Happy Thanksgiving to you!!
I’m thankful for your encouragement this past year. No matter how crazy the world gets, no matter the rising darkness, I know I’m not alone. You remind me you’re out there, seeing what I see and reading what I write. Dare we hope this will be our last Thanksgiving before we’re all caught up? I look forward to seeing you in the air.
Blessings to you and your family from mine,
Lisa
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Week in Review
Anticipation is building. Can you feel it? We know daybreaks are dwindling and that soon, the final sunset will come when the Son sets out to claim His bride. The concept of us being raptured, us being snatched away from this wicked world just in the nick of time, is so utterly fantastical and inconceivable that it’s sometimes hard to believe it is true. We look at Scripture just to make sure we haven’t missed something and are reminded that our God, the one who parts seas and stills the sun, is capable of something just that big, something as extreme as parting skies and bursting open graves. It’s not our imaginations at all. He’s coming.
Even amid our present frustrations over how we’re ignored and ridiculed for our beliefs in a pretribulation rapture, our internal excitement grows. Maybe for some you can’t call it excitement exactly, but you’ll sure call it a relief to get out of a world so hardly recognizable compared to where you grew up. We’re all growing weary waking and warning. Others won’t listen. For most, they’ll only believe when the world as they know it ends, so we can’t wait for the day to prove them wrong. Then it happens like a solid blow to the chest as reality settles upon our hearts. Our rescue will leave billions to suffer. Some of those billions will be our loved ones, our parents and siblings, husbands and wives, sons and daughters, coworkers and even co-laborers in the church.
Truth is, because I have a vivid writer’s imagination, I can’t allow myself to dwell much on those thoughts with any great detail. They’re just too crushing. Four horsemen riding, bringing wars and famine, death and destruction, is all too much. From the very second after our disappearance, perpetual, spiritual nightfall will settle upon an unsuspecting people. No matter how long the period between the rapture and the signing of the covenant that will officially kick off the tribulation, when the light is removed, darkness will quickly become utter blackness with no restrainer to restrain. Inexpressible wickedness will rise and fill the vacuum left by the exodus of the church. Continue reading…
If you’re following along with the videos and articles of interest I share, you will find them here each week:
Week in Review
I had a plan for how I will answer my call, here in the meantime while I wait for Jesus. I have series topics all mapped out and a production schedule for when to have them completed. I had a plan–and then the Lord sat me down. So, what’s a writer to do but look up and listen up when the God of all heaven gives you a season of pause? What am I supposed to do at my weakest?
Different than most, I live with lower blood pressure. For me, it’s doable–until it’s not. These past months I can’t seem to keep it at my steady, livable number. When it drops to a certain level, as in 70 something over 50 something, I’m in a fog mentally and even get blurry vision. I’m in that place now and can’t concentrate enough on the Prepare Your Heart series I’m working on to make the next installment come together. I read what I wrote last and can’t really understand what it’s saying. I tried to capture some existing ideas on the new article, but it all feels like gibberish.
Should I just give up this week and not reach out to you? Absolutely not! I want to share my weakness in the hopes that it will resonate with your own. I know you feel it too, even if it’s not physical weakness like mine. If you don’t feel weak in any area at all, then good luck with that pride coming before a fall (Proverbs 16:18) season where you’re about to scrape your knees. If any of us were strong enough to get through this life, we wouldn’t need Jesus to be our Savior. Continue reading…