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