Gonna have a lot to tell y’all on the other side. Sleeting out here now so still precarious but I have WiFi for the 1st time. This clip’s from a more innocent time when we were only 12 hrs into no power & before we slept in a 33 degree house. I’m still in these same clothes. LOL
To give y’all some idea of how cold my house has been, when we 6 (Keith, his 85 year old mom, me & 3 dogs) sat right on the hearth of the butane fireplace in our den, we still had frosty breath. Our well is frozen along with our pipes but we saw it coming & collected water.
PS. My man’s a career plumber so pipes, he knows. That doesn’t keep ours from breaking. But it does mean I’m living with the right guy if they do. We’ve been so cut off from the world that I only know bits and pieces about Houston but please, please pray for our most vulnerable!
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It’s drizzling rain out here in the woods north of Houston. I keep staring out the window, watching for raindrops to turn to snowflakes. I can’t help myself. I know many of you have had all the snow you want but it’s so rare here that my heart’s beating fast.
Other elements may vary but I believe to my bones this is the bottom line in every situation where a Christian leader has lived in gross hypocrisy, carrying on a double life, for years on end:
They are out of fellowship with Jesus. Period. YOU CANNOT SUSTAIN THAT IN FELLOWSHIP.
The Holy Spirit convicts of sin. Every believer has and will fall into strongholds of various kinds of sin but, in fellowship with Christ, we cannot bear to remain in it. We will repent. We can implement all the accountability systems & MUST. But what we’ve got on our hands are
people using piety and outward appearances of righteousness to hide the fact that they have little to no intimacy with the Father and Son through the Holy Spirit. Godliness is never accidental. Show me a godly man or woman and I will show you a godly man and woman who sought God.
You don’t have to have a theology degree, you don’t have to be ordained, you don’t have to work at a church or ministry, you don’t have to leave your house, you don’t have to be young, you don’t have to be old, you don’t have to money, social media influence or special permission
to serve -to be of incalculable use- in one of the most desperately needed, deeply wanted & biblically sanctioned ways on earth: praying for people. Several years ago, we started opening the doors at living proof at the Tuesday noon hour for anyone who needed prayer. We literally
put out an old school sign “Need prayer?” on the side of the road by our building. And people came. Thus began one of the most grounding, holy things we’ve ever done in the existence of living proof ministries. We’ve had to go to phones and zooms during this pandemic but it only
Started Leviticus in my morning reading yesterday. My habit is to read (not rush) through all 66 books, back & forth between old & new til done then I do it again. Only made it through Lev 4 so far but, if I start using the word entrails in my tweets, I just want you to know why.
If you’re curious about the approach, I don’t often go by a reading plan. I just choose what book to read next, hoping the Lord is leading. I certainly ask Him to. After I’ve read through a book in that particular Bible, I mark it off with highlighter. This Bible’s 2 years old.
All to say, as you can see, I put off Leviticus. That’s not to say it’s not great reading. Lots of treasures in it. And entrails. For today I’d like to offer my thoughts on my AM Bible reading in Leviticus in a record-breaking 7 words:
I was thinking this morning about trauma. I was thinking about the after effects. The aftershocks. How you tell your mind to move on and that all is OK now but your body refuses to believe you. If you are in a particularly tender or easily triggered place, don’t read this thread.
We live on acreage that I walk with my dogs no less than two or three times a day. Before work, after work. If I work at home, we take a break at noon & also walk then. We live on these acres. No way to escape them and, truly, we don’t want to. We love it here. It’s our home.
But there is a spot I cannot avoid where, 2 years ago, our dearly loved, constantly coddled bird dog chased deer through a thicket to a neighbor’s property & was met by coyotes. It all happened in my and Melissa‘s hearing. It was terrifying. It never occurred to us it was her.