Wrath of God 101

God brings out the best in believers as he swirls His wrath about the sinners. God Bless the Florida Keys –


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It’s another beautiful Sunday morning, praising God for His gifts we share. Sipping on my coffee, it’s a day to praise His word. Like a million other viewers, I turn on the news to watch the storm as it slams south Florida. Memories now are all but washed away. I once resided in the Florida Keys, a quiet little strip of islands as tranquil as the Caribbean could ever be. The Reggae sounds would illuminate the evening air at the end of U S 1. But that was then and this is now.

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The Bible is full of predictions. Luke 21:25 quotes the eclipse in August and now the fury of Irma. You wonder if this is just a coincidence; never doubt the leather bound. Determined to make a difference, God brings out the best in believers as he swirls His wrath about the sinners. And to those who question, I watch, as only God can move the oceans. Some, though, take for granted the power God controls. Protected from the elements, God is first in my every thought. My heart goes out to ones who know not.

Read your BIBLE!!! ( Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth).

So the sun breaks through on Mallory Square in Key West. Twisted palms, damaged yachts, and tattered Victorian homes are scattered about the little island. Ship wrecks emerge, thought to be lost forever. They’re like memories of love lost long ago and then resurrected…. I should know. My son, an original “Conch”, can only show loyalty to the island life. Vacationers fill their scrapbooks with happy memories. It’s the churches and the faith that’s protects the lifestyle of residents.

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Knowing the joy of being a resident, my roots too anchor my heart for this is where I met my soulmate. Memories are treasured and thoughts won’t wash away by the hurricane. Now in my comforts, I pray for the memories to be restored to all as soon as possible.

As God’s wrath continues, He cleanses the impurities. The wealthy are humbled; the meek resonates as heroes, saving the disbelievers who doubt that God truly exists. The weary and ragged stand hand-and-hand singing Hallelujah! God has spared the conscious.

So does tomorrow ever come?? South Florida can only hope. Like Houston’s Harvey, you come to appreciate what you really have.

Respectfully, God controls….

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Related Verse:

I will execute great vengeance on them with wrathful rebukes. Then they will know that I am the Lord, when I lay my vengeance upon them. (Ezekiel 25:17)

 

God does judge the nations, and He can use any means to do so. For example, when God rained down fire and brimstone on Sodom and Gomorrah, it was a judgment of God. Of course, it’s a fallen world, and time and chance happen to us all (Eccl 9:11), and bad things happen because the root cause of all pain, suffering, sorrow, and death is sin, and until sin is no more, there will still be sorrow, suffering, pain, and death, but that too is coming to an end someday (Rev 21:3; 22:4)! We all fall short of God’s glory.

 

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Gallant Valor

August 28, 2017

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It’s Sunday evening….some are about to return to church, some about to sit down for a wonderful dinner; some may be ready to slide back in their recliners to watch the evening news or some football. But let me interject some thoughts….

“God Bless Texas”

These courageous folks…. not the police or military; but the humanitarians who launch their boats on the highways into uncharted waters. They travel rooftop to rooftop, listening for stranded victims. Unless you have been involved in search and rescue as I did, you can’t imagine the danger. The sewers flood out, alligators and snakes, and the mosquitos will carry you off. Then there are the caskets that surface.

Here is where black lives matter! White supremacists could care less what you and the rest of America thinks. This is war friends – Texans against nature’s worst. God is the only entity prayed to here.

You talk about coming together as united people? Well snowflakes, take a lesson – WAKE UP! This is how America was and will always be. People with dignity respecting those with integrity. God bless them!!!

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By the grace of God, there is no color of race nor ethnic coupe. There are no boastful rednecks. They instead drive for hours to launch their boats on interstates to save those in dire straits.

Praise those who give their time! They leave their families behind to help the survived. They certainly command a medal to commemorate their valiant duty.

God bless them!

Be Counted

Life is just so precious!


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Life is a precious commodity when a world can somehow find harmony. I look at love maybe differently. It’s in the many shadows that stretch across our lawns as the fragrance of beds could be bottled. It’s the cat snuggling with the family bird and even the wild deer eating from the dog’s bowl as he lays there submissive.

I watch the flock of birds that hatched in spring. They never wanted to leave their domain. They perch on the fence behind the house; their bellies full, waiting and watching for the neighbor’s cat.

Closing my eyes, I smell the flowers that brighten my morning and I realize how precious life really is.

Sitting in the setting sun though, my heart goes out to all those experiencing this hell of a storm. The trees destroyed and colorful flower beds by the newly mowed lawn have washed away. The fury is bearing down. I wish I could do more but prayer is all anyone can do at this point.

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As landmarks tumble, the fright of life hangs in the balance. Signs used to help navigate through old towns will never be as they once were. So sad to see Satan still tries to rule the world. There’s no love shown in 130 mile per hour winds.

Here, the gentle winds remain as sailboats luff out upon the lake. A romantic night that God has blessed and lovers kiss under the moonlight. It’s so quiet, so peaceful. It’s hard to believe that a few hundred miles away, the eve of destruction exists in the night. Life is just so precious!

Night comes….it’s a new moon shining on a disastrous situation. Those that can, count their blessings and try to find what’s left of a congregation. They hold hands, praying and give thanks for what is left. Life again, so precious.

But it’s not just Texas – we all should wake and give thanks. A new day, another chance, born again, and dawn awaits. My heart goes out not just to Texas but all that have lost their signs.be counted 5

As life turns, we come to appreciate how things once were. I think back to going my grandmother’s home after church for dinner. Boy, I hated that! But I never understood until now; or the Christmas mornings my brother and I sat and waited for our parents to wake. The things we think that never made sense then, seems to portray when wisdom tells the story.

It’s a new day. The sun is shining on my world so it’s time to give thanks giving God the glory. Praising his name, faith keeps us all in check. So I listen to the choir once again, a carnival of lyrics; a melody we remember, a battle hymn, a call to duty. We are all God’s children, like it or not.

Be counted as life is so precious….. and over before you know it!

 


Let us continue to pray for the Hurricane Harvey victims –

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Decisions

God watched as Satan tried to ruin a life that is blessed…


 

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Here I stand in the pouring rain… my bible in one hand and a drink in the other. I’m torn like a tattered sail left standing after a hurricane. In the heavy thunder and bright lightning, I am crying out to God, Lord where are you leading me?  I’ve fallen in the pot holes, soaked to my neck, trying to discover my purpose.  I’m too old for these growing pains!

My bible is drenched and the print is running. Feeling like Job in the book of Revelations, I can’t tell if this is the end or just a missing chapter. Chilled to the bone from cold and driven rain, the lightning strikes so close. I’m not sure… is God trying to protect me or allowing the elements to shelter me?  Perhaps numbing the pain?

Listening to the winds, the surreal pitch hurts my ears. Standing in the black of night and relentless roaring of rolling clouds, the heavens are shaking. My palms are saturated but I feel a warmth as God takes over.

A harvest light soon shines amidst the calming storm.  I hear an owl sounding, “all clear”, as the cold air is turning warm. There in the hell of this night, God watched as Satan tried to ruin a life that is blessed.

The early dawn shines through the silver lining that brings back memories of the night that called on God to quiet the thunder. I clinched the only promise I had… for its only He who controls the weather, whether you hail in the storm or take refuge undercover.


Related Articles:

Bible:  Philippians 4:6-7    “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus”.

Bible:  Ephesians 6:11-18:   “Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes…”

 

http://www.blessedquietness.com/journal/housechu/what-satan-can-and-cannot-do

 


 

 

Choices and Changes

….we all stand in the valley between the mountains of good and evil


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Before the hot summer nights, or the bone chilling cold, and wrapped in warmth while embracing each other, we are created – not by love, but, by the Holy Spirit. We wonder out to destinations unknown; our trials uncounted; our faith to be tested. We’re off into the world of deception and converse. We watch our step, careful of hurts, as we plan our trip. Our desires are mapped, ever mindful of obstacles that could cause us to stumble. We all stand in the valley between the mountains of good and evil.

God watches and protects, though our choices may not be the best. Yet, He lets us wonder…patiently waiting as we walk through a path He has planted; knowing occasionally, we all get lost. As we walk along, you might encounter a little shower; but never fear, as even clouds of thunder have a silver lining.

So, here we are standing before our believer. Which believers do you follow….for the paranormal bears its faith that leads us on our course of completion. Our heavenly Father never needs advertising; but, counterparts go on the market – merchandising.

Yes, we all have choices, but, it’s the hard ones that God waits for us to make in life. After all, look at the choices He made for us. In His image, we are called to make similar. The link is ‘love’. In a night full of dark and loneliness – Satan never loves a soul – when footprints come from our heavenly Father above!

The Exchange of Money

“I love you”, the English language as a bargaining tool

Today, I sit and re-read the memoirs of my life.  The pages are plagued with virtue.  Like reciting in a mirror, l hear the words I’ve often wondered about.  So many I know, use loosely, the English language as a bargaining tool.  Endearing words mean so little from behind the vocal cords…. “I love You”. This term of endearment is not hardly more than a form of  ‘currency’; a way to ‘buy your way in’.  Redundantly, it sours the hearts of many.

Looking back on my younger days and with desperation playing a part, I see now that “I love you” was going to cost me.  If I’d only understood that “I love you” was a form of currency!  Only now does it all come back to me as a friend explains, “she wanted your wallet”.

Connecting the dots of trials and tribulations, I see God was non-existent.  Money can’t buy love, though at times, those three simple words can. Trying to come to some kind of peace, I’m getting madder by the minute!  How ruthless are those with ulterior motives who want to control a situation by bleeding, “I love you”- a vice to the brokenhearted??

It’s pathetic to believe that some get what they want with, ” I love you “,  at the flip of a tongue. Scorned, my calloused soul retreats to the dark where little light is shown.  Riddled with questions, best guessed answers lie in the remnants of rotten boxes tucked away for safekeeping.  Their weight are words now replaced by actions.

Today, moving on, I realize God was there all along;  just waiting on me.  Peace has replaced the innuendos; harmony reigns like heavens above.  The sound of three little words exemplifies that talk is only cheap when you really do not mean it.