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 "Look! God's dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." Revelation 21: 3-4

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Once full of life, now scarred by strife,

She was "For Sale" again.

So I drove by, with a deep sigh,

To let the mem'ries win.

I saw her there, with stick-brown hair,

The girl who once was me.

Rubber-tipped sneaks and ruddy cheeks,

A Band-Aid on my knee.

Bent o'er the soil, my mom's in toil,

Deep in the rhubarb patch.

Nearby I stand, with grubby hands,

Eager for worms to catch.

The lilac bush now hung its tush

Wearily o'er the fence,

As weeds pervade where beds were made,

As if they had no sense.

It struck me then, a home is when

Her people love her dear.

When God above joins hearts in love

Perfect, to cast out fear.

When at the table we read the Bible

Our souls the Lord did see,

The hearts of those, in sweet repose,

Awaiting the Gospel seed.

Each soul does yearn for what I learned

There in my childhood home:

Christ died for me to set me free

To dwell in His heavenly home.

Tis there that I shall never spy

Thorny thistles and weeds.

No bloom will fall, no Death will call,

No tears shall line my cheeks.

His people we will ever be, ne'ermore to cry or sigh.

We'll praise His Name, ne'ermore the same,

With Him we'll dwell on high.

"In my Father's house are many mansions. If that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also will be where I am." John 14:2-3

A Mighty Fortress

 "He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he drew me out of deep waters. He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes who were too strong for me. They confronted me in the day of my disaster, but the Lord was my support. He brought me out into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me." Psalm 18: 16-19

    When our daughters were little, it was a delight to see how they believed in us as parents. It made David and I feel invincible! They came to us with their needs and we did our best to fix things. One instance in particular I recall with joy, when Hannah brought a broken balloon to her dad for repair. Dave hated to let her down.

    Of course, as time and change brought disrepair into their lives, it became evident just how fallible their parents were. The foes changed from a broken balloon to a broken heart, cracked dreams and dashed hopes that proved too strong for Daddy, too strong for Mom.

    Have you ever felt that a powerful enemy has you by the coattails? Though you may put on a brave face, you are overcome by something stronger than you? There is a spiritual battle going on for the hearts and souls of people; you are under attack. Satan wants to set up house within you, and he arrives fully armed, prepared to blow your doors off like the big, bad wolf.

    But you are not without hope!

    There is Someone stronger, Someone who is able to overpower the enemy and throw him out onto the street. He is Jesus Christ; there is no other Savior. "And having disarmed the powers and authorities, he made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross." (Colossians 2:15) Won't you invite Jesus to be the Lord and Savior of your soul?

    Sometimes I long to be a kid again, to return to that place of security where Mother tucked me in and Father made sure the front door was locked at night. With Jesus in my heart, life is like this - only better. Jesus repaired all my brokenness and promised to never leave me nor forsake me, and no one can snatch me out of His hand! I am safe for all eternity no matter what.

A mighty fortress is our God, a trusty shield and weapon.

He helps us free from every need that hath us now o'ertaken.

The old evil Foe, now means deadly woe.

Deep guile and great might are his dread arms in fight;

On earth is not his equal.

Tho' devils all the world should fill, all eager to devour us,

We tremble not, we fear no ill; they shall not overpower us!

This world's prince may still scowl fierce as he will;

He can harm us none. He's judged, the deed is done.

One little word can fell him.*

"For he has rescued us from the dominion of darkness and brought us into the kingdom of the Son he loves, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of our sins." Colossians 1: 13-14

*A Mighty Fortress is our God, Martin Luther

      

Love That Endures Forever

"For the Lord is good and his love endures forever; his faithfulness continues through all generations." Psalm 100:5 

    While packing away my Christmas decorations, I retained some of the red objects as decor for Valentine's Day. How appropriately this day of love follows on the heels of Christmas: "For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believes in him shall not perish, but have eternal life." (John 3:16, the heart of the gospel.)

    Recently I watched a documentary entitled "Universe Designed." Interviews with scientists were expertly woven with spectacular images from creation as the viewer struggled to comprehend the vastness of God. As the program progressed, the emphasis was gradually brought down, down, down to the very heart of mankind, to the place hidden in each of us created in the image of God, the place where God wishes to dwell. 

    How can I describe the way I felt but to say it was like the awesomeness of God had been poured into a colossal funnel directed into my heart and soul? On the shoreline of God's love, it was one grain of sand toward comprehending just "how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge." (Ephesians 3: 18-19) 

    Why did God create us? Why does He love us so? To bring it home: How can I ever love Him enough in return? While in this body where my sinful nature battles with my Christian self, where my finite mind wanders into unproductive wastelands and where I see as if peering into a poor reflection, is it possible to love Him unreservedly, unabashedly and with all abandon?

    I will sure try with all that I have to love the Lord my God with all my heart, with all my soul and with all my strength. (Deuteronomy 6:5)

"When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is mankind that you are mindful of them, human beings that you should care for them? You made them a little lower than the angels and crowned them with glory and honor." Psalm 8: 3-5

    

A Divine Appointment

 "All your works praise you, Lord; your faithful people extol you. They tell of the glory of your kingdom and speak of your might, so that all people may know of your mighty acts and the glorious splendor of your kingdom." Psalm 145: 11-12

    It began as a typical snowy, gray day, one on which the Light of God would shine brightly, altering it for His glory.

    I had accompanied my husband to his medical appointment. Dave had worn his ballcap with the cross of Christ on it, formed by three nails. As we entered the waiting room, doffing our wintry garments, a man commented, "Nice hat." On a curved couch sat a man and his wife, holding hands. We sat opposite them and Christ became the Chief Cornerstone of that medical building as our conversation centered 'round the cross. 

    The woman soon brought her testimony to light. Twenty-two years ago, she had broken her back and died on the operating table. Tears flowed, causing her to pause and wipe her eyes. It was clear that the memory of that day was as vivid as if it had just happened yesterday.

    "I was in a tunnel when I saw Him," she began. "He wasn't dark or light in complexion, but tan with curly, shoulder-length hair." Her voice became ragged with emotion. "Oh, He was beautiful, just beautiful!"

    The words of the hymn, "Beautiful Savior" came to my mind:

"Beautiful Savior, King of creation,

Son of God and Son of Man;

Truly I love Thee, truly I serve Thee,

Light of my soul, my joy, my crown."

    I almost began to sing in spontaneous worship, so enraptured was I by her testimony. After all, across from me sat an eyewitness to the Face of Christ. How awesome is that?

    My thoughts were interrupted by her continuation. "As much as I didn't want to leave, He was telling me it wasn't yet my time. I must return. The next thing I heard was a nurse yelling at me to breathe as she frantically worked on my chest."

    With a broad smile, she concluded, "If anyone ever doubts the reality of a Living Jesus, I tell them, 'I have seen the Lord!'" We parted with a hug and a promise to look for each other at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb.

    We never know what a day will bring, but when we bring Christ to the center stage, we know it's going to be a glorious day!

"When I saw Him, I fell at His feet as though dead. Then He placed His right hand on me and said, 'Do not be afraid. I am the First and the Last. I am the Living One. I was dead and now look, I am alive forever and ever! And I hold the keys of death and Hades.'" Revelation 1: 17-18