Warning to All

Friends, loved ones, and all who read this blog, and care for the Left Behind series. Please take the time to listen to this. Its the biblical view on the last day and shows that the seven years of tribulation after the rapture is just a theory that the devil uses to lull us all to sleep and make us think that we will still have a chance for heaven even if we miss the rapture.

The Bible is quite clear in Matthew about the last day and warns us not to let ourselves be deceived. It will not be a silent day either. Have you ever heard the blasting sound that a trumpet makes? It also says that we will see the Lord in the air. The seven years following are not even mentioned in the Good Book!!! Please listen.

I have to admit that I've been drawn to the idea because we did listen to a much older vergan of Left Behind many long years ago.

Things I Love

Spring...

...new life, am reminded of the song...

Lord in my heart bring back the spring time

Take away the cold and dark of sin

Oh, fill me now please Holy Spirit

May I warm and tender be again.

Fall... colors.

...my friend Carmen Hathaway made the angel and it always makes me smile remembering her. It has found an interesting place and name, the tree behind it matches it's colors perfectly in the fall so I call it my fallen angel.

Wheels...

...they remind me that God is the center of everything, or the hub. We the members of His body are the spokes and love (the rim) is what holds everything together and helps us go places.

Rain...

...tears from heaven watering the earth with life.

Fences...

...our life is pretty fenced in, keeping us together, safer and protecting a bit from the predator of our souls.

Fog...

...it is so romantic. You know how our faults kind of loose their edge, fade, and are not the focus when we love and are loved.

Sunshine...

...Jesus is the light for our path, the Holy Spirit warms our hearts, and God gives the strength for our growth. Together the three are one like the trenity.

Trees...

...My apple tree will always make me think of the fruits of the spirit and the more there are of them the more the branches bend to the will of the Father. An evergreen stays green and growing even in extreme whether. I also love a weeping willow because it humbly hangs it's branches to the earth.

Flowers...

...being made perfect by God.

Empty park bench...

... an invitation for fellowship.

Rainbows...

...God's promises

Gardens...

... no matter how much sweat and tears I put into making my garden beautiful, pulling weeds, moving stuff around, and tending to make it beautiful, God just puts me to shame with the beauty of wild flowers and grasses in some ditch. He coordinates colors perfectly, just randomly delighting and decorating. This is meant in the physical sense as well as in the spiritual; just one inspiration off of a poem, and one day I'll write it.

My little and big family...
...how can I describe how thankful I am to be a part of something so huge and awesome.

Butterflies...

...follow the link.

Lately

I've been home for a week and really enjoyed it; made some cassettes but not enough to start selling any, just fill orders. It was wonderful to see my sisters and brothers again and my dear friends, parents, uncles and cousins. I guess it took me a while to get my head back straight.

I was glad to be able to take both boys with me because it was during the spring break. Judas had a jolly time with his double cousin and best friend Elliot; he also made a new friend that I'm all tickled about. Victor and Glenda's Dale, it looks like that family is a keeper. Some of my dearest friends are in it. :)

I have been collecting some fun quotes from little Hans.

"Self-control is to drive an airplane." That little brain goes from the fruits of the spirit to remote control.

"I want to go outside for some "new fresh." That means fresh air. He's got a pretty good handle on the English language and is much farther ahead than Judas was at this age. I guess he is exposed to it a little more.

Guess what "Lampootion" is??? It's lotion, still love making him smell like a baby, but I realize lately that I can just barely hold him anymore. He's growing so big.

I have such a struggle with my sons with guns. No matter how many good words I give them there is not a toy they cannot make to perform like a gun. "Guns are for killing, boys." "God made all these things, and you want to kill them, what if we destroyed the things you make?" Might as well talk to the wall.

I'm also not sure that I should be teaching my sons to turn the other cheek, of course it is the way of Jesus and I should be against violence, but what if they come in contact with one who is careless about how he treats others. Should they not even be defending themselves?? OK, wise old mothers speak up. LETS HERE FROM YOU! I guess we need not try to find a way out of obeying God's word because we think that our situation is unique, but I would like to know what and how mothers teach.

One thing that kind of bugs me is that some of our folks don't even know how rude and impolite whispering in public is or other manners like it. In community especially it sticks out because it makes the other person feel excluded and is hurtful. I wish our mothers would put more emphases on teaching their kids what we call "vilt manear."

He Arose

I was in this room, it smelled of death.
It was so dark and there was a heap of every imaginably unclean thing.
There was pride, envy, bitterness, hate and many more vices.
I was so afraid, picking through the pile on my knees looking for I don’t know what.
There was a gentle tap on my shoulder and I looked up into the face of Jesus.
He said to me “Come my child, come with Me, I rose from the dead and since you are a member of my body, this is no place for you.”
He took my hand and led me out, and we entered a room with blinding brilliant light.
There I saw the throne of God, and blessings piled up high;
gifts to delight, and jewels rich and rare in His word.
I could feel the love embrace me as I stood looking at the cross.
It wasn’t very long at all until I sinned again,
then I in fear fled from that room ashamed of a broken dream.
I hurried back to that other door but found it locked and barred.
Beside me appeared Jesus with the keys and a question on His lips.
“Do you want to go back in here?” He asked in a solemn way.
“No, never ever, but what shall I do….where should I go…?”
He smiled right then and said to me, I’ll always cherish it.
“You have a choice, my dear, as I did long ago.

I arose from death and darkness into the loving light.
Come rise with me, and inter in, I’ll show you what to do.”
Again He took my hand and led me to the light.
It was to the cross He guided me and humbly I knelt down.
Repenting, grateful, trusting, and hopeful I told it all to Him.
I found the peace from fighting it and His forgiveness too.
No power on this earth but His can move this great big mountain.
I’ll never leave this room again, it’s here I’ll work and play;
I’ll search and sing and laugh and pray and live abundantly.

The Heavens Declare the Glory of God

This adventure started with a dream that I thought was so sweet that I told it to Rodney the next day. I was standing outside my brother’s house in Crystal Springs and looked up at the heavens and saw the stars. They were just glorious; it seemed like they were 3-dimensional and very near. It was a clear night and there were billions of them. I raised my hands and opened my mouth to praise. That’s when I felt myself raising, and realizing it, came back down and thought that I shouldn't have lost faith or fear like Peter did when he walked on water. As I began to marvel at the night sky my body again rose upward in a state of pure adoration to God for such beauty, and when I awoke.

Sometime later I learned that God had Himself named each star (Ps.147:4) leaving the animals for Adam, and that they were put there for signs, seasons, days and years. (Gen.1:14) They were divinely designed to tell a story that I have not read in Josephus undeniably resembling the gospel. I learned that somewhere up there was the whole gospel story and that it was the bible of Adam, Noah, Abraham and others, because they really didn’t have one then. I learned that the signs of the zodiac have been perverted in our day and are being misused by the devil to tell people's future. He is always out to destroy the work of God.

Let me explain just one of the brightest constellations I have had the privilege of studying. Orion is the great warrior and holds a club and the head if His enemy victoriously in his hands.

• Orion’s ancient name means “Coming as light,” who came as light?? “I am the light of the world”
• The star on His right shoulder is Betelgeuse, and means “the coming of the branch.” Jesus said that every branch that does not bear fruit will be cut off and that He is the vine and we are the branches.
• Bellatrix is on the left shoulder and means “coming quickly” or “swiftly destroying”
• Rigel is the star on the leg poised over the head of the enemy and means “the foot that crushes” do you remember the very first prophecy given to Adam and Eve that Jesus would come? “It (the serpent) will bruise thy head and thou shalt bruise his heel.” (Gen.3:15)
• So we have the star on his right leg called Saiph and means “bruised.”
• There is also an interesting star on his belt that means “the wounded one” called Alnitak.
• The belt is also made of three equally bright stars that have been called “The Three Kings,” and to me that sounds a lot like the trinity.

It was so incredibly interesting that I’ve been researching them in a sky atlas. The only thing I knew before was not to look for stars on a cloudy night…well, no, really…I knew where the big dipper is, and that’s about all.

Another interesting thing is that my grandma had all the birth dates of her children recorded in her bible along with the signs of the zodiac that they were born under. We always called her a little superstitious, but maybe she knew a thing or two more than I do today. In one of the few memories that I have of her she is sitting in a chair with her nose in the bible, and you could not distract her. (I know because I tried)

You know how the teachings of evolution have made us think that people back then were not as smart as we are now? You know how we are supposed to have evolved from monkeys? Always getting more advanced, intelligent, technical, and back then people were simple, living in caves and the like. I am beginning to see that the opposite is true. People were a lot smarter a few thousand years ago. Want proof?

Take a look at the pyramids and other immense structures and try figuring out what CAT you would use to move a trailer sized rock.

Solomon was the wisest man that ever lived.

I’d like to know how much knowledge I could get if I lived to be over 200 years old.

We are using a mere 10% of our brain today. Anything less and we would stop breathing.

Many iron, copper, clay, and gold artifacts have been found, meaning they had the tools to make items out of such.

There are even some paintings that depict energy sources much like our electricity today.

There must be something behind what I’m learning otherwise the magi would have had no idea that the Christ child had been born. They were led by a WHAT? A STAR? Yes, a star.

Good Friday All

I got a bunch of beautiful Daffodils from my Father-in-law this week. He still frequents the cancer wards at times and enjoys sharing them with us. They really brightened up the kitchen together with all that sunshine we've been having.

I was sitting and considering the flowers, how they don't spin of sew but are more beautiful than Solomon in all his glory. I was impressed to think that my Father in heaven will also clothe me, but is He not able to clothe me with more than just shirts, socks, and skirts? He is also able to clothe me with righteousness, first and foremost, also with wisdom, good deeds, pure thoughts, and patience. I just have to trust Him to do it. Nor do I have to spin, sew, toil, or labour, for this righteousness; it is a gift.

Thought for the day

There is only one thing better than holding a child to your heart
-holding your own child to your heart.

There is only one thing better than being a good example
-seeing someone following your good example.

There's only one thing better than being victorious over temptation
-that's thanking God for the victory.

-Nelda Baer