It was August 3rd, 2010…

At three o’clock in the morning, I was awakened by a sound

In the window. I got up and prayed for my

Niece, Kim, who was seriously ill. That morning

I text my brother, Kim’s father, and told him what

Had happened. He shared with me that he also

Was awakened at three o ‘clock by the sound of a

Window opening, and knelt to pray…

Kim was healed! Thus started the

Beginning of a series of events, that truly prove

The efficacy of God’s word.

I had recorded this event in my journal which

Has a scripture prayer for each day. On this

Particular day it was –

“Be still before the Lord

And wait patiently for Him

Psalm 37:7

The second event in claiming this verse was

In the year 2002 –

My husband came into the kitchen with a

Small calendar that had a scripture for

Each day. He was not a Christian but for

Some reason he was impressed to read

This same verse, Psalm 37:7, to me.Two days

Later he was dead. I know he was

Prompted by God’s Spirit and he was

Saved!

The next event was in 2019-

Kim was diagnosed with breast cancer, a

Serious malignancy which required intense

Chemotherapy. The day after, I was going through

Some journals in a book shelf, and I casually

Pulled one out and to my surprise the

Journal fell open to the page with the

Same verse I had recorded for Kim 10 years ago.

Miraculously after a year of intense

Chemotherapy she was diagnosed cancer

Free!

Now, in August of last year, Kim’s mother

Began to feel ill, after suffering the loss of

Her Son-law, Curt, Kim’s husband in June.

A terrible loss for Kim and all the family.

So needless to say I began claiming this

Verse that had such redeeming qualities in all

The previous sufferings we have experienced.

After many challenging batteries of tests

Cathy, Kim’s mother was diagnosed with

Non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma and with the

Doctor’s certainty, the tests would validate

That the cancer had spread.

Yesterday Cathy returned to the doctor’s

Visit, and the doctor could not believe what

She saw, and In amazement she shared the

Good news, not one hot spot appeared.

Not an aggressive form, she will only need

Antibody infusions, to reduce an enlarged

Spleen, and no CHEMO!

As the Sabbath hours are descending on this

Hectic week of anticipation, this family will

Enter into His rest!

Ash-Wednesday

“A Holy Day Of Prayer And Fasting”

February 17, begins the first day of Lent, six weeks before Easter.

Many Christians celebrate Ash Wednesday, a holy day

Of prayer and fasting, deriving its name from the

Placing of ashes made from the burning of palm branches from

Previous year’s holy celebration. Ashes are placed by priests

On the forehead of participants, signifying their

contrition for sin in their lives. Some commit to

Selecting an item of abstinence during this season.

Many times I find myself making resolutions, attempting

To cleanse myself of defective habits, to bring about

Personal growth.

“Ashes Made From Palm Branches”

One I have struggled with, is a dietary abstinence. I have a high

Intolerance of sugar, which effects me both physically and

Emotionally, so much so that under normal circumstances

I am able to refrain, but then eventually, forgetting the

Consequences, I succumb, and after that first bite (which

Is never enough) I am consumed with the desire for more, just as

the alcoholic cannot stop at one drink.

(My Father having been one)

Reflecting on this, I wonder if there could be two different

Approaches, in bringing about deliverance from the short

Comings that are causing such havoc in our lives.

1. Making a choice, one in my own power, to bring about

The deliverance I so much desire, often failing, falling into

Doubt and frustration, with little hope.

2. The second choice, as opposed to the first, one that

Depends on God’s power to help me abstain, creating a

Deeper cleansing and meaning in my life?

~~~~

And though at times

I do not dare to hope

That I might find hope

Again

To question heaven

When wings of hope have taken flight

And higher still

Only in my dreams at night

Of flowing streams and

Budding flowers

An imaginary place I must

Create

Until the wings of hope

Escaped return again

A place where I can hope

Once more

Where I can rest my head

And all peace prevails

~~~~

No matter how much we offer in penance and confession,

Of giving of ourselves,

Our meager attempts are never enough.

Only Christ’s sacrifice of prayer and fasting while here on

Earth, the giving of His life that we may be saved, will there be

Enough!

Scripture Reflection

Book of Hebrews 11:1

“And what is faith? Faith

Gives assurance to our ‘hopes’

And makes us certain of things

We do not see… that will come to pass”

New English Bible

Sweet Charity

“February is a special month with many myths and
tales”

Today, February 2nd, has its roots in the ancient Christian tradition
of Candlemas, when clergy would bless and distribute candles needed
for winter. The candles represented how long and cold the winter
would be. Germans expanded on the concept, by selecting an animal
as a means of predicting weather. Thus its called Groundhog Day.

Valentine’s Day, another interesting fable, as the story goes,
began with a priest, who’s name was St Valentine. It is
told that he was put in prison for conducting
marriages for soldiers, which was forbidden.
He fell in love with the jailor’s daughter and
the night before his execution he sent her a
card of love, and signed his name,
“From your Valentine”

Whatever story is true, this day has been recognized as a
special day, celebrating with red and pink roses, candies,
chocolates and confectionary sweets.

Victorian Period Embellished Cards

The first commercial valentines in America were
printed in the mid-1800s…Because it was thought that
the avian mating season begins in mid-February, birds
along with hearts became a symbol of the day.

However love is expressed, in these heart
felt traditions, there is a Love that
seeks His own, One that first loved us…
~~~
I spoke to grace
she spoke not back
~~~
I spoke to trust
she turned her face
~~~
I spoke to hope
These too did fail
~~~
I spoke to love
It spoke back
~~~
Of all these three
Sweet Charity never fails

Dreams can often be

significant. They may be trying to tell us things we
are not aware of, or maybe memories hidden
that are searching for healing.

~~~
When I was a young girl I would often have
dreams of clocks, which can indicate the importance
of time, they can also symbolize the ticking of the
human heart, the amount of time left to live.

~~~~

The clock on the mantel struck
half past ten, the hour to retire
for most women and men.
I listened to the clock, heard a
knock on the door, I looked, no
one was there.
Half past two, still awake with
nothing to do.
Half past four I fell asleep,
forgetting the mother I had expected,
to come through the door.
A gust of wind blew through the window,
death came in with a shroud on its face.
He came to take me, not yet was my plea,
I have more to do, much to undo.
Death agreed to let me stay, He gathered
his cloak and went on his way.
Suddenly I awoke, knowing this was just
a dream!

This may seem foreboding and difficult to
understand, but many a night I waited for
her to come home, as I watched the clock,
feeling as death was upon me.

~~~
The reality of this dream was positive,
in that though death was upon me,
and he came to take me.

I refused to go, knowing I needed time to
finish what God had planned for me
to accomplish.

~~~
There was a man centuries ago that
experienced similar night time
disturbances

~~~
Job expressed in his words
“In disquieting thoughts from the
vision of the night, when deep sleep
falls on men”
Job 4:1

Angels and Demons

In the Book of Revelation, an Apocalypse is written by John the Revelator,

“ON THE OPPOSITE SHORE OF ANOTHER LAND,
FOUR HORSEMEN ARE SADDLED”

Which was given to him in visions, revealing the divine mysteries of God,

Unveiling those things that were previously hidden, of things which must

Shortly come to pass.

Angels directed his pen, portraying the future by means of strange and even

Fanciful symbolisms.

The Words are written “Blessed are those who read and hear the words of these

Prophecies, for the time is near.”

Horses are symbols of strength and power, bringing significance and interpretation

To the magnitude of the things to come upon the earth.

I have tried to capture in descriptive words the role they play in bringing glory

To the testimony of Jesus Christ!

Three angels circle the earth

With wings of flight and trumpets

Warning

Four angels hold back angry

Winds from blowing

Wake up you once triumphant

People, arouse from your

Slumber

The hour of midnight is fast

Approaching

On the opposite shore of another

Land

Four horsemen are saddled

Spurring their horses

Increasing their gait with a heavy

Stomping

A silver sheen from a crescent

Moon, glistens the coat of sweat

With nostrils flaring and gleaming

Eyes, their breath steaming

A hurry of hooves spills their

Potions over a darkened land

Signs have been fulfilled, ancient

Pages swiftly turning

Joel the Prophet proclaiming**

A great trembling of earth!

The sun refusing to shine!

A sky of stars falling!

Standing on the edge of time

Six seals have been opened

Waiting for the seventh to be

Broken

So through the night ride

Horses of fury

And angels of flight continue

Warning

A voice in the darkness, a knock

At the door, words shall echo

“Though demons inflict war

Upon God’s children”

One day His people will awaken

And listen for the midnight cry

“The Bridegroom comes to take

Home His Bride.”

**Book Of Joel Chapter 2:30-31

Ponderings and Promises

“For the promise is true…I will save your children”
As I began writing later in life, it seemed that many
tools I used to survive were revealed, and
some of the captivity of my mind slowly began to
subside.

But there was one that I found very difficult,
I was determined that my children would
not experience a childhood of disaster and
despair, and I firmly believed I was in
control of this.
One of the tools, letting go, was difficult.
I had to accept that they had
the choice of navigating through life’s
sorrows and struggles in their own way…
But I still claim the promise –
“Long after mothers are gone, their prayers
for their children still ascend before the throne of
God”

“A Mother’s Prayer For Her Child Is Always Heard

This seventy years of
Captivity,
And counting,
Declared upon your
Child
~
An Iliad of wars in
A milestone of
Uncertainty
~
My journey has been
Long and laborious
This curse hard to bear
Many a day and night
I have been in despair
~
To your people was not the
Promise given to all those
Who listened?
~
Crying unto You, your
Face was not hidden
For You do not lie
Your grace is forgiving
~
‘Turn to me with all your
Heart and I will bless my
Chosen”
~
The burden of the switch
Will surely be lifted the
Sins upon the fathers
No longer visited
~
Have the dregs of the
Bottle been wasted
From copious amounts
Sparkling, swirling upon
The lips, stained with the
Flame of scarlet ribbons?
~
How smoothly and
Tantalizing it goes down
But a mockery to those
In its sorrows drowning
~
And I, am I any better?
From the bottle I have
Refrained
But am I not much more
To blame?
~
Oh that I could taste of
The drunken vine

Sweet grapes of vintage

Wine

Fleeing from this world

Is what I sought
~
But this is not my chosen
Lot
Now seeking solace in
Thoughts and dreams
Charmed with the
Opiates of utopia
Wasting into dystopia
~
My heart in numbness

Pleading
That my children might be
Bought with pinings
And bargainings
~
What sacrifice can I
Offer upon Your altar?
~
As Job of old after a night
Of feasting, morning
And evening, raising
His voice in prayer
His children would be
Spared
~
To Your promise I cling
With wailing, do not let
Their foot stray
Bring them back from
Their wayward ways
~
Oh you Wiley One
You shall not win
The victory over them
Has been won
~
For the promise is true
“I will contend with him
Who contends with them
And I will save your children.”*
~
*’Book of Isaiah ‘
Chapter 49:25 in God’s word


The Great Week Of Time

“Eden Lost To Eden Restored”

Heaven’s time is not in our time
It is not limited to our space
But extends beyond the
Imaginings of the human mind
To God a day is as a thousand
Years in an eternity of bliss

“Trees And Flowers Nestled Among Mountains And Hills”

Once a pure and fruitful land
With flowing rivers and springs
Of life
Trees and flowers nestled among
Mountains and hills
A delightful scene to meet the eye
A young man and woman
Fresh from the hand of God
Flowing from the river of life
Wonder who made such
A lovely place for them to abide

At the setting of the sun
In the coolness of the even

A Heavenly Man comes to
Visit His children
“Please tell us how all this

came to be?” Who created
The land and the sea?”

“In the very beginning only

Darkness appeared, and
Water covered the earth, it
Was I who shut in the sea
With doors, when it burst
Forth, and I said “This far you
May come but no farther, your
Proud waves must stop”

Then out of nothing I made light
It was I who commanded the
Morning and caused the dawn to
Know it’s place

It took just six days to create this
World

And on the Seventh Day I rested

From all my works
All was tranquil, calm and full
Of peace
And though I rejoice of all the
Things I have done

My heart is sad
I must create a people to
Complete this week

And so you come from dust and clay

~~~~

Until one day you will disobey

Leaving your beloved home
In that moment of time I will speak
My sacred word, for my
Words are always true

A promise I will give

“Though the gates of Eden will be

Locked
Six thousand years will be allotted

To this earth
For as my word says “A day of
Creation equals a thousand years”*

You will go forth and till

The land, abundantly it will yield
It’s fruit

But it will lose its strength
plant and
Seed will fade, unable to feed
Those who hunger and thirst
Water will be scarce
Land unable to drink
The taste of sweetness will
Turn sour

The pollution of man will
Destroy the earth with waste

Pestilence and plague will ravage

The land, but those who trust in
Me will be spared

All creation will groan with labor pains
Waiting to give birth

~~~~

A funeral will be declared
An obituary written for a dying
World

A pen dipped in black in
Judgement and ashes

Recording the history of the

Human race
From creation to the fall
To the flood

Father Abraham to Moses

To a promised land

To a temple of splendor
The prophets who pled
With tears and cries
To a Baby born, to a Savior
Returning to take home His own

Your inheritance will be bequeathed

A last will and testament
Left to you

A new world and its treasures

A year of Jubilee and healing visits the land

For all who honor me, will
Enter my Sabbath day of rest**

Wait and watch for

No one knows the day nor the hour,
Of Eden lost to Eden
Restored,
But Your God in heaven!

*2 Peter 3:8
**Exodus 20:8
In God’s word

Secrets

“Our Silence Can Be Broken”

There is a saying ‘We are as sick as our secrets’
I have kept secrets most of my life, it is
something I learned long ago, a coping skill
to survive. In silence I created a hiding place
deep within.

It had affected my behavior,
causing neglect of my children, my well
being and unhealthy relationships.
When it was brought to my attention, it
was difficult to learn how to let these
things go.
How could I create healthy behaviors,
to break the silence and find help in
dealing with these long term issues?
To let go of unforgiveness toward
those that had harmed me?


Then in some words I had read, it shared,
there is a Power greater than I that can help
us to do this, to replace learned behaviors.

‘The Four Behaviors Of Jesus’
Forgiveness (recognizing our bitterness
toward others, and ourselves, who have
offended us, and forgive them even
as He has forgiven us)


Stewardship (exercising love for others as God
Loves us, extending concern and care as we are
cared for)
Intellect ( to evaluate the need to walk away
from situations that are harmful)
And the last –
Speaking out, and reaching out, (to set boundaries
of protection
when someone continues to cause conflict and
stress)

Not an easy thing to do, but when discouragement
sets in, if we can remember the words –
“He that dwells in the secret place of the
Most High, shall abide under the shadow
of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord He is
my refuge and my fortress, my God, in
Him I will trust.” Psalm 91:1-2
No longer will it be needful to dwell in the hiding
places we have created, with our secrets held in.
Our silence can be broken, as we trust in Him!


‘A Horse With No Name’

“This Man Had One Thing In Mind, To Rescue All
Mankind”

After living in the desert a good part of my childhood,
Years later, I was listening to a song on the radio,
‘A Horse With No Name’ by ‘America.’
The lyrics and tune –
“In the  first part of the journey”
And _
“I’ve been through the desert on
A horse with no name” 
Brought to my mind a beautiful story of God’s love.
The rendition of this song addresses in quite an
astounding
way the theme of God searching for
His children midst wasteland and desolation
Written by a man named Ezekiel.*

I have written an allegory of this…
                        *****

A voice is heard in a desolate land,

Oh Ezekiel, what do you have to say

Of this man, one that is searching

For a child among rocks, stones and

Burning sand?

“In A Pool Of Blood In A Pocket Of Sand He Hears
A Cry”

There is a desert under a blazing sky,

Where serpents lie. Cacti hide a tiny

Wren, it’s wings singed from the noon

Day sun, unable to fly as high again.

All is still, but for the horse and its rider,

Moving faster, as its hooves pound the

Clay baked ground.

On the first day of his journey, no child

Was found and in disappointment turned

His horse around. With an empty heart

And far from blest, even though he did

His best.

“He Returned To The Desert One More Time”

He could not remove the picture from

His mind and returned to the desert one

More time. Searching far and near, a cry

In the distance spurs him on.

Pulling the brim of his hat to shade his

Eyes, looking on the desert floor, in a

Pool of blood in a pocket of sand, he

Hears a child’s cry again.

Lifting this child to his saddle side, with

His hands its tears he dries.

Cleansing with water and oil, removing

Clothes dirty and soiled. With newness

Of life the child lifts its head, and is given a
Name.

No longer living in shame.

The desert is turned to a river bed. 

“The Desert Is Turned To A River Bed”

The wren flies high again, and with joyful song it sings.

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Living waters flow upon the earth. He

Bids the child live in a land with no more

Dread.

Playing among the reeds on the river’s

Edge, no danger will come from the adder’s

Den, for there is no more sin.

All things are new because of this Man’s

Redemption Plan!
                         ****
Our experience may sometimes seem like
A desert lot, dry and desolate, but
There are words of comfort given –

“In a desert land he found him, in a barren
And howling waste. He shielded him 
And cared for him…
Like an eagle that stirs up its nest, and
Hovers over its young, that spreads its
wings carrying them aloft.” He carries us
On His wings of love through all our
Trials, always searching for us!

*The Book Of Ezekiel Chapter 16
In God’s Word

Three Kings

“Three Wise Men Came From The East”

The twelve days of Christmas began on December 25, 2020
And ends on January 5, 2021.
It is a festive Christian season, also known as the ‘Feast
Of Epiphany’
Celebrating the Nativity of Jesus, which extended from His
Birth, to the coming of the Magi, traveling to worship Him.
.“Now when Jesus was born, three wise men
From the East came to worship the new born Child.
Belonging to a large and influential class,
They were known as Kings, wealthy and wise.

Bearing gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh.
Studying the starry skies, a star appeared as
They traveled afar beholding the glory of the Creator.
These men had heard of the
Coming of the Redeemer, and turning to Hebrew
Scripture they treasured the prophetic writings, that
Predicted the coming of the birth of a Messiah.
At every pause on their journey they comforted
Each other with these holy Words.
As we are approaching the end of time,
Are we as diligent as these men of old
Searching the signs of the prophecies,
Pointing to the Lord’s second coming?
God has never left his people without
Knowledge of the greatest event in
History to take place.

Gathering his disciples about him, they
Asked Him when would be the
Signs of the nearness of His second
Coming

With twelve young men they
Climbed Mt Olivet
Following their Teacher’s
Footsteps
His disciples questioning
“Why are there so many disturbing
Things happening?
What will be the signs of your coming?”
Their teacher of God will surely have
The answers to all of these
Things approaching

From the Mount of Jerusalem they look
Upon the Temple, beautiful and proud
But their teacher warned, not one
Stone shall remain, but all will be
Thrown down
~~~
For as the days of Noah so shall it be
Eating and drinking, marrying and
Given in marriage, then the flood
Took them all away

There shall be earthquakes, wars
Pestilence and plagues
But be not afraid
Though you may be betrayed
Fathers and mothers may reject you
Children may turn against you
I will never leave you or forsake you

“And immediately after those days
The sun will be darkened!
The moon will not give its light!
The stars will fall from the sky
And the heavens will be shaken!***
~~~~
Many shall say
“Look for me in the desert
Or in the chamber
Do not go there
For as the lightning comes from the
East and flashes toward the
West
So shall you see me when I come back

No one knows the hour I will come
But my Father in heaven
Though days may be dark and dreary
Look up and know I am with you’
~~~~
I am your hiding place
Preserving you from trouble
All who look to Me I will save!”

**Adapted from the book
‘Desire Of Ages’ by Ellen White page 60
***Joel chapter 2:28-31
Inspirations from the ‘Book of Matthew’
Chapter 24 in God’s Word