His Word

I started to keep track. It was not that I was interested in the morbid details of how someone died or almost died. But when tragedy rocks society one still has their own story. And, so I began to notice the one thing that they all had in common… the same words. It was this…this that caught my mind’s eye and made me keep track. Start to count.

We believe that there is a God. The Creator of Heaven and Earth. His Word shall not return unto Him void. Simple. And, that is what I began to track…count…His Word. So many people have died. Bombs, bullets, knives but  always by someone’s hand.

The sweet young lady from the attack in Paris, said, “Love will never die.” The young man from Orlando Florida said, “It was unto the Glory of God.” The man from the Brussels Airport said, “My Guardian angel was with me.” One young lady was on her way to a cafe near the Bataclan Theatre that night… then suddenly she changed her mind. The following day as she was walking and recounted the last few moments of her life…she collapsed. She fainted. ‘But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.’

I added up all the words…His Word and remembered ‘So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.’

I can see how every knee shall bow…and every tongue confess …now, I can even hear it.




Women of War

To all you feminists out there, get ready for a biblical wild ride. Long before there was Quentin Tarantino and that long legged blonde from Kill Bill. God had some real sisters, of His own. Some people would have us believe that God just don’t care about certain woman’s issues. Or, for that matter, He has some sort of issue with strong women, wise women, mothers, weeping women, wailing women and ruthless women.  Some of these women are deemed invisible, vilified, not appreciated and marginalized by society. Well, with God, it ain’t so. Just read His Word.

There are two women in the bible that need a little mention. I mean, if these stories got just a little more attention, say on National Woman Day, Mother’s Day, and even good’ ol Secretaries Day it would at least shed a whole heap of light in that dark minded place.

Well, the Prophetess Deborah, told Barak, “Arise! For this is the day in which the LORD has given Sisera into your hands; behold, the LORD has gone out before you.” So Barak went down from Mount Tabor with ten thousand men following him.”

They chased Sisera’s army to the edge…and over the cliff but Sisera got away. This guy ran up the hill and down the mountain trying to save his life. Just then, he runs into Jael, the wife of Heber the Kenite. There had been peace so Sisera asked to stay in the Jael’s tent.

“18Jael went out to meet Sisera, and said to him, “Turn aside, my master, turn aside to me! Do not be afraid.” And he turned aside to her into the tent, and she covered him with a rug. 19He said to her, “Please give me a little water to drink, for I am thirsty.” So she opened a bottle of milk and gave him a drink; then she covered him. 20He said to her, “Stand in the doorway of the tent, and it shall be if anyone comes and inquires of you, and says, ‘Is there anyone here?’ that you shall say, ‘No.’” 21But Jael, Heber’s wife, took a tent peg and seized a hammer in her hand, and went secretly to him and drove the peg into his temple, and it went through into the ground; for he was sound asleep and exhausted. So he died.”  Judges 4:18-21

Next scene, Barak shows up at  Jael’s house and it goes something like this, ‘Hey Barak, that guy you’re looking for, he’s in here. Clearly, Jael is a ride or die kinda chick.

Now some women just won’t put up with nothing disturbing their peace of mind and their families. And, that’s what happened here. Back story, there happened to be a troublemaker there named Sheba son of Bicri, a man from the tribe of Benjamin. Sheba blew a ram’s horn and began to chant: “Down with the dynasty of David! We have no interest in the son of Jesse.”

So right there we know there’s a fight cause David, he just don’t play. Anyhow, Sheba’s people start drama in this town and when Joab arrived he took a battering ram to the door of her fortress, in Abel-beth-maacah.

“16 But a wise woman in the town called out to Joab, “Listen to me, Joab. Come over here so I can talk to you.” 17 As he approached, the woman asked, “Are you Joab?”

“I am,” he replied.

So she said, “Listen carefully to your servant.”

“I’m listening,” he said.

18 Then she continued, “There used to be a saying, ‘If you want to settle an argument, ask advice at the town of Abel.’ 19 I am one who is peace loving and faithful in Israel. But you are destroying an important town in Israel.[e] Why do you want to devour what belongs to the Lord?”

20 And Joab replied, “Believe me, I don’t want to devour or destroy your town! 21 That’s not my purpose. All I want is a man named Sheba son of Bicri from the hill country of Ephraim, who has revolted against King David. If you hand over this one man to me, I will leave the town in peace.”

“All right,” the woman replied, “we will throw his head over the wall to you.” 22 Then the woman went to all the people with her wise advice, and they cut off Sheba’s head and threw it out to Joab. So he blew the ram’s horn and called his troops back from the attack. They all returned to their homes, and Joab returned to the king at Jerusalem.  2 Samuel 20: 16-22.

A tent peg to the head or toss his head over the wall…either way…gotta love a sister with a good arm.

And, a God that loves a woman who at all costs will protect her family, community and her nation. So much so, He included her victories in His book.

It sounds like the Lord

You would think he would have recognized his voice considering
angel blowing trumpetthey lived in such close quarters. But, he didn’t recognize the sound. And, it happened again a few minutes later. The same voice, calling out his name but the young boy still didn’t understand what he heard or who was calling him so late in the night. But, in his spirit there was a resounding familiarity.  Samuel ran to Eli a second and a third time. Understand, Samuel did not know the Lord, as yet, he was only twelve-years-old. The scripture says the Lord had not been revealed to him even though he slept in the same room with the ark of the covenant.

Finally, Eli, the High Priest, “realized that the Lord was calling the boy. 9 So Eli told Samuel, “Go and lie down, and if he calls you, say, ‘Speak, Lord, for your servant is listening.’” So Samuel went and lay down in his place.10 The Lord came and stood there, calling as at the other times, “Samuel! Samuel!” Then Samuel said, “Speak, for your servant is listening.” 11 And the Lord said to Samuel: “See, I am about to do something in Israel that will make the ears of everyone who hears about it tingle.” 1 Samuel 3:8-11

Samuel heard the Lord’s voice in another realm…the second atmosphere. Remember, as it is on Earth so it is in Heaven. It even took Eli, the High Priest,  a minute. As promised, the Lord revealed himself in that still small voice. Oh…do you hear what I hear?

For a while now, I have been reading the numerous reports about strange sounds coming from the earth. This ‘phenomena’ has been going on for some 40 years. These strange sounds have been reported throughout the US, Canada, Australia, Russia, Germany, and other countries.

Some people have described it as ‘background music from a movie’ or ‘echoes of trumpets’ even ‘a strange hum coming from the sky.’ What could this really be? One article reported, “The continuous waves produce sounds lasting from 13 to 300 seconds. They can be heard by a relatively small proportion of people – who are sensitive to the hums – and also by seismic instruments.” Ocean waves rocking the sea bed and causes the planet to vibrate and in turn produces those sounds.

Yet, His word says:

Psalms 96:11
Let the heavens be glad, and the earth rejoice! Let the sea and everything in it shout his praise!

1 Chronicles 16:32
Let the sea resound, and all that is in it; let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them!

Habakkuk 2:11
The stones of the wall will cry out, and the beams of the woodwork will echo it.

Some will say science. I say God.

When the Pharisees wanted Jesus to rebuke his disciples, Jesus answered, “I tell you, if these become silent, the stones will cry out!” Luke 19: 39-40

He who has ears to hear, let him hear. Be still and know…these are the last days.

Speak Lord, for your servant is listening.

The Cost of Sexuality

Woman – one word that conjures so many visually explosive thoughts. A word where the very essence of sexuality can make a man millions. Yet, a woman caught in the wrong situation it can cost her everything…even her life.

I really didn’t know too much about the back-story just some rumors and rumblings. She was single…no husband just a string of men – some single, some married, and some liars. The women that met at the community center on Wednesday mornings would whisper about her. They were consumed with her life. Each week they added-up how many men she had but none of them counted what it cost her. None of them heard her scream in the dark when those men roughed her up just a little-tiny-bit trying to have some fun. While, she did, what she did, cause only God knows why.

My husband has always been a skeptical man…timing and convenience will always bother him. I can only share my part of this story: First, I saw him come up the back alleyway dressed like he was going to work.  I think he was merchant…you know a salesman. Then, early afternoon around lunch, I was hanging the laundry on the line in the backyard. That’s when I heard the Pharisees, soldiers and the horsemen. They raced up the alley through the back gate and stormed her house.  Adultrous woman

The soldiers caught her in the very act…and dragged her half naked body out of her house. They wanted to display her DNA. They waited for her…while she waited for him! What if there was Periscope, Instagram, Twitter…or a simple cell phone video? The hits, the tweets…the vines…her life would have gone viral…like a disease.

When that back door busted open and I saw the helmets of those guards, the rage on their faces and the thirst for blood in their eyes, I hid under the table the one we use to press olive oil.  I listened for the sound of ‘Her Man’s’ voice but I only heard her screaming, ’You’re hurting me, you’re hurting my wrists!’

When their voices became faint, I got the courage to stand up. When my husband came home, he wanted to know if they took the guy. I told him no. When the soldiers left her house, ‘Her Man’ ran in the opposite direction praying he could fly. Later than night people were still talking, no news…no word on the street…no one returned to her home. My husband mutters when he speculates and he knew this was not over…she was set-up…maybe it was the man she was with…who knows? I would never let it slip that it was the Pharisees or one of the scribes.

“Now early[a] in the morning He came again into the temple, and all the people came to Him; and He sat down and taught them. Then the scribes and Pharisees brought to Him a woman caught in adultery.” There was a situation up-in the temple! She would be stoned. My husband was right. They kept that woman all night and waited for Jesus to come in the morning …kill two birds with one stone…trick Jesus and kill the woman.

Anyhow, my husband went down to the temple the next morning. He had to  see for himself. He wasn’t surprised that ‘Her Man’ wasn’t there even though the law speaks of the death of both the man and the woman that were involved – justice, grace and mercy had left the building. How could the woman get a fair trial…when she wasn’t in the bed by herself!

“Teacher, this woman was caught in adultery, in the very act. Now Moses, in the law, commanded us that such should be stoned. But what do You say?” This they said, testing Him, that they might have something of which to accuse Him. But Jesus stooped down and wrote on the ground with His finger, as though He did not hear. So when they continued asking Him, He raised Himself up and said to them, “He who is without sin among you, let him throw a stone at her first.” And again He stooped down and wrote on the ground. Then those who heard it, being convicted by their conscience, went out one by one, beginning with the oldest even to the last. And Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst. When Jesus had raised Himself up and saw no one but the woman, He said to her, “Woman, where are those accusers of yours? Has no one condemned you?” She said, “No one, Lord.”And Jesus said to her, “Neither do I condemn you; go and sin no more.”

My husband came home praising Jesus…he knew, “O Lord, the hope of Israel, all who forsake you will be put to shame. Those who turn away from you will be written in the dust because they have forsaken the Lord, the spring of living water” (Jer 17:13).

Jesus met the woman at the well…and He wrote the names of the other men in the dust for all to read. My husband knew their faces from running out the back gate but now he knew their names names as the left scattering their stones.