Draw Close to Him

I have been in praise for two weeks now. I am still in aw of our reprieve. What is the future going to look like in a year from now? I sincerely hope it will be good.
I know somethings will still be in disorder.
We must turn our face toward the God who loves us and be holy as He is Holy. As Paul said in Philippians 3: 14, " I  press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
We, as Christians, will suffer persecution soon before we see His Beautiful face. Don't know when or how but it is coming.
I am feeling old lately, never before have I felt old. This year has taken it's toll on me.
I try to always be cheery when I am out shopping. I see so many sad faces with hurt in their eyes. I speak of The Lord to everyone and try to be a go between to lift them to Christ. I hope even in a small way to bring a little joy to their hearts.
May The Lord Jesus Christ bless and keep you this Glorious season.

It has been 9 months since my husband passed. The worst time in 54 years of marriage.

My journey has been horrific. It started with terrible panic attacks and grief out the wazoo. Never had a panic attack in my life before this.

I drew on the only source I knew, The Lord of Host is His name. Had I not known Him I would not have made it this far. His love and compassion have sustained me.

I still wake up thinking of my sweet husband and the nightmare he had to endure. I guess one might say I have PTSD.  But I am in a place where I can, at times, think of him and not go to pieces.

I was under such terrible strain trying to get the finances straight all the while dealing with this awful grief.

I think it was about the 6th month when I came to some kind of resolution, in my soul, that he was not coming back and life had to go on. Then there was the fear that Hillary would be president and my safety and security would be at risk.

I prayed and The Lord said she would never be president and Trump would win in a landslide. I told my sons but they think I am wacky. Every one I told just didn't believe.

When at around 12 or 1 am we all knew, I broke out with tears of shear relief and thankfulness. And thankful I am.

I was vindicated!

Now I can sleep, knowing I am not to worry about tomorrow.

5 is the number of Grace, and Trumps number is 5. And Pence. So the way I see it we have a double portion of Grace coming to us.

Thank You Father

Can one image how angry The Almighty God is?  I don't think it is humanly possible to feel that kind of anger. This wrath I spoke of in my last blog is something we just can't wrap our minds around. It really is a kind of wounded being feeling. A mixture of extreme sadness with a rage. It is also one of action. Something the wounded one has to lash out to the one who wounded Him. I don't want to be around when that happens.
In my years here, I have come to see things the way He sees things. I understand why He feels this wrath. But I don't ever want to feel that wrath on any level.
I weep often when I see people sinning and not caring for others. This callousness is becoming more common than one would think. It is everywhere. We must look to our Lord and hide ourselves under His wings.
Times are getting worse and so are the people. We must study His Word each day for guidance. We must die each day and cling to The Holy Spirit.
If you have a need He is there to listen. If you call on His Name, Lord Jesus Christ, He will hear.

Righteous Indignation

The passed year had brought many feelings of anger. I was angry at the president ,the government and now the people. Oh yes the people.
I came to the conclusion that the public institutions, that we the people, have instituted, have spoiled our way of life and more importantly, our thought processes. Becoming LAZY, we have not turned our eyes to the one book of importance, The Bible!
Do you know why people don't want to read The Bible?  It's because they don't want anyone telling them how they should behave or think. Especially God!  After all, He is just the Creator of all living and non-living things.
I think this righteous indignation came when I was constantly  being told they don't want to hear anything I said. Oh, they were subtle about it, sometimes. But that was ok. After all, I could understand the grating I have on some people. And actually ,it wasn't about me or my feelings. I was dead. But I soon came to life again when He was being reviled by so many. The news, the commentators, the books and articles written.
Then when I hear my own president, Well I have just lost it. I am not sure I will ever be the old me again, not that it was special, but that I was 100% sold out to Christ.
I am not sure that angry is even the correct word I am feeling. Maybe WRATH!  Yes ,that's it WRATH. Now that is a word isn't it. Filled with ACTION!