The Battle Rages

In this life, we are in a battle or heading into one. That’s life. This year has been one of conflict within our physical bodies, but the spirit still holds on to God’s unchanging hand. I’ve been having hearing problems in my left ear due to fluid in the inner ear. After going to an ear doctor recently, he also did a hearing test on my ears, and I have some hearing loss in both ears. I guess most of the loss came from all the practice with firearms and competitive shooting.

Take heart my friends! I now have practice hearing God’s voice much more than the time spent shooting. I long to hear His voice, and it means more to me than any awards man can give. Do you desire to hear the praise of the voice of this world, or is your heart hungering to hear the voice of God? Only in God’s word and the inner voice of the Holy Spirit is there true peace and liberty. LISTEN! God is still speaking and He is still waiting to hear your voice. So when your battles come, you can rest assured Christ will be with you every step of the way. There is the victory, and it is only in Christ Jesus. Let the battle rage on, you are still in the hands of God..

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A Remembered Moment

Sitting in church tonight, an eventfrom my past came to mind. It had been several years ago, I was walking on my mail route. I had just finished the main part of Summit drive and walked around a home going back into a cul-de-sac. There were about five homes there and after giving mail to the first two houses, I was walking to the third when the lady of the house stepped out to greet me. We had only been talking for about a minute,when she began to tall me about her little girl. She related to me that her daughter was three years old and their doctor had told the parents that their little girl had a hole in her heart and may need an operation. I prayed with the mother that day for God to close up the hole and make her well in Jesus name. She thanked me and I went on my way. About five years later I was in our local grocery store when this mother came up to me with her daughter who looked to be about eight years old. She spoke to her daughter and said”honey, this the man who prayed for you.” The girl ran over and wrapped her arms around me and thanked me for praying. The Lord had closed up the whole in her heart. Isn’t that just like God, to heal this little child. I believe I had given God the glory when I first found out, but recalling the sweetness of that hug from a thankful child, I just had to give Jesus that sweet hug I had received because some things never grow old. Praise the Lord! Be Blessed and Remain a Blessing.

Silent Night

Silent night Holy night, sounds wonderful doesn’t it. Of course most of us have spoken or  sung these words. Many times in our childhood at Christmas time, the family would gather round and sing this song. Being adults now, we still are able to humble ourselves and enjoy it once again with fond memories.

  I am glad everyday is special and that we don’t have to wait for a certain time of year to sing this song. To me, every night is a silent night and is  holy. Late at night there are no sounds and all is quiet. I don’t always sit and read, but I wait quietly that perchance I will hear His voice and visit with Him for a moment. If I can keep my heart focused on Him, perhaps He may stay with me a little longer.

This is my favorite time to wait on God. What is your best time? Maybe after the kids have gone to school and the house is quiet for a little while.  Whatever is best, morning, noon or night, take time to get quiet and wait for Him. It can be a time of refreshing, healing, or just a process of learning to listen for His voice. Give God that special moment. He is looking forward to it just as much as you are.

Now run to Him and experience a life changing moment that will carry you through all eternity. Be Blessed  and Remain a Blessing.