Spiritual Warfare in 2020

This is the PERFECT VISUAL of SPIRITUAL WARFARE!

Spiritual warfare is both a war in the heavenlies and a physical everyday experience. It has very real human casualties because Satan uses physical forces to wage war against believers. The scripture teaches us that those who give themselves over to the satanic evil that is here on earth are flesh and bone just like you and me. They are as much filled with the evil as we are redeemed by the blood of Christ and clothed in his righteousness which is only through His sacrifice. When you make the decision to embrace evil you become evil. It’s one of the first lessons we learn in Scripture.


Genesis 4:7 (KJV) If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door. And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him.


That was God Himself warning Cain that sin was at the door to his heart through his mind and about to overtake him. It was his choice to listen. Yet Cain chose to give himself to that evil and jealousy made him kill his brother. It brought death.

Spiritual Warfare is fought through prayer, worship and God’s word by flesh and blood believers. Prayer as spiritual warfare is throughout scripture. Using God’s Word which does not come back void, is exactly the weapon Jesus showed us in the wilderness by answering Satan with the Scripture as it was written. Since Satan is a legalist and knows scripture, Jesus, humbled himself for our sake and became fully man, yet was still fully God, was confined by the law at that time. So if Satan could have had Jesus even break one tiny part of the law, then Jesus would not have been the spotless lamb and never qualified as the blameless sacrifice in our place. Jesus LOVED US so much that He REFUSED to allow the sin of selfish desire to overtake him and defeated Satan with the power of God’s word. It still has the same power!


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Now that Christ died for our sins and has made a way of redemption for us, Satan is powerless against us if we are clothed in Jesus righteousness! The power of his blood is greater than the fallen angel who must bow to God’s authority as a created being and NOT equal with God but His underling. He will NEVER be as powerful as God. Don’t make that mistake. The only weapons that Satan can use against us are in the earthly realm whether spiritual or physical because he has a limited domain. He attacks our minds with thoughts, gets us to turn to lust, anger, sin, murder, all forms of EVIL, he attacks our earthly bodies with disease, our world with natural disasters, and has men do evil in his name to destroy the beauty of what God intended for us to live in as perfection. He wanders the earth, going to and fro, seeking whom he may devour. Using people who are weak and blind to do his dirty work. Should we be afraid, NO! God makes us a promise.

No weapon formed against us will prosper!”


Isaiah 54:17 (NKJV)  No weapon formed against you shall prosper, And every tongue which rises against you in judgment you shall condemn. This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord, And their righteousness is from Me,” Says the Lord.


So, while some may see the verse and the title of “Spiritual Warfare” and think they don’t go together, but I beg to differ. I believe this is a COMPLETELY accurate representation of God’s word and Spiritual Warfare. The Armour of God is a complete representation of the weapons of our warfare. We are to be as shrewd as snakes and as innocent as doves.and we have the ability to confront both Satan on a spiritual level through the Holy Spirit who lives within us, and physical threats that seek to destroy our families, our nation, our government, the nation of Israel, defend the weak and those who cannot defend themselves, victims of violence, rape, abuse, human trafficking, poverty, the hungry, mentally ill, physically sick, disabled, the homeless, like defeating ISIS and terrorists who are killing Christians and others and even the everyday battles we fight at our businesses, work, home, school, etc. Most of all the SPREAD THE GOSPEL!

He gave us the armor to FIGHT BACK!!


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We are called to be PEACEMAKERS not PEACEKEEPERS


We have never been called to be “peacekeepers“, we have been called to be “peacemakers“. There is a HUGE DIFFERENCE. Peacekeepers tolerate all forms of evil to “keep the peace”. Peacemakers stand up and make those who perpetuate evil on others in the name of tolerance accountable for their actions. Freedom is not free. Tolerance of one groups needs by obliterating another’s is the fundamental flaw of our society today. We have begun to delineate our value of humanity based on whether you think like we do. This is evil to the core. It is the deepest kind of evil that exists and history is repeating itself right now. We have a generation who has never known the effects of the holocaust and the lessons of “never again” and have chosen to thumb their collective nose at all things holy and just.


Peacemakers will NEVER sacrifice truth on the altar of public opinion.


If we as believers let ourselves believe that “God’s love” for others means that we tolerate evil and celebrate sin, then we are being the biggest hypocrites in the history of mankind. For us to truly love others means that we will speak truth and be willing to not only fight with all we have, spiritually through prayer, worship, praise and God’s word, but also physically with the “sword” or whatever weapon of warfare we are blessed with to defend our nation and others. Whether a pen and paper, our own or collective voices, tactical military weapons or the guns used by law enforcement & law abiding citizens for personal defense. Our HIGHEST honor to all those who serve in uniform and sacrifice for the safety of others. Please know that we profoundly thank you for your service!

I humbly pray that this helps your understanding and blesses your walk with Christ.

Old Chicks Can Still Learn New Tricks

Why so long since my last post? I could start with a suspenseful beginning…
(Insert music) DUN-DUN-DUUUUN!!!… It was a dark and stormy night… OK not really but it sure felt like it!

DISCLAIMER:
The following account may have included that author taking a slight bit of literary license… which may or may not include some elements that are completely imaginary…But it’s my story and I’m sticking to it…just saying.Warn

Apparently a massive alien had decided to invade my eye socket in what I can only describe as an intergalactic invasion. By about 11 pm one night, I could no longer locate the eye I once knew and loved. It had taken on a life of its own and morphed into a mirror image of my favorite one-eyed contact wearing character from the movie Monster’s Inc. To my chagrin I realized I also have his body type! So now, if you just imagine him with lipstick and a pony tail, zooming around crashing into walls with her wheelchair, you can envision the person who is the author of this blog. (See attractive self-portrait below)
Technically I hope to stop the whole wall crashing thing once this eyeball turbulence has left the building opening up the possibility of a clear outlook to welcome the return of my retina. (Update: I am happy to report that this has indeed occurred since the writing of this post.)AW One Eyed Wheelchair

All this to leads to my next statement, which is an apology for taking so long to update my blog. I had no way of knowing that there would be a sneak attack carefully orchestrated on the very night most of us earthlings were “pre-ocular-pied” watching the eclipse. I can only guess that it was quite the “eye opener” as one by one they took up residence in my cornea during operation “im-planet”. It wouldn’t’ have been so bad, but they just happened to be the latest craze to hit this solar system, you guessed it, the interspecies spectacular, “Stardust Singers”, performing off, off, WWAAAYYYYY off Broadway in the milky way version of their latest musical, Flash-N-Dance. All of a sudden I was waving my hands in the air, like I just didn’t care. Unfortunately this led to a horrific scene with a round little Finnish lady trying to strangle anything she could get her hands on to keep from pushing the big red button and ejecting the “space-ially” challenged
visitors into orbit.

When suddenly our elite, “Canine Special Forces Unit” intervened and distracted me from my distress. It is a team of two, my sweet little fluffy companion ESA, Lola and P-Nut my husband’s PTSD service dog. Lola has even grown her own set of fluffy white snow boots in preparation for the ensuing Minnesota winter. It has been a little traumatic as she can’t quite figure out how her new adoptive mother grew two heads overnight, but as soon a she smelled puppy treats, she overcame her bewilderment and assumed the position for belly rubs.

And so ends my long, sad, dramatic “visual day-mare” as I beg for your forgiveness at my delay. In other words, here’s the post…

Line borderAutumn in America! I love this time of year. The air is crisp and cool and the trees paint the landscape with a symphony of brilliant colors announcing that it’s time for fall outings to the pumpkin patch, corn mazes and the local apple orchards. Young and old alike cuddle up in their cozy sweaters, people raking leaves while listening to the delightful squeals of Squirrelchildren laughing as they romp and play amongst the neatly stacked piles of leaves with their favorite family pets adding another whole dimension of fun to the mix. And then an annual migration of crock pots begin their parade as they mysteriously appear on kitchen counters along with favorite Thanksgiving harvest recipes as families begin to pre-plan for holiday travel. What awesome memories mixed with anticipation of good things to come! Oh how I wish I could be part of that world again and yet terrified that if the opportunity presents itself I will be too petrified to grasp the brass ring.

Last time I promised to share how my log removal experience proved that this “Old Chick” still learns new tricks and what better time of year than October, when costume parties are in full swing and the masks we wear are now in full view. You see, I have learned to recognize the tricks and illusions life seems to throw our way in which so many of us have the role of unsuspecting victim thrust upon us without inquiring if we were interested. But then again, I am quite sure no one would ever freely volunteer for the role. BUT I am here to tell you that there is another choice, a much BETTER choice.

FLASHBACK: Some years ago, my hubby and I had become friends with a senior couple who invited us to visit their home. Upon our arrival, we noticed a sign proudly displayed by their front door. It read, “1 YOUNG Chick and 1 OLD Crow live here” with a big red arrow.Young Chick Old Crow

I assured him that the reason the man living there was quite healthy had grown to such a ripe old age was because he was obviously very wise when picking out this sign. John quickly offered to get one but I paused to point out that it would have to say, “1 Old Chick and 1 Old Crow…” He adamantly disagreed in mock protest. His argument was that since I was still learning, I must be young. Not to be outdone, I responded by revealing the fundamental flaw in his theory of assuming that only young chicks can learn. I very clearly pointed out that, “This Old Chick, can still learn new tricks!” (Needless to say, he shows keen insight by still claiming that as I am a few years his junior, I will “always” be a young chick compared to him – Smart man.)Title Old Chicks

I couldn’t help but think back to that statement as I reflected on how God had opened my eyes to a new way of thinking by helping me clear away the debris that had been blocking my view. I believe I resemble the old saying, “Can’t see the forest for the trees.” As the wife of a husband who suffers from complex PTSD, I have come to understand that it is far more difficult to watch my beloved suffer, than enduring the pain of my own disability. The ugly truth is that abuse always involves collateral damage to those closest to the victim which often goes unacknowledged. BUT GOD sees every heartache and he knows every tear. He has promised to carry you through. He has taught this “Old Chick” some amazing “new tricks” more accurately referred to as lessons.

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Have you ever wondered how someone can endure such horrible suffering, when you are quite sure given the same circumstances you would not be able to survive? It’s because God doesn’t give us the grace we need before we need it nor does he give us the grace to overcome anyone else’s trials, not your family member’s, your children’s, your friend’s, your co-workers’, not even your husband’s. No matter how much I wanted to “fix” John and would have given anything to protect him from all the trauma and injuries he had suffered at the hands of his employer, I was not able. Carrying his pain was tearing me apart and allowing it to eat me up would eventually make me completely incapable of helping him or anyone else. My very nature and instinct caused me to have an overwhelming desire to protect him and to stop the hurting. AND… although I do have to remind myself from time to time, (Okay almost daily) I have discovered that no matter how much you want this, just like John would do anything to give me back the ability to walk again and be free from pain, you can’t. IT’S NOT YOUR JOB. If you truly believe that God is sovereign and that He works all things out for your good, than don’t mess it up by going ahead of Him. And definitely DO NOT do what I did and try to tell God how to do His job! (But that’s another story.)God gives grace

TRUTH: God knows the exact measure of grace required for every need. God gave John the courage to
stand with integrity and tell the truth. He granted John, not me, the grace to personally survive the injustice and the trauma because I am not the one who had to face it head on, day after day. But why did it happen? Well there are a million reasons people give for their actions but the truth is that it’s really pretty simple: Because hurting people hurt other people. BAM! It hit me like a ton of bricks square in the forehead. WE ARE ALL HUMAN! That was my big epiphany?! I am almost embarrassed to admit it but that is exactly the point I had been missing.

Ephesians 6:12 – 13 KJV Put on the full armor of God, so that you will be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil. For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the powers, against the world forces of this darkness, against the spiritual forces of wickedness in the heavenly places. 

We live in a fallen world and we wrestle not against flesh and blood. We are in a spiritual battle and every war has wounded soldiers and casualties. Unfortunately, we as people of faith, often fall for Satan’s lies, and shoot the wounded when what they need is our love and support to help bring them into contact with God’s amazing grace in order to redeem them, not destroy them.

WALK FORWARD FACING BACKWARD

God never intended us to walk forward by facing backwards. It is impossible to look ahead and run the good race when you are consumed with the heartache of the past or too afraid to let go of the past because you wish things could go back to the way they were, especially after suffering loss. No, God did not remove the obstacles, but gave John and I the grace to survive in the midst of the storm and God continues to pour His grace into the situation so John can meet the challenges of the ongoing treatment on his journey to find restoration, healing and ultimately to find his way back home.

TRUTH: I was being crushed by trying to carry a load that was not mine to carry. God had not forgotten me, but instead gave me the grace to help me see our situation ina new light. He took away the weight of feeling worthless and the enormous guilt I carried and showed me that it was impossible for me to accept God’s forgiveness if I was not able to forgive myself for getting sick or for not recognizing earlier why my husband was suffering. WHAT? What did He mean, forgive myself? I knew in my head that my disability was not my fault. I knew that I had no way of knowing what was happening at my husband’s work since he was deliberately trying to protect me by not sharing it with me earlier. I knew that I had prayed in faith for healing and God had another plan and I trusted His plan. But what I didn’t realize is that I had picked up an offense against myself.ROBS YOU OF FREEDOM

I was MAD at myself!! I was ANGRY, I was DEEPLY HURT and EMBARRASSED… I had failed my own expectations. I was buying into the labels that society puts on those they fail to understand because it is easier than having to confront their own fears and often without even realizing it. This includes those with disabilities, the ones who care for them, and especially those who suffer with UNSEEN disabilities with mental and emotional limitations such as PTSD. This time, I had fallen for one of Satan’s oldest tricks, condemnation, and I fell hard. The result, I began to internalize that responsibility for the things that were not in my control. I failed to recognize that only God was strong enough to carry my burden and I had to repent, ask God to help me forgive myself and totally relinquish the responsibility for my situation into His hands. I had to be willing to let go of my “perception” that I was just a piece of forgotten, useless human trash that God had somehow mistakenly left here on earth as a burden to my family and husband and choose to allow God to help me see the truth.

Now I can look back and say that even though we are still in the storm, we rest in the fact that God has given us victory over the battles we face every day. God has taught me the “trick”/the discipline, of letting go of my own expectations of what my faith and God’s answers look like. As long as I allowed myself to dictate what God’s answer should be in my own wisdom, I was open to condemnation by what other people thought about me and Satan being able to convince me that my faith had failed because of something I had done. But just like Peter, when he walked on the water and then looked away and began to sink, as soon as he turned his focus back on the Savior, His source, he was able to rise above the tide and walk. That is now the basis of my walk with God day in and day out. I had finally let the truth of Romans 8:1 penetrate, not just my mind, but my heart.
Romans 8:1 KJV – There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit.

FACT: As long as I kept holding onto yesterday, it would keep robbing me of the strength I needed to survive today! So I began to practice the conscious presence of my Father God and purposefully gave Him every part of my day and my thoughts and even my expectations so that I could focus on what God had for me today.

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FREEDOM! Yes, I was free to allow God’s love to flow through me once more to all those around me and most importantly to my beloved husband. I could be part of his recovery and the supportive wife and prayer warrior God had created me to be. I was free to accept the love that my family and friends were showing me and, while I was still humbled by it, it was no longer skewed by the eyes of my own pride. In accepting God’s forgiveness and allowing His forgiveness to cleanse me and forgive myself, I was now able to count the love of others as a blessing from my Heavenly Father. I recognized that God was fully capable of blessing them for their sacrifice and my job was just to allow the joy and peace of the Lord to breathe new life into our situation that would in turn be an encouragement to them also. And He can do the same for you.

Isn’t that just like God? He uses us broken pots to cast the most beautiful mosaic of his light onto everyone around us as long as we are obedient enough to allow His love to shine through our brokenness, in all circumstances.

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Looks like I will have to share that next time when I reveal how reality so rudely interrupted my misguided expectations for my “Christian Walk” VS the actual trials we must overcome when the unexpected takes our breath away on this roller coaster we call life.

REFLECTION: Ask God if there is an area of your own life that you haven’t forgiven yourself for? Are you, like I was, allowing pride to skew your vision? Is it blocking you from receiving God’s forgiveness, healing and provision? Are you ready to allow God to restore your freedom to accept the love and care of others? Are you the reason someone else is unable to move forward and do you need to make things right to free both of you from the prison of unforgiveness, guilt and shame? Then I encourage you to take it to God in prayer because I know that if He can do it for me, He can do it for you and He has promised to do just that in His word.

PRAYER:
Dear Papa God, Today I ask you to take off the blinders that anyone reading this has allowed to skew their vision. Help them stop ignoring the guilt and unloving spirit that has taken a hold of their thoughts and mind and stolen their freedom. I ask that you soften their hearts to accept your forgiveness and to forgive themselves. God allow them to recognize and let go of the mistakes of their past so they can embrace the freedom of your peace and joy in spite of their circumstances! Thank you for your answer in advance and may they feel your grace in tangible ways throughout the days and weeks ahead. In Jesus Name I pray, Amen.

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Welcome to Hope Lost N’ Found: Can God Really Be There?

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Have you ever had a day, no wait, a month, no that’s not right either…OK, have you ever had a year…no…let me think…. YES! This time I’ve really got it….Have you ever had a life where things made you go, “HMMMMM…” on a fairly regular basis? Welcome to my reality!

My world is made up of gazillions of moments that are best described as millions of tiny little sparks of creation dancing and weaving about the endless abyss of my mind leaving random patterns that burst forth illuminating the massive amounts of gray matter that inhibit my somewhat conflicted cranium. The ensuing battle includes the volatile clash between the left and right hemispheres as my brain continues its energetic interchange and searches desperately for any signs of intelligent life. Then in one amazing split second the light comes together in a random yet cohesive pattern that blooms forth a thought that I then endeavor to share with those who are brave enough to go along for the ride.

Disclaimer: I AM NOT GOD! I realize you are quite possibly horrified, shocked and even dismayed by this announcement, right?! Hopefully NOT!! Seriously, I am still learning and growing and make mistakes every day. Forgiven by grace but still very imperfect. However, I can without a doubt tell you that the following statement is 100% TRUE: I DO NOT have all the answers, but I DO KNOW the one who does.

Therefore, I make no claims or guarantees regarding anything other than to be open and honest, which I suppose in this day and age most would call outrageously dangerous. But that is a sacrifice I am willing to make should you uphold your end of the bargain. “What is that?” you say. Well, if you are willing to enter this “helmets off” safety zone where my soul is free to run and explore life’s many twists and turns, ups and downs and even navigate failures and successes, then climb aboard and let’s get into the nitty gritty of life together.

Will it always be pretty? NO. Will duct tape be used? PROBABLY (However only the pretty pink kind). I can promise we will laugh, maybe cry, possibly discover something we hadn’t thought of before, but most of all we will learn how to cope in the midst of life’s adversities and trails as I share what God has shown me during over 40 something years on this planet.  CONFESSION: Often it takes my Abba Father patiently waiting as I go around that mountain 2, 3 or even 4 times and counting because I find I closely resemble the Apostle Paul when he declares in Romans 7:15

For I do not understand my own actions. For I do not do what I want, but I do the very thing I hate.

You may be wondering what gives me this type of insight, why even listen? Or better yet, can we even relate to each other?

Here’s my story in a nutshell: I went from healthy and happy to devastation and loss, from able bodied pursuing a successful career to feeling like a forgotten piece of human trash, from performing and singing in church and community theater to watching alone from the sidelines, from embracing creativity as a graphic artist with a love for water colors to hands that burn and ache yet lose sensation long before the brush and canvas are ready to rest, from being independent, actively involved in charities and volunteering to the instant when your world comes crashing in.

I will never forget the moment. The lights were bright and the room cold and sterile, muted voices could be heard through the partly closed door where my chart hung neatly in the clear plastic holder. Down the long hallway, we had travelled just a short time earlier, a door would open and then close, footsteps first slow, then quicker as a parent went to comfort a small child, then nothing, just silence… I could feel myself starting to get flushed and the air was stagnant, the lights were burning down on my skin as my husband gently rubbed my back in a desperate attempt to comfort me, and then the door opened. I was jolted back into reality by the sound of the surgeon’s voice. You can do this, I told myself, as I braced for the news that surgery would be my only option. ‘Mrs. Weber, I am so sorry, but it’s inoperable.” I was paralyzed, unable to even breathe as my mind wildly grasped at any form of logical thought… I had been so afraid of surgery that not once had I even considered the likelihood that it might not be possible. The rest of the appointment was a blur as the horror of my situation began to weave it’s way into the fabric of my mind. I would never walk again.

Of course there’s the whole journey of learning life from a wheelchair in mind numbing pain along with the loss of control that comes with being incapable of self-care. The reality of being dependent on the kindness of strangers to meet your needs. I imagine people’s responses would understandably encompass a range of conflicting emotions from pity to disdain, because, believe me, I went through them all!

  • How tragic
  • That must be so hard to face
  • Her poor family
  • Thank God that’s not me
  • I can’t imagine, so sad
  • I hope she got health insurance
  • What’s the big deal, lots of people are disabled and doing fine
  • Get over it there are many people worse off

All the time I had no concept of the far more difficult trial ahead. It would hit like a tornado and obliterate everything beyond the point of recognition, affecting every area of life leaving no stone unturned. It’s vicious attack would make your disabilities pale in comparison. I will write more about that in a later post but for now I will just say that suffering hardship is one thing, but when you have to endure watching helplessly as your loved one, especially a spouse or child, suffer abuse causing them severe harm. it will make even the strongest among us shake their fists at the air and scream as loud as they can, “Take me instead, I will suffer, just don’t hurt my….” But injustice, by it’s very nature is no respecter of persons, without regard for who it crushes, as it weaves it’s web of deception and lies that strangles it’s prey intent on destroying it. Devoid of a conscience it’s tentacles reaching for the most vulnerable, inflicting injury long before the innocent even realize what’s happening.

How did I cope with  isolation and financial destitution that has left me literally trapped in my home without accessible transportation and no way to leave for over a year and still no solution in sight?  Is it possible to cope when your husband and soulmate of almost 25 years has become a stranger and justice seems no where to be found?

Can it be? Can God really be there if you are still in the storm? I am here to say, “YES!”

For all those who are looking for a safe place to come and sit for a while enjoying a few moments of rest from the ongoing battles that we each fight, many alone in the silence, to those who are just looking for a good cup of virtual coffee for a few minutes during their day, and to those who are simply trying to figure out a way to be a good friend and support to someone in crisis, I say, “WELCOME”!

SHHHH… I’ll let you in on a little secret, I have no idea where this adventure leads since I have never gone down this road before! I might even share a recipe or two, who knows. You see I am convinced that there are many good resources for those who are just starting out in preparation to meet the on slot of whatever comes their way when drinking out of the firehose we call life. They encompass shelves filled with books and videos, sound bites online, on a wide array of topics from parenting, how to choose a career to a slew of how to books from preparing for marriage all the way to topics like how to preplan you own funeral. In case you missed it there is the endless list of gurus proclaiming the secret to financial freedom, self-help, how to dress, what to eat, spirituality and relationships, etc… followed by the millions of testimonials of those who are now a success on the other side of their hardship.

“What was that you said?” I said, “Hardship”. You know…. the kind that can bring even the strongest person flat on their face in the bottom of a muddy pit of despair, that kind of hardship. However, there are precious few resources with practical “how to” ideas, comments, insight or encouragement of what to do in the middle of if all, when all hope seems lost and you have no more strength to take even one breath, let alone one more step. Not elaborate motivational goal setting seminars or 12 step programs, although they can be great, but just enough to get you to take that next step and then the next. I invite you to come and share together how to overcome and learn what practical everyday things can help along the way.

I have told youIMPORTANT NOTE: I am not offering some miracle cure or claiming that God will make your life perfect, since He never promised that. But I do hope your will discover some much needed tools and ideas to keep you going in the midst of the storm.

With that I will close for now and will meet you again on the pages of HopeLostNFound.com. Keep looking for updates including new random topics that I encounter and make me go, “Hmmmmm…” I will be growing a list of resources and fun items, as I work on developing my site and thank you in advance for your patience as I learn how to navigate this new world of online blogging and all the technology surrounding it.

P.S. HINT: One day you will probably see something that you don’t agree with or even offends you! SOLUTION: Just STOP! Don’t read it. Problem solved! Hopefully you will find something new next time you come that is more to your liking. As I said before, I am just a fellow human being, relying on God’s grace. I am learning and growing on just like all of us on this common journey we call life. Of course you can always send a private message that is constructive and helpful, in an attitude of love and concern for truth, and I will welcome the conversation. As I said earlier, this is meant to be a “helmets off” safety zone, and as long as it is glorifying to God, biblically sound and truthful, I am okay with it. If not….I will always maintain the right to take it down or get rid of divisive or offensive comments. This is not meant to be anything more than one woman’s journey through life and an invitation to have a peek at what God is teaching her through each season. I pray God’s blessing and refreshment on all who visit and thank you for taking the time to stop by.

Author: Anne Weber (c) Sept 2015