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Psalm 139:9-10 (KJV)

9 If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;

10 Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

The blush of the morning Sun reveals that even there, He holds your right hand. He holds you as He soars your spirits in His Joy. Even if you are afar in the unknown seas, His comfort is with you. He holds you above the squalls of the waters.

The first moment of consciousness in the dawn is Jesus. You close your eyes, and empty the sleep of sands. He waits while you cleanse your thoughts only of Him. Then, He whispers, “Good Morning, I gave you a new day”! You experience the pure love as His child with no other cares in the world.

Jesus has shown you how to find Him intimately on the “wings of the morning”.   As you personally know Him deeper, your highest desire is to share His Love with the world. Those prayers you say in a solitary place; rise to Him with a sweet aroma. He whispers in the morning dew, “Join Me, I have equipped you with all you need to become a fisher of men.”

His hand will lead and hold you on your journey.

Prayer 1. Dear Father, my first love of life, please lead me beside the still waters and restore my soul.

Prayer 2. In the quietness of my solitary place dear Lord, please whisper again the path You hold before me.


Prayer 1. Dear Father, my first love of life, please lead me beside the still waters and restore my soul.

Prayer 2. In the quietness of my solitary place dear Lord, please whisper again the path You hold before me.




In the beginning….

Genesis 2:8 “Now the Lord had planted a garden in the east, in Eden; and there he put the man he had formed.”

Genesis 2:10-14 “A river watering the garden flowed from Eden; from there it was separated into four headwaters. The name of the first is the Pishon; it winds through the entire land of Havilah, where there is gold. (The gold of that land is good; aromatic resin and onyx are also there.) The name of the second river is the Gihon; it winds through the entire land of Cush. The name of the third river is the Tigris; it runs along the east side of Asshur. And the fourth river is the Euphrates.”

God names everything. Have you ever noticed that He names with Purpose? His Purpose is always living and loving. His Perfection cannot be changed ever. We are human and changeable, but our Teacher is God, He is unchangeable.

My husband likes to rename things in humor. They are always enjoyable to him. He calls our oldest daughter, LMA. “Last Minute Amy”, instead of her name, Amy. She is always late. Now we tell her that the meeting starts a whole hour earlier than it actually does. Yes, she is still late.

Years ago, instead of calling me dear or honey, he called me Mrs. P. Then our girls started calling him Mr. P. Our last name begins with a P. So after they were married, our son-in-laws started calling us by Mr. and Mrs. P. This is a nice difference from the normal mom and dad and seems special just for us.

When my first grand child tried to call me grandma, she ended up calling me “Gema”. Now all the rest of my five grand children call me that as well. It stuck! I love having a very unique name.

In the Old Testament of the Bible did you ever notice how many times God changed the names of His children? Here are a few:

Abram became Abraham because now he would be “a father of many nations”.
(Genesis 17:5)

Sarai became Sarah because now she would be “blessed as the mother of many nations”.
(Genesis 17:15)

Gideon became Jerub-Baal because he became “the Baal fighter”. (Judges 7:1)

Hadassah (sweet to righteousness) became Queen Esther “hiddeness” (Esther 2:10)

Simon Peter became Peter the “rock” of Jesus’ Church. (Matthew 16:18)

In my ladies group studying Gideon, this is a subject that came up. I asked God about the lesson of name changes. The answer sounded something like this; “Remember your name is written in My Book of Life? I have the right to name you, because I am your Father. Your parents named you because they had the right to on earth. I gave them that right. I have the right for your name in eternity with Me.”

We ladies began sharing messages of His Word to us. I spoke and shared this with them. I laughed, and asked, “Can you imagine God taking one of our Baby Name books and naming us?” They all laughed. Then I asked them, “What name do you suppose He has given us?” “What in our Purpose for Him are we following to be given a new name?”

Philippians 4:3 “Yes, and I ask you, loyal yokefellow, help these women who have contended at my side in the cause of the gospel, along with Clement and the rest of my fellow workers, whose names are in the book of life.”

He knows my name!


TREE WITH ROOTSIn Genesis chapter 12 there is a mystery of God’s promise to Abram and all of Israel. This is the promise of His children’s nation. These earthly people are the chosen God would call His own. Canaan, the fertile region was being established.

Abram built altars there for the Lord. Building these altars honored God in reverence, prayer and worship, and reminders of God’s Promises. They provided his understanding that God centered his life. The one condition was Abram had to leave his present home and move to an unknown territory. Abram’s obedience completed the Promise God gave him. Abram’s descendants would become a great nation.

Who answers these conditions today? I can think of many pastors and missionaries who have prayed and received this calling by God. There are many others. I am sure you understand this. Even you can be called to leave or led to leave like Ruth.

Do I believe His Promise? Do I trust Him enough to calm the storm I am in? Like Peter, I have wavered and looked at the waves, keeping my eyes off of Jesus. He says, “Where are you going my child? Come to me.” He clutches my hand, and raises me up.

So on went Abram in trust of God’s Promise. He went to a tree called Moreh at the city of Shecham which has a great dealing in Scripture used again and again in reminders of God’s supremacy.

While reading this Chapter, I did not recall this tree mentioned before. I love how God opens the breathing, living Word to my heart. Today particularly I needed this.

Trees, I thought. Where else have I read about these in the Bible? Oh my goodness, so many times. (it is a great challenge for you to look for these other trees) This tree, though, I never remembered. Moreh means “teacher” in Hebrew. This was the first place in Canaan that Abram went to build the altars.

Now, we know that the trees mentioned in the Bible have many purposes in God’s Creation of them. More than we could ever imagine. From the roots of the trees to the fruits of them, God has made an inexpressible and majestic tool for His Plan. It is written! Breathe it, consume it, and taste the promises of His Hope.

Genesis 12:6 –7 “Abram traveled through the land as far as the site of the great tree of Moreh at Shecham. At that time the Canaanites were in the land. The Lord appeared to Abram and said, ‘To your offspring I will give this land’. So he built an altar there to the Lord, who appeared to him. (this is just the beginning of this great tree).
The Canaan Promise unveiled. There, God gave a place for them.



At Christmas there are so many who face unexpected and sorrowful blows to their hearts.   Even for those of us as children of God, we have a high static of emotion.  Not only do those who do not experience that static, they are in the darkness of no hope at all.

As I visited the hospital this week for my Pre-Op tests to prepare for my brain surgery next week, God had a plan.  He gave me a poem to write just for those who He knew I would meet.  I was to share this poem with those who needed hope along with my book, “Fluttering Poems of Hope”.  They were all awaiting surgery during this Holiday Season.

There they were.  Have you ever seen such fear and darkness that permeated the air?  It was there right in front of me and all around that waiting room.  One by one, Jesus showed me His light to shine above the darkness in them.  Each one I prayed for, and each one I gave the gifts sharing Him to them.  I want to share this poem for those who need it this Christmas Season.


By Joan Allen Pfeiffer

Dear Jesus,

They tell me I need surgery.

Sometimes there is that fear.

Your hand grips me tighter,

And reminds me you are here.

Walk with me down the corridor,

Let me see your light.

There are others all around me,

Who did not sleep last night.

Take my selfishness away,

Open my eyes through yours.

Guide the illumination I seek,

So only the Love of you pours.

The goal of my salvation,

Is forever in my heart.

So many of the others,

Need to know Your part.

As you hold my hand dear Lord,

The Love of you enfolds.

Let me share the same,

Of what Your Promise holds.

James 1:17 “Every good gift and every perfect gift is from “Above” and comes down from the Father of Lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow of turning.”




2 Chronicles 20:21 “Jehoshaphat appointed men to sing to the Lord and to praise Him….

“Give thanks to the Lord, for His Love endures forever.”

As the armies were out there against Judah and Jerusalem, here is Jehoshaphat believing His voice to all who would hear.

2 Chronicles 20:15 “He said, Listen King Jehoshaphat and all who live in Judah and Jerusalem, this is what the Lord says to you: ‘Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army, for the battle is not yours, but God’s.”

The battle is not ours, it is God’s. Oh give thanks to the Lord, for His love endures forever.

Have we forgotten the battles of Gideon, of David, of Jericho? Whose were they? Certainly no one could have won those battles the way the Lord our God did.

I notice in all of these times, God wants our praise, our songs, our prayers, and our adoration of the one true God! This is what we can do, because He has made us with the availability to love Him.

I have been through many storms. I thought I could fix them on my own. I thought it was me who had the answer. Since when did I create the world, or make the man of God? Who makes the sunshine, the moon glow, or the stars sparkle? God forgive me when I forget who You are!

When Peter was falling and slipping into the waves, He took his eyes off of Jesus, and became afraid. Jesus held His hand out and raised Peter. We will not sink if we keep our eyes on the One who saves. He is our all in all.

Our pastor just gave us a service that involved the story of “Cinderella”. Aptly there were great comparisons that would meet our understandings of God. The one that stood out the most for me was when the Prince was searching for his love. The beautiful princess he had met at the ball.

The stepmother of Cinderella locked her up in the tower. She knew it was Cinderella that the Prince was searching for. Cinderella refused to assist the stepmother of all her plots if she let her go. The stepmother was angry and left Cinderella.
Then the men met the two stepdaughters and knew they were not the one they were searching for. The Prince asked the stepmother, “Are these all of your daughters?” The Stepmother lied saying, “yes”.

The Chief was moving his men to leave when he heard the most beautiful song he had ever heard. He asked, “Who is that singing?” The stepmother lied that it was some worker. The leader of the men, said, “No, I think we need to examine this more”.

In the end, the Prince found Cinderella, in her clothing of rags. He loved her still, and asked her to marry him. She of course said yes. As they were leaving her stepmother, Cinderella said, “I forgive you”.

This story reminds me of one specific scripture written.

I Samuel 16:1 “The Lord said to Samuel, ‘How long will you mourn for Saul since I have rejected his as king over Israel? Fill your horn with oil and be on your way; I am sending you to Jesse of Bethlehem, I have chosen one of his sons to be king.’

Here it is as the time that the Prince rejects the stepdaughters, and says there is another.

I Samuel 16:10-13 “Jesse had seven of his sons pass before Samuel, but Samuel said to him, “The Lord has not chosen these.” So he asked Jesse, “Are these all the sons you have?” “There is still the youngest,” Jesse answered, “but he is tending the sheep.” Samuel said, “Send for him; we will not sit down until he arrives.” So he sent and had him brought in. He was ruddy, with a fine appearance and handsome features. Then the Lord said, “Rise and anoint him; he is the one.” So, Samuel took the horn of oil and anointed him in the presence of his brothers, and from that day on the Spirit of the Lord came upon David in power.” Samuel then went back to Ramah.”

Are these all of your children? We cannot be hidden from God. We cannot hide from Him either. Even in the storms of the highest waves, the strongest winds, the quaking of the land, the Lord knows where His sheep are.

We will always see His Love in the storm. We belong to Him and He belongs to us. God is all we need.


Bridge Over Troubles Waters by Jimmie Scott

Romans 5:9-10 New International Version (NIV)

Since we have now been justified by his blood, how much more shall we be saved from God’s wrath through him! 10 For if, while we were God’s enemies, we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, how much more, having been reconciled, shall we be saved through his life!


How much more can we be saved? Is there more justification than the blood of Jesus? God planned the only solution of our salvation. He gave all His Love, His only Son, Jesus. There is no boundary. God is Love.


How would we tell a child? How can be simply share the understanding of His uncondtional Love.


My daughters needed to learn right from wrong. They had to experience what sin is. When that time happened, He let my spirit know. My chastisement of their wrongness usually caused tears of admissible sin. I hugged them in His forgiving love. Gently I held their head to look at my eyes and say, “There is someone who will always love and forgive you more.” They would shake their head no, not believing yet.


This is the time for God’s Word. I read the Bible about God’s love for His children. How Jesus died for them. This is how He forgave the sin they just did. (John 3:16)

“For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, so that whoever believeth in Him, shall not perish but have ever lasting life.”


To make a better understanding of His eternal Love, I asked them to listen to my heart. “Thump thump”, they would say. “Yes, I would tell them. That is the sound of Holy Spirit within me and He has carried my “thump love” in my new life with Jesus.” (the heart has two different, S1 and S2 sounds, I call them “thump love”.) I would read:

Psalm 8:2 New International Version (NIV)

Through the praise of children and infants
you have established a stronghold against your enemies,
to silence the foe and the avenger.

I would tell them; “Now, you know what sin is. This is when Jesus will save you. All you have to do is ask Jesus to come into your life. You will be forever His child and forgiven of all your sins. Forever is like sun, moon, and stars we see”. They would smile and say, “Yes, Mommy, I want Him to stay in my life”. So, we prayed, we prayed the most precious prayer of their life. “Dear Jesus, I know you died on the cross for my sins. I ask you to forgive me, to be my Lord and Savior all my life. I want to know you forever. Thank you, dear Jesus for loving me.”


I happen to have a stethoscope, and let them hear their own thump love. “See, I said, Jesus is in you now”. They would jump up and dance around singing. “Jesus loves me”. (I taught them that song from early childhood.)


How much more? There is no more. Jesus paid with everything God needed. He was no longer separated from us.   Jesus came in the flesh to cover our sins at the cross.


A few years ago I asked Jesus a question. (He likes our questions.) My question was, “How many more blessings are there? You have given me so many, there must be a limit.” God’s answer is written below:

Ezekiel 34:26 New International Version (NIV)

26 I will make them and the places surrounding my hill a blessing.[a] I will send down showers in season; there will be showers of blessing.


God is telling us that He showers us in blessings. There is no ending there is no limit. He does not charge us interest in our relationship with Him.



By Joan Allen Pfeiffer


How much more,

Will there be wars?

How much more,

Struggle at the oars?


How much more,

Could God display?

How much more,

When we pray?


How much more,

Could Jesus pay?

There is no more,

His Love will stay.


Jesus paid it all for our sins.





By Pastor Dan

I contacted Pastor Dan, a wonderful man of God. Years ago I visited him in my hometown church. The message that Sunday clasped the tightness of grief away from my heart. I have shared it with others, and now have received permission from him to share it publicly. I will protect his full identity from others who do not share in these beliefs.

About a year after one of my loved ones dies, I usually have a dream. I call it the “resurrection dream.” In the dream, the real life happenings leading up to the person’s death get reviewed.

‘But, I thought you had a stroke and were in a nursing home.’

‘But, I thought you dropped dead of a heart attack.’

‘But, I thought you were run over by a drunk driver.’

‘But, I thought you were thrown from the vehicle.’

And the person who was dead tells me, “It was a mistake. I am alive, and I’m ok.” And in the dream they are concretely alive. I can see their person. I can hear his or her voice. I can touch them like I used to. I am always confused, relieved, mystified, apprehensive, joyful….all at once. But I awake in peace. The dream always unlocks something for me, sending me on my way toward life after death.

I always think there must be some archetypal truth to that dream. I always hope that there is some kind of universal truth of the human experience of resurrection in it. When I read the post-resurrection appearance stories like Jesus’ encounter with Thomas, I do so from a vantage point of one who has lived through the trauma of parting. I do so as one who has been confused, apprehensive, and relieved. I do so as one who has lived in the joyful mystery that somehow, someway, the power of life outlives the power of death.

In post-resurrection appearance stories, I always imagine that the disciples go through something like I do in my ‘resurrection dream’. It doesn’t take much to conjure up an understanding of their confusion, their apprehension, their polarities of sadness and joy as they mourn the end of the three years of ministry with Jesus, the three days of conflict and loss, and now deal with the ambiguity of a rising.

The fact is; they were touched by this Jesus….they bought into the things He said and the way He lived. They had experienced in Him the way the world ought to be. They walked with Him in His life, in His work, and in His suffering and death albeit in varying degrees of admirability. No matter how we scrutinize their behavior, they were there with Him through it in some degree of proximity.

So there they were in today’s story, alone but together, fearful, hiding in a locked up room on the night of the first Easter Sunday. They undoubtedly were trying to process the fast events of those days that were like a dream, nay, a nightmare, while they also lived in fear over what was next. “What was I thinking”? “If I’d have only done this instead of that!” “Where did the body go? Is He really risen from the dead?” “What’s going to happen to us?”

It was then that Jesus came to them, as they hid, locked in fear. The power of the resurrection began to shine forth for them when they saw their beloved Lord and they hear His voice saying, “Peace be with you.” He once again became a reality for them when he let them touch the wounds in His hands and side and breathed on them the Holy Spirit. Jesus unlocked for them the paschal mystery in which they had been participating. He was unlocking them in order to set them on course toward new life. And He did so by reminding them of their orientation to His way of life that they bought into: “As the father has sent me, so I send you. If you forgive the sins of any, they are forgiven them; if you retain the sins of any they are retained.”

I always think it must have been like a dream; like a quiet, amazing, beautiful, real, intimate dream Jesus quietly arose and began appearing to the people He had chosen to live His way of life, and carry out His mission. It must have been like a dream that, in a finite way, points to a reality that is so awesome, so moving, so profound, and so infinite.

The stark contrast between the finite and the infinite was exactly Thomas’ problem, and it’s a reasonable problem. Thomas, like any of us who were not there, as much as said, “I don’t get it. Y’all are nuts…going around talking about seeing Jesus alive. Unless I see I cannot believe.”

And in case we didn’t get the boundless character of Jesus in the first appearance to the disciples, we can’t help but to get it when Jesus appeared to Thomas. Not bound by death and the grave, not bound by fear and locked doors, not bound by even time and space, Jesus came back again for Thomas. “Peace be with you, “ Jesus said to Thomas, “Put your finger here and see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it in my side. Do not doubt, but believe.”

At that moment, Jesus gave Thomas exactly what he needed for faith. The finite and the infinite converged. The bound became unbound. The locked became the unlocked. And Thomas uttered that moving faith declaration, “My Lord and My God!” And it echoes down through the centuries to us, who have not seen and yet believe.

As for the disciples on that first Easter night, form our perspective all these centuries later, the resurrection sometimes seems like half-dream and half-reality; half finite and half infinite. But the fact of the matter is that we live on this side of it and in its power. We are literally affected by Christ’s boundlessness to time and space. We live deeply, concretely in His real presence at our core and that does something good to our daily lives. It makes us rise.

So, do not doubt, but believe.

John 20:19-29New International Version (NIV)

Jesus Appears to His Disciples

19 On the evening of that first day of the week, when the disciples were together, with the doors locked for fear of the Jewish leaders, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you!” 20 After he said this, he showed them his hands and side. The disciples were overjoyed when they saw the Lord.

21 Again Jesus said, “Peace be with you! As the Father has sent me, I am sending you.” 22 And with that he breathed on them and said, “Receive the Holy Spirit. 23 If you forgive anyone’s sins, their sins are forgiven; if you do not forgive them, they are not forgiven.”

Jesus Appears to Thomas

24 Now Thomas (also known as Didymus[a]), one of the Twelve, was not with the disciples when Jesus came. 25 So the other disciples told him, “We have seen the Lord!”

But he said to them, “Unless I see the nail marks in his hands and put my finger where the nails were, and put my hand into his side, I will not believe.”

26 A week later his disciples were in the house again, and Thomas was with them. Though the doors were locked, Jesus came and stood among them and said, “Peace be with you!” 27 Then he said to Thomas, “Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it into my side. Stop doubting and believe.”

28 Thomas said to him, “My Lord and my God!”

29 Then Jesus told him, “Because you have seen me, you have believed; blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed.”

In my own understanding of Pastor Dan’s message, I am risen. Yes, I will admit that I too have had those “resurrection dreams.” I am not the only one who has besides him. Where is that cord that connects the finite to the infinite in Jesus? Faith to believe.


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Thy Loving Kindness Is Better Than Life

Psalm 63:3 – 4 KJV

 “Because thy loving kindness is better than life, my lips shall praise thee, thus will I bless thee while I live: I will lift up my hands in thy name.”



Oh, how I love this song. During my years at Bible College, our choir was taught this beautiful hymn. We sang it all over Arizona. From Flagstaff up north, all they way down to Bisbee, this song blessed so many churches.

My favorite place, however, was in Sedona. There in Sedona is a beautiful Chapel with special acoustics marbled into it. This song reverberated again and again. The result to me, sounded like angels singing.



By St. Augustine

It has the hands to help others.

It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy.

It has the eyes to see misery and want.

It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men.

That is what Love looks like.


A great description of what loving kindness is like. St. Augustine wrote this between 354 AD and 450 AD. I think he must have read the above verse.


Lord, when did we see thee hungry…

Or thirsty…

A stranger…

Or naked…

Or in prison?

I think this is Loving kindness simply said. Walk humbly with your God.


A 505 foot by 255 foot American Flag was flown from the downstream face of the dam. The flag weighed 3,000 pounds and was hoisted by three separate cables located at the top of the dam. The flying of the flag was part of a ceremony in which the 1996 Summer Olympic torch, on its way to Atlanta, Georgia, was carried across Hoover Dam.
A 505 foot by 255 foot American Flag was flown from the downstream face of the dam. The flag weighed 3,000 pounds and was hoisted by three separate cables located at the top of the dam. The flying of the flag was part of a ceremony in which the 1996 Summer Olympic torch, on its way to Atlanta, Georgia, was carried across Hoover Dam.


Today, 15 years ago now, people still ask where were you on September 11, 2001. Where was I? I was living in Maryland at the time, 17 miles from Washington D.C.

At that time, my husband and I owned a small auto repair shop. As usual, we had several appointments in the early morning, and the television was on. Our customers would sit having coffee and watch the news. I was always behind the counter.

One of our customers said, “Oh my God, a plane just hit the World Trade Center.” I turned from the counter to see the television. We all were thinking this was just an unfortunate experience. As the news continued to show the smoking building, another plane hit the other tower. It was then decided by everyone in the room, we were under attack. The United States of America was being attacked.

Shock, is not the total evaluation of this immense violation. The question in everyone’s mind became, “Now what? What is next? Where do we go that is safe? Should we stay here, go home, go to our children’s school, call our loved ones?” On and on these questions were being asked. Then….then the Pentagon was hit.


I had an ensign in our office waiting for his car. He immediately picked up his cell phone attempting to call his office. His phone did not work. There was nothing but static.

I handed him my Nextel phone. He tried it, and got through. His office had been hit. He did not know who was injured. They told him to stay where he was.

We were located between Andrews Air Force Base and the Patuxent Naval Base. Normally we heard the military jets flying over the area. Then, that sound left us. There was an eerie silence.

Our first thoughts were about the President. Where is President Bush? He needs to be safe so the country can still stay under command and order.

He was shown to be in a school with children. He was reading to them. Sitting quietly in a chair, a man came up to him and handed a note. President Bush just quietly looked at it, with a bit of a flinch appearing in his eyes. Then he quietly and eloquently pardoned his need to leave.

The governor of Maryland came on the news. He was almost choking when he spoke. All retail businesses not considered necessary were to close. He told us to drive home and stay there. All the schools were evacuated and parents took their children home.

Washington D.C. became a war defense appearing. There was complete chaos to get the firefighters, police, and the military at the Pentagon. Many people were doing that stomp of a cattle drive.

The National Guard was ordered to protect the Pennsylvania Street around the White House and the city. Traffic was stopped in many areas. People abandoned their cars after the news announced a fourth plane crashed in the state of Pennsylvania. The news was a plane in Pennsylvania had been rerouted.  The destination was headed straight for Washington D.C.  A massive fear grew feverishly.

That is where I was on 9/11/2001.  My husband and I felt like we were in a center of the bulls-eye for this attack. Our children were at home with us. The television was on constantly.  My neighborhood was busily checking on everyone. I had knocked on our neighbors door.  Phones were still not working. The husband was an Air Force Pilot stationed at the Pentagon. His wife had not heard from him.  Later he arrived home very tired and worn.

Our neighbors further down had a grand-daughter we knew. She was one of our customers on a regular basis. Mr. Stone was concerned since no one had heard from her or her fiancé.  They were both Naval Ensigns assigned in the targeted office of the Pentagon.

The Pilot lived, the two young people died. Their funeral service was filled outside the doors of the church. The parents of the couple decided to bury side by side. They were to be married in the next month. The 21-Gun Salute and the bugle playing TAPS was surrounded in silence. The mourners pressed their hands over their hearts. Their eyes were fixed on the America Flags draping their caskets. They were only 21 years old.

Over the following days, weeks, and months, the world changed immensely. There was no hatred between our political officials.   Everyone was flying flags in their yards, on their cars, and anywhere there was space. All retail stores were running out of the American Flag.  I flew my father’s flag presented to me at his memorial service. I knew he would want me to.

NATO was on the positive side for all the countries. So many people in the towers were from other countries, not just America. They had experienced loss as well. For that short shearing time of shared grief, the world stood in love together.

Our country was singing every song they could in patriotism. There were new and old songs alike. Every item in red, white, and blue became the number one in sales. Yes in the singing, even Congress sang on the steps of our Capitol Building in unison.







Where were you? Serving our country? Many today were in school as a young American learning history. We are still in “His Story”, there is more coming our way. God has told us what to expect in His Holy Bible. We should be ready and waiting for the next plan of His.





Many people around our country of America have forgotten not only our attack, but how many others were also attacked that day. Good or bad, right or wrong, painful or pleasant, all history is to be remembered. When we forget, there is that canon that is readied at the wrong end. Who is our enemy?


1 Peter 5:8-11 The Message (MSG)

He Gets the Last Word/Believe Jesus Gets The Last Word

8-11 Keep a cool head. Stay alert. The Devil is poised to pounce, and would like nothing better than to catch you napping. Keep your guard up. You’re not the only ones plunged into these hard times. It’s the same with Christians all over the world. So keep a firm grip on the faith. The suffering won’t last forever. It won’t be long before this generous God who has great plans for us in Christ—eternal and glorious plans they are!—will have you put together and on your feet for good. He gets the last word; yes, he does.

The Message (MSG)








Zechariah 2 and 8

Zechariah 2:8 King James Version (KJV)
8 For thus saith the LORD of hosts; After the glory hath he sent me unto the nations which spoiled you: for he that toucheth you toucheth the apple of his eye.

OH, Tell us again, Father!
Isaiah 7:14 New International Version (NIV)
14 Therefore the Lord himself will give you[a] a sign: The virgin[b] will conceive and give birth to a son, and[c] will call him Immanuel.[d]

Matthew 1:23New International Version (NIV)
23 “The virgin will conceive and give birth to a son, and they will
call him Immanuel”[a] (which means “God with us”).

His name is Jesus, “the Lord saves”, His name is Immanuel, “God with us”.

I often wonder why we only hear these songs once a year. God is always with us, not just at Christmas time. I hesitate to even mention why we celebrate Christmas at the time we do anyway. Perhaps you know. In reality it does not matter, we celebrate Him. This is what matters, to celebrate Him.

The Apple of His eye, the people of Israel, where Jesus was born. The chosen people of Israel to give us the word of God. The son of David lineage, Jesus was born on earth. They seem to celebrate God many times. In Exodus 23:16 , He says; “Celebrate the Festival of Harvest with the first fruits of the crops you sow in your field.” This is a verse I have memorized. Celebrate! Oh, let’s celebrate! Let’s celebrate the first fruits, the seeds that we sow for Jesus, for the Gospel.

Shabbat was one of the most important celebrations God gave the Jewish. Is there a real reason that Christians cannot celebrate some of these days? I wonder if we did embrace the Praise of God with one another, that perhaps Jesus would be known as their Messiah. Maybe, they would see the oneness of Jesus. Their eyes are closed right now. What does Jesus want us to do?

He gave us the God given scriptures through His chosen children. They have closed their eyes to truth, and still search for the Messiah. He is already here! He reigns!

Together we could let the light shine through. The Light of Jesus is stronger than any darkness around us. How many Christians were born again in a celebrated service? How many pastors and those who speak the truth of Jesus, has God used? We should celebrate together! Immanuel, God with us!

Do we think that we cold not celebrate together? Isn’t the Passover as important to us as it is to them? Isn’t Shabbot as important to celebrate as it is to them? If we reach out with their celebrations, do you think they might be led to reach out to ours? After all, what is it that we would be celebrating together? The Love of God! If then the Spirit carries that Love to our hearts, do we think that Jesus will not be found?

So many times God has shown us this. One in particular is Jonah. He was sent to Ninevah to call upon the Assyrians asking them to repent their sins. Ninevah? Really?
Jonah 1:2 New International Version (NIV)
2 “Go to the great city of Nineveh and preach against it, because its wickedness has come up before me.”

God had already put Jonah into a fish because he did not obey Him. Then God gave a miracle to Jonah, and saved him from the fish. I am sure Jonah thought he would drown.

Then after this wonderful miracle, for the second time God told him, yes, told him to go to the great city of Ninevah, to give them His message. Do you think that this time Jonah hesitated. That answer is no!

However, Jonah was so angry with God because He forgave Ninevah. After all Jonah had gone through to get this far, he was angry at God. This is not a place I would want to be, but I have been. I am sure many others have also. It is a piece of pride of self. You say, “wait a minute, God, wait a dog gone minute. Look what I had to go through to finally not be afraid to do your work”.

Do you know what God says to us? “Have you any right to be angry?” Do you know what Jonah says? He says in the self pity, wallowing in mud, “well, just take me Home Lord. For it is better for me to die than to live”. Oh, my God, I just got out of there myself! Self pity…shame on me, and in front of God my Father who loves me most. Shame, shame on me.

But Jonah, did not turn yet to see this. No, he felt so sorry for himself he found a place to make a shelter and watch what would happen to Ninevah. He was thinking, “I almost died to get this far, to see Ninevah destroyed by God”.

God made a vine to wrap Jonah from the heat in shade. God made a beautiful fresh vine. Then God let it scorch in the morning. He asked Jonah, again, “do you have a right to be angry with me?” Jonah says, “of course I do, I am ready to die.”
(feel sorry for me, just let me give up, he says)

God teaches a great thing to us and to Jonah. He says,” you have been concerned about this vine, but you did nothing to take care of it, to nurture it. And it died overnight. But Ninevah has more than a hundred and twenty thousand people who cannot tell their right hand from their left, and many cattle as well. Should I not be concerned about that great city?”

Now, there is an assignment He gave me today. Read all of Jonah. It is not long, but opens our hearts to His living Word.

What does this have to do with Israel and the church? Do we want Israel to be destroyed? Do we not want them to know that Jesus is their Messiah? Are there not thousands there who need to know their right hand from their left? Should we not be concerned about the city of God, Jerusalem? Let’s pray for them, because prayer is the strongest Power of God. Remember our Glory Moments? They come from our prayers.

Hebrews 12:22New International Version (NIV)
22 But you have come to Mount Zion, to the city of the living God, the heavenly Jerusalem. You have come to thousands upon thousands of angels in joyful assembly,

I do not want to ever be like Jonah again. I do not want to ever think about giving up on the One who Loves me most. I know that what God sees is His city of Jerusalem in great need. Jesus is the Power of God through the Holy Spirit. How will they see His light unless He shines through us.

We are a light.
Matthew 5:14-16King James Version (KJV)
14 Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on an hill cannot be hid.
15 Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house.
16 Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.

Just yesterday I received a message from one of our brothers in Israel. He mentioned to me how many Messianics, even a Rabbi have denounced their faith in Jesus. They were overcome by the lies of Satan.

So many of our brothers and sisters in Israel are kidnapped by family members and friends to “deprogram” their beliefs in Yeshua. Have you ever felt that Satan was telling you those lies too? I have, and Jesus has overcome.

This comes from “The Messianic Prophecy Bible Project”, please pray for them, they need our support.

Romans 10:1King James Version (KJV)
10 Brethren, my heart’s desire and prayer to God for Israel is, that they might be saved.

Isaiah 5:13 “My people perish for lack of knowledge so there will be a famine in the land.”

Not only my heart’s desire, but our church’s heart’s desire.