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Let’s Eat!-Part 3

30 Jun

SUNDAY MEMORIES

Judy Wills

Still thinking of our/my time in Albuquerque, New Mexico, growing up, and the places where we liked to eat.  Of course we discovered McDonald’s and their 15 cent hamburgers (still love their french fries!).  

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There was an eatery on the corner of Central Avenue (main street of Albuquerque, U.S. Route 66) and San Mateo, called Bimbo’s.  As teenagers we used to go there a lot.  They had good burgers, but I also learned to love hot fudge sundae’s there!  Had my first one there, and did a repeat often.  I’m surprised I didn’t weigh a ton from all the french fries, burgers and hot fudge sundaes I ate! 

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I asked Bill (my brother) if there were other eateries he liked that I haven’t mentioned.  Here is his response:

Judy,

The only restaurant I can think of that you haven’t already listed was a little Mom and Pop restaurant (Can’t remember the name ) I discovered, on fourth Street downtown, where I took DiVoran and my friend Bud for a celebration meal (can’t remember what occasion).  We had a T-bone steak (cooked to order) with two sides and iced tea for $1.00+4 cents tax each. I took DiVoran there a lot. I’ll let you know if I think of any other places.   Don’t forget the Fitzgeraldā€˜s ice cream after church every Sunday night on Granny’s homemade cherry pie.

To elaborate on the ā€œGranny’s homemade cherry pieā€ that Bill mentioned…either mother or Granny would make a cherry pie most Sunday afternoons.  Following church on Sunday evening, we would stop by Fitzgerald’s to pick up a pint of homemade vanilla ice cream to go on top of that cherry pie.  Man was that good!  We didn’t have microwave ovens then, so we didn’t warm up the pie – but it was still good with Fitzgerald’s ice cream on it!

The Mom and Pop that Bill mentioned – there are so many eateries along Fourth Street…and the possibility it isn’t in existence anymore…makes it impossible to find the place now.  And Fourth Street is one of the main North/South arteries in Albuquerque.  Central Avenue (U.S. Route 66) is East/West, with downtown being the main area, and Fourth Street the other direction.  

Not directly in Albuquerque, there was a steak house in Santa Fe where we went occasionally.  It was about 90 miles away, and on the interstate it didn’t take too long to travel (at 70 mph!).  Fred’s remembers it was called the ā€œU and I Steakhouse.ā€   The steak would just about fill the plate, and along with that was a vegetable and Texas Toast and a drink.  All that for $1.50!  And the steak was so tender you could cut it with the fork!  No knife needed!

I don’t remember many other places where we went to eat in Albuquerque that I haven’t mentioned.  Those were the days where we ate at home more than eating out.  Not enough money, Mother’s homemade meals were the best (Daddy was a hunter, so we ate a lot of venison meals – steaks, roasts, chili, etc.), bbq at home, etc.  

~~~~~~~~~~To Be Continued~~~~~~~~~~

Judy is living in Central Florida with her retired U.S. Air Force husband of 50+ years. Born in Dallas, Texas, she grew up in the Southwestern United States.She met her husband at their church, where he was attending the university in her town. After college and seminary, he entered the Air Force, and their adventures began.They lived in eight of our United States, and spent six years in Europe, where their oldest daughter was born. She was a stay-at-home mom for many years .

  Judy has always been involved with music, both playing the piano and singing. Always interested in exercise, she was an aerobic dancing instructor, as well as a piano teacher for many years, and continues to faithfully exercise at home.

After moving to Central Florida, she served as a church secretary for nearly nine years.Her main hobby at this point in time is scanning pictures and 35mm slides into the computer. She also enjoys scrapbooking.She and her husband have two married daughters and four grandchildren, including grandtwins as well as a great-grandson and a great-granddaughter. She and her husband enjoy the Disney parks as often as possible.

Hope in Fear

29 Jun

Guest Post

Rebekah Lyn

Reblogged from Rebekah Lyn’s Kitchen

I recently started reading through the book of Joshua again. The words of Rahab struck me. ā€œā€˜I know that the Lord has given you this land and that a great fear of you has fallen on us, so that all who live in this country are melting in fear because of you. We have heard how the Lord dried up the water of the Red Sea for you when you came out of Egypt, and what you did to Sihon and Og, the two kings of the Amorites east of the Jordan, whom you completely destroyed. When we heard of it, our hearts melted in fear and everyone’s courage failed because of you, for the Lord your God is in heaven above and on the earth below.ā€™ā€ (Joshua 2:9-11)

Rahab spoke these words to the spies Joshua sent into Jericho before the Israelites besieged the city. The people of Jericho had not seen the Israelite army, but they had heard of the way God had provided them with victory in miraculous ways. The knowledge of the power of the God of the Israelites made the people of Jericho fearful. Here in America, we don’t hear of people being fearful of God’s power, yet if we look closely, I believe we can still see it in their actions.

Those who don’t follow Christ are the people most ardently pushing anti-Christ behaviors. They are the ones trumpeting rights to abortion, rights for same-sex marriage, rights to euthanasia, and the legalization of drugs. All these go against God’s plan for humanity. Pushing for these things, and criticizing followers of Christ for not getting onboard, is one way to diminish the power of the body of Christ, to silence us into submission.

People intimidate believers not to speak out by labeling them as intolerant and judgmental. The truth is, we love the people God created enough to speak out, to shine a light into the darkness, and declare the truth of God’s word. A holy fear of God and the ultimate judgment day that awaits each one of us should empower God’s people. The insults hurled at us and any consequence forced upon us by those who don’t believe are temporary trials we endure, fleeting in the grand scheme of eternity.

Rahab didn’t know the history of the Israelites. She didn’t know the law that Moses brought down to the people from Mount Sinai. Merely the rumors of God’s acts made her heart tremble with fear, making her willing to risk her life to assist the Israelite spies. In assisting them, she saved her life and the lives of her family on the day the Israelites attacked the city. She also found herself worthy of finding a place in the genealogy of Jesus.

When we live in a holy fear of God and the power He holds, we can find hope in knowing He wants the very best for His children. Charles Spurgeon commented on the trap of ā€œcarnal securityā€ believers can fall into. After coming to faith, one may live free of doubts, fears, or challenges for many years and feel they have overcome sin in their lives. In this state of security, one may stop pursuing the knowledge of God. Spurgeon exhorts us to ā€œnever get beyond spiritual conflicts, beyond striving against our corruption, beyond hating the garment spotted by the flesh. May we never get beyond a holy filial (dutiful) fear and a grave anxiety, so that in all we do we may be pleasing and acceptable in the sight of God.ā€

Do you need some encouragement to face a trial or learn how to pray? Visit my resources page for some of the music and books I’ve found encouraging.

Wisdom is a Gift

24 Jun

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Proverbs 2:8-9  

Wisdom is a gift from a generous God; every word he speaks is full of revelation and becomes a fountain of understanding within you.

The Lord has a hidden storehouse of wisdom accessible to his godly lovers. He becomes your bodyguard as you follow his ways, protecting and guarding you as you choose what is right. 

Then, you will do everything properly and fairly and be empowered to make the right decisions as you walk into your destiny. 

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DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, ā€œWell, it’s going to be a very short story.ā€ After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, ā€œI could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.ā€

Hope in the Way

22 Jun

Guest Post

Rebekah Lyn

Reblog Rebekah Lyn’s Kitchen

Summer is road trip season. My family had the blessing of taking incredible road trips, reaching as far north as Newfoundland, Canada, and as far west as the eastern edge of British Columbia. Mom diligently studied maps and AAA TripTiks to plan the best routes, and we were lucky to seldom come across detours.

If only our lives were so blessed. Detours happen when we least expect them and when they are most inconvenient. Rarely are they enjoyable so it’s easy to pout that we aren’t getting our way when we have to bend to the will of others – be that road crews or disrupted plans.

As Jesus’ days on Earth grew shorter, He spoke to His disciples about the way ahead of them. In John 14, Jesus tells them that He is going to prepare a place for them in His Father’s house and that they know the way to the place where He is going. Thomas is brave enough to question this, as they don’t yet understand where Jesus is going.

Thomas asked, ā€œLord, we don’t know where you are going, so how can we know the way?ā€ (John 14:5) This is something we all grapple with at some point. Where is God leading in this situation? How can I follow when I can’t see the path? My GPS doesn’t have a destination, so how can it route me?

Jesus’ answer was simple. ā€œI am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you really know me, you will know my Father as well.ā€ (John 14:6-7) We get to know Jesus by spending time with Him, praying, studying His word, serving others, and listening for His voice.

When our life takes an unexpected detour and there are no signs showing us the way, we can place our reliance on God to direct our steps, but only if we attune ourselves to Him. He is our hope in the darkness, our signpost on the unfamiliar road. We have to accept that there are reasons for the changes in our plans that we may never understand. Our ways are not always God’s ways and we have to trust that His ways are better for us.

The only way that truly matters is His Way, the way of life, truth, and eternal relationship with the Father. Walking in that way doesn’t guarantee a smooth trip, but it does guarantee a place for us in the eternal kingdom. That is a much better destination than any we can imagine here on Earth.

Exploring Close to Home

20 Jun

On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

We enjoyed a beautiful spring here in the mountains of Western North Carolina. The weather was a perfect mix of coolish evenings with daytime highs in the 60s and 70s. On my husbands good days we lazed on our porch, drinking coffee, watching the birds at the feeders and talking about nothing.

Our daughter who lives in Florida drove up last Wednesday to spend a week with us. She brought our grand dog Ollie with her.

The days flew by and before we knew it Monday was here, she planned to leave on Tuesday and we hadn’t gone on a single nature drive or had a picnic. That simply would not do.

In May we purchased a Georgia State Park pass so that we could explore closer to home than the GSMP. We decided on an impromptu drive to the Tallulah Gorge State Park complete with a picnic.

I have a very nice picnic cloth but is is rather large and bulky. I wanted quick and compact. I keep several Dollar store plastic table clothes in my picnic supply bag. I snagged one.

Instead of packing a large picnic bag, I chose the small, plastic bag I use to carry snacks and tucked the cloth into it.

Lastly, I put together individual plastic containers filled with meats and cheese and put them into a small cooler. We always have our water bottles with us. And we were out the door!!

At the park, we were surprised how many people were at the visitor center. The cool spring weather had deserted us and the day was a warm 82 degrees. This park has multiple waterfalls that can be reached by a 2 mile loop hike. Sounds easy, right? Except those two miles include around 2,000 stairs.

My husband and I ventured to the first waterfall before the stairs began. At the stairs, signs were posted warning that people who are not in good physical condition should not proceed. We didn’t go any further but our daughter did.

After our picnic we decided to drive further south to revisit Toccoa Falls, located on the campus of Toccoa Falls College. I think the last time we were there was in the 1980s. It was a very short walk from the Welcome center.

There is something about spending time in nature, that seems to reset one’s soul. Maybe it has to do with how immense nature and mountains are or the mark of our Father God imprinted on it.

Our daughter decided to stay an extra day. It was a girl’s day, we watched Hallmark movies, ate ice cream and I am not sure if we had supper.

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I’m a general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  

My 2023 goal is continue to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media.

When Will God Heal Me

29 May

Walking by Faith, Not by sight

Janet Perez Eckles

Reblogged 5/29/24

I held my mom’s hand and my 10-year-old mind took in the scenery. We zig zagged through the crowded narrow, cobblestone streets of my hometown of La Paz, Bolivia. The stench of the exhaust coming from the dilapidated busses mixed with the odor wafting from the sewage affected no one, including the street vendors. They sat at the edge of the sidewalks selling random items such as bananas, Bazooka gum, matches, bags of nuts and other items.

That’s why the scene related in Acts 3 brings back memories of my hometown. John and Peter stood before the crippled beggar outside the temple called Beautiful. ā€œThen Peter said, ā€˜Silver or gold I do not have, but what I have I give you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, walk.’ Taking him by the right hand, he helped him up, and instantly the man’s feet and ankles became strong. He jumped to his feet and began to walk. Then he went with them into the temple courts, walking and jumping, and praising Godā€ (Acts 3:1-9

From time to time, we’re all at the same gate, crippled by fear, bound by insecurities, limited by all that’s out of our control. And like the beggar, we’re hoping for answers that the world—doctors, government, our jobs, our pastor, friends or counselors—cannot give.

How do I know? Because I was that beggar. When I lost my eyesight completely at 30, I sat holding my cup of hope as I looked to professionals for a cure, treatment, or meds, to stop the progression of the retinal disease.

But time and time again, my cup ended up empty. Until that day when I lifted the eyes of my heart toward Jesus. Though physically blind, the eyes of my heart saw Him reaching down to me.

The beggar did the same. He also hoped that coins tossed his way would meet his needs. But when John and Peter mentioned Jesus, all changed. The mention of His healing power opened the way for the miracle.

But those miracles are uniquely tailored. It may take place in moments, over months or after many years. The healing may first be spiritual, then emotional and then physical. The way, the pattern or the order speaks of God’s perfect timing and perfect ways.

Although God’s timing for my healing was different that those of the beggar, I followed the same scenario: when I stretched out my hand of faith, Jesus took it. My focus changed: the world had no answers or cures. But Jesus began the healing of my heart, erasing my fear and sense of helplessness.

The beggar’s ankles became strong. I also became strong in believing God had not forgotten me. He had His healing hand upon me.

The beggar began to take steps. So did I. I took steps to draw close to Him, to follow His lead, and to see what door He would open next. His Word became the lamp unto my feet and the light for my path (Psalm 119:105).

The beggar began to jump and praise the Lord. Do you have the strength to silence opposition and believe in Jesus for the process to heal? As I write this, I cannot see my physical surroundings still, but my shouts of praise to the Lord have no limits or boundaries because He healed my spiritual vision.

I praise Him because He took my physical blindness to the cross. All I have to do is wait for its manifestation. I’m certain it will happen and while I wait, I use my 20/20 spiritual vision to live the rich and abundant life He promised.

How about you? Instead of stepping into that rich life, you might be seated at the gate that’s not beautiful. It’s ugly, dark, and threatening. But when your hand is lifted up toward Jesus, all the asking, pleading, and begging ends. Instead, rejoicing begins because no matter the timing, the manner, or stage of healing, you know Jesus already took all your infirmities, your disappointments, suffering and heartaches to the cross.

And while you wait for His healing to be manifested, your strength comes back, your steps are on solid ground, and the praises from your lips will invite new confidence, new expectations, and boundless hope. That’s where the abundance of life begins.

Let’s pray.

Father, to the world I may seem poor, crippled or blind, but in You, I know I’m healed, free and praising You as I dance in the halls of joy.

What is your life begging for these days?

Bonus article on today’s topic.

Janet

Celebrate with me! My new release, Now I See: How God’s Amazing Grace Transforms the Deepest Pain to Shining Joy won the 2023 Memoir of the Year Golden Scroll Award.

Your copy waits for you HERE.

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Janet Eckles Perez

Some say she should be the last person to be dancing. Her life is summarized in this 3-minute video: http://bit.ly/1a8wGJR

Janet Perez Eckles’ story of triumph is marked by her work as an international speaker, #1 best-selling author, radio host, personal success coach and master interpreter. Although blind since 31, her passion is to help you see the best of life.

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Hope in Intercession

28 May

Guest Post

Rebekah Lyn

Reblogged from Rebekah Lyn’s Kitchen

ā€œIn the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans. And He who searches our hearts knows the mind of the Spirit, because the Spirit intercedes for God’s people in accordance with the will of God.ā€ (Romans 8:26-27)

These two verses have comforted me over the years. No matter how fervently I pray over some situations, sometimes the answer never seems to come. I grow weary and question if I am praying the right way. Then I recall these verses and call upon the Holy Spirit to join me in prayer, to fill in the blanks when my words run dry, and to lead my heart in the direction of God’s will.

When the Holy Spirit poured out on the disciples at Pentecost, they received power to perform miracles, they gained courage to speak about Jesus as Messiah and king even in the face of death, and they followed the path God had set for them from the beginning. Life as a Christ follower isn’t easy, but we aren’t alone in it either.

Part of our job as Christians is to intercede on behalf of others. They may need God’s salvation, healing, comfort, encouragement, peace, or an actual physical need, like food and shelter. Webster’s dictionary defines intercede as ā€œto intervene between two parties with a view to reconciling differencesā€. It’s a compact word for acting as a go-between for two parties, much like a lawyer acts as an intercessor in a legal dispute. Jesus came to Earth to intercede on our behalf, to take away the wrath of God upon our imperfect and sinful spirits. He continues to do so at the throne of God each time we pray.

Those who aren’t believers need us to intercede on their behalf, to go between them and God to seek His reconciliation and grace in their circumstances. It’s not a job for the faint of heart. It can take years for these types of prayers to be answered, and they weigh heavily on your heart, but they are truly important.

The way Dutch Sheets put it in his book Intercessory Prayer shifted my understanding. He said, ā€œIntercessory prayer is an extension of the ministry of Jesus through His Body, the Church, whereby we mediate between God and humanity for the purpose of reconciling the world to Him, or between Satan and humanity for the purpose of enforcing the victory of Calvary …. Our authority comes from being sent ones, representing Jesus. As long as we function in that capacity, we function in Christ’s authority. And, in essence, we’re not really doing the works; He is.ā€

Whew! We don’t have to feel the pressure to complete the work we are praying for. We bring our requests to God and allow Him the freedom to work. Jesus already paid the ultimate price, won the ultimate victory, and made it possible for humanity to reap the reward of victory.

It’s a simple decision to accept that victory and allow it to change the way we live our lives. Alternatively, we can continue slogging along, thinking we can do everything on our own, and that there is nothing more than this current life. If this is all there is, do you really feel fulfilled? I know I want more. I want a world without sin, sickness, pain, war, death. All that awaits us in heaven, but only if we follow Jesus.

I’ll close today with another scripture that is resoundingly appropriate in our world today (emphasis is mine). ā€œI urge, then, first of all, that petitions, prayers, intercession, and thanksgiving be made for all people—for kings and all those in authority, that we may live peaceful and quiet lives in all godliness and holiness. This is good, and pleases God our Savior, who wants all people to be saved and to come to a knowledge of the truth.ā€ (1Timothy 2:1-2)

A Fun Day and a Scary Day

16 May

On the Porch

Onisha Eiils

Last Friday was a fun day and a scary day.

We have precious friends from way back in time who live in a different city. Since we live in a small rural area, we have to drive to find good healthcare. Meeting up with friends on doctor visit days would inject some fun into the chore, So, we chose doctors in their city.

Recently we got the wild idea to get together without seeing a doctor. We met at their home, enjoyed a leisurely coffee with a pre-lunch treat of decadent cupcakes from Publix grocery, then went out to lunch.

After lunch we went plant shopping at what I call the “flower man”. It isn’t a nursery exactly. It is in the backyard of a man’s home. It’s a big yard and he has several greenhouses. The plants I buy from him seem to survive and thrive better than the commercial ones. Plus, I simply enjoy walking around with a friend and enjoying all of the color. (i’m big into geraniums and coleus this year.)

Photo Credit:Soileau Greenhouse Anderson, SC

When we went out to lunch we drove one car. We both needed to go to Sam’s Club Warehouse after lunch but would drive our own cars because we had a cooler for the cold items.

My husband had been quiet after lunch but he tires easily so I put it down to an energy slump. But on the drive to Sam’s he began experiencing shortness of breath and complained of pain in his lung area. Our fun day became a scary day.

He used his inhaler while I was suggesting we detour to the emergency room. We were both concerned about a pneumothorax. My husband has a strong dislike of emergency rooms and when he didn’t rule out a visit I began mentally planning the fastest route to the hospital.

I think his distaste of an ER visit must have opened up his lungs. The pain subsided and he wanted to continue with our plans. I suggested that he wait for me in the snack cafe while I shopped but he wanted to walk with me. He did ok but looked tired so I suggested we go to the cafe and get a drink and some ice cream before driving home. I texted our friends who were checking out and they joined us. And surprise, surprise, his very berry ice cream sundae settled his breathing!

Photo Credit: Sams Club

Saturday he was a little slow moving. I kept busy around the house while he did his morning breathing treatment. The chilly morning warmed nicely with a gentle cool breeze. I suggested coffee on the porch. We sat sipping our coffee, talking and observing the birds coming to the feeders. When I finished my coffee I began to think of the house chores I needed to complete. I looked over at my husband and decided “forget the chores, savor the time.”

The afternoon slipped sweetly away. Last Saturday was a very good day.

This is the day the Lord has made. We will rejoice an be glad in it. Psalm 118:24

I asked A.I. to create a picture of Jesus walking next to water holding a child’s hand. I had no idea it would do such an amazing job.

I'm a winner

After my retirement, I decided to re-learn the canning and preserving skills I learned from my mother but hadn’t practiced for twenty years. I titled the blog Old Things R New to chronicle my experience.  Since then I have been blessed to have six other bloggers join me, DiVoran Lites, Bill Lites,  Judy Wills, Louise Gibson, Janet Perez Eckles and Melody Hendrix

In addition to blogging, I’m a general  “mom Friday” for my author daughter, Rebekah Lyn. I also manage her website, Rebekah Lyn Books  

My 2023 goal is continue to use my love of photographs and words to be an encourager on social media.

How to Prepare for the End Times

4 May

Walking by Faith, Not by Sight

Janet Perez Eckles

Reblogged
Friday, April 12, 2024 by Janet Perez Eckles

Was the recent eclipse of the sun overrated? Some say it was. Others identified it as another sign that the end times are closer than ever. Either way, if we focus on each sign, we lose sight of what truly matters. We miss the preparation of our soul for the return of Jesus.

Here’s a list of eight questions to see if you’re ready for the end times.

Who do you think Jesus is? If you believe in a religion, in myths, in the world’s ways, in New Age notions or in yourself as a good person, or believe Jesus is merely a good teacher, you won’t be part of the victorious ending. However, ā€œIf you confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For with the heart one believes and is justified, and with the mouth one confesses and is saved…ā€ (Romans 10:9-10).

Each day that passes draws us closer to His return, the decision you make today will determine the place in which you’ll spend for eternity.

Are you alert? As a saved Christian, you possess the wisdom to know how to rebuke Satan’s attacks which are increasing with fury. As you prepare, ā€œBe alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devourā€ (1 Peter 5:8).

He won’t devour you because in Christ Jesus, you have the power to rebuke, reject and defeat all his attacks.

Are you carrying the burdens of your personal life and that of the world? ā€œCome to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your soulsā€ (Matthew 11:28-29).

When persecution becomes more intense, can you find new strength in the Lord? ā€œHe gives power to the weak and strength to the powerless. Even youths will become weak and tired, and young men will fall in exhaustion. But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faintā€ (Isaiah 40:29).

That new strength isn’t just for one moment, that power isn’t for one season, but you’ll soared on wings like eagles until that day when Jesus returns.

As days get darker, do you rely in God’s provision as Paul declared?  ā€œā€¦this same God who takes care of me will supply all your needs from his glorious riches, which have been given to us in Christ Jesusā€ (Philippians 4:19).

His riches are indeed glorious because they have nothing to do with your bank account, or the economy or financial security.

Do you know that His love is unshakeable even in the midst of wars, earthquakes, floods, inflation, fires or violence? ā€œAnd nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lordā€ (Romans 8:35-39).

When the signs of His return become more frequent, do you receive what Jesus offers? ā€œI am leaving you with a gift—peace of mind and heart. And the peace I give is a gift the world cannot give. So, don’t be troubled or afraidā€ (John 14:27).

Signs will appear, conflict will intensify, evil will attack, but God’s peace within you will remain.

Do you listen to the media or to the main voice of the Savior? ā€œAll who listen to me will live in peace, untroubled by fear of harmā€ (Proverbs 1:33).

God has a plan. He has a purpose. And He executes each detail in precise and perfect timing. And while riding on the train of trust, we obey, expect, believe and wait in beautiful expectation. With Christ Jesus living in us, we anticipate that day when tears will dry, pain will cease, worry will end, joy will explode, peace will permeate, and victorious glory will be ours.

Let’s pray.

Father, thank You for the freedom we have to look beyond the circumstances of this world and fix our eyes on Your return with hearts filled with expectation and beautiful hope.

How are you getting ready for Jesus’ return?

Bonus article on today’s topic.

 Janet

Celebrate with me! My new release, Now I See: How God’s Amazing Grace Transforms the Deepest Pain to Shining Joy won the 2023 Memoir of the Year Golden Scroll Award.

Your copy waits for you here:

Let’s Stay in Touch

You and I are only a click away. You can use this CONTACT FORM to leave your prayer request, make a comment, ask a question, or invite me to speak to your group. Or simply reply to this email.

I also invite you to visit myĀ WEBSITE. You’ll find more inspirational blogs along with my story, books, and videos. You’ll also learn the passion and mission of JC Empowerment ministries.

Janet Eckles Perez

Some say she should be the last person to be dancing. Her life is summarized in this 3-minute video: http://bit.ly/1a8wGJR

Janet Perez Eckles’ story of triumph is marked by her work as an international speaker, #1 best-selling author, radio host, personal success coach and master interpreter. Although blind since 31, her passion is to help you see the best of life.

www.janetperezeckles.com

Hope in Why

3 May

Guest Post

Rebekah Lyn

Reblogged 5/3/24

Hope in Why

I’ve battled with the flu for the past week. It finally took me down Wednesday night and kept me in a daze of fever, coughing, sore throat, and exhaustion. During one of those restless nights, I found myself asking ā€œWhy?ā€. It was a general why, not relating to any specific topic. As I lay in bed half asleep, half awake I began to think about how many times God must hear that question every day. It must be screamed, whispered, cried thousands, millions of times a day.

The magnificent thing about God is that He can bear to be questioned. He can hear every cry, and recognize every voice in the constant cacophony lifted up to Him. He understands what we are asking even when we don’t comprehend it ourselves.

The challenge we face as humans comes when we expect a response right away, and we usually expect a specific response. How many times have we missed God’s answer because it didn’t fit the parameters we set? Have you quit crying out to God because you didn’t feel heard, or didn’t receive a response? Do you feel like your cries are hopeless? Some prayers may go unanswered for years. Some questions may not have answers this side of heaven. That doesn’t mean we should give up crying out? Sometimes a simple ā€œwhyā€ can lead to so much more than you dreamed.

It’s Sunday night as I finish this off and I’m still running a fever. I don’t know why I’ve been sick this long when I rarely get more than a sniffle, but I do know that God has given me time to rest, to set aside work, volunteering, writing, studying, and everything else that fills my days. I know that God has a bigger plan that I cannot see and I’m trusting in Him to answer that subconscious why from my restless night when the timing is right.