Good Sunday Morning!! I pray God bless your day with his supernatural, almighty love and presence.

Here lately I have been praying for more assurance of my salvation. I had such a traumatic, insecure childhood that I did not know how to really feel safe and secure with anyone anywhere. Severe trust issues. It made it so difficult to believe in a loving heavenly father and believe in the security of my own salvation.

But Christ is helping me with that. His blood on that cross is like a large ocean with its waves sweeping over us in baptism to purge all our impurities. We come out of this ocean a new creation. Sin and death were destroyed on that cross along with Satan’s power to have any authority over us. Christ’s death on the cross put to death Satan’s authority forever. Praise God. Praise God!!!

 

Let everything that has breath praise God for the glory of His resurrected Son and the humility of the baby born in the manger. Thank you God!!!

The first few years of my life were traumatic and very frightening. My birth mother abandoned me when I was only five days old. I became a ward of the state living at first in an orphanage. She would not put me up for adoption, saying she wanted to come back for me but time wore on. I was in limbo, not being allowed to be put into a stable home.

I did not develop well in the orphanage so a doctor said I should be placed in foster care so to foster care I went. All I remember from all of this was fear, pain and terror. At one point I stopped eating until I got used to my new environment. Finally my birth mother allowed me to be put up for adoption. (I know this because I had my adoption records opened and read them. I needed closure on why I was given away)

I was adopted into a home when I was a little less than 2 years old. I remember the fear. I would not let my new adoptive mother touch me. I would scream and run from her. They told her it was probably because she reminded me of someone who had mistreated me, but as time wore on, I finally warmed up to her.

Unfortunately in the 1950’s child psychology was not as well advanced as it is today with all of the helpful counseling services that are available now. I don’t think my new mother knew how to handle or help a troubled child. I somehow never felt deeply loved or wanted inside my new home. I look back and realize I suffered from anxiety and depression both as a child.

But and this is a big but, I always even as a young child could feel a presence with me. I can remember being able to lay down in the grass, look up and feel a powerful presence with me. I believe it was the presence of the living God. Doesn’t He say Never will I leave you. Never will I forsake you.

Anyway enough for today. May God bless you and your family and friends!

 

 

One of the reasons I started this blog site was to testify to some of the things God has done for me in my life, things I have until now shared only with my family. Over the next few months, I would like to tell some of the experiences I have had with Christ and God, I believe, through the power of the Holy Spirit.

I had a very troubled, frightening and traumatic start in life that at times felt like being in hell. My spirit was very damaged by those events, and only by the grace of God and the power of the Holy Spirit did I survive and was saved. If I can help someone else on their journey through life then I hope anything I write may be of use to you. May God bless you!!

 

I wrote a poem when I first saw this picture for the Hubble Telescope on Nasa’s website. They have some amazing pictures of deep space. These are the Pillars of Creation, in the Eagle nebula. They are the birthplace of stars from gas, dust and heat, trillions of miles tall and more than trillions of miles from earth. The following poem is unique. I had almost finished it but was wanting to work on it more. I tried to close down the page, but it just blipped up on me. It wouldn’t let me close it down and another stanza and a half appeared on the page. God finished it for me. The last one and a half stanzas are His.

On Viewing the Pillars of Creation
(Wow!)

Your fingers reach into a Universe
Created just for You
To birth stars, galaxies
as a child moves grains
Of sand on
the water-washed surface of a beach.

These pillars of gas and
Dust
We view, catching sly glances,
From an unfathomable distance,
Unreachable, this birthplace of glorious stars
Put into place.
Brilliant, gleaming, glistening reflections of
Your Face.

Effortlessly, unendingly you create
And love
Moons, stars, galaxies
and
This small grain of an earth

And the lessor inhabitants
Upon it.
Pieces of earth, this rock
we spin on,
we breathe only because
You wish it.

Gently caressing at times,
Cloud dust springs into existence.
At others, with a finger snap,
super nova explode
from the ether of a dark nothingness.

Releasing raw elements,
Light, rock, chemicals,
Your gentle breath moves past your lips,
And our world spins,
Into a celestial dance,
Yielding night and day in
Its wake.

You have said this
Level of life of
Hearts beating, thumping,
Blood coursing through veins,
Will cease
Only to be made More perfect

If we join with you now,
Merging our two into one,
Willing to suffer, sacrifice,
Love for the present
No matter the price.

A glory will be revealed
In the second realm of creation,
A Perfecting, complete Rebirth,
Will occur for each living, feeling
Being we see now.

Into endless infinity,
Every star will sing a new song.
Unending Praise will resound
To the Praise of Your Glorious
Face and
Heart.

A Universe reborn!!
What an Overwhelming joy
Will fly, sing past our heads
As we enter into the
Wonder
Of that new World.

 

 

I feel one of the worst things we have done in the US and was decided on by our Supreme Court was to take God out of our schools. I am an older person so I grew up in the 1950’s and the 1960’s. When I was young, our school day started off every morning with the Pledge of Allegiance and most days, but not always, a reading from the Bible or a short prayer. Also every school assembly or pep rally and even sporting events such as football games were always started with a prayer to Almighty God. So even if your parents did not take you to a church, you heard the names of God and Jesus spoken aloud in school.

It saddens me, and I feel sorry for so many of the children of the younger generations behind me that are not being taken or were not taken to church that will never even hear the names God or Jesus Christ except maybe on a sign out in front of some church they just happen to pass by. I feel very blessed to have grown up in a Christian church. It has made all the difference in the world to my life and has saved me in more ways than one. Praise God!