used to say “There are no atheists in fox holes.” I don’t think that’s true
anymore; the arrogance and pride of man is shockingly ignorant.
in the second night of tent meeting at Victory Baptist Church, in Grantsville,
WV and while the church in the holler is feeling the Spirit of God move in a
mighty way, the world around us goes on, oblivious to the truth of God, that He’s
coming back. And you’d better be ready!
hath said in his heart, There is no God. They are corrupt, they have done
abominable works, there is none that doeth good.
2 The Lord looked down from heaven upon
the children of men, to see if there were any that did understand, and seek
The context of this scripture
does not speak of men in general, but rather a specific group (Sennacherib’s
invasion of Judea) to which David is writing and directing this Psalm. Well, I
too could write and direct a Psalm toward specific groups of people that I feel
fall into the category of fools. But I won’t. They will not listen and my words
would offend and do little for the cause of Christ. So I’ll direct my thoughts
to those who perhaps will listen, the children of God.
While we would never say there is
no God, we will skirt on the issue of foolishness by pretending His return is
far, far in the future. So I pose these questions for you and I today.
If Jesus phoned you personally
and said, “I’ll be leaving Heaven in 15 minutes to call my children home,” who
would be your first call? I have to ask myself that question too. And why haven’t
I been more persistent about their salvation?
Would there be any materialistic
thing that you’d look at and say, “This is worth staying for?” Mmmm…. Not when
I got a mansion there waiting! However, you’d think that some of the things for
which I put great value on were worth staying for, because I sure waste enough
time on them.
My third and final question is
this… “How soon after reading this will we forget the questions?”
so I feel like I should apologize for whining yesterday. It’s not that it’s not
in my character, it’s just not in my character to do it out loud. I always do
it in my head so the world thinks I’m super spiritual. Just kidding… they don’t.
But I like to think myself super spiritual sometimes; because then I don’t feel
so bad about myself when I realize I’m an epic failure. Now that I’m done with
that, let me tell you what I really want to do. I want to Psalm 13:6 it today!
I will sing unto the Lord, because he hath
dealt bountifully with me.
So in case you missed my whining session
at the end of my vlog (video blog) yesterday, I was a tad emotional about the
fact that temptation in this world is hard. Everyone faces it, and I’ve had my
share lately when it comes to wanting to escape the will of God. That sounds
bad. I should want to be in the will of God, right? Well, I technically do,
until it’s a struggle. Like in the world of my finances and then I want to jump
this ministry ship and get a “real job.” I get in that mode because that’s what
the world tells me I should do. So this morning as I went merrily on my way, bible
journaling through Psalms I came upon David’s whining session. However in his
defense, his own son Absalom was trying to kill him. That really trumps my
reasons to whine.
1How long wilt thou
forget me, O Lord? for ever? how long
wilt thou hide thy face from me?
Forever? Have you
ever felt that way? When God does not answer immediately, especially in the
microwave society for which we live, the feeling of despair can take over
quickly. I want an immediate resolve so I can move forward. I want God to fix
this mess! But with that cry I have to realize that God didn’t make my mess. I
Just like David. While
he didn’t cause his son to become his enemy, he caused himself to lack the confidence
that he had earlier experienced (before the sin with Bathsheba). Failing in our
walk with Christ causes the feeling of abandonment, not because God moved, but
because we’re not as close as we once were.
long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long
shall mine enemy be exalted over me?
The worst thing I can do is ask myself
Taking counsel in my own soul will just
add insult to injury. I’m a little too close to the situation, don’t you think?
And yet when I don’t hear from God, rather than being still and waiting, I
talk. And talk. And talk some more. I’m
such a slow learner.
3 Consider and hear me,
O Lord my God: lighten
mine eyes, lest I sleep the sleep of death; 4 Lest
mine enemy say, I have prevailed against him; and those that trouble me rejoice
when I am moved.
Can you not hear the
whining heart of the Jesus chick? It’s pretty loud. “I’m dying here Lord!” that’s
what David said and that’s what I have a tendency to say. Because of my struggles
I don’t have the ability to get the things accomplished that I want to get
done. And because of that, I too feel like the enemy is rejoicing in my
failures and I’ve been moved out of the place I long to be in.
So here I am sitting in my office this morning and God reminds of a pumpkin that’s sitting at the edge of my yard in a pumpkin patch that I didn’t even plant. I had pumpkin décor last fall and it stayed in front of David’s wood shop on a few bales of hay, until it decayed and David as he often does, he cleaned up my mess. He threw the hay, pumpkin and all at the edge of a field. The seeds from those pumpkins made it into the ground and bore fruit. It was so exciting when David discovered our unexpected blessing and showed it to me.
So this morning I
hear… this mess too will bear a surprising fruit. Be Still.
5 But I
have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation.6I will
sing unto the Lord, because he hath
dealt bountifully with me.
So let me unwind and
un-whine. God is good. That pumpkin is far from the only blessing in my life. I
received such sweet encouragement from a few friends yesterday.
I shall not be moved! Because the Lord has more than dealt more than bountiful with me. How about you? Do you have a pumpkin in your patch? Praise God for it. And run the enemy off the porch of your dreams. Thank You Jesus.
There hath no temptation taken you but such
as is common to man: but God is faithful, who will not suffer you to be tempted
above that ye are able; but will with the temptation also make a way to escape, that ye may be able to bear it.
1 Corinthians 10:13
We all have them, yours are different than mine, but it’s still the same
emotion, days of victory and days of utter defeat.
There’s not any new temptations according to Apostle Paul. And even though
sometimes I think mine are so pathetic that everyone else has won their battle
with it, the scripture says I’ve gone through nothing that someone else hasn’t
already faced. You may be facing it today.
You and I are not that weird.
Satan does not have anything new to use against us that he didn’t have
in the day of Paul.
When I was a teen alcohol was an issue. Do you know that in Paul’s day,
the people of the church would come in and get drunk on the communion wine? If
you don’t believe me read 1 Corinthians 11. It’s in there.
It’s why the Baptist use grape juice. We can’t be trusted in the wine barrel.
How big of an issue is alcohol today? Not with teens only, but more so
with adults who should know better. It’s an issue that can so easily out of
control, and blind side the strongest of Christians even. Especially those
prone to addiction. For which I have that personality and it would take nothing
to get me over the edge of any addiction.
They didn’t have pornography as we do in Paul’s day, but they were so
brazen, they were having scandalous relationships to the point Paul had to
preach on it in 1 Corinthians 6 and it’s captured in the eternal word of God.
So Satan doesn’t have anything new there either, he just has a new outlet. The
internet. And while it’s done in secret with man, God still knows
Paul preached on corrupt conversations (Ephesians 4:29) How many things
could fall into that category? Gossip, anger, criticism?) Finance issues, 1
Tell me these aren’t the same issues that we’re facing today. There is
not new sin. Nothing’s changed since the garden. Man is still trying to make it
on his and her own, without getting busted by God.
I heard a really deep sermon on this topic this week. A lot of bible study had gone into it. I’m
not going to tell you that I’ve done a lot of studying. But I can tell you that
I’ve done a lot of thinking about how to speak on relevant topics of discussion
for today. And going into tent meeting I wanted something for my own life to
jerk a knot in me and say, “Shari, you can do better.”
If you want to be successful, you cannot continue dragging your heels in
the dirt of this world, you’ve got to get up in the heavens where the air is
clean and the sky is clear.
We’re seated in heavenly places the bible says.
That may sound metaphoric, but it’s not.
This earth is disgusting. The preacher reminded us of a story of Billy
Sunday, who was asked by a woman why he found the need to hold revivals all the
time? And he asked her why she found the need to take a bath all the time? We
need a bath for the same reason we need a revival. Because we’re dirty.
So I wanted to speak on something that is relevant and something that we
can all agree is an issue. Dirt.
1 John 2:16 For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.
Lust of the Flesh
John Gill described it as “All unchaste
thoughts, desires, words, and actions.”
Have you ever seen a time when there
was more exposure to corrupt immoral behaviors? You can’t watch a commercial, a
television show, movie, or even a child’s cartoon that it’s not there. It’s not
only there, we don’t think twice about it. That is the scariest part. It’s on
us and we don’t even try to wash it off.
I’m not sure how much it affects your
world, but it certainly has been affecting mine. I don’t watch a lot of television
during the day, but late at night, Netflix has been my go to source for
entertainment. There’s hardly anything fit to watch. I finally resorted to
watching kid shows because I needed to get a break from “too much adult content.”
I’m not that grown up. My mind goes places it shouldn’t go. I’m just being real…
And it always pops up in the middle of a sermon, or when I’m trying to be
spiritual. It’s like someone is trying to sabotage my relationship with God. I
wonder who that could be?
It ends up being two sabotages’. Satan,
and me. I don’t want too, but I do.
Lust of the Eyes
Sinful pleasures most generally begin
with the eyes. Covetousness, vanity, idolatry… if we see it, we want it. We
want to look like them, be like them, live like them… who are they? Anyone with
something we don’t have. It takes over
our thoughts and desires and soon God is pushed to the side for stuff… It’s
what takes people into a world of debt and destruction.
One poll that I read said that financial
issues were 1/3 (it was the leading cause) of marriages ending. I don’t think
that’s a shock. And I would dare to say that most of those debts came from the
lust of the eyes. $50,000 dollar cars are standard issues for families. And the
houses are beautifully insane.
Have you ever watched the shows where
people are looking for a new home? I’ve pretty much stopped watching them because
I couldn’t stand the bratty attitudes of the people who were appalled that a
home only had 2,000 square feet. My home is less than ½ that. I lived in a tiny
house before it was cool. Raised two girls here. And always felt inadequate
because of people’s comments about other people’s houses and the fact that they
unknowingly were speaking of me.
I’m not throwing stones. I have my own
wants and desires that I could spill a list of. Some of which I need, and some
of which, I just want. The lust of the eyes will take our eyes off what’s
The final of the three is
Pride of Life
What seems to be meant is, “ambition
and honor.” Titles.
Again have you seen it any worse than
now when people are far less concerned about the ethics of work as they are
about their position. Children are brought up in a world of entitlement and our
next generation of employees just think they deserve a pay check for the same
reason they deserved a trophy. Because they showed up. Not because they
The same thing is happening in the
church. People feel like they’ve done enough because they showed up on Sunday morning
and participated. They sang a song, they put their dollar in the offering, they
shook the Pastor’s hand and told him he did a great job, now. Bring on the week
and don’t think about it until next Sunday! And if you have a revival, don
expect them to be their every night because that’s just too much.
I can guarantee some of our people feel
that way, and I’m not worried about saying it, because I can almost guarantee
they’re not watching me. Most of them don’t know I’m even on here, or what the
Jesus Chick ministry is about.
This is where I broke down this
I know this is what I’ve been called to
do. But … those first two issues. The flesh and the eyes, have put me in a
position that causes my family great issues financially. I want stuff. And
stuff costs money, and I’m not really upset that I don’t have what I want, I’m
more discouraged because sometimes I don’t have what I need to ministry work.
And that causes me to want to go back into the world to get it. But there’s
So this is where it got very relevant
with me this morning. Do I trust God, or do I turn to man? And I think it’s
where we all are in this world of dirt. This world gets on us and causes us to
be uncertain about Heavenly things, because we can’t see them. It’s like my
glasses most of the time. They have so much dirt and grime I can’t see clearly.
Well, God cleared it up for me. I have to make a living… but not in the world.
And that’s where I need to focus.
I like to think myself
as humble, and then I have to ask myself “Are you really? And if you were,
would you think you were?” I don’t know. Sometimes I don’t think I’m fully
understanding of God’s opinion of humility, so God’s word in Psalm 10, verse 17
was a good launching point to understanding my humility level.
Lord, thou hast heard
the desire of the humble: thou wilt prepare their heart, thou wilt cause thine
ear to hear:
Humble People Have Desires
I often think to
myself and tear myself apart for wanting stuff. And I’ll confess, my desire for
stuff isn’t always for God’s glory. Sometimes it’s just because this girl wants
to have fun. Much like the gift I received from my overly generous husband
yesterday who has always wanted to give me the desires of my heart, and I him.
It’s how we’ve
come to celebrate 39 years in just a few weeks. Which is why he bought me the Apple
® watch. He knows it’s been a desire of my heart. But then I often cannot
reciprocate gifts of such value because I don’t have a “real job.” You know…
one that pays money. So the guilt sets in. And it’s much the same with my
relationship with God. I feel guilty that I’m not better at life.
Humble People Have Disappointments
Mostly in myself. I’m sure there are humble people
out there who have great confidence as well as humility. I’m just not one of
them. So when I read that God prepares the heart, it made me wonder what I’m
missing that causes me to lack confidence and be disappointed with my
accomplishments. Why am I not fully prepared? Obviously God isn’t the issue, He
has prepared me; so how do I tap into it? I found that answer in 2 Timothy
But in a great house there are not only vessels of gold and of silver,
but also of wood and of earth; and some to honour, and some to dishonour. If a
man therefore purge himself from these, he shall be a vessel unto honour, sanctified
and meet for the master’s use, and prepared unto every good work.
And there it was in the honesty of God. I often
lump myself in with wood and earth, rather than gold and silver. I know that I
fail God again and again, and so does God. But rather than accepting His grace,
and purging myself, I stay in the condemnation of this world. Foregoing His
grace for misery. And how does that make sense? But it’s who I am, and I need
to do better.
Humble People Have
Some on earth, some in the spiritual realm, and
some in the mirror. But the latter of my verse says “God will cause
his ear to hear.” But for some goofy reason, I buy the lies of my
discouragers. Oh… I believe God hears. They can’t fool me on that, but my
problem is, I don’t feel worthy of an answer. And that would be true, if it were
my worthiness that matters. But it’s not. It’s the worthiness of the Savior Who
thought I was of enough value to die for. The discouragement comes when I allow
the sounds of the sirens of Hell to speak louder to my soul than the trumpets
of Heaven that proclaim God’s glory.
This act causes me to live far short of the glory
of God than I should, and doesn’t allow the world to see me living in the triumph
that a child of God should.
A lesson for me, and probably a lesson for you too.
Let’s practice it today!
I declare it was an accident! I had to take two of my grandchildren for their sports physicals yesterday and as I sat down in the waiting room, I realized the television was on the news. CNN no less! And they were broadcasting live the Mueller hearing. My stomach rolled over. I was forced to listen to the arrogant democratic questioner as he so obviously twisted and turned every word to fit his agenda. This isn’t political rhetoric I promise. This is a stand as a child of the Living God, and a prayer to my Savior to help us.
is enough. I see little to no representation of the Nation and the believers on
Capitol Hill. They mock my God and allow absolute Godless, satanic representation
to have the louder voice while professing Christians sit idly by and say
nothing. Yet they’ll show up at Christian rallies and say they’re our voice. Horse
pucky! If you’re my voice, defend my God.
morning as I continued my journey journaling in Psalms I concluded Psalm 9 as
my prayer for our Country. It seemed fitting for my experience yesterday.
Put them in
fear O Lord: that the nations may
know themselves to be but men. Selah. (verse 20)
Lost Their Fear
can tell you quite honestly, as 2 Timothy 1:7 says “God has not given us the spirit
of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.” I still know to fear God in reverence. He spoke the world into existence and He can
just as easily speak me out of it. I don’t stand in that fear, I stand in the
confidence that He loves me and it’s what humbles me to want to serve Him and
stand for Him in this country that has turned their backs on Him. They’ve
turned their backs because they don’t understand who He is.
11 There is none that
understandeth, there is none that seeketh after God.12 They are all gone out of
the way, they are together become unprofitable; there is none that doeth good,
no, not one. 13 Their throat is an open sepulchre; with their
tongues they have used deceit; the poison of asps is under their lips:
mouth is full of cursing and bitterness: 15 Their feet are swift to
shed blood: 16 Destruction and misery are in their ways: 17 And the way of peace
have they not known: 18 There is no fear of God
before their eyes.
Sounds like Capitol Hill to me.
They’ll Get it Back
Who shall not fear thee, O Lord, and glorify thy name? for thou only art holy: for all nations shall come and worship before thee; for thy judgments are made manifest.
what keeps me going. It’s why I continue to celebrate the Nation that I live in
because I know on what ground it was founded. They can deny it all they want.
It doesn’t change history and it doesn’t change the word of God. Though many
versions have tried. Something they too will answer for.
I just needed to say today, though I doubt any of those Capitol Hill convicts will read it, I may not watch the news, but when it comes to the elections, I watch what you do and say. I see your hypocritical behavior, and you may not hear or support my voice, but my God does. And you really should fear. This world will end and when it does,that hearing will have but one Judge. His word will be final and His truth will be spoken. Your arrogance will cease and His Righteousness will stand. You are “but men.”
I wrote myself happy again! God Bless America!!!
I would tell you not to tell the preacher on me, but I literally
set just a few feet away from where he stands preaching on Sunday evening, so I’m
pretty sure he knows. My attention span is only as disciplined as my
imaginations allows. It is the boss of me so often. I’ll begin my note taking
with the greatest of intentions. His sermons are packed full wisdom that I long
to remember, but then… the Shari of constant chaos engages with my brain, and
my pencil has a life of it’s own. My notes turn into doodles and quick jot and
before long of got an entire page of nonsense. Well, to anyone who dares to
look at it. But to me it’s the sweetness of God’s word saved to the page for me
chew on later like a fine piece of licorice!
Sunday night it was that Coke can that caused my mind to go
amuck. Pastor Steven was preaching on one of my favorite topics, the Holy
Spirit. And the difference between the thirst quenching power of the world (which
is fake) and the thirst quenching of the Spirit, which of course is the Real
Thing! I know it all too well!
It was at that point the Coca Cola jingle from my childhood
began playing in my head. I had learned it in the 5th grade
Grantsville Elementary School Choir. We all stood on the playground and sang it
at a special event for which I don’t remember. But I remember the day, and I was
excited, because that day had music, and music has always made me happy. Just
like many things in the world do, for a while. But it never lasts.
But the day I felt the Holy Spirit move in my soul for the
first time, I wasn’t trading it for anything in the world. I knew I’d found the
real thing! How did I know? I’m glad you ask!
A Real Peace
That was the most significant thing in my life. Because I’d
never had it. From my earliest memories my soul was in turmoil and fear of
eternity. But the day the Holy Spirit moved in, the day I said yes to Jesus as
Savior, was the day that peace arrived on the scene of my heart and hasn’t
left. I may have moments of insecurity or uncertainty, but it’s quickly
followed by assurance and steadfast confirmation that my world is in God’s
control. That’s the Real Thing!
A Real Place
With real people. Not perfect ones, but ones like me who
made mistakes and let me know it was okay to not be okay, but it wasn’t okay to
stay that way. A place where the altar was more than a step to the platform,
but it was a step to getting your life together. Sunday after Sunday I wept at
that altar, trying to figure salvation out for myself, thinking I could fix my
life. Because that’s what the world wants us to believe. That’s a lie.
Salvation is through our belief in Christ
and His finished work on the cross, alone. But being in a place to grow
and learn is how you keep on going and winning the real battles that come in
life. Those are a real thing too!
A Real Passion
When I discovered the love of God, and began to understand
what He did for me, there was a passion that began welling up in my soul and
God sent person after person to add fuel to it. Preachers, musicians, singers,
mentors… so many people of talent and a like passion that I couldn’t get enough
of serving the Lord! That’s all I wanted to do. It’ was the first time in my
life that I was doing something that I knew for certain, beyond a shadow of a
doubt, made a difference. An eternal difference.
I’d done a lot of
great things in my life to help folks out, but all of it was going to
burn up on the last day of earth, and I knew it. But now I had a purpose that
would last all of eternity. And that passion is still alive and well today. It’s
the real thing!
Is it real in your life. Do you have real peace, a real
place of acceptance and love and real passion make a difference in this world.
I pray so. If not, please, please shoot me a message on Facebook, or in the
comments below and I’ll get back to you ASAP! Let’s get this matter taken care
of! We have places to go and people to see, and an Eternity to spend together.
It could have been way worse this morning when my coffee slipped out of my hand. My computer was just inches away. And even though there are days I’d like to insanely chuck it in the highway and send a video to the creator of Windows, it is also my sanity through creativity. So as the coffee poured from my cup and onto the art that I’d just spent a considerable amount of time creating I wanted to walk away, leave the mess for another time and call it quits for the day. But I couldn’t. The thought process that had started the entire morning event wouldn’t leave my mind. And so I grabbed a towel. Blotted the paper dry and sat back down to ponder the direction of my day. And such is much of my life. It’s a mess. Some days I need a towel to clean the mess and other days I need a towel to dry the tears.
Not by happenstance I’ve been journaling Psalms. An ongoing saga of
tragedy and triumph and always encourages my soul. Today it’s Psalm 3
talk about the Enemy
1 Lord, how are
they increased that trouble me! many are they that rise up against me.2 Many
there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.
like a never ending list of things to do, bills to pay, emotional struggles and
life issues. There are words of encouragement and discouragement that battle it
out in my head. It reminds me of the story of the Indian Chief who said. “There
are two dogs fighting in my mind, a kind one and a vicious one. The one I feed
wins the battle.”
been feeding the dog of doubt and it’s eating me alive. So this morning the
spilled coffee seem to be the dog of doubt, knocking it out of my hand, saying “Give
up! You’re weak.”
But then I
read my text. It’s not about me Satan. It’s about my God and to Him be the
Let’s talk about Encourager
3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my
glory, and the lifter up of mine head.
just to use the drawing as it was. It seemed fitting for the way I felt. Messy.
But how would that have brought glory to God? So I grabbed my tracing paper out
of the drawer and cut a piece to the size of my bible. I traced the drawing
that I had previously done. It turns out, tracing is so much faster! I laid out
my coloring supplies and began to fill her in again. But this time with another
purpose. I use the tracing paper sheets to create journal inserts in my bible;
they take only a smidge of space and aren’t even noticed in the thickness of
the book. Now, what the enemy had planned on foiling, would be a word of encouragement
that I can turn to, or hap upon when I’m reading in Psalm.
exercise of creative thinking, God did indeed lift up my head and remind me
that not every mess is worth crying over. Sometimes it’s a process.
Let’s talk about the Elect
4 I cried unto the Lord with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill. Selah. 5 I laid me down and slept; I awaked; for the Lord sustained me. 6 I will not be afraid of ten thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.7 Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly. 8 Salvation belongeth unto the Lord: thy blessing is upon thy people. Selah.
Luke 18:7 says And shall not God avenge his own elect,
which cry day night unto him, though he bear long with them?
There’s something very satisfying about the thought of God mashing the
mouth of the enemy. It’s also a reminder that it’s not my job. My job is to let
my Father know I’m in trouble, and then allow Him to take care of it for me.
It’s a rarity that I lose sleep, but lately (mainly because I’ve
forgotten to get a prescription filled) I’m losing sleep. I wake up in the wee
hours of the darkness and my mind is flooded with what feels like “ten
thousands of people, that have set themselves against me round about.” I feel like there’s about to be something
upset at any moment and I don’t have a big enough towel to clean the mess. Do
you ever feel that way?
I needed this Psalm today… I needed to be reminded that I am God’s elect. Chosen by Him to do what I do. I hope that what I do is encourage you. If I have, please shoot me a message and let me know. Let’s spread some of this encouragement around!
Every day I become more and more conscience of the scriptures playing
out right before my eyes. It’s why I can “Serve the Lord with fear and rejoice with trembling.” To the world
that makes no sense. How can you rejoice in fear? To me it makes perfect sense.
I know what a mess I am, and for certain what a mess this world would be in if
I were in control, or any of the other knot heads that think they are. Why
would anyone want that!?
Psalm 2 has 12 verses; one for each month of the year. Twelve 2019 A.D.
Truths from 1044 B.C.
1Why do the
heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
ever seen a time when rage and vanity was as bad as it is now? You can’t turn
on the news and not see it. Everyone’s angry because someone has an opinion
that differs their own. And they’re not questioning whether their opinion is
right, only that they’re entitled to it and nobody else is.
2 The kings of the earth set
themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the Lord, and against his anointed,
Not only are they entitled to their theories of
morality, they’re also entitled to their people and God’s design doesn’t enter
3 Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away
their cords from us.
We are raising a generation of children who
define the rules rather than obey them. They also have a mighty fine example of
that in Washington D.C.
4 He that sitteth in the
heavens shall laugh: the Lord shall have them in
And God laughs. Only it’s not funny. The last thing
anyone in this world really wants is to be mocked by God. Because He alone holds our future in the
balance, determining what direction we’re to go. America elected Donald Trump President,
who has at least stood on the side of Israel, pro-life and conservative values.
I didn’t say he was perfect. But he is our President. However, talk about
derision! Good grief. There’s a reason
that word rhymes with division. We are a nation of disrespect for the very
thing that has made us stand out among the world’s leaders. Freedom.
5 Then shall he speak unto
them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
Do you think we’re a vexed
nation? Vex defined is annoyed or aggravated. America is an angry Nation. Myself
included. I have to check my attitude on a pretty regular basis because I want
to hurt people. Believe me when I tell you that I’m not always thinking about
the soul of an unbeliever. Sometimes I’m thinking about their neck and how I’d
like to wring it for stupidity, pride and arrogance.
6 Yet have I set my king upon
my holy hill of Zion.
But then I remember Who it is that is in
control. And it’s then that I’m in awe that He hasn’t wrung my own neck. My
Savior. He Who died as a meek Lamb, but will come again as a roaring Lion!
7 I will declare the decree:
the Lord hath said unto me,
Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
We tend to put God into the perspective of man.
God of John 3:16, long before the world knew Him face to face, He was. His plan
was laid out before Him, and He stepped into it without regard for Himself, but
for the sake of His people. He did so for an example to His children of how to
put others before themselves. And there was a time that America did. It’s what
made us a melting pot. People would come to our country for opportunity and
they were accepted and loved not because of where they were from, but because
of where they wanted to come. America! They loved our Nation and wanted to
become a part of the dream. Now many have become a nightmare.
We are children of God because He chose to
allow us to be. Not because He had to, or that we were deserving of it.
8 Ask of me, and I shall give
thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth
for thy possession.9 Thou
shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a
God has been highly tolerate
of a rebellious generation. Our government preaches tolerance, yet they don’t
understand the first thing about it. Getting your way isn’t tolerance. And God
has been far more tolerant that anyone would have believed in 1950. Immorality
has become the norm not because of tolerance but because of apathetic people
who rather than stand up for the morals of a godly nation that was fought for,
they chose to cower to people who wouldn’t defend them for love nor money. But
God’s tolerance will most certain wane.
10 Be wise now therefore, O ye
kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.11 Serve the Lord with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
As I said before, serving God with fear is
easy. Especially when the result of serving man is being lived out on the
evening news. I love the fact that I know that I know the Creator of all the
universe. That the God Who named the stars, has a new name waiting for me in
Glory, There’s a new song that even the angels cannot sing. What a privilege to
know Him and commune with Him with just the speaking of His name. There is no
disconnect for the child of God and if the kings of this world were wise, they’d
be calling on Him to give them instruction. And He will!
If our leaders would call a prayer meeting,
good night Irene!!!! I cannot imagine how this nation would turn around.
Because I know He has that power is why I rejoice and tremble in His presence.
12 Kiss the Son, lest he be
angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little.
Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.
To “Kiss the Son,” is to choose Him above all else. It takes humility
and faith. A very small price to pay for the gift of eternal life. For the gift
of peace during this life!
Praise God He is in control 365 days and every second of every day! I’ll
gladly serve Him and what an honor it is.
It seems like an eternity since I woke up this morning, and yet it’s 9:00 a.m. and I’ve got very little accomplished. It’s hard for me to stay focused today. My mind is in so many different places. It’s in New Mexico with Dewey, it’s in Minnesota with Lynn, it’s in Virginia with Whitney, Spencer with Tiffani, Marietta with Dr. Guiler and in the Word with my Lord. I told someone yesterday that I felt scattered. That’s the only way I can describe where I’m at. It’s exhausting to try to pick pieces from all corners of the earth, much like I need to pick up pieces throughout the corners of my house. My desk looks like something exploded on it.
yet she is so remarkably calm. If only I could get inside her plastic brain and
rest for a while. If only I could actually sit in that position and then stand
up again without assistance! But life happens. So I continue on in my
journaling exercise in the book of Jude, nearing the end of the book.
These be they who separate themselves, sensual, having not
the Spirit.But ye, beloved, building up yourselves
on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Ghost,
first question is an often ask one, “How do people survive without God?” I know
I did it for 34 years, but the truth of that is, I at least was pretending to
have Him in my life. In all my years I have never said there was no God. I knew
there was, I just didn’t know how to connect to Him.
How then shall they
call on him in whom they have not believed? And how shall they believe in him
of whom they have not heard? and how shall they hear without a preacher?
Thank You Jesus for preachers!
So this morning as I grieve with a family who lost a child, as I
miss my children, and as I give thanks to God for friends who feel like they’re
in the room with me, when actually they’re across the country; I’m ever so
grateful that in my soul, within the very being of my body is the Holy Ghost.
He who finds me “beloved.” He who calms my fears, soothes my stress points and
sends laughter into my soul through nutty videos that wasted more of my time,
but was oh so necessary.
He is Who builds my faith like a Lego house. Brick upon brick, day by day, bad and good. Never failing to remind me that He has all these things in control and we be loved.
Many of the conversations I’ve had, both inside my head,
and with other people, have recently been around the discussion of end times.
It’s a topic not everyone desires to discuss. For me, from the standpoint of
myself, I get excited! But then I begin to think of family and friends who aren’t
prepared. It’s at this point that those who are not prepared, or those who are
uncertain turn me off. And it’s when I begin to worry and stress about how much
I’m doing for the cause of the Kingdom. I need to find ways to reach more
people. I need to find a way to reach my people! You know… the family who “think”
they’re okay, and those who just don’t think about it all, but would rather
live in ignorance, not knowing that Jesus could be ready to step out on the
cloud at any moment and call His church home.
Are you ready? Do you know that you know? I knew that I
knew last year when I had open heart surgery. Only the Lord Jesus Christ can
afford that peace. When I see that people don’t have an understanding of the
end times, and really don’t care to know, I’m more than a little alarmed. But I
guess that’s because I know. So in reading Jude, which by the way reads like a
book specifically about 2019, I feel compelled to share the news I discovered
about the news!
Jude vs. 16-18
These are murmurers,
complainers, walking after their own lusts; and their mouth speaketh great
swelling words, having men’s persons in admiration because of advantage. But,
beloved, remember ye the words which were spoken before of the apostles of our Lord
Jesus Christ; How that they told you there
should be mockers in the last time, who should walk after their own ungodly
Wow. How accurate is that?
According to a poll from
Axios last year, 72% of 4,000 Americans polled, believe “traditional major news
sources report news they know to be fake, false or purposefully misleading.”
Other polls say it’s less; but then again, how do we know if even those who do
the polls are reporting honestly. It’s just a sad state of affairs that we live
in. Jude didn’t need the internet, a poll, or the evening news to tell him what
the prognosis was for mankind. He heard it straight from Heaven. He walked with
the Creator of all, and his words give an outline of modern times.
How not to Mistake the Fake
Stop watching all mainstream
television. There are none that truly don’t have an agenda. I fully believe
that. And in so doing, they’ll do they’re very best to persuade you in to
believing what they say, even if it’s only in part. And it’s not only the news
outlets. You can’t watch a good comedy without an agenda in it! If there’s such
a thing as a good comedy. The dark side is found in almost every show I’ve
attempted to watch over the past years. Wholesome television is almost nonexistent.
And if you think children’s television is any different, think again. I’ve had
to ban complete children’s channels off my television with the grandkids
because they promote homosexuality, violence, and disrespect. It’s insane! So
what’s the answer? Are we going to stop watching entertainment? Probably not,
but we need to take Jude’s advice to heart before turning it on.
Never Trust Their Lusts
I’m not just trying to
rhyme. It was a fact I learned about myself in our Sunday sermon at Victory
Baptist Church. I covet stuff. Shiny stuff. I have a serious issue of wanting
things I don’t necessarily need, and much of it comes from all the time I spend
on social media. There’s always something shiny and new waiting for me on the
web. Just ask Amazon.com. They’ll show you your shiny desires too, because they
follow your networking trends. But it’s not always your lusts that are the issue.
Their lusts can be come your lusts if it’s entered into your information
gatherer enough times. That’s why I can’t watch shows who push the liberal
agenda. Because I know their design is to mess with my conservative brain.
Don’t Fluff up the
don’t take their efforts lightly. They’ve got it down to a fine art on how to
manipulate the American mind. They use people and things that appeal to us. It’s
why the celebrities are pushing every product and agenda out there. Because if
we love their shows, music and movies, we’ll be easy marks to love their
mindsets too. Which if you’re not careful will lead you down a pathway far away
from the Lord Jesus Christ.
you where I stand. I’m a pro-Jesus, pro-life, Baptist conservative that makes
no apologies for rolling my eyes at liberal brats who want my children and
grandchildren to be corrupted by the notion that they are entitled to a world
of shiny things that will take their minds to places God never intended His
children to go. I hear it in their voices every time they get upset because
life treats them unfairly or a commercial comes on with the latest and greatest
and they want it, or a show or song plays that has garbage throughout it and
they repeat it. And yet, when I praise God, or bow my head to pray I’m the one
viewed as a fanatic.
Jude makes it clear that if you want the truth there is only one place to find
Take a look at the
So how do we deal with the Mainstream Mayhem? We measure everything we see and hear by the words of Jesus Christ. It is the only absolute truth in this world.
It’s why I love writing and working for FGGAM.org. Because Pastor Dewey Moede views the world through a biblical lens, and before he publishes it, it has to meet God’s standards. We know we’re accountable for what we say. The Bible is clear on that! We’ll stand before God and give an account of the words we speak and write. We’re not the only ones. That liberal bunch of liars that’s out there, they’ll have their day when they’re mockery comes to an end.
The book of Jude is one chapter from the end of the Book.
I feel like that’s where we are on the time line of eternity. And this chapter is coming to an end quickly…
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