Jehovah is God. After that Elijah asked the people to choose whom they would serve, and those who did not accept God were killed, along with all the prophets of Baal. Elijah had drawn a line in the sand.

What is interesting is that after this mighty display of God's power in using Elijah to do these things, Jezebel became angry and sent men out to hunt Elijah down to kill him, so Elijah became afraid. He  retreated to the wilderness where an angel saw to his needs and sent him on his 40 day trek to the mountains to seek God. When God asked Elijah why he was there, Elijah told God that all the prophets were dead, and He was the last one. God responded to Elijah first in a powerful display of wind and earthquakes, then in a still, small voice. God wasn't angry with him, but He did let Elijah know that he was not the only prophet left who had not bowed his knee to Baal. Instead God gave Elijah instructions which he carried out. 

Elijah is not the only example in the Bible of a prophet or man of God who has encountered times of discouragement, and that serve as examples to us, as we will become discouraged at times. I have many promises God has given me, in His word and otherwise, and often when I think about my age, I become frustrated, because I am not keeping my focus on Him. Numerous times I have mentioned my battle with age when it comes to visions and death to visions. Thinking about the Resurrection of Christ and the miracle of new life in Him, makes me so anxious to step out in faith and get things done. But, right now I have huge problem, my health is being attacked, and it is making it hard to do the next thing on some days. Today was a good day, and I was able to get the bushes cut down. Now I have to muster the strength to complete the job and dispose of the branches and vines. There's always something new that has to be done when one owns a house. It makes me wonder why I put myself in this predicament in the first place, but the home will be for my son, and it's a place where others can come for support. Perhaps it will one expand into my Home for Misfit Toys. Sometimes I wonder if I heard God's voice clearly about the move back to Virginia. I doubt myself often at times, but I don't want to return to life in the rabbit hole. I simply want to complete my purpose. 

Now as night has fallen, and everyone seems to be asleep in this neighborhood except me, I imagine I should call it a night myself. I'm not certain what tomorrow will bring, and that is not a huge concern for me. I'm getting good at take one step at a time and waiting for the revelation to come. Or at least I hope so. I have more on my heart, but I'll leave it at that. Be encouraged and strengthened by the Word of God today. God always keeps His promises. Selah. 

Day 95 Holy Week - Day 7 He's Alive

 

4/5/2026

 "Jesus said to her, 'I am the resurrection and the life. 

He who believes in Me, though he may die, he shall live

and whoever lives and believes in Me shall never die.

Do you believe this?'"

John 11:25-26

 

Scripture says that very early in the morning certain women who had been with Jesus had prepared spices and fragrant oils for His body. The scripture identifies the women as Mary Magdalene, Salome, Joanna, and Mary, the mother of James. When they got to the tomb they found that the stone had been rolled away, and the tomb was empty. As they were standing there not knowing what to do, suddenly there were two men standing by them in shining garments. 

"Then, as they were afraid and bowed their faces to the earth, they said to them, 'Why do you seek the living among the dead? He is not here, but is risen! Remember how He spoke to you when He was still in Galilee, saying "The Son of Man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again."' And they remembered His words." (Luke 24:5-8)

The ladies were told to tell the disciples and Peter that Jesus had risen form the dead and would meet them in Galilee, so they ran ahead. Mary Magdalene waited, then she saw a man that she mistook for the gardener. When He spoke to her, saying her name, her eyes were opened to see that she was speaking to Jesus. It has always seemed appropriate to me that Mary Magdalene should be the first of His followers to appear. Mary dearly loved Jesus, and He had transformed her life. He can still change lives, and He still does miracles.

Today I watched a movie called Risen starring Ralph Fiennes about a Centurion who is trying to find out the truth about Jesus' crucifixion, if He had indeed risen form the grave. The story takes us to the Centurion's encounter with the living Christ, whom he had witnessed dead on the cross. He could not reconcile what he saw with his own eyes, and he wanted it to be true. He located Jesus' followers where they are hiding, and he finds Jesus, alive, sitting with them. Jesus is showing a disciple his nail scarred hands and where his side had been pierced, then His penetrating eyes looked directly at the Centurion. He was blown away, and rightfully so. This pagan man who was always at war, slaughtering people unable to grasp the reality of what he was witnessing. He had paid a tribute to the god to whom he prayed, Mars, the god of war, and he asked for a day without war. This man was tired of his life, and he was seeking new life, without truly understanding or realizing how lost he had become. The story is very well done, and it brings in the humanity of man in his struggle to believe, forgive, and do the work Jesus has given them to do - go into all the world and teach the gospel. It shows the transformation of a hardened soul into a heart of flesh, desiring to know more. All he knows is that he will never be the same.

Isn't this the way we should all feel. To encounter the Living Christ is a transformation, a total turnaround from the lives we once lived. In our search for more and better, we do not see clearly that nothing will be able to fill the void in our lives except Jesus. 

Today we celebrate Resurrection Day! Jesus is alive, and He lives forever more. Let us exalt His Name together!  

Day 94 Holy Week - Day 6 The Tomb

 

4/4/2026

 "Then Jesus said, 'Father, forgive them,

for they do not know what they do.'"

Luke 23:34

 

Jesus has been crucified, and His body has been carefully and lovingly taken from the cross, wrapped in a shroud, and placed in a borrowed tomb owned by Joseph of Arimathea, a secret follower of Christ. The tomb was sealed by the Roman guards at the bidding of the religious leaders for fear, they said, someone would steal His body and say He had been resurrected. Since He died on the eve of Sabbath, the spices for His proper burial could not be prepared. So on this Sabbath day, the disciples waited. The women would make preparation at the end of Sabbath.

When the thief was beside Jesus on the cross, Jesus told him that he would be with Him in Paradise (Luke 23:43). So when Jesus died, He went to where Paradise was located, and He preached to those who had fallen asleep. There are many thoughts as to what Jesus meant by Paradise, but we do know it was not a place of suffering. Scriptures says that when Jesus cried out His final words "It is finished" and yielded up His Spirit that the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. There was an earthquake and rocks split, graves were open, and many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep before actually came to life and walked around. Scriptures says the risen dead went into the holy city and appeared to many (Matthew 27:51-53). What an amazing testimony!

I often wonder what happened to the dead who walked out of their graves. The scriptures described them as "saints," meaning those who testified of His coming - the prophets - Ezekiel, Daniel, Moses, and others. I also wonder if those who welcomed Him into Jerusalem at the beginning of the week, only to have their hearts turned against Him at the end of the week, what attitude did they have when the skies darkened, the earth quaked? Did they, like the Centurion, acknowledge that Jesus truly was the Son of the Living God? One day we, who belong to Him, will know the answers. But for now, it is enough that He came, and He died - for us! For those who would say "Yes!" to His offer to free us from the burden of sin, from our falls from grace, our idiotic things we do. I don't want to miss Him. I want to glorify His Name, and that makes people uncomfortable. 

I've been called selfish, because I choose Christ over everyone or anything else. I am grateful for the person His love has created me to be. For years I blamed myself for things not even of my doing, and the only one who suffered was me. I was reading today about how children imitate their parents. Boys tend to follow the example of their father, and girls, their mother. I think about my mother who was a very kindhearted person, and she was very well liked. My parents were givers, so they were always sharing what they had, even when it hurt. My grandparents were the same. I look at my life, and I remember the things I've done that I wish I could take back, but that has been put into the sea of forgetfulness. Over the years of my life, I learned through hardship and pain. God always kept me going. I don't think I ever used the words "It's not fair," because I don't think that way. I was sick most of my life, but I lived my life. I've always smiled and kept going, even when I was dying inside. I have to laugh when I think about my journey. God can certainly shake things up, but it makes me love Him more. I am so grateful that His plan for my life is being worked out. I wish it could be the same for my children. He said it would, so I must trust Him.

In a few short hours, Mary Magdalene will be taking the spices to the tomb to prepare the body of Christ Jesus for a proper burial. What will she find? I wait in anticipation.