No, The Supreme Court Has Not Constitutionally Banned Abortion Although I personally wish it were the case, the Supreme Court did not federally ban abortions; it’s now simply up to the states to determine what limits they want to impose or not impose on abortions. All such limits will now only face rational basis review […]
Children who are labeled as transgender are unwittingly handing over their bodies for an over-bloated medical industry to profit from them. AND THIS IS UNJUST. SO NO, I DON’T DISPISE TRANSGENDER OR LGBT, LGBTQ PEOPLE – I despise the dangerous agenda and so does God.
Oh, my soul, why are you satisfied with crumbs which fall from the table when Christ wants me to sit at His table? Why must you continue to be a broken, orphaned spirit when there’s intercessory work to be done for yourself and others through the atoning work of the Father? What is it that you desire? ASK! Make your requests known to God and when your mind harshly says “no” turn it into the “know” of Psalm 46:10: Be still and KNOW that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted over the earth.
Once again, instead of focusing on real issues negatively affecting Americans: (highest gas, rent and food prices, empty grocery shelves, looming recession, radicals in education, increased violence, targeting of Supreme Court justices and more) we get to hear more from the January 6th Congressional Select Committee and it’s colorful group of leftist advocates masquerading as journalists.
When we were kids, the Collar City bridge was being built (also known as the Hoosick Street bridge). It was years before the bridge was finally opened in 1981 connecting Troy and Green Island to I-787 and then later to Route 7. I remember feeling sad when the bridge was finally opened as it signaled the end of our childhood adventures.
Have you ever looked around and been heart-broken over all the brokenness? How about looking in the mirror – does that typically find you wishing you were someone else? Or somewhere else? As a believer in Christ you’d think it would be easier for me to ‘walk in newness of Christ’ – but trust me, there are some very dark days where all I can do is drudgingly press on toward the goal to win the heavenly prize of my inheritance as a ‘child of God’.
Because of my own brokenness, I’ve found it difficult to be honest with God – albeit it’s much easier as I’ve gotten older. By God’s grace I’ve found some cherished prayer warriors as friends and companions in this crazy world in addition to much needed Christian counselors. Sometimes our brokenness is so very deep that it takes a Biblical Professional to help you did out and see the ‘Jesus Way’ of walking in the light:
I still continue to be blown away that the left in this country not only managed to steal the 2020 election through their self-described “Voter Protection Program” – but they downright bragged about it later through publications like Time Magazine and even archived their step-by-step criminal activities (aka 2020 election War Game Scenario) through Transition Integrity Project and yet they have the audacity to blame President Donald Trump and his supporters. Shameful, truly shameful.
Don’t get me wrong, I believe healthy marriages are the foundation to any flourishing society and I’m in no way minimizing or chastising marriage or the need for children and families. I’m simply advocating for realism in our Christian literature and daily devotionals targeted towards women – especially as it relates to the relationship between Christ as the bridegroom and the church as the bride. It’s like the Easter Bunny to Christ’s Resurrection or Santa Clause to the Birth of Christ – and it’s the exact reason I prefer Oswald Chambers over others like Max Lucado.
I didn’t need the Bible to tell me that this is not my home (Hebrews 13:14); I lived that reality everyday of my young life growing up on the city streets of Troy, New York. My siblings and I looked out for each other since no one else did and we did the best we could for broken and neglected children without parents. It was by God’s amazing grace that we didn’t end up strung-out or on the back of an old milk carton. This does not mean that we survived unscathed. On the contrary, most of us have deep wounds that need to be rebandaged daily. In my case, I choose to wrap those broken pieces with the balm inside the Holy Bible.
Thank you to each and every service member, past and present who has willingly sacrificed for their country and their families to maintain our American sovereignty. May we truly memorialize our fallen patriots and support our men and women who are currently serving. God Bless You All!
Before becoming a Christian, I never thought it was possible to have a relationship with the God of the universe; to understood the full weight of His attributes and loving and just nature. Even now, as a believer in Jesus Christ, who is aware of my fallen and broken state, I’m reticent to declare that I have understood all.