Among Saints Your Message May Be Welcomed

I live and breath the Savior who is near and dear to my life. I’m not perfect. I just know how much I need Jesus or I get messed up easily.
I like to bring him into a conversation if I feel someone might benefit from his message of hope, healing and restoration.

Being a grandparent for the first time was wonderful. I am still excited to be around these family members and like to talk about them if ever asked. It is easy for all of us to speak of people we love and admire.

Now with our 12th grandchild just six months old, my camera is always near as I want to savor those special moments that take you by surprise. I enjoy it when I am with her and her brothers.

Just as talking about grandchildren is easy for me when asked about them, I like to bring hope and the love of Jesus to a listening ear or to someone I think may need it. Jesus is Living water we all need.

If someone is hurting, I like to bring an encouraging word or let them know of a time someone or something helped me. Usually, it was Jesus who was the someone. Yet, someone had to bring him to me before I knew him personally as Lord and Savior.

I try to listen more than talk as I have learned, and sometimes the hard way, over the years. Listening is the highest compliment you can give someone. Taking precious time to stop whatever you are doing and hear what only they can tell you.

I know it is best to just listen, but it is hard when it is a text message, email, or (does anyone do this anymore) letter or card in the mail. These types of messages, I think, are awaiting a response.

Maybe it is a memorial service you will be attending and you want to give a card. Do you just sign your cards or add a personal word of heartfelt sympathy? I find it strange to not share a word that hopefully, God has helped me formulate. I wait and listen, then write what comes to mind at these difficult times.

There are also other times, you want to share a snippet of comfort or thoughts that come from the heart, but you can’t do it without mentioning the name of Jesus. It is not a name we should apologize for mentioning, or bring on the feeling of shame or embarrassment, yet, the reaction we get from others, even their silence, makes us feel somehow rejected.

I have gotten this response from not only my own family members, even my own children and siblings, but also, neighbors, and strangers.

The response leaves me thinking; this person does not know Jesus or rejects him on purpose, or sees me as some sort of extreme holy person. However, I do, even though it is rare, get a believer welcoming my thoughts and thanking me for my encouragement.

Today a friend, I thought needed some encouragement texted me about some worry she was having. I reminded her that God can keep us safe. “Do you trust God?” I asked. I really wanted to know where she was at with God in her personal life. (Ooops, I should not have asked the question, I guess.)

After much lingering minutes went by, which I thought unusual but that she might have had to leave to do something. Then, I finally got a ping on my phone notifying me of her incoming message.

It read:

“I do pray and do believe. I believe you can pray anywhere,” she replied. “Religion is personal.” replies my friend.

Jesus did come up in our prior conversations before. But again, she never added to it, agreed with it or continued any discussion. That is always a clue where people are at in their faith. At least, whether or not they want to share with you or keep it to themselves.

Each of our lives with our God is unique and there is nothing wrong with being quiet about it, because there are more ways to shine our lights than just words. But without “hearing God’s word”, how can anyone come to Christ? Some are called to be pastors and teachers and evangelists.

I guess some things you can discuss with some people that are closer to you. I just find I can talk about Jesus with any Christian on the planet whether stranger or not. We are ONE in Spirit. It is what sets us apart. We are brothers and sisters in Christ.

How can I keep silent about the Lord who has done so much for me? Did I say something wrong? Was it just the mention of Jesus being too forceful?

I text to her, “Jesus has nothing to do with religion. He has everything to do with a person, a human being, God and Spirit.” (I should have just said “relationship”.) I mentioned, “if not for my own sister, I would not have come to know Jesus that way. I too was raised Catholic, like you.”

I continued in my text, “Yes, some things are personal. For that, I agree. And we can pray anywhere because God is everywhere. But when Jesus ascended into heaven, after the resurrection, and after appearing to his disciples and 500 witnesses, he told them to ‘Go into the whole world and make disciples.’ (my short version of Matthew 16:15, Matthew 28:19,20)
But, I will now digress. I am not here to convert anyone to my way of thinking. I don’t want to be a bore.”

I guess if we don’t tell people about Jesus and what he has done for us, they may not come to know him in a personal way. They may just think he is this perfect being we must cower to and do our best to please or we will receive his wrath upon us. That is my opinion. People may see Jesus differently, of course.

If we tell others about the “personal” Jesus who we know, they would be able to see that they too can “relate” to him in a personal way. It brings more meaning to their prayers. We must see Jesus first as our Savior before we can worship him in Spirit and Truth as our LORD above all else. Do you agree?

Humility will break down walls of fear, shame, deceit and any pretenses we have about Jesus. Why are so many people afraid, embarrassed or uncomfortable talking about Jesus? Are you?

If I bring up Jesus too much for any reason it seems I turn others away. I find more and more people avoiding me. Friendships never have a chance to develop.

Text messages end. Letters I write go unresponded to. Phone conversations have dead air on the other side, “Are you there? Did I lose you?”

It is not that Jesus is all I talk about, it is just that when I see a good opportunity to bring him into a conversation, I am not shy about it.

Dear LORD, please change hearts and minds towards you. Help us to not be ashamed of the gospel. Send people of courage to tell those lost about Jesus and to encourage their brothers and sisters in the Lord. Don’t let me turn my back on you. In Jesus’ name, I pray.

He was despised and rejected— a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief. We turned our backs on him and looked the other way.” (Isaiah 53:3)

The Right Attitude Goes a Long Way

Sometimes I have to start my day by just asking God to help me have the right attitude. It does not always come easy for me and I don’t want to make any more enemies than I do have.

I don’t want to lose friends but most importantly, I don’t want to let the God whom I serve down. I am supposed to be his representative.

I may not like the plans I have to do today.
I may not like where I have to go.
I may not like the people I will be surrounded by.
I may not like the message I will be forced to listen to.

I don’t know how to dress for this.
I’m not sure what to bring.
I’m not happy about the length of time I will have to spend there.
I’d rather crawl in a hole and can now only imagine how lonesome in this crowd I will be.
I’ve been in this situation before.

Today must not be about me.
I have to think of others more than myself.
Today is in honor of someone else, not me.
The accolades will be for them and what they have done.
Their life will be illuminated as mine grows dim.

I must think of their loved ones left behind.
I must listen well and speak little even though I am always tempted to interject my thoughts into their conversations.

It is better to be quiet, than to speak loudly and have nothing important to say, or even to be heard. I don’t like to make a point even if it corrects their foolish notions, and gets no reaction. I want to become invisible then. This is an embarrassing moment worse than being accused of something.

I know I will sit and compare myself to others at this gathering which is a dangerous place to be. Keep me Lord from my critical spirit. Help me to not judge others but love them as you do.

I pray, and ask God to keep my mouth quiet and only put his words in my mouth if I speak at all. Words that lift others up and encourage them. Help me bring comfort to them. Thank you, God, for loving me.

Thank you, God, for choosing me.
Just as I am, flawed and imperfect, yet you love me.
You died for the good and the bad. You suffered for the ugly and the beautiful people. You are all I need. Help me to honor you today by what others can see of me.

Give me the right attitude and change my heart even before I come before the assembly. Make your light shine upon me today and always.

“God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble.
 Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging.

(Psalm 46:1-3)

White Clouds on the Horizon

I love an overcast day, but a rainy day is my absolute favorite.
Thunder-storming and all the excitement of a lit up sky from lightening is exhilarating for me. You are in the thick of something incredible happening in the heavens giving gifts to the earth.
Did you know that thunder and lightening help make plants grow?

I thought I read that somewhere but don’t quote me.

I understand how too much rain, can cause flooding. We have seen year after year the aftermath of such perilous times for some people suffering at the hand of these turbulent acts of nature.

Floods have been going on since the time of Noah, although maybe not as many floods so close together, as recently.

I believe we are living in the end times, as described by the prophets in the bible, written by men but inspired by God.

A cloudy day, with sun shining behind and beyond the clouds makes such a picturesque view. I remember lying in the grass with dad and I picked out shapes found from the clouds formations. It was a fun game we played.

We watched as the wind would change the shapes and form something else. It was as though God was assembling and disassembling the clouds before our eyes just so the entertainment would go on for us.

I bet God took delight in those moments I shared with my dad.

Clouds are a promise to bring rain if they fill up enough and get so full they darken to grey and then, greyer still. Finally, you feel a drop on your cheek or see a wet spot on the sidewalk or car windshield, one, then another.

Clouds too are a welcome shade from the sun on a blistering hot day when you want to pull some weeds in your garden but didn’t get up early enough to do it.

My faith and my life experience tell me what is true, clouds bring rain. Just assuredly as truth is found in God’s word.

Truth is as clear as the sky is blue on a cloudless, sunshiny day for some. Unless you live in places like communist China, where polluted air clouds your view of the sun, and the truth is blocked or canceled by censorship, keeping you a prisoner, truth is hidden from you.

Only divine intervention, through prayer and fasting, can there be a breakthrough for some, so the truth is made known.

God’s Word is the only place you will find the truth that can not be stricken by man’s philosophical, scientific, political, or social ideas or agendas. His Word always stands and has not changed for thousands of generations.

Clouds to me are a symbol of hope, yet to another, who sees a glass half empty, a worry that their day for an outing might be ruined. “Oh no, I hope it doesn’t rain!” they lament.

For me, I think pulling weeds in a light drizzle makes the job easier. But then, I am a gal who sees the glass half full!

Let the clouds come.

You have been a refuge for the poor, a refuge for the needy in their distress, a shelter from the storm and a shade from the heat.” (Isaiah 25:4)

Influence – What we Leave Behind

My husband and I enjoy visiting graveyards when we visit small towns in America. We think about the historical markers and the lives that were lived and what things might have been like.

Living in those times gone by, I realize, how hard some things must have been. I find, in some ways, how lucky we are to be born for such a time as this.

We find ourselves looking on with compassion and somehow connecting to humanity long past. I find peacefulness, blessedness and my mind thinks of a great God who made so many human beings from the beginning of time. It is awe-inspiring to me.

I contemplate about my own life and how I too have an expiration date unknown to me. When I’m gone I don’t care what I leave behind and who inherits my things. Nothing was ever mine anyway. All were gifts from God to me.

I don’t care if I am remembered for what I have done, or said, or made.
It matters not if they remember my name or give tribute to me or erect a statue or put up a plaque bearing my name.

I don’t care where I am buried or if my grave is one that is seen or unseen. I don’t need flowers, I don’t need your visit. I don’t need any
donation dedicated to honoring or in remembrance of me.

Please don’t write me a song, a poem, or a story about me. It matters nothing and soon all will be lost anyway, all will blow away like smoke.

I want no special service, parade or party. We had our time together and now we will part and make our life count for another.

The only thing I hope that I can give you is that I had some influence on you to do good. Did I help you be good? Are you charitable because of something I said or inspired in you?

Good is the only thing that will last. All that is good. God is good. He is the epitome of goodness.

I don’t want to inspire excellence in you. I care not that you have received your master’s degree or better. It matters not to me that you have tripled your income and employed hundreds if not thousands of people.

Have you become the man or woman God created you to be? Do you honor Him? Do you honor integrity? Are you good by God’s standards or just human standards?

Dear God, help me to be an influencer for good as I continue to live my life out in these last days. Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Help me with goodness. Help me to be good.

“Surely goodness and mercy will follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever.” (Psalm 23:6)

Is There a Disconnection?

I tried to sign in to my computer today and for some reason my keyboard was not letting me type in my password.

I’ve been paranoid about many things lately, so the first thing that came to my mind was that my computer was hacked.

I can be very provocative and cause disruptions between people reading my posts and my own family, at times when we gather. When you create enemies, you tend to look over your shoulder quite a bit and don’t always think the best of those running things in the world, the government, or anyone who is in charge of an organization. You are left suspicious and cynical.

Then I thought, “I really need to start thinking differently because this is not helpful. I will only end up having a panic attack and start crying.”

I’m exaggerating about the panic attack but not the crying. This type of thing typically leads me to make a phone call to my husband. So I thought, let’s think of this all rationally and check all the things that may have caused this.

My mouse is wireless and the pointer was working but I changed the battery in it anyway (check). The keyboard is not wireless, which led me to believe in the hack. Maybe the keyboard was just getting old. No, that isn’t it!

I thought I would check to be sure all the cords were plugged into the right places. Nope, the keyboard was plugged into my USB port that held multiple connectors, but the port itself was unplugged from my modem.

That is when I remembered we had turned the monitor for better viewing when we were preparing dinner. We were watching an old podcast of Rush Limbaugh when he was on the Jay Leno show and drove the electric car. I missed hearing from Rush because he always had good advice and a voice of reason during tough times such as now with the latest news happening in Afghanistan.

All these thoughts I’ve been having lately, with so many things turning our nation and the world upside down led me to write this post. I just got a text from a friend after sending her a reminder of the Cyber Symposium about the election in 2020. She was up at her cabin and had to miss it. Her text came after the weekend was over.

Like me, she was disturbed about things and sees the trouble we are in but didn’t understand why some people were ok with this.

I can think of twenty to fifty reasons off the top of my head but will just list a few here:

  • They don’t believe it’s really happening.

    Their own eyes decieve them. God may have blinded them from the truth.
  • They are passive.

    They are they type of people that go along to get along. They will compromise their lifestyle and even their faith if it comes to that as long as it will protect them from danger or conflict.
  • They are ignorant.

    They don’t read, don’t do their own research. They would rather post photos of their latest new pet on social media and gain attention to themselves from others.
  • They don’t want to get involved.

    They think it unholly to concern themselves with political things, besides, their lives are too busy with their own social cocktail parties, sports games and their work. It is all about them and they have little time for helping others who are vulnerable or in harms way.
  • They care more about their reputations and job security.

    These people won’t say anything that goes against the latest woke theme of the day or popular views the fascist news outlets or hollywood or bosses are telling them. Even though the lies they are being fed may cause them bodily harm, take away any rights they have for freedom, they won’t be the ones to take a stand against the fray. They could lose friends or their job.
  • They think all people are equally right in what they believe.

    There is no solid ground, no sure foundation, no One person who is above all. They don’t believe in good versus evil. Morality is meaningless. We should all just get along. They believe a Christian could make friends with a radical Islamist Terrorist that only wants to cut off their head.
  • They don’t think they are smart enough.

    They deminish what they do know to believe is right and true and feel intimidated by the loud voices that have control of the main stream media, hollywood, acadamia, the teachers union, some churches and our own government in Washington. God’s word is truth and that is all you need to arm yourself.
  • They don’t vote. They don’t get involved with elections.

    They don’t encourage others to vote, don’t support one candidate or another. It is one small thing you can do that can make a difference. The elections for school board members are crucial to your children in the neighborhoods in which you live. Curriculums are changing around the nation that are backed and formulated with a Marxist agenda.

    School board members are usually the ones deciding on curriculums. Attend a meeting, even if you don’t speak, your eyes will see what is happening hopefully and it may light a fire under you.
  • They are brainwashed.

    You can only brainwash someone who has nothing stored in their brain that is worthwhile. They are useful idiots.

    The brainwashed believe anything fed to them no matter how illogical. They are blinded by the use of indoctrination in our schools, the wokeness in our communities, the Marxist ideaology on the left, propaganda media, godless churches that only spread hatred and racism, self-righteous politicians. The left lies to their constituents blaming everyone but themselves and their own party for the division in our country. They encourage curriculums and standards that dumb down students in our schools, teach homosexuality, critical race theory, lie about abortions,and help cause the breakdown of the family. Some brainwashed people think dependency on government is compassionate when it is the opposite of compassion, it is bondage.

    Brainwashed people will listen to no other side of any argument. The brain has been “washed out”. It is demonic oppression, in my opinion, but I am not a biblical scholar, theologian or pastor.

I know that the Book of Revelations and the prophets in the Bible have told us many things about the last days and the end times in which we are living. It is worrisome to watch things unfold and feel so helpless and hopeless. Honestly, it is hard for me to get to sleep at night when I absorb some of the news that is exposing atrocities the MSM won’t cover.

I am reminded of the promise of heaven for the believer in Jesus Christ. The most important thing is our salvation. Life does not end on this earth. We will go to another place.

God is a God of compassion and will not force anyone to live with him if they don’t want to or if they reject him or hate him. He created hell just for those who won’t surrender their all to the Savior. It is their choice where they want to spend eternity. But, we all get to spend eternity somewhere. We are body, soul, and spirit. Like it or not, believe it or not, you will find out when it is your time.

The bible is true, God does not lie. God is holy, righteous and good.
The opposite of God is the devil, Satan, the father of lies, unrighteous and evil.

I pray for the lost but know that it is only by the Spirit that their hearts will be changed, not by anything I do or say. Yet, I know it is important I am a reflection of Jesus’ light, that lives in me.

Today is the day of salvation. Turn your hearts toward the only one that can save you. The world is dark and the days are only going to get darker. Aren’t you tired of living in darkness and feeling so miserable? Turn to Jesus for forgiveness and your life will change in an instant. You will continue to be transformed. God is always working on me. I am not perfect.

Just yesterday I got a call from a family member. We had gone through a hard time in our relationship but made amends. Still, I suffer more because of the part I played. I can be so wicked. I can be so ugly. Sin does that to people. It brings you down. It keeps you in a dark hole but I remind myself I am forgiven.

Lately I pray that God gives me a loving heart. I pray for kindness. It is a virtue I don’t have. I am direct and strong. I fly off the handle when I am pushed to the limit. I know God loves me, even when Satan will tell me I am no good because of my sins (which he reminds me of). He is the accuser, not Christ. God forgives and forgets. He does not put what I did before me after I asked forgiveness.

There is no sin too great but one. That is the one Satan committed in heaven and was thrown out. He wanted to be like God! No one can be like God. He is all-powerful, all-knowing, all-seeing, omnipresent (present everywhere), pure, and holy. He is at work every day for me.

He came to us in the form of a man so we could know him and understand him personally. He lived, suffered, died, was buried, descended to the depths to pay Satan for all the sins of the world from beginning to end (he paid my price for sin and yours), and rose again on the third day. He appeared to his followers and to hundreds of others to be witnesses of his resurrection (which many did not believe was possible), and ascended into heaven.

Jesus is seated at the right hand of the Father and sent his Holy Spirit to be with those who believe, as a comforter to live in us and guide us and give us understanding and discernment. His Spirit is a seal that God sees and as a sign that we are his children. The Holy Spirit even helps us to pray. Even when we don’t know the words, he knows our heart and will translate this to the Father.

Weep for your children if they are lost, your friends and family members. Things will happen in this world as they must before the end comes but open your eyes to the truth. Ask God to help you to see and hear the truth. Be saved. Make a choice today to follow Jesus Christ. We are not promised tomorrow. Tomorrow may be too late for you.

God bless you and keep you. May he make his face shine upon you and may you be led forth in peace!

This is part of a prayer Jesus prayed to the Father for his disciples:

I have given them thy word; and the world hath hated them, because they are not of the world, even as I am not of the world.
I pray not that thou shouldest take them out of the world, but that thou shouldest keep them from the evil.
They are not of the world, even as I am not of the world.
Sanctify them through thy truth: thy word is truth. (John 17:14-17)