"Only one life, 'twill soon be past
Only what's done for Christ will last."
Monday, October 31, 2016
Wednesday, October 26, 2016
She's Guilty
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
It's Darker
No, it's not just the season of haunts and spirits, the fall of the year, the political process.
There's something dark growing on the horizon of our lives, and I can feel it.
As a believer I am giving my fears to God every morning. His mercies are new each day, and His strength is enough.
I've been doing a lot of reading lately. Perhaps my choices haven't been so cheerful, but I'm learning about Barack Obama, Churchill, Robespierre, Hillary, Trump, and Joy Davidman.
None of these people are uplifting to me.
My mom is reading the book about Davidman, "Joy." It's a shocking exposé of a narcissist. Mom is summarizing for me.
People are sinners.
My prayer each morning this week has been for forgiveness. My wayward heart needs its daily cleanse.
It's dark.
We can turn on the spotlight and examine these lives, but it only pivots the beam into ourselves.
Where have I gone wrong?
I'm no better. Just forgiven.
My heart turns toward Jesus and our meeting Him. That is my joy, my mainstay, my compass for getting through this darknes.
Maranatha
Monday, October 24, 2016
Thursday, October 13, 2016
It's Coming
It's a time of expectancy for me, for many.
This weekend Jan Markell's conference takes place in Eden Prairie.
Amir Tsafarti will talk about the Middle East and the Illuminati.
Bill Koenig will talk about the White House.
Mark Hitchcock will prove from Scripture that the Rapture is SOON.
Ann Graham Lotz will exhort us that we are in the very last days.
That's what I expect.
I expect a winner of the US election to be a complete disappointment. No worries. My hope is in the Lord, not the US government.
Not in the rulers of this tired, old, world.
I expect the birth pangs of prophecy to increase in severity and number.
I expect God to reveal Himself in miraculous ways, for the light to shine in the growing darkness like never before.
I expect people to be blind to that, no matter how earth shaking. Sadly.
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I expect a ladies' fall luncheon, a Cross Country banquet, my garage to get cleaned, my best friends to return home from a vacation (I miss them), Ed's knees to get worse, his leukemia to be gone forever.
I expect to see my two miscarried babies in heaven.
I expect Jesus.
Expectations are really dangerous, but I do have them in spite of that. I am extremely daring.
Join me in looking up. Maranatha!
See you in Eden Prairie.