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Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!” Mark 9:24

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Late Night Visitor – More Visitors


When I wrote my first Late Night Visitor post on April 10, 2019, I didn’t know it would become so important in my grief process and become a series of posts. If you are grieving, I hope each entry has helped you in your walk with grief as it has helped me to get it out of my head.

In that first entry, grief came to me in the middle of the night, standing next to a large suitcase and without a return ticket from where it came.

Recently grief, ignoring the shelter-in-place orders and social distancing regulations, has invited anxiety and panic into my home. They follow me around and have been known to hold my hands, whisper lies in my ear, and wake me out of a sound sleep. So annoying.

As they hold my hands, I am not able to clasp them together to make praying hands. I cannot lift them up to the heavens to give God praise and honor He rightly deserves.

The whispers in my ears I know are blatant lies, but they are said over and over and over especially when I am alone. And during this pandemic, I am alone a lot of the time; I started to believe this negative one-way conversation. As they whisper in my ear, they grip my throat in a way that it tightens and my breathing becomes shallow.

From my experience, anxiety and panic are nocturnal too. Their most active time is around 2:30 in the morning while I am sound asleep. They poke and prod at me. They continue the negative whispers in my ear and in the silence of the night, it rings louder. I lose about 1.5 hours of sleep because of their active lifestyle.

I alone do not have the strength it takes to fight these enemies. I am weak and powerless on my own when grief and its friends, anxiety, and panic, gang up on me. But even when my hands are constrained and my throat feels tight and my breathing is shallow, I can find it within me to whisper four syllables, “Jesus, help me” and I am no longer alone.

Listen to my cry, for I am in need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me. Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name.

Psalm 142:6

Jesus brings His army of angels to fight these battles for me. They rush in and unbind my hands and they force the grip away from my throat.

The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.”

Exodus 14:14

I cannot see the spiritual war going on around me, but I know angels are present and God’s peace covers me like a blanket. Suddenly my hands are lifted high as my heart and mind recall what I know about my relationship with God…

I am a child of the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords.  I have Jesus Christ living inside of me. My God has promised to meet every one of my needs and He is right here with me at this moment.  

If you are bound by grief, anxiety, and panic, know that you too can cry out to Jesus for this same protection.  You are not alone.

 

Guarded


I recently read somewhere that God sends His angels to protect us from many dangers during the day.  How would we revere God if we could see a flashback of our day and how many times we were saved from danger?

Our cats have a battery-operated motion toy.  It is about 12″ in diameter with a motor in the middle of a fabric skirt.  There is a little arm that moves left and right randomly and at different speeds.  The end of the arm used to have feathers, but the cats tore them off when they first got it.  Now there is some yarn-like strings that move about catching their attention.  This is a perfect distraction toy for our Amos as he tends to stalk Zoe a lot and she lets out blood-curdling screams like a woman walking through a haunted house.  A bit annoying, especially when this happens at 2 AM under our bed.

I noticed the batteries dying out last night as Amos played with it and I told him I would change the batteries today.  Don’t let cats fool you; they remember what you tell them.  This morning he was pawing at the toy and I had changed the batteries as promised.  He played with that toy while laying in a sunbeam and playing with an additional toy.  It was a really cute cat moment.

When he walks away from the toy, I turn it off.

As I was getting ready to run an errand this afternoon, he was pawing at the toy again.  Knowing I would be leaving within minutes, I caved in and turned the toy on for him.  I don’t like leaving it run without supervision, so I gave him a couple of minutes to play as I puttered around the house.  As I turned off the toy, I gave him a pat on the head and headed out the door.

I believe God sent his angels to protect me as I waited for Amos to play with his toy.  You see, I set my GPS to my destination but decided to take a different highway route than what was indicated.  I knew generally where I was going, but street of the final destination was not as familiar and I felt more comfortable with the GPS for that purpose.  As I neared the exit from the highway, I saw a police car, with its flashers on, sitting behind a car that was in an accident.  The second car in the accident was off to the other side of the highway.  I think there may have been an accident up ahead of this one as the traffic was starting to back up close to this exit.

I wonder if I would have been in that accident had I not stopped to let Amos play with his toy?  Some people might think I am overthinking this, but I believe God was watching over me today.  I ran a second errand on my way home to buy birdseed at my favorite garden store.  When I got home, I saw a live news video on Facebook an hour later and they were talking about a water main break near that store.  The ground broke open in the street and water gushed out.  I was spared that problem too.

Now you can say that recently you read somewhere that God sends His angels to protect us from many dangers during the day.  How would you revere God if you could see a flashback of your day and how many times you were saved from danger?

Thank you, God, for watching over me and sending your angels to my rescue. 

Psalm 91:11-12

For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways; they will lift you up in their hands, so that you will not strike your foot against a stone.

Revelation


Daily Post Word Prompt – Brilliant

I used to think some of Jesus’s parables within the Gospels were hard to understand, but then I wandered into the Book of Revelation.

I know Bible Scholars, Theologians, and Pastors study for years to break down and make human sense out of this final chapter in the Bible.  I truly think there is a place in our brain that can comprehend all that Heaven will be like, but it won’t fully known until we get there and see it for ourselves.  Until then, the descriptions below shine brilliantly in my mind.

Revelation 21:9-27 (NIV)

The New Jerusalem, the Bride of the Lamb

One of the seven angels who had the seven bowls full of the seven last plagues came and said to me, “Come, I will show you the bride, the wife of the Lamb.” 10 And he carried me away in the Spirit to a mountain great and high, and showed me the Holy City, Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God. 11 It shone with the glory of God, and its brilliance was like that of a very precious jewel, like a jasper, clear as crystal. 12 It had a great, high wall with twelve gates, and with twelve angels at the gates. On the gates were written the names of the twelve tribes of Israel. 13 There were three gates on the east, three on the north, three on the south and three on the west. 14 The wall of the city had twelve foundations, and on them were the names of the twelve apostles of the Lamb.

15 The angel who talked with me had a measuring rod of gold to measure the city, its gates and its walls. 16 The city was laid out like a square, as long as it was wide. He measured the city with the rod and found it to be 12,000 stadia[a] in length, and as wide and high as it is long. 17 The angel measured the wall using human measurement, and it was 144 cubits[b] thick.[c] 18 The wall was made of jasper, and the city of pure gold, as pure as glass. 19 The foundations of the city walls were decorated with every kind of precious stone. The first foundation was jasper, the second sapphire, the third agate, the fourth emerald, 20 the fifth onyx, the sixth ruby, the seventh chrysolite, the eighth beryl, the ninth topaz, the tenth turquoise, the eleventh jacinth, and the twelfth amethyst.[d] 21 The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl. The great street of the city was of gold, as pure as transparent glass.

22 I did not see a temple in the city, because the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are its temple. 23 The city does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, for the glory of God gives it light, and the Lamb is its lamp. 24 The nations will walk by its light, and the kings of the earth will bring their splendor into it. 25 On no day will its gates ever be shut, for there will be no night there. 26 The glory and honor of the nations will be brought into it. 27 Nothing impure will ever enter it, nor will anyone who does what is shameful or deceitful, but only those whose names are written in the Lamb’s book of life.

 

Assaulted


Forward thinking, I think not.

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Have You Seen Your Angel?


Perspective 1
I spent December 31, 1997 all alone. I had neither anyone to reminisce about the old year nor anyone to make plans for the new. I sat cuddled under an afghan watching television.

Perspective 2
December 31, 1997, as I sat at the feet of Jesus, my Lord, singing praises to Him, I heard my name paged over the heavenly intercom. I went as quickly as I could to get my message and found out that I needed to spend time with a woman named Kristine.

Perspective 1
It was one cold New Year’s Eve. The weather forecast predicted 14 degrees with -12 as the wind chill. As I sat watching television, I heard a dog barking out front. Upon opening the door, I saw a Dalmatian sitting on my front porch. Thinking he got out during someone’s party in the neighborhood, I yelled at him to go home and shut the door. Minutes later, the dog continued to bark.

Perspective 2
I flew to Kristine’s house and peeked in her side window. She was sitting on the couch, wrapped in an afghan, and she was talking on the telephone. When she hung up, she started to cry pretty hard. I wasn’t sure what the conversation was about, but it broke my heart to see her all alone on New Year’s Eve.

As I paced the driveway trying to come up with a plan to be with her, I had a brilliant idea…I would turn into a Dalmatian and bark on her front porch. Surely she would wonder what was going on and open the door. I’d show her my puppy-dog eyes and she would melt.

“Woof, woof, woof”, I barked on the porch. Sure enough, the door creaked open and she saw me, but she told me to go home and shut the door. “Woof, woof, woof”, I barked even louder.

Perspective 1
I am usually afraid of big dogs, but this one seemed different. I opened the door again and looked for a collar and did not see one. I felt bad for the dog being out in the cold, so I allowed him in my house. He followed me down to the basement as I gathered some old towels so I could give him something to curl up with on the back porch. I didn’t have any food, but offered the dog a bowl of water.

Perspective 2
The door opened again and I turned on the puppy-dog eyes. She noticed I did not have a collar on and wondered who my owner’s were. As she patted me on the head, I could tell she was feeling sorry for me because it was really cold outside. She let me in the house! She let me in the house!

I followed her down some stairs and back up again. Kristine grabbed some old towels for me to curl up with and sent me to her back porch. She apologized for not having any food for me, but brought me a bowl of fresh water.

Perspective 1
I checked on the dog frequently, wondering if it was too cold on the porch. Knowing the porch is not insulated, I allowed the dog into the house. He seemed content to be with me and really did keep me company and took my mind off being alone.

Perspective 2
Kristine kept checking on me because she thought it was too cold for me. She let me in the house with her. I was so happy to be near her.

Perspective 1
We rang in the New Year together and soon it was time for bed. “What do I do with this dog?” I thought to myself. He seemed pretty intent on keeping me company and followed me up to my room. Even though I begged the dog to lie on the floor, he insisted on lying at my feet. We slept until daybreak.

Perspective 2
We watched the ball drop in New York City. Kristine wished me a Happy 1998 and said she had to go to bed, so I followed her up to her room. She kept telling me to lie on the floor, but I wanted to be close to her and remind her that she was not alone. I curled up at the foot of the bed and we slept until about 7:30 am.

Perspective 1
I could not keep a dog in the house so I told him he had to go home. I opened the back door and had to push him out. He sat looking at me in the driveway. I had to practice tough love and shut the door without looking back. I did; however, run to the side window to peek at him to see what direction he would head. He walked to the front yard, barked at my house and ran over to the neighbor’s manger scene set up in their front yard. This dog barked like crazy at the baby Jesus and ran down the street and out of my sight.

Perspective 2
Kristine told me it was time for me to leave as she walked me to the back porch and said her good-byes and shoved me out the door. I just stared at her as I sat in the driveway. She shut the door and went in the house. I could see her peeking out the side window to watch me. I slowly made my way to her front yard. I barked “thank you” and ran over to the neighbor’s manger scene in their front yard. I love seeing baby Jesus so I barked like crazy at Him. I saw Kristine watching me and I turned and walked down the street and out of sight.

Hebrews 13:2 (NIV)
Do not forget to show hospitality to strangers, for by so doing some people have shown hospitality to angels without knowing it.

Perspective 1
1998 was a pivotal year in my life. God became real to me and he continues to bless me in great measure.

Happy New Year Everyone!! May God be real in your life and bless you in great measure.

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