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“Be still,” He said, whispering gently to the expectant wood,

The Mighty, Holy Author of all light,

“Cease your leafy labors bearing food.

Let the quiet chill of autumn’s night woo your brilliant beauty to a head.

Delight Me as I fashioned you of old,

Your golden, crimson plumage to behold.”


They heard His holy whispers lilting like a hymn, all the verdant leafy columns of the wood,

And yielded, as all nature will attest,

To the Voice of Him whom they understood,

The Master of their seasons of industry and rest,

And surrendered every one, each leaf and limb, to the lullaby of Him who planned of old

That autumn’s light be wreathed in radiant gold.


Rejoicing as their foliage flamed in glorious hue, and wond’ring at mankind’s ceaseless, frenzied pace,

They to their Master lifted up their cry,

“Would that men could see You face to face,

And would upon Your Sovereign Will rely,

As they were fashioned to delight all ways in You,  and hear Your call to rest as they behold

The splendor of Your handiwork in autumn’s radiant gold.”


“Some men will,” He answered as they cried, “behold My face and love My sov’reign plan as do you,

In your obedience to My voice and My design.

You’ve been created by and for My Son who foreknew

Each frantic, sin-sick soul who sees your golden shine,

And hears My Spirit’s witness that for each He died, upon a tree bearing countless sorrows and untold.

For these His crimson poured, in season, op’ning Heaven’s gold.”

 ©Patricia Stachew, November 2004


The Feast of Trumpets and the Feast of Christ the King…

Both feasts—the one celebrated in Jewish circles, and the other celebrated in Gentile circles–call our attention to the return of the King

trumpets stained glass 3Two months apart on this year’s calendar, the Feast of Trumpets comes at evening September 20, while the Feast of Christ the King for many in the Gentile churches comes on November 26. Both feasts—the one celebrated in Jewish circles, and the other celebrated in Gentile circles–call our attention to the return of the King. In Roman Catholic circles the Feast of Christ the King remembers the “parousia” which is that third great moment in His-story when all that has always and ever belonged to Messiah Jesus is at last seen clearly to be put under His subjection–the fulfillment of all that is promised in the Messiah’s return…

…In the seventh month, on the first day…you shall have a…memorial of blowing of trumpets…” 

 –Leviticus 23.24

To be sure, the Feast of Trumpets is the beginning of another season of worship in Jewish circles, whether those believing in Messiah Yeshua, or still boxed in by tradition alone. It is the beginning of 10 days of awe and remembrance, the Yomim Noraim. In many orthodox Jewish circles, spiritual preparation for the Feast of Trumpets begins four weeks earlier during the sixth Hebrew calendar month of Elul. The 10 days observed with the trumpet blast, the sound of the shofar, lead up to the Feast of the Atonement. For Hebrew Christians, these are 10 intensely awesome days of reflection on the majesty and faithfulness of a holy God and the desperate need among rebellious, sin-sick mankind for the coming of the Holy One of Israel, the King of kings, of whom the prophets and Moses and the psalms speak…

Open my mouth, O Lord, and my lips will proclaim Your praise. Praised are You, Lord our God and God of our ancestors, God of Abraham, of Isaac, and of Jacob, great, mighty, awesome, exalted God who bestows loving kindness, Creator of all. You remember the pious deeds of our ancestors and will send a redeemer to their children’s children because of Your loving nature. You are the King who helps and saves and shields. Praised are You Lord, Shield of Abraham. Your might, O Lord, is boundless. You give life to the dead; great is Your saving power…”

Prayer for a Festival Eve, Jewish Prayerbook

In Gentile Christian church circles, the Feast of Christ the King is the climax of the 23 weeks of the summer season of Pentecost/Trinity, during which the daily and weekly Scriptural passages declare the authenticating work and reputation of the One to whom the Spirit of God testifies, the  Lord Jesus. While the Feast of Trumpets begins 10 days of awe and remembrance leading to the Feast of the Atonement, the Feast of Christ the King begins the season of Advent in some circles of the Gentile Christian churches—four weeks, 28 days, of reflection on the majesty of a holy God and the desperate need among rebellious, sin-sick mankind for the coming of the Holy One of Israel, the King of kings of whom the prophets and Moses and the psalms speak…

Almighty and everlasting God, whose will it is to restore all things in Your well-beloved Son the King of kings and Lord of lords: mercifully grant that the peoples of the earth, divided and enslaved by sin, may be freed and brought together under His most gracious rule; who lives and reigns with You and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen”

–Of the Reign of Christ, Book of Common Prayer


The hour has come for you to wake up from your slumber, because…[Yeshua] is nearer now than when we first believed.”

–Romans 13.11

He has delivered us from the power of darkness and conveyed us into the kingdom of the Son of His love, in whom we have redemption through His blood…For by Him all things were created that are in heaven and that are on earth…All things were created through Him and for Him. And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist. And He is the head of the…church…that in all things He may have the preeminence. For it pleased the Father that in Him all the fullness should dwell, and by Him to reconcile all things to Himself, by Him, whether things on earth or things in heaven, having made peace through the blood of His cross.”

–Colossians 1.13-20

Being a Messianic-Jewish-hearted Anglican Christian, I enjoy the double blessing of celebrating and remembering my King Jesus twice. How awesome is that?

And so I celebrate this season, knowing that Messiah Jesus, the King of Glory, will return… and that He is nearer now than when I first believed…

The Feast of Trumpets – Days of Awe 1

Listen to the shofar!

With trumpets and the sound of a horn; shout joyfully before the Lord, the King.”  

Psalm 98:6

This is a day to celebrate the wonder of creation, over which the Holy One, blessed be He, created and reigned.  When we acknowledge our Creator, we also recognize Him as King on this day, as king David did. Write down something the atmosphere of this season has shown you clearly is created and given to you to enjoy by God. Start a new season of living with your eyes open to the wonder of all that God has created and governs.

The hour has come for you to wake up from  your slumber, because our salvation is nearer now than when we first believed.”   

–Romans 13:11

Loving the Sound of the Shofar – The Feast of Trumpets Still Echoes…

Yom Teruah/Feast of Trumpets


trumpets stained glass 3Leviticus 23.23-44 states that in the beginning of the seventh month–the Hebrew month Tishrei–the season of summer labors is to cease.  A new season in the life of a Jew begins.  It is characterized by a sabbath, a rest.  The Divine Mandate summons the mind of a Jew burdened with earthly labors to relinquish that yoke for the pleasant yoke of renewed intimacy with God and spiritual revival.  It is a time of remembering the holiness and mercy of Israel’s God, the Lord and Sustainer of all creation.  It is a time of heart response to that remembrance of His awesome being and character.

Leviticus 23.24 says this season of “R&R” begins on the first day of Tishrei with a loud trumpet call. This day is called Yom Teruah which is the Hebrew for “Day of Blowing.”  The Scriptural name for it is the Feast of Trumpets.

The shofar, or ram’s horn, is an essential part of the Feast of Yom Teruah.  Its sound is quite distinctive and is blown to call Israel to return with all their heart to the Lord, away from their labors and all disobedience…

Traditions…  see next page

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Feast of Tabernacles (Sukkot) – Part 4

Camping with God

In the Wilderness…

Peace in Messiah’s Kingdom

As I think about the backdrop of this world in which I live, I am remembering all the images which echo the memorials of the Feast of Tabernacles, a season which remembers that we are camping in this wilderness with God. Immanuel. “God With Us.” I am so rooted and fixed in Messiah Jesus that I am finding two things which are extraordinary and priceless:  a rich comfort in the way the feasts interlock and dovetail together giving me a continual feast, and the Peace which passes all understanding…

When Messiah Jesus has the pre-eminence in your life and celebrations, drawing a barrier between Sukkot (Tabernacles) and Christmastide is nearly impossible… And that’s why I want to shout and blow the shofar today. There are issues resonating in the Feast of Tabernacles that pertain to your longing for some quiet and some peace–but not just for today’s discomforts…

I do not wish to give you all a headache, so I’m praying as I write this that the God who is “God With Us” will be the voice you need to hear to make your day and to bless every day of the seasons of your life, whatever He ordains in them…

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Feast of Tabernacles (Sukkot) – Part 3

Camping with God

in the Wilderness:

Blessing, Water and Light…

I did not intend to leave everyone with their teeth on edge as I concluded Part 2 of Camping with God in the wilderness. The imagery of the fire, blood and smoke of the sacrifices in the Temple is not a welcome picture in our day. To be sure, it was not a welcome image in any time in history. Although the graphic reminder of judgment on sin points the world to the suffering and death of the Lord Yeshua on the cross, the concept of the need for a substitutionary sacrifice is always difficult to embrace for the human spirit. God knows it is. He is not without comprehension of the human heart, its needs and deep longings, its attempts to find what it thinks is a kinder and gentler way to mend the wide breach between its own independence and the God who has formed it to trust depending on Him. But where would be the cry for the grace of God in the absence of acknowledgment of rebellion against Him?

sukkah2With that question in mind, come sit with me in my little camp in this part of the planet; hear of the majesty and beauty of God behind the veil of odors and clouds which mercifully kept us all from being devoured by the unveiled sight of His glory…

For the celebrants of the Feast of Tabernacles upon entering the land of Israel, there was also the imagery of blessing, water, and light. Three elements of celebration, even as the sacrificial altar is laid with its offerings everyday, remind the people of God of the abundant mercies attendant to those who trust in Him…


Leviticus 23.40 includes the branches of myrtle, palm and willow and the fruit of the fragrant etrog (a citron grown in Israel) as elements of the festival of Sukkot. Traditionally, the myrtle, palm and willow are bound together with a gold thread to form a lulav. In the days of the Temple in Jerusalem and nowadays in the synagogue, the etrog and lulav are carried during the reading of the Great Hallel which are songs and psalms of praise from Psalms 113-118. In the Temple days as now, the priest/rabbi also carries these items while singing special passages called Hoshanot (prayers for salvation) each day of the week of Sukkot.  The lulav is also used in blessing the family sukkah. The father stands before the sukkah with the lulav raised, and turning to face toward Jerusalem, prays the blessing:

Blessed art Thou, O LORD, our God, King of the universe! Who has sanctified us by Your commandments and commands us to take up the lulav.”

As he recites the blessing, he shakes the lulav three times in each direction, in succession, as follows:

  1. pointed ahead of him to the East;
  2. to his right side to the South;
  3. behind him over his right shoulder to the West; and
  4. to his left to the North.

He finally concludes his blessing with the lulav held in front of him, raising it and lowering it. This signifies the presence of God in all the earth, acknowledging the blessing of His presence in our lives.

In Jewish tradition the myrtle, palm, willow and fragrant etrog symbolize four virtues of man. For discipleslulav&etrog of the Messiah Jesus, the fragrance of the etrog and beautiful branches of palm, willow and myrtle are foreshadows of the beauty and character of Messiah Jesus, the King, as described in Psalm 45:

You love righteousness and hate wickedness; therefore God, Your God, has anointed You with the oil of gladness more than Your companions. All Your garments are scented with myrrh and aloes and cassia, out of the ivory palaces, by which they have made You glad. Kings’ daughters are among Your honorable women; at Your right hand stands the queen in gold from Ophir.” 

–Psalm 45.7-9

In another place in Scripture, the people of Israel used the palm branches to acknowledge their recognition of the One they expected would answer their prayers for salvation–the prayers they sang at the Great Hoshanah six months before Jesus entered Jerusalem to observe His last Passover meal on the earth:

Now when they drew near Jerusalem, and came to Bethphage, at the Mount of Olives, then Jesus sent two disciples, saying to them, ‘Go into the village opposite you, and immediately you will find a donkey tied, and a colt with her. Loose them and bring them to Me. And if anyone says anything to you, you shall say, “The Lord has need of them,” and immediately he will send them.’ All this was done that it might be fulfilled which was spoken by the prophet, saying: ‘Tell the daughter of Zion, “Behold, your King is coming to you, Lowly, and sitting on a donkey, a colt, the foal of a donkey.” So the disciples went and did as Jesus commanded them. They brought the donkey and the colt, laid their clothes on them, and set Him on them. And a very great multitude spread their clothes on the road; others cut down branches from the trees and spread them on the road. Then the multitudes who went before and those who followed cried out, saying: ‘Hosanna to the Son of David! “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!” Hosanna in the highest!’ And when He had come into Jerusalem, all the city was moved, saying, ‘Who is this?’ So the multitudes said, ‘This is Jesus, the prophet from Nazareth of Galilee…’ Then the blind and the lame came to Him in the temple, and He healed them. But when the chief priests and scribes saw the wonderful things that He did, and the children crying out in the temple and saying, ‘Hosanna to the Son of David!’ They were indignant and said to Him, ‘Do You hear what these are saying?’ And Jesus said to them, ‘Yes. Have you never read, “Out of the mouth of babes and nursing infants You have perfected praise”?’

–Matthew 21.1-11,14-16

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Feast of Tabernacles (Sukkot) – Part 2

Camping with God

in the Wilderness…

grill2Mmm, mmm! Oh yeah! One of the joys of the modern camping experience is setting up the barbecue grill, stoking the fire till the coals are glowing and ready for the offering of some fine aged beefsteak or dad’s secret recipe for prize winning burgers. Some true outdoorsmen even prefer the offering on their altars of gastronomy from wild game they have snared and dressed. The culture of grilling is not reserved for the camper; many–even, perhaps, the majority of American suburban and country homes have a grill which serves as their own altar of holocausts to the god of “bon appetit.” I have not met a single friend who has that backyard or back deck grill who does not relish the all encompassing sensations of the sight, the feel, the scent and the taste of the outdoor grilling experience, all for the pleasure of tasting the product of their offering. The friends and family all gather around in rapt anticipation of the flavors of the meats grilled to their own liking on the fiery altar suspended over the coals. The blood and juices of the meats drip on the coals sending plumes of fragrant smoke into the air and igniting a momentary tongue of flame lapping upwards from the pit. Neighbors can smell the aromas for blocks…

…As you are reading this, you are probably asking what any of this has to do with the Feast of Tabernacles. In Part 1 of the Feast of Tabernacles, I featured the excitement of Israel’s celebration of their 40-year camp in the wilderness. They would remember it in the land of Israel by constructing booths in which they would dine and dwell for seven days during the Feast of Tabernacles. God ordained this practice as a memorial observance throughout their generations…

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Feast of Tabernacles (Sukkot) – Part 1

Camping with God

in the Wilderness…

Lately I’ve been listening to tales my friends have been telling of camping experiences. This is the time of year in our region when many families are planning that annual camping trip. It might be that the weather and the change in the color of the foliage beckons us to want to experience a bit of natural beauty before the cold and snow set in for winter.

I’m confessing that, as much as I like the idea of being out in the beauty of nature, my actual experience of it has been less than appealing. The bugs love my blood too much, and my allergies prohibit the use of the chemicals that deter them. Therefore, my idea of “camping” is living out of a suitcase in a nice hotel far away from the familiar comforts of home.

As I reflect on the Feast of Tabernacles during this Autumn Holyday season, I think that perhaps if I were in the desert climate of Israel, I might be more likely to enjoy celebrating this festival of joy out of doors…

The historical account in Scripture of how God established this celebration is exciting to me, and causes me to long for a climate in which such an observance would be more accommodating to my limitations. On that note, allow me to take you on one of the manifold facets of the experience of camping with God in the wilderness.

trumpets stained glass 3The Holydays preceding the Feast of Tabernacles have passed: first came Yom Teruah, the Feast of Trumpets which began the 10 Days of Awe; then came Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. The climax of the Holy Days comes at the Feast of Tabernacles/Booths (Sukkot)Leviticus 23.34-44 establishes the entire week between 15th and the 22nd days of the Hebrew month of Tishrei as the observance of Sukkot. Sukkot is the Hebrew word for “tabernacles” or “booths,” and a sukkah is one booth or one tent.

Although God gave Israel the instructions for the Feast of Tabernacles while they were still in the wilderness, the Feast of Sukkot was not a wilderness feast. The feast is to be celebrated remembering how God dwelled among the Israelites after He brought them out of Egypt. The wilderness experience was a time of great awareness of and dependence upon God. After Israel would enter the land and begin living in houses, harvesting crops and enjoying a comfortable existence, God calls Israel to sacrifice the comfort of her houses to live in a rugged little booth or tent for a full week. He wants His people to remember with joy His power to sustain their lives, for He has dwelt among them.

In Jewish tradition, when the sun sets on Yom Kippur, plans begin for the building of the family sukkah four days later. Israeli farmers lived in little sukkot (booths) built in the fields during the harvest of their crops, but God called all Israel to live in sukkot built outside for this festival. The sukkot were not to be too sturdy; they were to represent the temporary houses Israel hastily erected and moved from place to place in the wilderness. The light of the full harvest moon should shine through the roof; and the wind should shake it a bit.

Just a thought: If all our high-tech stuff failed, we would soon remember how earthly our “tents” are and how our lives depend upon the mercies of God in the seasons of the year and the agricultural cycle. God has promised that springtime and harvest will not fail. He has made no such promise about our high-tech wizardry.

Because the feast occurs at the time of harvest in the land, it is now–as it was in former days–linked to the season of the year and the agricultural cycle. The labors of harvest time necessitated being in the fields, and many people would already be living in booths in the fields for the duration of the harvest. God simply used the occasion to refresh their memories of “the good old days.” For Israel, the “good old days” were the years when they dwelled in the wilderness, encamped around the Tabernacle of the Lord in their midst. Those years were hard, stigmatized with the reproach of their rebellion against God; but those years were generously laced with the mercy of a holy God mingled with the trauma of living in so close proximity to His holiness. The Tabernacle of the Lord was the first house in which God dwelled on earth with His people Israel. The Lord dwelled in the part of the Tabernacle which was called the Sanctuary. The word “sanctuary” means “most holy place.”

I will make a covenant of peace with [Israel]; it will be an everlasting covenant. I will establish them and increase their numbers, and I will put My sanctuary among them forever. My dwelling place will be with them; I will be their God, and they will be My people. Then the nations will know that I the LORD make Israel holy, when My sanctuary is among them forever.” 

–Ezekiel 37.26-28

You might say, in modern words that God “pitched His tent” or “built His sukkah among men. Even though the wilderness in which Israel dwelt those 40 years did not have the fruits and grains God promised they would have in their new land, they experienced the wonder of camping with the King of the universe.

Imagine you are living in a tent out on the desert sands under the sky. There are no tall trees there, only shrubs and bushes that grow close to the ground. There are no buildings there to get in the way of your vision as you look out the doorway of your tent. There is no electricity and no loud stereo boom box music to fill up your mind with noise. The air is clear and you can see for miles around you when you stand at the edge of the camp beyond the tents. When you look out the door of your tent each desert morning you can see all the tents of your aunts and uncles and cousins and cousins’ cousins to the right of you and to the left of you. But as you gaze toward the center of your camp you can see a strange and wonderful sight: it is the tent where the God of heaven and earth dwells. Every morning when you rise after a night of sleepy dreams under the stars, you run to the door of your tent to see, “Is He still here with us?” As your eyes dart toward the center of the camp, you see it–the sign of His Presence dwelling there with you Numbers 9.15-16.

The encampment of Israel in the wilderness was orderly and precise, as instructed by the Lord to Moses.

Wilderness Tabernacle Camp

Wilderness Tabernacle Camp

Numbers 2.3-9 says that the tribes of Judah, Issachar and Zebulun camped on the east side of the Tabernacle of the Lord–a total of 186,400 men over age 20, able to go to war (not counting women, children and the elder men and women among the tribes).

Numbers 2.10-16 says that the tribes of Reuben, Simeon and Gad camped on the south side of the Tabernacle of the Lord–a total of 151,450 men over age 20, able to go to war (not counting women, children and the elder men and women among the tribes).

Numbers 2.18-24 says that the tribes of Ephraim, Manasseh and Benjamin camped on the west side of the Tabernacle of the Lord—a total of 108,100 men over age 20, able to go to war (not counting women, children and the elder men and women among the tribes).

Numbers 2.25-31 says that the tribes of Dan, Asher and Naphtali camped on the north side of the Tabernacle of the Lord–a total of 157,600 men over age 20, able to go to war (not counting women, children and the elder men and women among the tribes).

Numbers 2.17 says that the tents of the tribe of Levi were always camped in the inner ring closest to the Tabernacle perimeter, standing between the courts of the Lord and the people in their respective camps.

The God of Israel left no mysteries about the community life of the people in the camp of the Israelites, including how they would know when to strike camp and begin another leg of their journey, and when to pitch camp to rest:

Now on the day that the tabernacle was raised up, the cloud covered the tabernacle, the tent of the Testimony; from evening until morning it was above the tabernacle like the appearance of fire. So it was always: the cloud covered it by day, and the appearance of fire by night. Whenever the cloud was taken up from above the tabernacle, after that the children of Israel would journey; and in the place where the cloud settled, there the children of Israel would pitch their tents. At the command of the Lord the children of Israel would journey, and at the command of the Lord they would camp; as long as the cloud stayed above the tabernacle they remained encamped. Even when the cloud continued long, many days above the tabernacle, the children of Israel kept the charge of the Lord and did not journey. So it was, when the cloud was above the tabernacle a few days: according to the command of the Lord they would remain encamped, and according to the command of the Lord they would journey. So it was, when the cloud remained only from evening until morning: when the cloud was taken up in the morning, then they would journey; whether by day or by night, whenever the cloud was taken up, they would journey. Whether it was two days, a month, or a year that the cloud remained above the tabernacle, the children of Israel would remain encamped and not journey; but when it was taken up, they would journey. At the command of the Lord they remained encamped, and at the command of the Lord they journeyed; they kept the charge of the Lord, at the command of the Lord by the hand of Moses.” 

–Numbers 9.15-23

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In the strength of the Lord…

I woke this morning not feeling well–not feeling well at all. My entire night was a series of brief sleep periods interrupted by pain which I began experiencing earlier in the evening. I cannot put my finger on any one thing which might have triggered the pain which was accompanied by a persistent, but low-grade queasiness and a general feeling of un-wellness. I suspected that my thorn in the flesh, aka chronic fatigue syndrome, has reared its ugly head after a relatively long period of remission. Diagnosed with this, my own private adversary, nearly 30 years ago, I am no stranger to its devious tactics, attacking at the most unsuspecting times. It’s fickle; it retreats for awhile, lulling a “type A” into shifting recklessly into high gear. It blindsides when it re-emerges, wreaking havoc on all the momentum gained during its retreat, and somehow manages to confuse its victim about its visitation when the collection of its tools of torture begins its work of eroding both body and soul. It wrenches all the motivation and strength out of its victims, leaving them caught on a wicked tightrope between illness and wellness–it can go either way at any time…

Facing the day caught in a body tormented by the weakness and uncertainty about whether I was going to function at any level or simply cling to my bed was not my idea of a good morning. Had I not spent time praying in the night during those intermittent wakeful times between sleep, I would have missed God’s answer to my prayers when I felt His prodding to take courage and make a start this morning. Just enough of His strength to move my reluctant body out of the bed, planting my feet squarely on the floor and take the first step…

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Hot tea! That was my first thought upon discovering I could move without pain, although the queasiness was still stalking me. Thanks to my husband’s own eagerness for morning tea, I heard the comforting, merciful whistle of the kettle beckoning me to come and find therapy in the steamy, mellow blend brewing in my mug. I couldn’t help thanking God for so simple and basic mercy as the hot tea… And as I sipped and savored it, feeling the warmth flow through my aching being, I realized that I could take the next step, as God wooed me to trust His strength. I found I could stomach some toast with the tea; it did not turn to pain as I feared it might… Then I discovered I could consider putting on my jeans and working quietly for just a little while in my garden. God blessed me with the help of my husband, who, suffering with his own chronic pain and weakness, set a goal which we both could manage in the strength of the Lord…

Onward we went together, the Lord and I, a step at a time, throughout the day–a little bit of work and time to rest; no thoughts of retreat into my bed. My heart was encouraged by the triumphs of God’s presence, help and strength in my weakness; He won the victory for me over my inclination to hide, waiting and hoping for a painless day before I would walk with Him…

This evening, my thoughts don’t come so easily as I exercise my brain to put words to this day’s tender mercies. Nevertheless, I sense the presence and strength of the Lord to simply add a description of this moment in my life to the journals of the many lives in this community of writers. Someone out there is feeling weak in a world that has no patience with weakness. May my weakness entrusted to the strength of the Lord encourage someone among my readers who needs The Strength that the world cannot supply nor can the inner self summon.

I will go in the strength of the Lord GOD… –Psalm 71.16a

When there are just too many thoughts…

Today I had sincere intentions to share and express something that adds my voice to other voices of encouragement out there in the big wide world. I simply have too many thoughts to be of any good; but, I guess that’s okay, because God knows every one of them and exactly how they will emerge out of the fractal web that is my current mental condition… I praise Him for all the wondrous things floating around in this big old clay pot that I am, and trust Him for a timely expression.

My little Word Press prompt at the top of my posting window says, “Draft saved. Keep on goin’!” Well, I can’t keep on goin’. My grey cells need a break… So, may God grant the increase to this little bit of what can trickle out of my stream of consciousness… Stay tuned for updates…


If anyone else out there is experiencing this phenomenon of having more to say than can be articulated, my prayers are with you today… I’m going to go rest my little grey cells for a bit, and listen for the voice of the Lord… “In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and confidence shall be your strength.” –Isaiah 30.15

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