I Thirst

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If thou art willing to suffer no adversity,

how wilt thou be the friend of Christ?

                                   Thomas à Kempis

Aristotle knew…

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”  The soul never thinks without a picture.  “

Kaleidoscope Eyes

It people dont see things...is true.  You are a die-hard Christian and there are times you feel as if you’ve been beamed down on some alien planet.  The problem is that it’s inhabitants are none to happy with your arrival.  Persona non grata that you are; you look for others of your kind.  They exist but are far and few.  You comfort yourself in the knowledge that Jesus has your back.

Or does He?

Oh Oh.

Has that thought ever entered your mind?   If you have been hammered lately by financial hardships, societal decay, and cold weather; join the club.  It is R-O-U-G-H out there and the devil is licking his chops waiting for the opportunity to slip doubt and skepticism into your beautiful, rebel brain.  It is no secret that the darkest kingpin parties hardy every time a Remnant Soldier questions the Lord’s Faithfulness.

Crucial point:  You are an irreplaceable member of the RESISTANCE.  Therefore, expect continuous and increasing oppression from the enemy.  You are an outsider in this secular morass.  Like the proverbial gem in the 5 and dime store, your presence is notable and undeniable.  Standing front and center for Jesus, you stick out like a sore thumb on a hand that insists it does not need you.

But we do need you…

You are one who can rightly see and hear by the fortifying power of Christ.  That makes you a divine tuning fork for The Kingdom.  Those gifts of the Holy Spirit, you have tucked up your sleeve, are tailored for this very moment in history.  Because you are here among us, this age of encroaching darkness is down a notch.  You matter and then some.  The testimony of your prayers, fasting, and worship heralds God’s Ultimate Triumph and Victory over evil.  One day soon we will stand united together in His Divine Company.

These are my words for you this day.  Take comfort in knowing that you are of singular nature and destiny.

You are different.

You matter.

Don’t stop.

Your Comrade in Christ,


From Jesus’ Lips…

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                     ” The Kingdom of God is Within You “

Rockin the Body

'Awesome Jesus Bus, Front Shot' photo (c) 2011, Joe Wolf - license: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nd/2.0/Some days I just wanna go ‘Partridge Family’ and get me a Jesus Bus and tear up Route 1.  I’d talk to anyone and everyone.  I’d yap up Jesus so hard that my jaw muscles would lock up in a permanent charlie horse.

Are you hearing me Brothers and Sisters !?

Despite my attempts to get my most ardent, Jesus-lovin buddies to weigh in on my pipe dream, they remain unmoved.  No biggie.  Like Noah, I’d scurry about, filling up the seats with every type of Christian.  2 by 2.  This heaven-bound heap of metal would tote every ecumenical flavor.  We’d be one big happy family going gospel for the Kingdom.

< silent pause >

You say we might dissolve into endless bickering over doctrinal differences?

You know where I am going with this.  It is about being One in Christ.  You love Him.  I love Him.  He loves Us.  That makes us brothers and sisters under One God.   So why is it so difficult for us to all get along?

There is something afoot with the fragmentation of the Divine Body.  It has the markings of Slewfoot and I don’t like it one iota.  The devil has a serious upper hand when the Christian Army is disenfranchised.  This jockeying for supremacy hails all the way back to the road at Capernaum (Luke 9:46, Mark 9:33).  Jesus attempted to quell that little brush fire with scant success.  The in-fighting continued prompting Paul to later appeal for Christian unity in his First Letter to the Corinthians.

Fast forward 2000 years and such appeals still persist.  Pope Francis apparently rang in on this topic just the other day.

…our communities continue to experience divisions, which are a scandal.  There is no other word for it: the divisions between Christians are a scandal…because they used Christ’s name to separate themselves from others within the Christian community.  But the name of Christ creates communion and unity, not division!  Baptism and the Cross are central elements in our common Christian discipleship.  Divisions, on the other hand, weaken the credibility and effectiveness of our commitment to evangelization…                                 Pope Francis – General Audience – 22 January 2014

Prayer Week for Christian Unity just flew by in a whisper.  Ashamedly, I confess having just learned of this initiative that is well over a hundred years old.  In accordance with Christ’s will “that they may all be one”, it serves as an ecumenical prayer-fest for the unity of all baptized persons.  What a beautiful way to storm heaven with a universal song.

Let’s face it, beautiful Remnant Family, we have to roll up our sleeves and get to work.  The surrounding territory is increasingly hostile.  American Christians, like many of our international comrades, may one day face overt persecution.  In a sweep of the hand, cloaked communion will become the order of the day and the colors of the Christian rainbow will commingle out of necessity.

Collectively we comprise the Body of Christ and have been given one another for this time of trials.

Just as geese trailing south overhead in the sky, the Faithful seeks a fixed form.  It seems that Jesus may be holding His Divine Breath; only to exhale once His Remnant Body is finally realized.

May this day come soon.

Until then, I remain.

Your Comrade in Christ,


The Choice

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Cry out with a thousand tongues!  I see that the world is rotten because of 


Saint Catherine of Siena (1347 – 1380)

The Uncommon Blizzard

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Yesterday the snow came.  Unrelenting and magical, I stood at the window marveling at the contradictions of this white onslaught.  Refusing to abandon an appointment with my spiritual advisor, I tackled the storm singlehandedly. Praying out loud and in real time, my little car swished to and fro on the icy roads. There I was…a collision of determination and stupidity. My three travel companions; fear, vulnerability, and awe, squirmed in the back seat tugging at my pony tail.  Not surprisingly, they all took a turn at me.

This morning, our little neighborhood awoke to a blanket of quiet.  A silencing of the world’s needless scurrying.  The blizzard has left it’s mark upon us much like a visitation from the Holy Spirit.

True confessions. 

I have a secret crush on the Holy Spirit.  He is bold and mysterious and comes only when He is good and ready.  Like a schoolgirl, I think of Him all the time and wonder if He notices me.  Taking many forms, I struggle to define His movements and whereabouts but He is His Own Person.  When He descends, He may flutter in on ivory wings or bellow from above as rampant fire.  Art begs to bring Him into focus but He is bigger than that.  Far beyond the human hand.

As the Faithful we know to pray often and with full heart.  We cry out to Jesus and His Holy Kingdom and we must.  Therein, lies our strength to remain active soldiers for the Good.  A year ago, my prayer life took on another dimension when I began to recite the Golden Sequence.  Sometimes in total and other times…just parts.  No matter. The effect has been palpable.

  Come, Holy Spirit, fill the hearts of your faithful, and kindle in them the fire of your love.

        Send forth your Spirit, and they shall be created…and you shall renew the face of the earth.

Let that seep into your bones my friend.  Say it out loud and feel the power of God fill your being.  You might think this too rote or archaic a prayer but I promise that it will fortify your Remnant Heart.

As a Christian, you have been up close and personal with the gifts of the Holy Spirit.  You know He never visits empty-handed.  Some of us have experienced His Descent while worshiping in community and others of us have had very private meetings.  It’s All Good.

Never falter little soldier with the big heart.  I love you so much…and the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit loves you beyond comprehension.  Call out to the Holy Spirit often and with great anticipation.

He will come to you.


Don’t be shy Remnant Soldier.  Tell us about your experience with the Holy Spirit.  ♥

Your Comrade in Christ,


Happy Martin Luther King Day to You~

Our planet needs you...each and every one.

Our planet needs you…each and every one.

One Nation Under Selfie

selfie 1Vanity.  The blight of the beautiful and even the not-so-comely.  Some say it is the hallmark of youth and others claim women champion the cause.   Seems to me that we are in a world of increased self absorption whether it has to do with how one looks, what one eats, or whether one is breathing or not.

Please someone tell me what in tarnation is going on with this selfie movement?  Admittedly, I am old and more than a bit tarnished.  The only selfie you are ever going to see of me is right here in my recent wardrobe acquisition.

Taking pictures of yourself with your kids, family, and friends for the sake of posterity is not a moral crime.  I, for one, cherish the pictures I have of my friends and family.  Yet our country has become obsessed with pictorial diaries of every conceivable human moment, action, and whim.  Facebook pages seem to volley for who is having the most fabulous, selfie-consumed existence.  As a psychologist, I don’t believe for one cotton-pickin minute that everyone is having a glorious, toothy-smiled life.  If that is the case, explain to me the ever increasing rates of suicide, domestic abuse, self-cutting, depression, and anxiety in our nation.  Need I go on?

So what does Jesus think about all these selfies?

Oh…here is a clue:

But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him; for the Lord sees not as man sees; man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.”                                                      1 Samuel 16: 7

Evidently humanity has always been seduced by the outer shell.  It doesn’t help that the devil is all about luring us away from holy love of self and others.  He is the consummate “poser” and entices us into the same.  If we don’t actively resist the temptation, we spend our days building a shrine to self.

The art of navel gazing precludes the expression of God’s love in our lives.  Recently, in prayer, it was put on my heart that charity is the sure antidote to vanity.  What a beautiful thought.  Funny but I don’t worry about my wrinkles or dreaded muffin top when I am giving a hoagie to a hungry person.   It is true.  Charity to others propels us out of self-absorption at rocket-speed.

Enter Mother Teresa stage right.  No one disputes that this tiny woman gave herself over, hook-line-and-sinker, to loving others.  It was all she did.  So powerful was her life testimony, that she remains our cultural icon of charity.  And here is the kicker.  This tiny, living verb of service to others, privately endured the pain of a spiritual vacuum.  Posthumous letters detail this Saint’s interior disconnect from Jesus while endlessly doling out blankets, soup, and prayers.  Now that is sobering. 

If Mother Teresa was able to avoid the pitfalls of selfiedom without feeling the love of Christ, what is our excuse?  You and I are Remnant Soldiers.  There is no time to waste.  We must resist the red tide of self-absorption that is consuming our planet.  We may not be magazine-cover material in the world’s eyes but we are BEAUTIFUL to the One Who Comes.

Now get up and do something amazing for someone in need.  I dare you…you beautiful, magnificent Christian Warrior.

Your Comrade in Christ,


Ain’t this the truth!

Ain't this the truth!

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