Don't Listen To Glum

Back in the day, there was a cartoon called Gulliver's Travels and one of the characters was called Glum. He was very negative and walked around all the time with his hands in his pockets spewing out negativity:

"It'll never work." "We'll never make it." "It's hopeless." "I told you it'll never work." "We're doomed."
Most of the time, Glum's travel mates just ignored his gloom and doom message, and always came out of the situation successfully. Our life's journey will experience many Glums along the way. These are people who let life beat them. They are cynical about life and they will try to make you believe that it's not worth trying.
Don't listen to Glum. Ignore Glum!!!
Feed your faith and starve your doubts, and never, never, never let anyone including yourself, cause you believe that it is not worth trying over and over.
It will work. You can make it. It is not hopeless. We are not doomed.
Jesus said, &q…

It's Already Done?

The phrase "It's already done!" has become extremely popular in Christian and secular circles. But every time I hear it or see it, I get angry, because I am believing for stuff that I cannot see. I have a passion for things that are not coming to pass. In my simple mind, it is not already done. Don’t try to convince me that it is already done if I cannot see it, touch it, taste it, hear it, or smell it.

But yesterday I received an explanation that is very convincing. If you know that you will not give up until it’s done, then it’s already done. You’ve already won if there is nothing that can get you to quit or give up.

I am always amazed at how people who live on the coast, can experience hurricanes and tropical storms destroy their homes and yet they continue to return and rebuild again and again. I would probably need to move more inland after the first one. But they are convinced that this is where they want to live and hurricanes cannot deter that conviction… so they c…

Christian Virtues & The Ungodly

I was like, "Lord, how long will they continue to prosper and I continue to Struggle (with a capital S)? I am here with clean hands doing the right thing and they get away with every evil and ungodly thing and are doing it with ease. I don't get it."

So, day by day I got angrier and angrier, feeling more and more unappreciated and insignificant. One day I heard a song, Take Me To The King. I stepped boldly into the throne room of God and unleashed a torrent of anger until I was completely emptied out.

Then, during early morning devotion I came across Psalm 73 (game changer). It described my thoughts and answered my questions at the same time. The ungodly will have an end. Though they prosper now, in the end it will not go well for them, unless of course, they turn their hearts to the Lord before its too late.

Do not fret because of evildoers, Nor be envious of the workers of iniquity. For they shall soon be mowed down like the grass, And wither as the green herb. Psalm 37:1-2


America Refocuses

A man named Todd Starnes, whose political views I do not share, wrote the following article. I heard it read over the radio while I was on my way to work the other morning. It made me weep. There has been so much racial unrest going on lately. Even the KKK has reared its ugly head once again to public protests. Everybody is protesting something or other. In the midst of all the uncivilized racial noise, Hurricane Harvey rolls over the southern gulf coast and reminds America that we are better than we have been living. Hurricane Harvey was a Category 4 hurricane with winds up to 130 miles per hour. Some areas received as much as 40 inches of rain. Flooding was wide spread and damages was catastrophic, claiming 45 lives in his wake.

At the end of Jesus' sermon on the mount, He said,

“Therefore whoever hears these sayings of Mine, and does them, I will liken him to a wise man who built his house on the rock and the rain descended, the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that ho…

At Home In My Shell

I live in a tortoise shell and most of the time, I'm okay with it because I know who I am and have a keen sense of self-awareness. I don't think life in a tortoise shell makes me looney, it just makes me who I am. I am an introvert, and I protect it like its precious gold because I think writers are cut from that mold. We are most alive when left alone.

The problem is when I venture out of my shell, I often find that I wished I hadn't. My engagement with others often proves unfortunate and I wished that I had just stayed at home. Where does this come from, I'm wondering? Do people roll their eyes in the back of their heads when they see me coming? If so, why is that? What is it about my personality that causes them to say, "Oh Lord, is she coming to the party?"

When I look inward, I see a person that is compassionate and fun to be around. I'm not annoying. I don't say everything that comes to my mind. I speak words that uplift and not tear down, and so …

Keep On Keeping On

I work in a tall building downtown on the 44th floor, and in the lunchroom where I eat, they have floor to ceiling windows. The other day I was sitting by the window and I looked straight down and a certain foreboding fear came over me, as though death was close upon me and the only thing standing between me and a painful demise, was a thin glass pane.
The next day it happened again, and again after that. Suddenly, I looked up into the sky and I imagined I could fly. I saw myself soaring up into the heights of heaven, higher than the building I was sitting in. The fear of death disappeared and I felt the fearful foreboding leave me. I became like a woman of power. Yesterday, as I sat at that same table, I saw myself flying and soaring over the traffic below without any fear or trepidation of evil demise.

"Fly like an eagle into the future, I want to fly like an eagle, let the Spirit carry me. I want to fly."  (Song lyrics by the artist, Seal)
I think, sometimes the things that …

Couldn't Triumph Over Me

I was at my wit’s end. I had just all I could stand to take of foolishness. Walking to my car, I was talking out loud to the Lord who had been strangely silent for quite some time. Seemingly, watching me suffer attack and doing nothing about it. I started my car and pulled out of the parking lot, still talking aloud to the Lord. I asked Him, “When are You going to get angry with the devil, because I am good and furious right now?” Early the next morning before sunrise, there came a storm with loud, scary, booming thunder. I said to myself, “Wow, it sounds like God is mad about something.”
Later that same day, I was reading my Bible and happened to run across the following passage, while looking for another verse of Scripture.
But in my distress (my outrage) I cried out to the Lord; yes, I cried to my God for help. He heard me from His sanctuary; my cry reached His ears. Then the earth quaked and trembled. The foundations of the heavens shook; they quaked because of His anger. Smoke pour…