(Jesus said,) “I have much more to say to you, more than you can now bear. But when He, the Spirit of truth, comes, He will guide you into all the truth. He will not speak on His own; He will speak only what He hears, and He will tell you what is yet to come. He will glorify Me because it is from Me that He will receive what He will make known to you. All that belongs to the Father is Mine. That is why I said the Spirit will receive from Me what He will make known to you.” John 16:12-15 

It was a little over a year from the day I spoke with my Mom about her breast cancer diagnosis ‘til I got the call from my brother that she had taken a turn for the worst. She met Jesus, face-to-face, before Christmas that same year. There wasn’t much time between the good news (“you caught it early”) and the bad news (“she needs hospice care.”) I am realizing more and more every day that I still haven’t accepted her death; I don’t want to.

Volumes of humans living in our current culture (when held to Biblical standards) are, in the colloquial, “headed to Hell in a hand basket.” That makes me sad as so many of them are “good” people. Yet, when I realize that I am using the world’s ruler to measure goodness instead of God’s ruler, I know God is just. Each heart is touched by the Holy Spirit with the good news of salvation and forgiveness; each soul is presented with the Truth and makes a choice. It’s hard to accept that Hell will be filled with “good” people; I don’t want to.

Practically every day, God brings someone into my path that needs to accept the good news. I know He has called me to be available for women in need of a godly friend to listen, encourage, and shed His Light on their path. Yet, time after time; I give them my business card, offering to share His love and am rarely contacted. I feel like one beggar telling another where the food is but they continue to die of hunger; I don’t want them to.

John 16 falls in the middle of the Last Supper discourse; Jesus is talking to His disciples who don’t want to accept the truth of His leaving. He assures them with, “I have much more to say to you, more than you can now bear. But when He, the Spirit of Truth, comes, He will guide you into all the truth.” Seems that the disciples had the same problem as I have … releasing things to our omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient God! Well, at least I’m in good company! 

“Lord, I go along each day, trying to run my life my own way. I forget to let go and give You control. (…) Give me strength, faith and hope, and most of all, give me guidance each and every day. I let go and give You control. In Jesus name, Amen.”


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“So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.”  II Corinthians 4:18 

Listening to the local TV station this morning from my kitchen, I could hear the weatherman talking about fog. He mentioned that it wasn’t as bad “in the city” but, in our neighboring town, there was “0” visibility. As I opened my front door to drive my grandson to school, I saw that the forecast was right. We could see nothing as we gently backed out of the driveway and inched our way to his school, approximately 8 miles from our home. On the drive, he said, “Grammie, it looks like we are driving into a tunnel or a portal into Heaven. I smiled to myself and agreed with him aloud as I thought about how wonderful it would be if we could visit Heaven. But, I wonder, would we ever want to leave?

I don’t like to admit it but the culture we live in really has me down. I pray that the Lord will show His the beauty every day; I have been deliberately setting aside time to be pensive, time to count my blessings. Knowing how much it pains me, at 3 ½ months from 65, to feel like I am swimming up the “narrow road” as a salmon swims upstream, I can’t even imagine how the senior(er) saints around here feel. Christianity was THE “big thing” around her in the late 19th through mid-20th century. “Begun in Vineland, N.J (where I live) in 1867, the holiness movement drew large crowds to its camp meetings, with some services attracting over 20,000 persons.” It is our identity, our foundation; the celebration of faith is the source of many, many memories.

Yet, today true Christianity seems harder and harder to find. Churches where pastors preach the undivided, uncompromised, un-politically correct Word of God are few. The social gospel doesn’t work for me, using the blessing of easily accessible theological research to eisegetically (when a person interprets and reads information into the text that is not there) USE the Word of God pains my heart. There is MUCH here on earth to be grateful for, I am so very blessed BUT my trust, more and more is in the Unseen …

“I’m trusting to, the Unseen Hand

That guides me through, this weary land

And some sweet day, I’ll reach that strand

Still guided by, the Unseen Hand”

(lyrics by Marty Stuart)


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Plans (again)

“To humans belong the plans of the heart, but from the Lord comes the proper answer of the tongue. All a person’s ways seem pure to them, but motives are weighed by the Lord. Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and He will establish your plans. The Lord works out everything to its proper end— even the wicked for a day of disaster. The Lord detests all the proud of heart. Be sure of this: They will not go unpunished.” Psalm 16:1-5 

It’s been a mixed news week on media; a headline story about a young woman kidnapped right off the street, found alive and well two states away. Then – as horrendously opposite as possible – the torture-murder of a three year old by his mother and her boyfriend. My own week has been filled with “homework catch-up” by my “sometimes a little lazy” 12 year old grandson and preparation for directing the children’s choir for the Christmas season at my church. Plans … so important for our overbooked lives.

My admission of the day; I have begun to resist planning anything ahead of this afternoon. I am dedicated to living the will of God even if it means dragging, those who share the house with me, along. However, what I am learning is that to live it, I must know it. Some paths are obvious… (1) keep your priorities straight; LOVE God, family, and others. (2) Serve in the church community (and on the outside), as you’ve been called (3) live the Word of God, and (4) Choose your charities. If you question #4, allow me to explain please; not even the uber-wealthy can support every “good” cause that exists with time or funds. I believe God has called His children to FIRST, support where you are being fed the Word … your local church and then, give of your time and money as the Lord leads. My faith community is a giving, mission-driven body, at any time there are, at least, 5 mission projects running. Rick and I try to give a little to each but sometimes that is not possible … what touches your heart may not touch the heart of your pew neighbor but, God will direct our hearts (and wallets) if we ask.

My goal of the day; (1) stop beating a dead horse; some relationships are irreparable not matter how hard we try. I have committed to letting them go, to stop wasting time, energy, and love. (2) cut back on Christmas spending. I heard the voice of God, almost audibly, ask, “why are you knocking yourself out thinking about ‘what to give’ someone who already has everything they could ever need?” This vow includes my grandchildren, that’s a toughie! (3) let God be God, leave “that I cannot handle” to His omnipotence!

He’s an on time God, yes He is

An on time God, yes He is

He may not come when you want Him

But He’ll be there right on time

I’ll tell you, He’s an on time God!


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“He [God] has made everything beautiful in its time.” Ecclesiastes 3:11

Do you remember the Charleston? Do you remember Christopher Columbus? Do you remember the Huns or did you take part in cave writing? Not do your remember “about” them but were you there? Of course not, but they are proven events that happened in another time, in God’s time. King Solomon wrote Ecclesiastes in his time; today we read it as rather maudlin literature but “in his day” it was the wise observations of the king.

However, for our time, maybe it could stand being updated …

There is a time for everything and we can see it happen, 24-7 on CNN; and a season for every activity under the heavens, baseball, football, hockey, soccer and we squeeze them in to an already over-booked life:

A time to be born and a time to die; showers, wish lists, ultrasounds, nurseries, death with dignity, hospice, wakes ~ little time to celebrate or properly grieve.

A time to plant and a time to uproot; so little time for even core family, so few stay in the hometown, rushed visits, electronic relationships, retirement relocations.

A time to kill and a time to heal; ~ children of God ~ support those who defend, sacrifice, love, work to heal or give comfort to others in times of pain.

A time to tear down and a time to build, discard bitterness, envy, jealousy, hurt, ego, while building relationships by praying, sharing, and loving those in the “family”

A time to weep and a time to laugh; mourn losses, empathize, power of loss, happy memories, smile, encourage, heal yourself and others with laughter.

A time to mourn and a time to dance; losses of loved ones, property, divorce, custody, value, balance with celebration, praise, worship, joy and fellowship.

A time to scatter stones and a time to gather them; get rid of the “junk,” clear away clutter, clinging, rather seek benevolence, contribution, outreach.

A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing; hugs of fellowship, greeting, sympathy, keep intimacy at home.

A time to search and a time to give up; heart’s desire, misplaced or lost, goodness in others, forgiveness, harmful reconciliation, surrender, accept, boundaries.

A time to keep and a time to throw away; faith, confidences, sins, dysfunction, habits, self-righteousness, things?, dreams?,

A time to tear (remorse, confession) and a time to mend (repair, seek forgiveness); a time to be silent (gossip? backbiting? involvement?)

And a time to speak, this is an important one for Christians today – we must know our beliefs, our theology, the Word of   God and hold fast to it, publicly and privately.

A time to love (Jesus’ law of love is our priority) and a time to hate ~ hate the sin, NOT the sinner.

A time for war and a time for peace; every day against the powers of evil but God promises HIS peace as we live and for eternity!! 

“Turn, turn, turn” … turn to God and away from evil. In agreement with Pete

Seeger who wrote these words in the 50’s; “I pray it’s not too late.” 

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