THE LOVE IN CREATION

So, I get up this morning and go out to feed my friend his breakfast and I notice that the sky is extremely blue and smooth and perfect and without blemish or cloud. I stared for a long time trying to find just a speck of something up there. Nothing. Where did the stars go? How is it that they're there but not seen? Does the sun shine on them and their surrounding space so brightly that it all blends? How can they just not be seen at all but be there? They're still right where they were in the night. Different stars of course, since the planet is turning. But, there nonetheless. Why is the sky blue? What makes it blue? I didn't choose that color. So, who did? And why blue? So, blue is the color of the sky. That's the color God chose for us to see as the color that designates the sky. Not yellow along with the sun. Blue. Not green to blend with the treetops, blue. How did He separate the colors? How does He stop the sun from being yellow outward instead of just in itself? It's like the ocean, how does it know to stop at the shore? How come it rains on the ocean in places adding many many feet per day of water, but it never goes past it's shoreline? (unless a cataclysmic event on the ocean floor pushes it).When I look outside, I see EVERYTHING praising God. I see that every green thing reaches up. Science will say it's reaching for the sun, I get that. The sun is needful, indeed, but why does it stay that way? When I get up in the morning, I lift my face to the light, but at night I lay down and curl into a ball. Why do plants stay reaching? Why don't they lay down and curl into a ball at night? Even a whale, will breach UP out of the water. It doesn't breach down. The Bible says that Jesus is the light of the world. Have you ever seen what lives in the deepest depths of the oceans? Have you noticed how evil and horrifying those creatures of the dark are? Compare them to the things that grow in the sun! Beautiful, bright, vibrant colors with fragrances that attract beautiful hummingbirds and honey-making bees. A tiny flying creature that makes food for humans. And it doesn't even mean to. It's all God's handiwork. I imagine God walking amongst us in the cool of the day just as He did in the Garden of Eden. He did such a beautiful job when He created this planet. He used love. I can see it. Love is what it takes to make things grow and thrive. Love is beauty. It's all here!!

NEVER TOO DARK

It took me years to understand what it means to have God's mercies. So, here's what we know, "...our adversary, the devil, as a roaring lion, walks about seeking whom he may devour." I Peter 5:8. What it means to be "devoured" by your adversary or enemy (the devil) is to find yourself completely consumed with grief, sorrow, trial, tribulation, etc. That's how he "devours." Ever feel that way? Ever feel like "it's always something?" That's your enemy seeking to devour you. His goal is to completely and utterly destroy you. He will use any tactic and any person to achieve his goals. He'll send people to say all the wrong things at the wrong times. He'll afflict your body with sickness and disease. He'll cause tribulation to follow you or wait around every corner. He has "little helpers." I like to call them minions. They're the ones on your job or at school that run around spreading rumors about you. They're the ones that steal your stuff. They're the ones that pretend to be your friend to your face, but will steal your mate if they get the chance. They're the ones that are ever so quick to ask you for help or to borrow something, but never have it to give when you need it. They're the ones who only call to dump on you but when you need someone to talk to, they're never there. Those are all satan's little helpers, his minions. And he uses them daily in an attempt to devour you. That's where God's mercies come in. You may not have ever given Him a thought, but He has given you one. He's the reason I haven't been consumed by all that happens to me. Yes, I struggle and suffer, but it's never more than I'm able to bear. I've glimpsed the depths of despair but God never let me stay there. It's as if He wanted me to see what I could be experiencing as opposed to what I actually am experiencing. He is merciful. All I've ever done is ask Him to help me. Deliver me. Save me. Set me free. Give me peace. Show me the way out. And He's faithful to answer every single time. Every single time. Every single time!!!!! So, today, I wept. And then I begged for mercy. So, tonight, I smile.

RUN THE RACE

I'm still learning how to blog effectively, still trying to download photos. One thing I know is, how to Glorify God with my blog. So, today I'm posting a poem I wrote and published in a book called, "Collected Whispers," published by International Library of Poetry. I wrote so many poems through Divine inspiration but for some reason, this is the one He (God) wanted, this is the one He chose. It's not Shakespearean, only me being used by Him. 


Life's problems can be so cumbersome,
I'm so glad to know the Lord.
He's the strength I need to get through each day,
And eternity is my reward.
For living each day to His glory,
For devoting myself to His will,
For responding to the voice I hear,
Though it be so small and still.
There's a race that I must run,
A race that I'm determined to win.
I'm not racing against other people,
Though I'm running like the wind.
I run the race of living,
And sometimes I fall behind,
But Jesus is there to cheer me on.
He waits at the finish line.
And when I get there, oh, joy abounds
For those of us who ran,
And I'm happy to share the winning prize
With every woman and man
I'm not the only one running,
And I won't be the only one to win,
But if Jesus asks me what I think,
I don't want to run it again!

THE TRUTH ABOUT OUR ORIGINS ~ II

O.k. world, riddle me this...if we came from an explosion in space or a process called "evolution," then where did we get such depth? Why do we cry? Why are some of us more passionate than others? What makes us feel each other's pain? Why do all of us, with a heart, seem to have the same reaction to puppies and babies? What makes some of us jump in to save the drowning victim and others just stand by and watch the victim get saved? Where's the "evolution" and "explosion" in all of that love and depth of our human nature? Why is a nation that was founded on Christian principles (that would be America) more apt to reach out to 3rd world countries with help, than non-Christian nations? What is the deciding factor that makes up the heart of a person who goes into the mission field? Do you realize what they go through just to spread love (which is the Gospel of Jesus Christ)? So much sacrifice! Just like Jesus. So, this is what I'm really proposing...we are the clay on the spinning wheel of God. So, therefore, the same way that Picasso's work was identified by his style, so too, is God's style seen. Not only that, but notice His signature, His fingerprint on everything that breathes, grows, lives and wasn't created by man. I've spoke of this in earlier blogs but I can't help mentioning it again. It's like computing, there's several ways in but you'll always arrive at the same place. There's no way that science can explain our origins completely and fully and to our satisfaction. So, I leave this blog full of questions. Do you know the answers? Can you prove it? I'm gonna believe what the Holy Bible says because it makes sense and exploding rocks don't.

9/11 ANNIVERSARY--WE WON'T FORGET

God bless America on this 9/11 anniversary. Inside, I'm giggling, just knowing how hard the terrorists TRIED to destroy us, terrify us, debilitate us. And yet, here we stand, America the beautiful, home of the brave!! Still beautiful still brave!! You can't steal a people's spirit Mr. Terrorist. You can't knock over a couple of our buildings and kill a nation. News flash, we procreate over here and even the people who lost their precious lives that day, have people going on for them. That's because we don't quit at tragedy. We use it to get stronger. We gain knowledge from your mistakes. On behalf of my people, let me thank you for it. My son joined the Air Force so he could do his part. How's that for "plans back-fired!" And let me say this as well, (like you can stop me), we love our people over here in the land of the free and the home of the brave. We love!!! Watch us rise up!!! Watch us getting stronger!!! Watch us overcome your evil with our good to the degree that YOUR people are here living in harmony with us. You know why? Because we're not like you!! We don't waste precious time and energy thinking up ways to hurt people in another country just because they worship differently. That's what it's really about, isn't it? Good vs. Evil, God vs. Satan!! Why is Satan who he is? Jealousy. He was jealous of God, so he proposed to put himself at or above God, and DOWN HE TUMBLED!! Terrorists, same thing. Jealous, busy worrying about us and what we're doing and wanting to stop us from how we live so they can be a supreme race. Hmmm. Seems like we've heard that story before (Nazi regime). Look how that story turned out. Face it, all you terrorists out there....you won't win. God is good, God is just, God is merciful, loving, kind, forgiving. He's your opposite and just like He won the heavenly battle, American's (who carry His spirit within our hearts) will always win the earthly battle. IF you prefer to fight. We don't pick 'em, we just win 'em. What can we say? It's a God thing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD BLESS AMERICA!!! OH, WAIT...HE ALREADY DID!!!!