Spring Rites

I could not resist! I like to take photographs along our greenway system where I live. A few of the spring flowers are out in bloom and there are mounds of heavy-headed groups of honeysuckle. The air is full of their wonderful smells.

The trail winds over a river and along a creek. I even got to enjoy the company of a fine-feathered friend. Hope you can enjoy your spring and try to get outside to enjoy the natural sights our Heavenly Father has created for our pleasure.

Pure Innocence

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I have talked about my beautiful, little autistic grandson, Baric Micah, in an earlier blog post. He has the sweetest disposition and is so precious to us. We enjoy taking care of him. He sets an example for us every day.

There has been placed in him such a pure innocence. He cannot comprehend in a lot of ways good and bad. His filters for danger are not what a normal child’s would be, and we have to watch him closely to keep him from hurting himself. He likes to climb on everything!

But oh, when he loves on you. Like I said, he just loves so purely and so innocently. He came up to me the other day and kept leaning on me for me to hug and kiss on him. It’s wonderful. I get as much out of it as he does. I can’t forget the day I was just sitting, and he came in and leaned his head toward mine. I thought what is he trying to do then he leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Granted it was a little wet and slobbery, but it was wonderful. He walked across the room and did the same to my husband. His mother has been so good about making him feel loved.

I think this child-like, totally innocent and trusting type of love he demonstrates is how God wishes us to love Him. It is the kind of relationship with our great and wonderful Creator we were meant to be in. We were created by love, through love and for love’s own pleasure. Praise God. Have a wonderful day!!

A Repeat

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Here is a repeat of a blog I wrote in October of 2018. I will never forget this experience and hope that it helps your faith in some way. Praise God!!

For years now, I guess about 7 or 8, I have been wanting to talk about, tell, something that happened to me one night. I have only told family members about it since I’m not very good at standing up and talking in front of people or telling things to people. I guess I was afraid they wouldn’t believe me.

I have sleep apnea. I don’t know if you know what that is, but that’s where when you lay down on your back to sleep the muscles that hold up your soft palette at the back of your throat relax so much that the palette itself collapses downward and completely blocks your airway and totally shuts down and closes your airway. In other words, you stop breathing. It is dangerous and can kill you. I did consult a doctor about this. I do not think I could sleep with one of the breathing machines they use so I sleep with the head of my bed raised and try to stay on my sides. As long as my head is raised and I’m on my sides I am okay.

However, one night before I realized what was going on with me, I went to sleep one night and somehow must have gotten off my side and into a position that was not safe. I woke up suddenly and was in a different place.

I remember feeling a slight tinge of fear but was mostly confused, thinking where am I?? All around me was nothing but deep blackness until suddenly I could see this spiral of beautiful, puffy white clouds spiraling off into the distance. I did not want to look at the far distant end of the spiral because I had this sudden knowledge that if I looked at it, there would be no going back. Somehow I just knew that. Don’t know how, but I just did, but I was not given a choice. I had to look at the end of the spiral, and so I did.
Next, let me say that I had no physical sensation at all. I was fully awake, fully conscious, but there were no physical sensations. I had no awareness of a body.

To get back to where I was, as soon as I looked at the end of the spiral of clouds, I was in the other place, but this one was different. This beautiful, beautiful light was everywhere. It glistened and shone like nothing I have ever seen. But the light was alive. There was an intelligence or presence inside the light. Like nothing I have ever experienced.

It was so bright it almost hurt to look at it and the colors of the rainbow were moving through it constantly. It was so bright that I turned to look away, but again, I was not given a choice. I had to look at the light so I did.

When I turned to look at it again, suddenly it felt like somebody had taken me and thrown me as hard as they could up against a brick wall. There was this really hard boom, and I was back inside my body. Totally awake but back inside of my body going “What just happened to me.”

I laid there for a few minutes, thinking about what I had just seen and experienced. I moved around a little trying to get my bearings back and then decided the only thing it could have been was for a few minutes or less, because it happened so quickly, so very quickly, is I think I died! It is the only explanation I can think of.

I believe for a very few brief seconds, I was allowed to see some of the glory of the Living God. The light was beautiful beyond words. I wish everyone could have seen it. Unlike anything I’ve ever seen before.

The only reason I wanted to tell this is I hope it will reassure everyone that there really is life after death, and that God is more beautiful than any of my weak human words could ever express.

I pray that the living God Himself will bless your day and your whole life and that you can get to know Him better. He really does love you very, very much. God Bless You.

Your Day

 

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Dear Lord Jesus, This is your day. All over the world people will be celebrating that the tomb was empty. It’s your resurrection day! Praise God! Thank you for taking my place on that cross. Thank you for giving up your eternal throne of glory to come down here and save all of us from the most powerful to the least of us. Thank you for wanting all of us.

Bless you Lord for the beauty of your face and the beauty of your great heart. Thank you for your great power and authority. Thank you for wanting to give us a new heaven and new earth. We wait in anticipation for the redemption of our bodies also. Again, Lord Jesus thank you. In your holy name I pray Amen!!christasgod2praisegif2

Priorities

We as Christians in this rich country of America sometimes have our priorities mixed up. There is nothing wrong with having a few nice things in life and some pleasure, but we should never forget the oppressed, the unloved or the weak of this earth.

I came into life as an orphan having nothing. When I look in the faces of oppressed children, I see myself. If you want to be Christ to this world just go out and love it, especially hurting children. There are so many charities for children. You can even give online!

Again, God never meant for this world to be the way it is. There’s nothing wrong with a little pleasure and fun in your life, but we should not place too much importance on who wins what golf tournament or football game, the size of our house or car.

Want to be Christ to the world? Just go out and love it! Have a blessed day and week. Praise God!!!

All for an Apple??

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Often people say they don’t want to believe or don’t believe in God because He allows suffering. All of the suffering came into man’s life because we chose it. God warned us and told us if we ate of the tree or in other words disobeyed His command we would suffer and die. But we chose to listen to the wrong voice and fell hard into a world where we no longer lived in a perfect paradise.

The world is the way it is because we are what we are. And we chose this. We were living in perfection with someone so wonderful and with the most beautifully loving and kind heart, but we spit in His face and said “No, I want to do it my way.” In other words we rebelled and listened to the wrong voice.

God is just allowing us to have what we chose. It was our choice to turn away from His perfection. God allows the bad suffering in the world but does not cause it. That’s a huge difference. He is allowing us to reap the consequences of our poor behavior and our poor choices. If He did not allow suffering, how else would we learn the consequences of our poor choices. Please don’t blame God for our bad behavior.

Also, the question is not why does God allow the suffering, but why do we allow it? Just think of it, except for the physical illnesses and natural disasters, all other pain is caused by how badly we treat each other and refuse to love the way we were created to love. So where is our responsibility in all of this? Man has to accept the responsibility he plays in all of our pain.

May God Bless Your Day.

Exciting

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All of our Christian assemblies or churches should be the most joy-filled, excited places on earth. We’re literally in the presence of the most beautiful, wonderful, powerful being in all of existence, so wonderful our words don’t even begin to do Him justice. Our churches make Him too small and God is not small!

God created us just so we could share in all his beauty and glory. He just wants to share Himself with us. He has the kindest, most compassionate, loving and forgiving heart in all of creative existence! Why would you not want to be with HIM?? He even came and took our own punishment on Himself.

He breathed, spoke this universe and us into existence. All of creation tells of His glory and power and His love for us. Look at how beautiful He made it for us to look at. We are the ones that make it ugly.

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Praise #3

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This is a third attempt on a praise poem I was trying to write(may change it later). Anyway, I hope you enjoy this. I’ve just gotten back to trying(emphasis on trying) to write poetry again after a long, long time of being away from it.

I love prayers to God and Christ. They lift up our needs, hopes, desires to God, but oh, to Praise God. It does something for me that nothing else does. It lifts me up above all my problems somehow. It feels like it helps me transcend earth and places me at the foot of God’s throne. We get to dance at the foot of the throne with all His angels in purest joy!

I hope this version of this poem might be able to brighten your day.

Praise #3

Praise God, Praise God.
Angel whispers induce
my empty ears to listen,
Repeating heavenly phrases,
These nuances toward an upward path.

Until louder and louder
The words ring and peal,
Encouraging, echoing in bolder syllables,
each strident unending recitation.

Until as a rising crescendo,
A symphonic cacophony,
Their fiery words ring out.
Praise God!! Praise God!!

Joy is born
As voices repeat.
Each dropping pearl,
Purest sound, falls to earth.

This recreation of
Heaven’s joy
Empties down,
Desiring to live among us
And bless each earthly horizon.

Thus, this our praise
Mimics and echoes,
Reverberates in the above vaults of glory,
a holy essence of each earthly heartbeat!

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No Mistakes

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I started life as an unwanted, unloved orphan. Before the age of 2 years old, I was moved around to at least 3 to 4 different places, an orphanage to foster care, to live with none of them feeling like home. I have known lovelessness, a vacuum of love. It felt like hell. So I have known hell, and believe me, you do not want to go there.

Because of this lack, I was left feeling like I was a mistake, that I did not even deserve to exist. My adopted family did go to church, and there I would hear them say ‘God does not make mistakes’. For a long time I did not understand what they were talking about. As I got older and got to know God and Christ better, I understood at last they were talking about me. I was no mistake. I am not a mistake. God loves me and you and you and you. We are not mistakes. All our lives matter to God the same which is very, very much, in the extreme and more than I can comprehend.

At some of my dark times, I would feel like I was in the middle of a strong storm and the only thing to hold onto was the cross of Christ. That proved to be my anchor. I knew that Christ would not have died for me if I did not have an extreme value to Him. His life down here on this earth and His sacrifice gave me a sense of worth and value.  His love may go deeper and wider than we can understand, but it’s there.

I hope and pray that you can come to understand this deeply personal and intimate love of the living Christ. We are his passion, you and I. Won’t you let him love you into Paradise today! Praise God!!!

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For B. Micah

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Here is my beautiful grandson, Baric Micah. He looked like a little angel the day he was born. He had this perfect skin, golden hair and big blue eyes, but as his life progressed, at the age of 1.5 years we knew something was wrong. A few months later he was diagnosed with autism. Unfortunately, he will never be very high functioning. The whole family loves him so very, very much.

When God wants to test you, He can really test you. Our family received a diagnosis of his autism, my cancer and my son-in-law’s father’s cancer all within about 5 months. Unfortunately, his father succumbed and died later that year. But God is good. Baric is getting therapy, I am doing well after two rounds of cancer treatments, and we know that my son-in-law Jamie’s dad is with Christ because he was a follower and believer in Jesus.

Here is a poem I wrote about Baric. He at times is communicative with us and at others lost in his little autistic world.

Golden Boy
(For Baric)
What do you see
As you laugh upward
Into a sunny sky?
I sit nearby, guessing
At what flies before your face.

I sit, watching, listening as you
Play enthralled by what only,
Privileged as you are, is revealed
To you, my child.

Squealing, laughing, giggling
You jump and play.
Has Heaven opened its gates to
Dance only for you today?

Do angels wave and shout in joy
At the foot of His golden throne
Just for you alone?
Do heavenly creatures entertain you,
but by us mere mortals unknown?

I sigh heavily,
Wishing I could see and be
just as you!