Day 149 Movie Time

 

5/29/2026

"If you wanna make the world a better place, take a look at yourself, 

and then make a change." 

Michael Jackson  

 

Today my son had a free afternoon, as his plans had changed, so we decided to do something fun, something we'd not done together in a long time. It was such a nice day, and yesterday I spent the day working outside, cutting the grass before the next rainy days came, and my son had worked along side of me getting some outside work accomplished. There never seems to be a shortage of work to do around here, and I am determined to get this place looking better than it has in quite a while. That will require determination and grit - "courage, resilience, and unwavering perseverance."

We decided to go to the movies, and the movie my son wanted to see was Michael, about the life of Michael Jackson, who was played by his nephew Jaafar Jackson. I heard Kirk Cameron, the Christian actor, speak about the movie, saying that it was a good one to see. Normally I'm a fan of movies like The Chosen and The Lord of the Rings, but I love movies about the lives of people I admire, and Michael Jackson always seemed a kind and considerate young man, only eight years my junior actually. I have never been a fanatic fan of any actor or singer, but I have always admired creative talent, and he was a very gifted artist with multiple God-given talents. The movie was well done, and his nephew definitely was the right one to play the part. Jaafar in his own right is a wonderful artist, and this movie was his acting debut, I understand. I pray his career follows an honorable path.

It was very emotional for me in discovering that Michael's life was one of deep hurts, and he was not allowed to be a child, which explains much of his life. His empathy for those who were hurting whether emotionally or physically becomes very recognizable and understandable. He was known for his philanthropy for those who had desperate needs, especially children. He often visited children in hospitals, and it seems as if when approached, wherever he was, he took time to visit with people and sign autographs. He loved stuffed animals and real ones, especially those endangered, and I can relate to both of these likes. He seemed very much a kindred spirit of sorts to me. It's a shame that his life was cut short, because he was going to begin his career again after controversy not included in this film, of which I am relieved. He had a very deep love for his mother, and they spent quality time together in the evenings watching movies and sharing ice cream. Seeing the relationship, understanding how she must have felt, and grateful for her defending Michael warmed my heart. 

We can never know what another person's life is about, and it seems that after people are dead, tongues begin to wag, criticisms comes, and on and on it goes. I don't know if this is due to jealousy or lack of something better to do. Perhaps the hope of notoriety they have desired in their lives and never achieved on their own merit. This may well be why people tend to kick others while they're down. I don't understand many things, as I've said before multiple times. I just know the person I desire to be, one who brings honor and glory to my Lord and Savior, and a person who loves my neighbor as myself...or better. I think this is what Michael Jackson wanted to do. Only God knows his story, but the movie was well worth the seeing. 

Day 148 We Try

 

5/28/2026

“Behold, children are a heritage from the LORD, the fruit of the womb a reward.” 

 Psalm 127:3 

 

Life has a way of playing tricks on us. But then the life of a follower of Jesus Christ often brings conflict and unexpected disruptions. Just when one victory is won, a seeming defeat comes to knock us off our feet. It really shouldn't be a surprise, as this has been the way it has been since the beginning of time. I often wonder why things must be certain ways, and most of the time I blame myself as I seem to think I deserve every evil or insult that comes my way. I understand all too well that I do not deserve any good thing, much less to be able to enter into heaven. I realize the price Jesus paid to ransom my soul, and I wonder why He did it, because I have failed so miserably. I failed the One person who was willing to die so that I could live. As I have often testified, once you see His death on the cross on your behalf, you will never be able to unsee His sacrificial love. I feel blessed to have spiritual eyes to see, and a heart of deep repentance and a heart that wants to bring honor to His Name. He is forever a part of me, and I wouldn't have it any other way. But with commitment comes a high price, and I am slowly learning how great it can be.

It's very difficult for me to watch my country follow the path it has been hard pressed to pursue. And in spite of the gifts God has given to our great country, it only takes a few to cripple and devastate our nation. Daily I see hatred grow and disdain and blatant disrespect shown to our leadership and by our leaders even by professing Christians. This is not as it should be, but it is. Almost every day I post or state publicly that the church needs to wake up. These are not my words but God's words so aptly spoken in His Word. And they are so ignored today. Many are begging God for revival, coming before the throne of grace daily interceding for breakthrough and breakout, but their hearts are not right. I often think those who pray for the rapture just want to escape, and they really have no true sense of their part in the story, their identify in Christ. We are failing miserably, as many of the prayers are superficial and have not taken root in the heart of the one offering. The church is failing. We as individuals within the body of Christ are failing.

Words hurt us, and they can never be taken back. Through God's love and grace, we learn the wonderful blessing of repentance and forgiveness, not because we have to or He won't forgive us - which is true - but once you experience the depth of His great love and sacrifice, you change. I've suffered at the hands of loose lips and angry slips of the tongue, and to this day there are those I remember, even though I have long forgiven. My regret was that I was not able to confront the teacher in love when I was eleven or twelve years of age. Rather, I absorbed the lie, and it adversely effected my life for a season. As I look back over my life, as I am made to recall for reasons only God allows, I endured many callous remarks, perhaps aimed at me, because I was there, too small to be elsewhere. Perhaps I asked too many questions regarding wrongs I saw. I particularly always wanted to know why we sat at one table and others at another, or why there were two bathrooms and two water fountains for people. Remember I was born in 1950, and I could see, and I could feel the hurt. I realize now that God had His hand on me then. He saved me at birth from being choked to death in my mother's womb. She suffered greatly, and I think her entire life had mostly deep hurts, or sadness never fully expressed. There are so many things I have witnessed and seen without being shown or told. I just knew.

Today I was wrongly accused of some things from many, many years ago, but I know that the enemy is very cunning, and I know that he can make things appear very real in our minds, when it is not true. We are in a spiritual battle, and the ones who will hate us the most will be those we are close to, as Jesus said it would be. I wish it were not so, but I will not fight with someone or attempt to vindicate myself, because I trust God, so I put this hurt into His hands. I know that He will sort it out, and the enemy will be exposed. Life is hard, and in trying to help save someone from harm, we may tend to go a little overboard at times, and I have done this, leading to misunderstanding. Sadly I have learned that many things are beyond my control, but I am at least glad that I tried. My son told me that I cared too much about other people, and he also said that I had always put others first before myself. One day perhaps he will remember those words. I haven't changed, as I still do this, because it is right and kind, and I had good examples in my parents and grandparents. At least that was my experience. 

I am grateful for my life, and for my family, and for my children. God graciously allowed me to have three miracle children. I know that regardless of how things may be now that God has a plan for each of them. I will trust Him, as I always have, but the road ahead is dark right now, with corners of light, some very bright, yet fading at the end of day or at the crook in the road. Still, faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence not yet seen. I will rejoice in all things. I will keep my eyes on the Captain of the Armies of Heaven. I will believe, and I will keep trying. It is what He has for me to do. 

Day 147 In Quietness & Confidence

 

5/27/2026

"There are, and there ought to be, stated seasons of communion 

with God when, everything else shut out, we come into His presence to

talk to Him and to let Him speak to us; and out of such seasons springs

that beautiful habit of prayer that weaves a golden bond 

between earth and heaven."

E.M. Bounds

 

Recently a prominent Christian pastor lost his son to cardiac arrest from a drug overdose, and although he knew that his son had struggled for some time, his overdose and subsequent death came as quite a shock to him and his family. Anytime there is loss, especially tragic loss of a child, the grief is harder to bear. Parents are not supposed to bury their children. In the season of grief, the pastor has struggled to pray, and of course this concerned him, because he is a pastor, and he has a congregation to shepherd. He was concerned about his inability to pray or want to pray. When he cried out to the Lord, God heard and answered him saying he needed time to grieve, and he felt that God was telling him that this would be a time to rest, close his mouth (step away from the podium) and listen to what He is saying to him at this time. I understand the need for these times of being still in the Presence of our Abba Father, and I understand the need to grieve. I lost a spiritual daughter not too long ago, and I am still struggling daily with the loss. I have felt the need to get away, but I don't know where to go in this place I no longer know from having living away for so long. Coming home is difficult. Sometimes we get so busy doing the work of the Father that we forget to ask Him what we are to do. And in these times when we are unable to pray, thankfully we have Holy Spirit who makes intercession for us, lifting our prayers heavenward where Jesus sits at the right hand of the Father. Our prayers arise as incense to Abba Father.

I am very familiar with times when I simply do not know how to pray. I can be sitting in a prayer group, listening to others go before the throne of grace, and feel so distant. I can be in complete agreement with what they are praying, but I am unable to voice the depth of my feelings. Sometimes all I've done in my quiet times is cry, and yet there are times in those tears when I can visualize the battle or feel the depth of a person's despair that has now become mine. Standing in the gap for another can be exhausting for a time, but we learn how to release the problem into God's hand, because the battle is His, not ours.

In recent days I have ached to comfort those I know are grieving or suffering, and I have stood in the gap for those who have prodigal children, who once loved Jesus but now have drifted away. I know this battle well. With all the special prayer and events associated with the 250th celebration of our nation, along with other ongoing concerns and responsibilities, I have found myself in a place where fighting off distractions has become increasingly difficult. This could be part of the spiritual battle or it could be my own flesh. I always tend to blame myself for every flaw, but I am very aware of the spiritual battle that is going on. I also know the distractions that are strategically placed, and they are very needful of prayer and action, but for me, I know that my focus is to remain on what God has said to do. So, I need my quiet times away to be still and listen to what God says, not man. Part of the problem is silencing the noise of opinion or perspective. The battle is the Lord's according to 2 Chronicles 20:15, so we leave the results in His hands. We have our work, and He has His. Many times we try to help God. Imagine that! Trying to help the Creator of the Universe! He doesn't need us, but He does want a relationship with us. He wants us to enjoy Him. Come and sit awhile. Listen to what He has to say to us in the midst of the turbulence, the unsettling feelings and thoughts, and the continuous lies and lawlessness that our world has adopted. 

I was talking to my daughter today, and she was reminding me of my words to memorize scripture, graft it on her heart, as one day we may not have the privilege of owning a Bible. We are fast approaching some very disturbing consequences of our unfaithfulness in using our Constitutional liberties. The church is asleep, and the uncompromising Word of the LORD is not being preached, and the sheep are not being taught for various reasons. It is time to wake up, grow up, and take our place defending our faith, knowing how to stand in these uncertain times. The Bible is our guide, and Jesus is the word of truth.

The only way anyone knows the truth is by learning from the Lord Himself, reading and studying the word, and allowing Holy Spirit to lead us to all truth, as Jesus said He would do. And we learn in the quiet places. It's time to separate ourselves from this world, find the quiet places, sit and listen to what the Spirit of the LORD is saying to us today. Learn from Him, not the media or those who scroll. Be still and know that He is God.

Day 146 Grocery Day

 

5/26/2026

 "I'm not behind in life, I'm just buffering."

Unknown 

 

In scrolling through some information looking for something and not find it, I came across the quotation listed above. While I'm not quite certain in what context the term "buffering" applies, I decided that, as concerns me, it meant "spinning my wheels" or in effect "accomplishing nothing."

When I downsized from all my creative plunder, all my wonderful patterns and ideas and some very special plush friends and collections that I'd acquired over the years, so that I could fit into the moving van, I didn't realize how much much of it meant to me and would be missed. In the process of the move I lost a couple of treasures, items I held dear, like a cross my mama gave me as a child. I gave away tons of books and so many tools. I thought my daddy would have tools, so I wouldn't need mine. I was correct about part of it. He did have tools, but they are ancient and not very functional, unless their antiquity makes them valuable as collector items. The basement looks like a museum of old vehicle parts, transmissions, motors, plus there's a windshield and dashboard in the attic along with other treasures. My next purchase needs to be a pick up truck, so I can haul this stuff to the dump, unless I can find someone who is interested in these types of memorabilia.

There's so much that needs to be spruced up, cleaned up, knocked down and built up that I do not know where to start. I get overwhelmed walking through the house, although I have done well not to obsess about it overly for almost five years now. But my statute of limitations has come to an end. It is now time to "DO" something constructive or destructive depending on what it is that needs to be done.

With all the college graduations I began to think about my days at Virginia Commonwealth University, and although I wasn't particularly social, because I had a husband and three little ones at home, I did find time to wander through the fan or drive through on my bicycle as I went from VCU to MCV for my job. There was this little shop in the fan on a side street that sold hippie style long skirts. I found a brown one that I really loved, and I wore that thing to a shred apparently, because I don't have it any longer. That was a long time ago, though. Since then my style hasn't changed much, although I tend to love the "boho" look now, but it's really not that different. Then there's "Santa Fe style," but they all seem to include long skirts and sometimes bulky long sweaters. What can I say...I'm just "myself."

Yesterday I "googled" retro clothing, and I actually found a shop in the fan! It may be the very one from all those years ago, so I will be checking that out in the near future. I also looked for fabric discount stores in Crewe, but the closest was Farmville. I used to sew a lot back in the day, and I remember there was an old factory, off the beaten path, where I'd find some great fabric. I particularly love making skirts of rayon, and that fabric is very hard to find, as the old stores that carried it have closed. Still it gives me something to pursue, as I really do want to get back into making my own clothes and design a line of my own to market.

I'm not certain what sparked my search yesterday, unless it was a devotional I read about the parable of the talents. I certainly do not want to squander the gifts God has given me or hoard them. We all have gifts, and over all these long years of my life I have done so many things, and my ability to sew and craft, later to design jewelry, kept food on the table and clothes on my children's backs. I created a set of puppets used in teaching at risk kids in high school, and I also assisted with many children's programs and Vacation Bible School. My life has been an active one when I think back over it. I'd really enjoy picking up where I left off and finishing some projects I've only dreamed of doing. It all seems impossible today when I consider my previous conversation about all that needs doing around the house, but I can't give up the dream. Who knows...maybe I'm just meant to encourage someone else?! Someone may have their own dream and need support and a little shove in the right direction. Funny, I can inspire others, but I frustrate myself. 

But for now - today at least - it's time to get ready to go to Food Lion to pick up some veggies for supper. Grocery shopping is not one of my ideas of a fun day, but it is necessary...and costly. But as long as I'm dreaming, I'll add lower prices and a garden of my own to my wish and project lists. Nothing's impossible! 

Day 145 We Remember

 

5/25/3026 

“Greater love has no one than this, that someone lay down his life for his friends.” 

John 15:13  

 

Today we remember those who have given their lives in service to America so that we may enjoy freedom. Many prayers cover the spouses, of those who have lost their lives over the years. So many children grow up without knowing their fathers or mothers. We also pray for those who have been deployed, scattered all over the world, leaving behind their loved ones. My heart goes out to those who wait, and for those who grieve.

Once upon a time I was a military wife, and I worked at Fort Lee as a civilian employee where I met my husband. I learned much working at Fort Lee in the Race Relations Office for Lieutenant Colonel Edward Arrington and a fine group of young men. It seems as if I've always stood in support of those who are treated unfairly. Later when God placed me in case management, I worked with many veterans assisting with their support in receiving the needed medical support and assistance they needed. Over the years I watched as the government services were cut back, so I am very grateful for the new administration's attempts to ensure that our selfless veterans receive the needed care and support they so richly deserve. Many have suffered great emotional, mental, and physical trauma. I also appreciate the Gold Star Family program and the honor shown to the family members of those who have loved ones who died in the line of duty. 

I graduated from high school in 1968 during the Vietnam War, and I watched many of my male friends drafted into the service. This was a war where the returning veterans were not welcomed home warmly, as this war was a very controversial time. It breaks my heart when I remember the ill treatment imposed on those who weren't given a choice to serve, and yet they went, only to be scorned. 

I generally watch parades and listen to true life accounts and documentaries honoring our military, but today I was unable to do so. I did watch the tribute given by USAA, as I am associated with this group. I enjoyed the tributes given by the Presidential Prayer Team and read the account from the White House Prayer Group. Today was a day of introspection and prayer, as I consider the present day needs of our military, especially those deployed to the Middle East conflict. Many in our nation do not understand the need for the support of Israel and the Iranian people against evil, but the threat of nuclear war is very real. I pray for wisdom and discernment for our leaders at this time. I also surround the military serving there with divine protection and cover them with the blood of Jesus Christ. May they be blessed. 

As I end this day, I lift up all our special loved one who are grieving and those who wait: 

"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. For as we share abundantly in Christ’s sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too." 2 Corinthians 1:3-5

Day 144 Shavuot & Pentecost

 

5/24/2026

"And suddenly there came a sound from heaven,

as a rushing mighty wind, and it filled the whole house

where they were sitting."

John 2:2

 

Yesterday we celebrated Shavuot, the Feast of Weeks, one of the three pilgrimage feasts that require all men appear before the Lord in Jerusalem annually. As I shared in my previous post, after Passover, also one of the three pilgrimage feasts, was over, the Lord instructed the counting of the Omer, a measure of grain, to be used in counting the days to Shavuot. In Leviticus 23:15-17 the Lord instructed Moses:

"And you shall count for yourselves from the day after the Sabbath, from the day that you brought the sheaf of the wave offering: seven Sabbaths shall be completed. Count fifty days to the day after the seventh Sabbath; then you shall offer a new grain offering to the LORD. You shall bring from your dwellings two wave loaves of two-tenths of an ephah. They shall be of fine flour; they shall be baked with leaven. They are the firstfruits to the LORD."

Shavuot also is a day of remembering the giving of the Torah or law of the Lord to Moses on Mount Sinai. After the children of Israel were delivered from Egypt, they traveled fifty days in the wilderness, arriving at Mount Sinai where God met with the people and wrote the commandments on tablets of stone with His own finger. God told Moses to have the people gather at the base of the mountain on the third day where He would meet with them. "Then it came to pass on the third day, in the morning, that there were thunderings and lightnings, and a thick cloud on the mountain; and the sound of the trumpet was very loud, so that all the people who were in the camp trembled." (Exodus 19:16) 

Today is the Day of Pentecost for the Christian Church, the day we celebrate the outpouring of Holy Spirit as told in Acts 2. Jesus was crucified on Passover, as our sinless, spotless Lamb who gave His life so that we could be saved. When He arose on the third day, He appeared to His disciples and He remained with them for forty days teaching them many things. Prior to his death He had instructed His disciples that He would not leave them alone, but that the Father would send a Comforter, Holy Spirit, who would be with them. Before He ascended to Heaven on the fortieth day, He instructed them to wait in Jerusalem until they were endowed with power from on high. In Acts 1:1-3, 7-8 Luke says, "The former account I made, O Theophilus, of all that Jesus began both to do and teach, until the day in which He was taken up, after He through the Holy Spirit had given commandments to the apostles whom He had chosen, to whom He also presented Himself alive after His suffering by many infallible proofs, being seen by them during forty days and speaking of the things pertaining to the kingdom of God....And He said to them, 'It is not for you to know times or seasons which the Father has put in His own authority. But you shall receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you shall be witnesses to Me in Jerusalem, and in all Judea and Samaria, and to the end of the earth.'"

The timing of these events was critical. The disciples had come for Passover, not realizing that Jesus would be put to death, although He told them many times prior. So when Jesus arose from the dead, during the forty days He was with them, this was the time of the counting of the Omer up to Shavuot, the appointed feast when all men were in Jerusalem as commanded by God. The disciples were in the upper room, waiting for the Promise of the Father to come, when the day arrived:

"When the Day of Pentecost had fully come, they were all with one accord in one place. And suddenly there came a sound from heaven, as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. Then there appeared to them divided tongues, as of fire, and one sat upon each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance." (Acts 2:1-4) 

The New Testament, written by the Jewish people, was written in Greek, and the word "Pentecost" means fifty. Later in the account of the baptism of the Holy Spirit of the apostles in Acts 2, is the account of the crowd of people who heard the apostles speaking in different languages, testifying of Jesus. The Jews who were present in Jerusalem for Shavuot were of different regions, tribes, and dialects, and they heard their own individual languages being spoken. When Peter addressed the crowd that had gathered (Acts 2:14) he called them "men of Judea and all who dwell in Jerusalem." Then he explained to them that what was happening had been prophesied by the prophet Joel (Acts 2:16-20). After Peter preached the gospel to these men, testifying from the prophets, he told them to repent and be baptized for their sins. About three thousand received the word, accepted Christ, were baptized, and joined the church that day. It is important to note here that when Holy Spirit was given on this day of Pentecost, the promise of the Father was given to the Jewish people. At this point Gentiles had not been included. In Acts 11 in Antioch the Gentile believers were called Christians, so the original church were Jewish believers in Christ.

Pastor Peter from Kehilat HaCarmel Church shared that it wasn't until 1908 when the Azusa Street Revival broke out in Los Angeles, California when the baptism of Holy Spirit was poured out in America. This was the beginning of the Pentecostal Movement. Seventy years later, another revival broke out in California, the Jesus Revolution, and this was the beginning of the Charismatic movement. Today the two movements include about 700 million people who identify as Pentecostal and/or Charismatic.

The history of these two celebrations, Shavuot and Pentecost, are Biblically significant to the Jewish heritage and to we who have received Jesus as our Savior and Lord who have been grafted into the olive tree and are included in the promises of God. In previous posts I have shared about the confusion in the church today and the introduction of Replacement Theology which teaches that the Church has replaced the Jews as the chosen people. This is nonsense, yet it is taught in seminaries and in many denominations today. This has aided the rise of antisemitism all over the world.

So much more could be said, but that is for another time. I encourage readers to seek the truth found in the scriptures for yourself. Study to show yourselves approved unto God, workmen who need not be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth. (2 Timothy 2:15) 

Day 143 Shavuot

 

5/23/2026

"Speak to the children of Israel, and say to them:

'When you come into the land which I give to you, and reap

its harvest, then you shall bring a sheaf of the firstfruits

of your harvest to the priest.'"

Leviticus 23:10  

 

This year's Jewish holiday Shavuot, the Feast of Weeks, began Thursday evening and ends today in the evening in Jerusalem. According to scripture it is to be observed 50 days after the day after Passover, and the days are numbered by counting the Omer according to scripture:

"And you shall count for yourselves from the day after the Sabbath, from the day that you brought the sheaf of the wave offering: seven Sabbaths shall be completed. Count fifty days to the day after the seventh Sabbath; they you shall offer a new grain offering to the LORD." (Leviticus 23:15-16)

This feast is one of the three pilgrimage feasts of the Lord when all the men were commanded to come up to the mountain of the Lord in Jerusalem. It is a holy day unto the Lord, so there is no work done on this day. This day is a reminder of the children of Israel's release from slavery as they make their way to Mount Sinai to receive the Torah, the book of the law. This is also a celebration of the harvest time, so the book of Ruth which is a story of sowing and reaping is read in synagogue on this day.

The book of Ruth is a story of redemption set in the period of the Judges. It is the story of a Moabite woman who gives up her pagan heritage to follow the God of Israel. The story begins in the land of Judah where there is a famine in the land, so Elimelech, who lived in Bethlehem, and his wife, Naomi and two sons moved to Moab until the famine had passed. Elimelech died, so Naomi and her two sons, Mahlon and Chilion remained in Moab. The two sons married Moabite women, Orpah and Ruth. After about ten years Naomi's two sons died, and only the women survived. Since the famine was over, Ruth decided to go home to Judah, so she told Ruth and Orpah to return to their homes, so they could marry again. Orpah left and went home, but Ruth insisted on staying with Naomi:

"Entreat me not to leave you, or to turn back from following after you; for wherever you go, I will go; and wherever you lodge, I will lodge; your people shall be my people, and your God, my God. Where you die, I will die, and there will I be buried. The LORD do so to me, and more also, if anything but death parts you and me." (Ruth 1:16-17)

So the women continued on to Bethlehem where Naomi was greeted excitedly by her friends and welcomed back into the community. It was the beginning of the barley harvest. Naomi sent Ruth off to work the fields, and it so happened that she met Boaz, a relative of Naomi's husband, Elimelech, who was very wealthy. Boaz was very kind to Ruth, as he had already heard that Ruth had forsaken her country and her pagan gods to live with Naomi and worship the God of Israel. This is a romantic story of Ruth and Boaz who eventually married and had a son, Obed who became the father of Jesse, the father of David, the King of Israel. It is also a story of a Moabite woman being given a privileged position in the lineage of Christ. Boaz is a picture or type of kinsman redeemer as Christ came to as the Savior to redeem us from sin and death. There are so many parallels in the scriptures, and it is so interesting to see the timing of this Shavuot with the Christian observance of Pentecost. This will be covered more in my next blog.

These are exciting times as we watch history and prophecy unfold right before our eyes, and I pray that it will cause a greater revelation of the destiny of Israel and God's chosen people.  

Day 142 Musing

 

5/22/2026

"It's all about You, Jesus"

Matt Redman  

 

Another rainy day, so I will unable to finish my work outside, but perhaps that's a good thing. I haven't yet decided. I don't seem to get very much accomplished in the house, and this has become a source of great dissatisfaction. I've attempted to hire a couple of workers, but although I get promises of calls backs, the calls never come. But this is not a reflection on me, as I understand from others that this is a common problem. Perhaps my simple needs are not exciting or rather too demanding. When I lived alone I was far more energetic and enthusiastic about getting things done, even if I had to do it all myself, which was usually the case. I'd been alone for so many years that I learned to be independent, especially when I was still working. I had to make decisions by myself, and of course I did pray about everything. I seem to have less "want to" these days. Those words make me smile. I was chatting with a younger lady on the phone, and we were talking about older people who didn't seem to age as quickly as others. She mentioned that her dad had always been young at heart; he didn't take a lot of medications, as most seniors do these days, and he was positive and energetic. It was surprising to everyone when he had a stroke, and his life changed. I didn't have the heart to ask if he was still living, but I have a feeling he had passed on. He was in his early 70's at that time. We had a good chat, and it seemed to do her heart good to talk to someone who reminded her of her dad's love for life and lack of concern for chronological age. I'm glad I brought a bright spot to her afternoon.

My life is a bit complex, so I have to remain flexible, because I have unexpected meetings, plus the daily one, so it makes it difficult to plan things. I was asked about two events for this week that required me to travel, so I declined. These days travel has not been easy for me due to some health imbalances, and that has been frustrating. I hope I'm not using it as an excuse, or at least I don't think I am. Honestly, there used to be a time when I was more spontaneous, eager to hop in my car and drive across the country alone. I miss that part of me, and I pray that she hasn't gone away, as that would be very sad.

When I'm "thinking" about things, and I feel myself wandering, the only way to snap myself out of this "spirit of heaviness" is to put on the garment of praise according to Isaiah 61. I turned on my music, and I began to feel the melancholy lift as I drifted into His presence. Listening to Matt Redmond's song Heart of Worship brought me to the place I needed to be:

 "When the music fades, all is stripped away, and I simply come. Longing just to bring something that's of worth that will bless Your heart. I'll bring You more than a song, for a song in itself is not what You have required. You search much deeper within through the ways things appear. You're looking into my heart. I'm coming back to the heart of worship, and it's all about You, it's all about You, Jesus. I'm sorry, Lord, for the thing I've made it, when it's all about You, it's all about You, Jesus."

This song touches my heart, because it seems as if we can get so burdened down by what is going on around us that it becomes meaningless, and when the noise lessens, and we're left alone in our thoughts, there's an emptiness, a void that can never be filled by anything other than Jesus. We cry out to Him for answers, but we already know the answer. What's missing is Him, but He never leaves us, so the distance has been on our part, not His. He goes on to sing:

"King of endless worth no one could express how much You deserve. Though I'm weak and poor, all I have is Yours, every single breath. I'll bring You more than a song, for a song in itself is not what You have required. You search much deeper within through the way things appear. You're looking into my heart. I'm coming back to the heart of worship, and it's all about You, it's all about You, Jesus. I'm sorry for the thing I've made it, when it's all about You, it's all about You, Jesus."

Busyness robs us of time alone with Jesus, and nothing is as important as that. I know for myself that if upon rising in the morning from sleep I don't immediately get alone with Abba, distractions come that make it harder to quiet myself, and my time is not the same. But if I grab a cup of coffee, set out the cat's food and hurry into my room, turn on the music and settle down, my day begins without the noise and interruptions. He is my one thing, because my life is all about Jesus. At least this is my interpretation of what the author of the song was saying. If not, at least it brings me back to where I need to be, as many songs do, back to the heart of worship.

Day 141 Only One Thing

 

5/21/2026

"I have one thing to do today...

follow Him."

Matthew, The Chosen 

I'm listening to Steffany Gretzinger sing All Hail King Jesus, and it takes everything inside of me to keep myself seated and not jumping and leaping and praising God. It's hard to focus on what I'm trying to write. In fact I'm not certain what to write, how to write. I was struggling trying to play catch up, getting my notes written into blog posts, as I'm running behind again. For some reason I've been in a lot of pain, so I can't sit still long enough to finish typing. I can walk and pray, but I can't walk and type. Listening and singing, praising God at the top of my voice or in calm assurance, makes it difficult to focus when I can sit still. This is my life. 

I was telling Abba just last night that I haven't been able to be in this place of sitting in His Presence, waiting, listening, because of the distraction of the pain. But this evening, I sat on heat, on ice, I did whatever I had to do just to be still long enough to finish my work. Turning on my music I heard Cody Carnes and Kari Jobe singing Psalm 63, and I knew I was on my way back into His Presence. Now I'm babbling as I try to worship and write, not wanting anything I feel to escape, desiring to share my heart, wanting more. The pain is still present, but it's as if it's insignificant, and His Presence lifts me above it, away from the distractions, away from the noise.

The song Mikhsi U'Magen (Hebrew for my shelter and shield) is playing - Shelter Me (Psalm 91 - and the lyrics say:

"When the night is dark and weary, and I cannot find my way, You come close and whisper gently, 'Child, I'm with you every day.' Through the shadows and the silence, when my heart begins to break, You remind me of Your promise, that You never leave nor forsake."

"Ruach Elohim fill my heart with perfect peace. Yeshua you are my refuge, in You all my fears will cease. Shelter me beneath Your wings. El Shaddai my hiding place. Hold me close within Your love, and let me see Your holy face. 

I am safe, I am loved, in Your everlasting arms. You will carry me through, You will keep me from all harm. In the desert of my longing, when my soul is dry and bare, You provide the living water. Show me that You're always there.

When the storms of life surround me, and the winds begin to blow, You are my anchor and my fortress, You're the only hope my heart can know. 

Adonai rohi You restore my weary soul. Yeshua You are my portion. You have made my broken whole. Shelter me beneath Your wings. El Shaddai my hiding place hold me close within Your love. Let me see Your holy face."

It's really strange, but I didn't remember putting this playlist together, and when I checked, it appears that YouTube put this mix together for me based on my preferences, I imagine. It's a little weird to think that this program knows me so well, but I guess things could be worse. Actually, it's not a system that knows me or can read my moods or preferences, it's Holy Spirit ministering. I won't call it coincidence or by any other name other than what it is, an appointed time with my Lord. I can do nothing other than follow Him, praise Him, show Him my love, nothing else matters. "Jesus have it all, Jesus have it all! To You belongs the glory, blessing and all honor, majesty and awe!"

In my earlier reading today I read the following quotation by O Hallesby:

"Jesus is moved to happiness every time He sees that you appreciate what He has done for you. Grip His pierced hand and say to Him, 'I thank Thee, Savior, because Thou hast died for me.' Thank Him likewise for all the other blessings He has showered upon you from day to day. It brings Joy to Jesus."  

There's no other place I'd rather be than in His Presence, and it's why I seek out prayer rooms and 24/7 worship. This is the best part of my day. It's my one thing! I love to share my testimony, remembering all the things He's done for me. Today I had a dental appointment, so I had an audience. People need to know!

I'm listening to Upperroom Church, which is a 24/7 prayer, praise, and worship room in Dallas, Texas: 

"I don't know how to say exactly how I feel, and I can't begin to tell You what Your love has meant. I'm lost for words. If there's a way to show the passion in my heart, can I express how truly great I think You are. My dearest friend, Lord, this is my desire. To pour my love on You. Like oil upon your feet, like wine for You to drink, like water from my heart, I pour my love on You. If praise is like perfume, I'd lavish mine on You, til every drop is gone, I'll pour my love on You." (Pour My Love on You)

This song is my heart's cry. Thank You, Holy Spirit, for meeting me in this place. Lord, I pour my love on You! Now and forever! No place I'd rather be than here in Your love! May the reader find shalom.

Day 140 Hineni - Here I Am

 

5/20/2026

"For the ignorant, old age is like winter;

for the wise, it is a harvest."

 

Almost daily I either hear or read a derogatory remark about older people, as if we are of lesser value, social standing, or mental and physical capability than those younger than ourselves. Personally I have never given into the "age delineation," because I have always had a childlike mind and am drawn to the wonder of life and God's creation. I am not affected nor influenced by how another responds to life and living it. I simply am myself, so I function as myself focusing on what I am doing rather than on what someone may say or think I cannot do because of age. I spent far too many younger years being told what I could not do to be ensnared once more in that debilitating and egregious lie! Therefore, I encourage my fellow aging friends to focus on what scripture has to say about things, rather than man's opinion. One has only to consult the daily news to see that is a true statement. This is a year of harvest! More directly a year of spiritual harvest, as we are beginning to see what we have been praying for is certainly coming to pass.  

I must admit that I speak to the Lord way too many times about the remaining days of my life on this earth. I wonder if I should return to work, because so many people don't want to work if they can get paid to stay at home on welfare. But, this error in reporting is soon to be extinguished, as many able-bodied younger people are being evaluated to see if their claims to assistance are legitimate. Besides working and earning a wage and livelihood based on hard work and sweat is honorable and rewarding. Many of the available openings are in the field of social work or related case management positions, so I am perfectly suited and qualified. Recently I noticed that the new dental complex close to me were hiring, and I thought "I can do that!" After all I am a affable person with good customer skills, but I figured the owners would prefer a much younger person with a whiter smile. I figured that although I am quite computer literate and used to problem-solving, I'd much prefer a less public job anyway. But many older people are returning to work, because they aren't suited for retirement, only working hard, making a difference, or at least striving to do so wholeheartedly.

When Paul the Apostle was writing to Titus about setting up the church in Crete he said, "But as for you, speak the things which are proper for sound doctrine; that the older men be sober, reverent, temperate, sound in faith, in love, in patience; the older women likewise, that they be reverent in behavior, not slanderers, not given to much wine, teachers of good things - that they admonish the young women to love their husbands, to love their children, to be discreet, chaste, homemakers, good, obedient to their own husbands, that the word of God may not be blasphemed." (Titus 2:1-5) In other words, older men and women were valuable as they had lived their lives well, using the gifts and callings of God, and they had faced and overcome difficulties or challenges in their lives that younger people would encounter. They could benefit the younger men and women with their life knowledge and learned skills. Even younger children learn from older adults, grandparent models, whether they have one parent or two, extended families where each person is a vital part of the child's life. The need in the foster care system is extensive, and that's why I am so excited to see our First Lady Melania Trump's program to assist these foster care children in growing up in a caring, loving environment, receiving the proper education and support to be able to succeed in life. 

When I read reports about things going on in the nation, people going astray, uncertainty about one's identity, the shortage of teachers in the public school system, illiteracy in high school graduates, and a whole plethora of problems, it makes me want to sign up to help save the world. I think back over the lessons I've learned and the experiences I've gleaned in all these years of life, and I wonder if I have anything to offer someone, somewhere. My mind begins to explode with ideas, and my heart hope again. Is there anyone who needs anything I can offer. If so, here I am, Lord, send me! This is the echo of my heart's cry!   

Day 139 Wilderness Witness

 

5/19/2026

 "Have you not known? Have you not heard?

The everlasting God, the LORD, the Creator of the ends

of the earth, neither faints nor is weary."

Isaiah 40:28

 

Waiting for something to happen, whether for good or for bad, is not a pleasant place to dwell. In all of life, at various times in our journey, we will experience waiting. In Genesis when Joseph's brothers sold him into slavery, because they were jealous of him, although he was taken to Egypt and became the slave of government leaders, he found favor. Even when he was imprisoned under false charges, he found favor with the guard. When he was eventually set free he gained favor from the Pharaoh and became the second highest ranking official in Egypt. He never wavered from his faith, and he saved his family and the nation from starving during the famine. Even though what happened to him was unjust and undeserved, the Lord already had it planned out for His glory.

In Psalm 25:4-5 David is crying out to the Lord for deliverance and forgiveness, and he said: "Show me Your ways, O LORD; teach me Your paths. Lead me in Your truth and teach me, for You are the God of my salvation; on You I wait all the day." In many of David's psalms he cries out to the Lord for help and encouragement, even though as a shepherd he walked with God daily. In the quiet places in the field and in the wilderness, He knew his God.

This past week's Torah portion was called "Bamidbar" which in Hebrew means "in the wilderness." The reading began in Numbers 1:1 where the Lord spoke to Moses in the wilderness of Sinai when He gave Moses the commandments and laws. Moses went up on the mountain to receive the Torah. The word "midbar' taken from "bamidbar" means "to speak." When Elijah was running from Jezebel, he went through the wilderness to Mount Sinai to find God. Just as with Moses, God spoke to Elijah, just as He spoke to Moses on the mountain. Prior to meeting with God, they had to go through testing. Moses had been wandering in the desert with a lot of grumbling and complaining going on. Elijah spent a 40 day journey through the wilderness to talk to God, and the angels ministered to him, so that he would have the strength to endure. Spending time in the wilderness is necessary for preparation and testing. And with preparation and testing comes long periods of waiting. But in these times, our hearing becomes more sensitive to the voice of God. In order to grow spiritually and mature in our faith we must endure the heat of the wilderness, the dry places in the desert, and the depth of the valleys. These are places of great victory.

Day 138 True Revival

5/18/2026

"Our understanding of God is the answer to prayer; getting 

things from God is God's indulgence of us. When God

stops giving us things, He brings us into the place where we

can begin to understand Him."  

O. Chambers

 

Sharing the Gospel of Jesus Christ is my passion, and in some small way I hope that I am living faithfully for Jesus in the little things I do. I was sharing this morning with someone that I often become frustrated, because I'm not sure that what I am doing is the way God intended that I do it. But I am trying to be faithful to write, as I was instructed to do, even though even that seems to be of little consequence. So I become "stuck!" Yet again! But, I must remind myself that obedience is the key.

In a discussion regarding revival I was reminded about the longest revival in the history of revivals, because it lasted 100 years. I am referring to the Moravian prayer meeting started by Count Ludwig von Zinzendorf, a wealthy nobleman, in the 1700's. As I understand it he grew up in a religious family, and he was very sensitive to the Lord even as a young child. At some point in his life God showed him Jesus' death on the cross, and God said to him: "I did this for you. What are you willing to do for Me?" That experience fueled his passion for reaching the lost even more. I read that he had taken into his home hundreds of persecuted Christians from Moravia and other nations who became part of this massive 24/7 prayer meeting movement. They were later sent out to minister to the world, some even to the extent of selling themselves into slavery, so they could minister to the others who were slaves. They felt it may be their only introduction to the gospel message. Many encountered death. Their story greatly influenced well-known evangelist John Wesley who attended their prayer meetings in the 1730's and 1740's both in Savannah, Georgia and Hernhut, Germany, which is the location of Zinzendorf's home. I can imagine that countless people have been encouraged by the testimony of this movement and their persistence in prayer. Although I only started reading the account of this movement in a book called The Moravian Miracle the introduction lists many ministries who have been affected in our modern day.

Recently I mentioned the college and high school chapel meetings that are beginning to break out into revivals, transforming lives, and students are eager and hungry for a relationship with Jesus. Many desire to go into missionary work as the momentum gains ground and spreads. In studying revival history when  such outbreaks happened, they lasted a few months and slowed down. I remember that the Asbury revival of February 2023 was forced to close down or rather become less public, because no one was attending classes, and people were coming from all over the country, even internationally to see what was happening causing the small town of Asbury to have difficulty feeding and lodging people. The Jesus Revolution movie came out in 2018 recounting the Jesus Revolution movement of the 60's and 70's. Since that time many have been baptized at Pirate's Cove at Newport Beach in California, the location of the baptisms in the movie. This has long been used for Calvary Chapel baptisms which was the church where the Jesus Revolution broke out. But this is only one instance of west coast revivals, as many have occurred in California, and they are still going on in the State of California. Mario Murillo just held his tent revival for three days in Stockton, California, and then he was asked to return again for three more days. I think he will also be returning in June, so something great is happening in this city.

Today I was listening to a pastor speaking about those who are being saved or coming back to life in Christ, and he said that so much emphasis is being placed on evangelism that discipleship is being ignored. I know that follow up has always been very important with ministries I connect with, and even online connection with Bible studies and home groups are encouraged, especially with the emphasis on local connection. I have been hosting a weekly online group study for ladies for Harvest Ministries, and I have women from across the United States joining. I always encourage finding a local church, and I educate them about what is available through the ministry at Harvest online. There are new Christian studies that I help monitor as well as Bible studies for self-study and with live group interaction. It is becoming difficult to keep up with those who are anxious to learn and interact more. And this is only one example of follow up and discipleship through one church. But I do agree that more emphasis needs to be placed on walking with a new Christian or a struggling one to encourage growth and participation. The fields are truly ripe with Harvest, and Jesus did not just give the mandate to "go" to intercessors, missionaries or evangelists. He told each of us we are to tell everyone about the love of Christ. The best way to do that is by sharing our testimonies with people who are hurting and obviously seeking answers. All answers are found in a relationship with Jesus Christ.

"How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings, who proclaim salvation, who say to Zion, 'Your God reigns!'" (Isaiah 52:7)

Day 137 Rededicate 250 - A National Jubilee

 

5/17/2026

"Oh that men would praise the LORD for His goodness

and for His wonderful works to the children of men!"

Psalm 107:8

 

May has presented many public opportunities for Americans to express their thanksgiving and praise to a Holy God who has not just showered us with blessings, but He has poured great strength and incredible wealth and ingenuity and an enormous capacity to shine the light of His glory on not only our nation but the world at large. The celebration of prayer, praise, and worship of our Almighty Father held this weekend began weeks and months before with humbling ourselves, seeking His face, repenting of our sins, and embracing His Presence, and He heard our cries to Heaven, and He is healing our land, one heart at a time! I believe this, because I have seen young people responding to His call at an old-fashioned tent meeting in Stockton, California led by Mario Murillo Ministries where many young people are running to God, surrendering their hearts and lives, being delivered of addictions, and hungering for more and more of Jesus, the only truth there is in this world. People of all ages are being saved, healed, and delivered as they respond in humility, repentance and praise. I saw it as Rabbis and Pastors met in Washington DC with members of Congress for an Israel Advocacy Day bringing Jews and Gentile leaders together in solidarity and friendship to stand against the evil of antisemitism. I saw it on more than one college campus as revival continues to break out in prayer meetings, students racing to the front of the chapel in repentance, confessing their sins openly, seeking the forgiveness of our God who waits with open arms to welcome them home. The momentum has been gaining ground, so the church must arise and shine! Do not miss out! When a church continues with their own agenda when things like this are happening, it's time for revival and transformation in that church. When I see the lack of support for or response to a national call for prayer and fasting for the eternal welfare of our nation, it troubles me. And when I see a National Mall filled to capacity, folks in and out all day, Christian television streaming it live, and yet not one mention of this rededication was mentioned from the pulpit of many churches across this nation, it grieves me. 

The Rededicate 250 Jubilee was well done and well attended, and there were ministry leaders and political leaders participating who presented the Gospel of Jesus Christ in every speech and prayer. There were civilian testimonies of miracles and revivals, and the worship was God-honoring. Those leading worship were Pastor and Worship Leader Andy Frank, the Grand Canyon University Canyon Choral Society, the Liberty University Choir, Blessing Offor, Aodhan King, Military Trumpets, Bagpipes playing Amazing Grace, and the closing worship leader was Chris Tomlin, a favorite of many including myself.

Pastor Samuel Rodriguez was the opening speaker who prayed for the event and set the tone for the day with Psalm 89:14, "Righteousness and justice are the foundation of Your throne; mercy and truth go before Your face." Sadie Robertson followed with a short message from 2 Kings 22 about the young eight year old King Josiah who changed the nation with his sweeping spiritual reformation of Judah. When he took over as king, following his father's death, an evil king who did not follow the example of King David, he set to restore the temple. One day a discovery was made of the scrolls with the law, and Josiah first repented and then determined to follow the instructions of the "lost word" that had been found. As Sadie shared about the reforming deeds of Josiah, she mentioned that the word is never lost. Even Jesus said in His Olivet discourse found in Matthew 24:35 that "Heaven and earth will pass away, but My words will never pass away." Sadie also shared the testimony of her father, Phil Robertson, who is now in Heaven with Jesus, about how he literally was so lost in sin, cheating that he walked out on his wife and from his family. Later, he experienced the presence of God, discovered the love of Jesus, and finally went home and asked forgiveness. We all know the amazing story of the Robertson family. Prayer works.

There were so many speakers and short messages, testimonies, history lessons taught during the day, but so much can be packed into a few words with scripture. Scripture says it all. But this is still not the end of the celebration, as it will continue throughout the entire 250th year. On July 3-4 Intercessors for America will be hosting Rededicate America featuring Dutch Sheets in Washington DC at the Museum of the Bible. Others participating in the event will be David Kubal, Jim Garlow, and Danny Gokey plus many more, offering teaching on foundational beliefs, testimonies, and worship. Information has been posted on my Facebook page.

There's so much more I could say about today, as the day continued to overflow with blessing after blessing, but for now, it's late, and I have a wall to climb. Shalom. 

  But let justice roll on like a river, righteousness like a never-failing stream! 

Amos 5:24

Day 136 Nevertheless

 

5/16/2026

 "When you have nothing left but God, 

only then can you realize that God is enough."

Daily Walk

 

"How deep is your commitment to God?" Job was a wealthy rancher living in the land of Uz; he was a man who feared God and walked uprightly shunning the very appearance of evil. He had a large family of seven sons and three daughters, who enjoyed getting together on their birthdays to celebrate. Job did not want his children to accidentally enter into sin during these celebrations, so when the parties ended he would gather his children, sanctify them and offer sacrifices for them just in case they sinned. I know how that goes, as I've prayed for my children before, during and after. In fact at this moment my younger son, who lives with me is off at an appointment, and I'm praying for his safety and well-being. Parents care about the health and welfare of their children, especially their spiritual welfare. Job walked with God, and he did not want to offend Him or others with inappropriate behavior or unintentional sin. He was a compassionate and generous man, the story goes, who helped others in need, and God had blessed him greatly. 

One day when the angels were gathering in heaven before God, Satan came along. God asked him what he'd been up to, and Satan told Him that he'd been roaming the earth watching everything that was going on, and probably causing mayhem, because he goes around like a roaring lion seeking whom he may devour as 1 Peter 5:8 later described him. Then God asked Satan if he'd considered His servant Job, because he was "the finest man in all the earth - a good man who fears God and will have nothing to do with evil." (Job 1:8) Satan took the bait, and God allowed him to cause Job to lose his wealth, but He would not allow Satan to hurt him physically. Satan was quick to devastate Job by having the Sabeans to raid and drive off the animals and kill all but one farmhand who was able to inform Job. Next, a messenger can to tell him that fire had fallen from God and consumed his sheep and herdsmen, and before the words were from that man's mouth another messenger came to say the Chaldeans had driven off his camels and killed the servants. Finally, another messenger came to say that while his sons and daughters were feasting in the older son's house, that a mighty wind had caused the roof to fall in and kill all his children. All this bad news happened in succession, probably as a horrified Job stood there breathless with each report. Imagine that much tragedy in one day, within minutes of each other. The scripture notes Job's response as: "Then Job stood up and tore his robe in grief and fell down upon the ground before God. 'I came naked from my mother's womb,' he said, 'and I shall have nothing when I die. The Lord gave me everything I had, and they were his to take away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.' In all of this Job did not sin or revile God." (Job 1:20-22). I'm sure that did not sit well with the enemy who had hoped Job would curse God, but not faithful Job.

The next time the angels came again to present themselves before God, Satan showed up again. God once more asked him what he'd been up to, and the response was the same as previously. So God asked him once more to consider His servant Job. Since Satan had lost the bet the last visit, and Job had not turned his back on God, Satan told God that if he was allowed to take his health, Job would curse Him. God once more gave Satan permission to afflict Job physically, but he was not allowed to take his life. So Satan had Job stricken with boils all over his body - painful and nasty. It was at this point that Job's wife told him to curse God and die, but Job didn't listen. He told her she was talking like a heathen. Not too long after this Job's three friends - Eliphaz, Bildad, and Zophar - showed up to console their friend, or so they felt that's what they were offering. They were so shocked at Job's appearance and his obvious agony when they first saw him that they sat in silence for seven days, not speaking a word, until at last Job in his agony and suffering blurted out the words "Let the day of my birth be cursed," and he proceeded to lament his existence further, wondering why this had happened to him. It seems like a normal reaction to me. But no, after that poor Job's real suffering began as he experienced not only the pain of his physical maladies and the emotional terror of losing his family and wealth, but he felt the betrayal of fair weather or 'would be' friends. One little slip of the tongue, and a barrage of verbal bullets began to be loosed against Job. I'm not so sure I could just sit there and take all of the well meaning concern and advice myself. The commentary says, "after exhausting the conventional wisdom of his counselors, Job is confronted by God Himself, and his demanding "why" melts into humble worship."

In the end, after each of his friends took their turns buffeting Job with godly counsel, God spoke directly to Job and set things straight regarding Job's questions, and He vindicated Job before his friends and told  Job to pray for them. Then, God restored all Job previously owned doubling the number of animals and increasing his wealth. God even gave him seven sons and three beautiful daughters. He lived 140 more years and had grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Nothing else is mentioned about the wife, but I'm sure she was humbled as well and perhaps gained a little more gratitude and fear of the Lord as well as respect for her husband.

People always talk about the patience of Job, but actually he was getting a bit unsteady at one point. After he cursed the day he was born and spoke of his misery and longing for death, the scripture says in Job 1:25-26: "What I always feared has happened to me. I was not fat and lazy, yet trouble struck me down." I have always wondered what Job meant by saying what he feared would happen. I guess that's one of the many mysteries we will discover once we are either raised from death to life again or get carried away to His Presence where we will have eternity to discover the answers. We all experience or will experience suffering, mishaps, turmoil, loss, and so many things in this life and in this evil age. But the one thing we can say is that when we serve our Risen Savior who saved our souls from sin and eternal damnation, He said in John 16:33: "I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." Satan is out of business spiritually speaking, so we have no need of his roars if we trust in the Lord and lean not to our own understanding. We must have faith to believe and accept His great gift of salvation, and we must trust in His Word. Although things come along, and Satan will certainly try to get the best of us, nevertheless, "Our God reigns forevermore!" (Psalm 97:1)

Day 135 The Way Home

 

5/15/2026

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less

traveled by, and that has made all the difference."

"The Road Not Taken"

Robert Frost  

I have always enjoyed traveling back roads and avoiding interstate and highway traffic. Besides which the scenery is much more beautiful as we twist and turn through densely forested areas with old farms and pastures of animals lazing and grazing, seemingly enjoying life on the range. It may take longer to get to where ya going, but it makes for a peaceful, less anxious way to travel - at least in my thinkin!

We left a little late yesterday en-route to Virginia Tech for the graduation, but check in wasn't until 4 pm where we stayed in Roanoke, and the graduation didn't begin until 7:30 pm. The weather was chilly in the mountains, but thankfully, although it was cloudy, it didn't rain on our parade. Although the ceremony finished earlier than expected, the drive back to the house took longer due to traffic, so we were late settling into bed. I've become accustomed to going to bed earlier most nights, but I wasn't as tired last night as I thought I'd be. Our room had a huge television on the wall, and after playing with the remote control for some time, my sister and I were able to figure out how to find a station and a movie to watch before calling it a night. We decided on a Robert Redford movie, The Horse Whisperer, which we enjoyed, although it was sad, but it ended well. 

This morning I felt pretty rested, but it would have been nice to tuck my head back under the covers and stay awhile longer. The place we stayed in while nice enough did not have the amenities we had previously when we rented an airbnb, but we adjusted. It made me think about what I'd love to see if I had a rental of my own. I think I'd have paint brushes and cans of paint, and I'd offer to have them paint for me in exchange for a hot meal and a lot of snacks! Maybe an extra night on the house if I was pleased with the paint job. It's not a totally bad idea, but perhaps it will give me something to dream on.

We had to check out by 10 am, so we decided to take it easy, travel a different route home, through an alternative back roads route and try to find a nice ma and pa restaurant to pay our respects and grab a nice meal. I also wanted to stop at a Family Dollar or Dollar General to pick up some notebooks for myself and gummy worms for my son in appreciation for him watching my cat. I have never seen so many Dollar General stores in the backwoods before, and they were so close together. We didn't see many grocery stores, however, until we got to a larger town, and they were few and far between. Maybe most people grow their own food?! We did notice many barbecue places in one area, so I guess they raised pigs. It was an adventure going over hill and vale, but I loved the rolling hills and fresh, clean air.

We didn't stop for lunch until we got to Green Bay near Keysville which is only about an hour from my home in North Dinwiddie. We passed a busy local restaurant, called Willoughby Restaurant, so we decided to make a quick turnaround and stop there. We're so glad that we did. Once we entered the door we sensed the homey warmth, as we were greeted cordially and told to sit wherever we liked. Candi was our waitress who was very warm, personable and attentive. They offered a wide selection of breakfast combinations all day in addition to their other choices. The specials included catfish and meatloaf, and one other item, but it slipped my mind. I decided on the meatloaf that came with bread and two sides. Everything was homemade and fresh, so I decided on mashed potatoes and baked beans. I was not sorry for my decision, as the food was very delicious. My sister had the meatloaf, but rather than mashed potatoes, she chose a baked potato with butter and cheese with bacon. She savored every bite. My nephew had a double hamburger with cheese and bacon and a side of home style fries. The hamburger was definitely patted out just for him, and my sister grabbed a bite of the hamburger and the fries, reporting that the fries particularly were sensational. I guess we're potato people, as we all enjoyed our taters. Later Mr. Willoughby came out to our table and chatted with us a while, then he sat down at another table with a friend and chatted briefly. This was definitely a family restaurant, with local patrons. I think I may take a ride back up the road one afternoon and pay them a visit just for the sheer enjoyment. Anyone reading this, be sure to pay them a visit.

Arriving back at home, after visiting with my son a bit, I decided that I'd go outside and trim some of that wicked Virginia Creeper that creeped back into my bushes. After all the riding and climbing in and out of the truck, and after a short night's rest, that was not a sensible thing to do, so I didn't last too long outside squatting and bending. So, I decided I could wait another day to burn the branches and debris. Since I had eaten not that long ago, I decided I'd forego supper and rest a bit. When I sat down, I drifted off to sleep, so I really didn't get a chance to finish up my evening meeting with the Wilbur family online. So, rather than make my neck stiff from sleeping in the chair, I decided I'd head off to bed. I figured that I'd be more refreshed in the morning. It's been a good day!

Day 134 Many Blessings

 

5/14/2026

"Praise the LORD, O give thanks unto the LORD;

for He is good; for His mercy endures forever."

 

Psalm 106:1 

 

So much is happening today in our nation, in Israel, and in my family! On May 4, 2026 President Trump proclaimed May as Jewish American Heritage Month 2026, and issued a proclamation calling for May 15-16 to be a "National Shabbat" and "Shabbat 250" calling on Jewish Americans to honor the Sabbath. This has never been done by a sitting President, the news is saying; however, God called us to honor the Sabbath from the beginning of creation. When the calendar was changed during the time of the Nicene Council 1700 years ago, Sunday began to be honored as the day of rest. I for one am very happy to see someone other than me and my friends talking about honoring the Sabbath Day to keep it holy. I was raised with Blue Laws, so businesses were closed, except for ones absolutely necessary for  travelers, but I have observed both days for several years. There is much to be gained by following the commandments of the God, as our souls and bodies need rest, and we definitely need to draw closer to God by reading our Bibles and spending more quality time with our families. In Israel today marks the 78th anniversary of Israel becoming a nation on May 14, 1948, so today many are enjoying Jerusalem Day festivities. We are commanded in scripture to "Pray for the peace of Jerusalem; may they prosper who love you." (Psalm 122:6). As believers in Christ and as American citizens, we have much to be grateful to Israel.

In just about an hour I will be joining my sister and her son, and we will be traveling to Blacksburg to attend my sister's grandson Alex's graduation at Virginia Tech. In 2023 we attended Alex's older brother Jacob's graduation from Tech, and it is also my brother's alma mater, considerably more years ago. It seems to be the college of choice for the men in the family at least. As for me, I attended Virginia Commonwealth University many years ago, and since that time the college campus has spread all over Richmond. Virginia Tech is a sprawling university, and it is a very scenic area. I have always loved being at colleges, as the atmosphere can become electric. The hustle and bustle of young men and women laughing and engaging in conversations that are pleasant and non-confrontational. At least that is what I remember of college life, although I was married with three small children when I went back to college, so I didn't engage in many social activities. Still, it was  nice to see people happy and enthusiastic at Tech, as we strolled around the campus and had a nice luncheon prior to the graduation. As we were rushing to the stadium for the ceremony, we actually met a lady whose son was graduating who knew my neighbor in Dinwiddie County. It truly is a small world. I often wish that I had gone away for college after I graduated from high school, but it wasn't a possibility back then. Still, I have fond memories, and I made wonderful friends and teachers who believed in me and encouraged me in my education.

Life is full of surprises and many wonderful blessings. I can hardly wait to discover what God has in store for us today. 

 

Day 133 Eyes on Him

 

5/13/2026 

"In returning and rest you shall be saved;

in quietness and confidence shall be your strength."

Isaiah 30:15

 

The "suddenlies" of God are so prevalent in the Scriptures, and yet few realize the significance of that powerful word "suddenly," and the many times the phrase "But God...!" has been spoken. Truly He is an amazing, wonder-working God whom few really recognize as such, who really don't know Him at all. So many know "of" Him, but do not have that deep revelation of who He is! That takes time as with any friendship. What the world does know a great deal about, however, is vengeance and hatred, and that is a disturbing life to live. We serve a God who gave His life to save us from the evil unleashed on this world by sin, but it appears that the depravity only spreads, except for the truly hungry seekers.

Yesterday there was news of many high school students being saved at a weekend event in Columbus, Ohio. The CBN headline read: 

Hundreds of High Schoolers Turn to Jesus at UniteUS Event in Columbus, Freed from Suicide and Shame

"Hundreds of high school students in the city of Columbus, Ohio, recently found hope and freedom in the name of Jesus Christ as they came together to seek God in a night of worship.
 
The UniteUS campus ministry has seen a powerful move of God across college campuses over the past few years, with tens of thousands of university students giving their lives to Christ. On Friday, the ministry hosted its second high school outreach, and the Holy Spirit touched hundreds of young lives once again.

'There was so much joy in the room, so much hunger, and such a beautiful reminder that God is moving in this generation. Different schools, different stories, different backgrounds all gathering together for one purpose,' the ministry posted."

Now that's Good News worth shouting about! The young people are getting their eyes on the worthwhile stuff, and they are getting them off of the garbage the world has thrown their way. When parents are too busy at their jobs or complaining about the government, and the churches do not stand up and speak out, confusion comes, and the kids are the victims. But praise God that there are those who are standing in the gap for our children! Praise God for those who are continuing the work of Charlie Kirk in Turning Point USA and for those of us who support this fine work. There are other ministries who have existed for a while that are now finding their courage and their voice. Thank God for those who are not afraid to stand for godliness and morality. This is what we are supposed to be exemplifying as One Nation Under God, and it is happening, but the battle is intense.

Just this morning I posted an article about Senator Josh Hawley's speech delivered at Boyce College of the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, Louisville, Kentucky, on April 16, saying our country "was founded on the Gospel of Jesus Christ." He warned these seminary students that our nation is in a "spiritual crisis," and he reminded them that "our nation needs you." He also noted that it is time for the church to speak out and take a stand, especially when it comes to the sanctity of human life. Nations have been cursed for killing the innocent, a fact Bible students should know well. It is my prayer that his message was received by open hearts and readied soil eager to go out and turn our nation around for good. May they not be satisfied with simply turning it back to where it once was, but may they go forth with the anointing of Holy Spirit and fire to see our nation and our world turned upside down for Christ!

Interestingly, this is not how I intended on writing this blog. My son recently changed his internet provider to Starlink, but he's been experiencing some problems with the performance that was promised. He realizes that glitches do happen, but he was not ready for the problems he has encountered with getting a living tech support person on the phone. Because of his anxiety it is very hard for him to deal with chaos, and that is what it seemed like to him. On the flip side for me when I become anxious or upset, I turn on my music and dance and attempt to keep my focus on what I can do now. It doesn't always work, but there is where faith comes in. It seemed as if anything he did or any time he attempted to call, even at 2:30 am here to a call to Indonesia, the office was still closed. It was maddening. But with the Lord's help, I was able to call and connect, and even though I spoke with an AI assistant, I was able to get an expedited return call within half an hour. I know that was entirely God, as I was a bit frustrated trying to get an AI Assistant to listen. Sadly he is in need of a new cable or something, but hopefully that also will be expedited. At least that helped relieve his stress. 

I was listening to Sean Feucht of Let Us Worship tonight give a report about all the things the devil tries to bring our way to defeat the purpose of God. How well I know that. He's a ministry leader, and this weekend he will be participating in the 250th Rededication of our Nation at the Washington Mall along with many other ministry leaders. Much prayer has gone up for this event, and that's where my part comes in as a watchman on the wall. I am not able to attend in person, but I will be standing on my post with others as we catch the event online. While there have been many who have attempted to criticize and half preparation for the event, I was reminded this morning in my quiet time that "True power comes from God" -resting in Him and not panicking or becoming anxious. Our focus must remain on God, especially in these difficult days we find ourselves living through. Holy Spirit also reminded me that "God's purposes always have God's provision."

Day 132 I Wait for You, Lord

 

5/12/2026

"Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord"

Psalm 33:12  

 

I've been sitting here in my room, one cat happily snoozing on my bed, and the other is probably hiding under my bed in order to avoid any unpleasantness from Alex. He loves to hiss at Mia so she knows that I'm his human, not hers. Their ensuing battle always amuses me, as it is not confrontational in the sense that they hiss and strike at each other. Generally only Alex makes noise, then runs for the door. Who can say what goes on in the minds of cats! But at least it gives me a bit of a distraction when one is needed. Prayer concerns do tend to weigh heavily on my heart. Only God knows what is actually going on, so I wait...and pray...and listen!

"Prayer is the one prime, eternal condition by which the Father is pledged to put the Son in possession of the world. Christ prays through His people. Had there been importunate, universal, and continuous prayer by God's people, long ere this earth had been possessed for Christ."  E.M. Bounds

"Be not afraid to pray; to pray is right; pray if thou canst with hope, but ever pray, though hope be weak or sick with long delay; pray in the darkness if there be no light; and if for any wish thou dare not pray, then pray to God to cast that wish away."

"In the conflict between the believer and the powers of darkness, the inner chamber is the place where the decisive victory is obtained." Andrew Murray

"This is the victory that overcomes the world, even our faith." 1 John 5:4

So much is happening this week in our nation and in the world. It's a constant merry-go-round, and it seems as if the spinning increases every day, hour by hour, and even moment by moment. This weekend America will be re-dedicating our nation to God, something that has long been overdue. Several countries are praying for our nation, Australia is in the lead, but all nations are watching to see what America is going to do next. America truly does set the pace for much that happens in the world. Our most important ally is Israel, and thankfully so, as it is Biblical, and our future depends on remaining a close ally.

I learned this week that a family member for whom I've been praying for is now taking his family to church, and it's a full gospel church where the full counsel of God's word will be shared, or I sincerely hope that is the case. In these uncertain and confusing times I have been seeing much confusion in the pulpit and many falling away from sound doctrine, as the Word of God says will happen. 

This morning in our prayer call, the young ladies who were providing worship sang a song that really spoke my heart. The lyrics go like so:

"Hungry I come to You for I know You satisfy

I am empty but I know Your love does not run dry

So I wait for You. I wait for You.

I'm falling on my knees offering all of me

Jesus You're all this heart is living for.

So I wait for You. I wait for You. 

Broken I run to You for Your arms are open wide

I am weary but I know Your touch restores my life. 

 So I wait for You. I wait for You."

 

It's important that in praying for the needs of nations that we don't forget to keep a watchful eye on the neighbor whose standing on the wall beside us. Sometimes our focus is too much on the bigger picture than narrowing down our sights to see what is happening right in front of us. That's why we need to stay in the secret place, listening to what God says and how Holy Spirit directs our prayer. Sometimes we just need to be still and wait or worship. Silence is very hard sometimes, as the devil doesn't want us to focus, so he sends distractions to get our minds on something else. This is why worship is so important, singing to God, learning to be quiet. Sometimes the best thing to do is rest a little. I am learning that it's okay to take a break. Usually I have to be knocked off my feet before I get the hint that I'd be more effective if I gave it a rest. But, yes, the needs are great, and persevering prayer is essential. We know the victory has already been won by Jesus who sits in heaven, at the right hand of our Father, where we are always on His mind.        

 "For behold, the day is coming, burning like an oven, and all the proud, yes, all who do wickedly will be stubble. And the day which is coming shall burn them up," says the LORD of hosts. "That will leave them neither root nor branch." Malachi 4:1

But to you who fear My name the Sun of Righteousness shall arise with healing in His wings; and you shall go out and grow fat like stall-fed calves." Malachi 4:2

"For I am the LORD, I do not change;..." Malachi 3:6

So, I wait for You, Lord. I wait for You!