It's been forever since I posted.
I used to write because it helped me think things through while my husband was deployed. I had every intention of blogging after he returned, but life over the last 8 years was strangely in the way.
Now we have the residue of the COVID pandemic and the looming U.S. presidential election this week shrieking that chaos will surely ensue. But I am at peace.
My mission is the same: to make disciples of Christ Jesus my Lord. My security is the same: He has made a home for me in heaven with the Father through His death, burial, and resurrection.
So whether COVID, anarchists, or a freak car accident snuffs out my life from this planet, I am at peace with my Creator, Sustainer, Redeemer, and Friend. There's that old prayer poem that says, "Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep; If I shall die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take..." I wish the fear of present day for so many people could be replaced with the assurance God provides in His Son. Romans 10:13 reminds us, "For “everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved.”
Have you called on Him?
