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Rest in peace, Brother Graham

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Today, the Christian community lost a powerful voice for the Kingdom of Christ. William Franklin Graham left this life to live eternally with the Love of his life, Jesus. From the age of 16, when he was saved, Billy preached, even to the animals of the Florida swamp, who he practiced with before he actually began preaching.

Billy Graham was a simple man, with a simple, but powerful message. Although I have never attended one of his Crusades, I do remember watching on television the powerful, moving message that he would declare to all listening. His life as a Preacher was and still is, unparalleled.

My heart today, on this rainy day, is saddened at the loss of his presence, but at the same time I know that he is rejoicing with Jesus, his wife Ruth, and all of those who, because of him, now are sharing their stories of how he impacted them and their lives.

Yes, we lost a powerful voice in the Christian Evangelical community today, but Heaven gained a man who brought millions to Christ.…

There is no crystal ball

No, there really isn't...I promise.

The Bible says in Psalm 119:105

Your word is a lamp to my feet
And a light to my path.

There is no promise of giving you the upcoming scenes, no promise to whisper in your ear that something evil this way comes. None, nada. What it does say is that your way will be lit by God, so that you can see the things in your path that will cause you to stumble or fall, and that the light will be there so that you are never in the dark. So why do people treat God as if He's a soothsayer, a prognosticator, or a genie?

My guess is, they don't know who He is. They haven't devoured the Word, heck, they haven't even tasted it. They know the basic verses, but couldn't tell you what part of the Bible its in, much less the chapter and verse number. The only reason some people know what John 3:16 is, is because they see a banner at some sporting event and know it to be Biblical. Could they quote it? Probably not. Can you?

I heard a minute bite on Psa…

Hell...are you listening now?

What if I told you that Heaven and Hell are real destinations? Would you believe me?
No, this isn't a discussion about religion, it's about a relationship, and a free gift. Yeah, a weird combination of events, but it's true.

Lets start with the fact that many religions believe in Heaven, Nirvana, Paradise, whatever you want to call it. No matter how you slice it, probably about 90% of the world's population believe there is an afterlife that includes some sort of place that resembles Heaven. Being a Christian myself, I am definitely looking forward to Heaven...the questions answered, the Glory that will unfold in front of me, Everlasting Life...yeah, I'm looking forward to it. Not that I want to go there today, but I know without a shadow of a doubt that would be my destination. Final answer. Lock it in.

However, not as many people believe in Hell. I don't care how twisted a human mind is, or how much devastation has happened, or how abhorrent living conditions…

The sur-reality of it all

Today, I'm sitting in front of my back window...the one that looks into the backyard. One of my most favorite places to be, because on any given day I can watch the dogs do their thing, whether it's playing or doing what needs to be done. I can sit and watch on warm days, the girls, when they're here, play outside with their Aunt, or watch the birds at the feeders. Houston, I have to say has some pretty fantastic weather, for the most part. Including today.

So, it's January 16, 2018. In Houston. The city known for all four seasons occurring in a 24 hour period. Today, we only get one season. Arctic. Yup...it's stinking cold out there. The Weather Channel says it's 27 degrees out there, with a "feels like" factor of 16. That's 16 degrees, Fahrenheit. Earlier this morning, we had freezing rain. The 'tink, tink, tink' of the pellets on my kitchen window told me that it wasn't snow. To be honest, I thought some vine on the side of the hous…

A plea for help

Good morning, my Friends. Today I'm going to veer off some from my normal rambling to present to you an appeal for help.
My best friend, for more years than I can count is having life changing issues, and being a couple of States away from her, and not being able to do anything more than I am doing, is driving me batty.
It occurred to me that I have a platform that may help beyond the reach of my Facebook and Twitter, so if you will indulge me, I'm going to post, the plea and link for her Go Fund me.
Thank you so much for your faithfulness, and for your readership. Everyone of you is the Bee's Knees. ;)

So, without further adieu, here is the link for the GoFundMe, and Sandra's story.

https://www.gofundme.com/sandras-help


They say that if you have a friend for seven years, you have a life-long friend. Sandra and I have been friends since before high school...we'll just say that its been more than seven years times five, or six maybe. Suffice it to say, we've known…

Fight or flight?

I have a panic/anxiety disorder. I figured I'd put that right out there for you. **smile** In talking with other folks who have fibromyalgia, I found that quite a few of them have one or the other, or both, and it's a constant battle. The one thing that folks with these disorders want, is you to be there...to remind them to breathe, that the world isn't going to end. Its not something that you can "just get over," it's a real problem. The fight or flight mode gets activated and sometimes its just a matter of a few moments and we can get centered again. Sometimes longer. I know with me, when I hit that mode, after all is said and done, I feel like I've been run over by a few monster trucks, and a steam roller for good measure. If I could sleep for two days after, I would. Bless his heart, my husband has his hands full, but I am beyond thankful to God for putting him into my life. He is my rock, besides Christ, of course, and I love him more and more each d…

All I can do is pray

Today, I had a phone call that lasted the better part of two hours. Mind you, I'm not complaining, just prefacing. This person and I talk, not often, but when we do, it's usually a marathon. However, today during our call, my heart was breaking. There is nothing I can do to help this person physically...all I can do is pray.

Life has a habit of handing us lemons, and sometimes those lemons are frozen, rotten or unripe. We do what we can with what we have, and put aside the "lemons" that we can't use or fix. Those of us who are called by His Name, we give the unusable stuff to God and let Him fix it. Sometimes. That's generally what I do, anyway. A lot of times I use what I can, give the rest to God, then take it back when the answers are slow moving, there are no visible resolutions, or the answer is no. I don't wait for His moving, I just take it back and do what I can.

This time...well, I can't fix what's broken for this person. If I could move …