Tuesday, May 27, 2014

But I will not forget thee

It must hard being the 7th child.
Once in a while, while juggling the needs of her six older siblings she has been forgotten. Once I got her all ready to go, put her in her car seat and then went to the parent teacher conferences without her. I didn't even remember I'd forgotten her until one if the teachers asked how she was doing. (She was safe at home with daddy and slept the whole time.) but it surprised me. Since when do nursing mothers forget their baby? I mean, seriously, our boobs ache when we go too long without them.

Tonight is forgotten her again. She was asleep downstairs and I went to go to bed, forgetting to bring her up to bed until after I saw her bed empty.

This is an amazing, happy, awesome baby that I have waited 7 kids to get- to forget her would be to ignore all my motherly longings since I started naming my future children when I was 12.

Ah, how thankful I am that I have someone in my life who will never forget me.

Isaiah 48:15
Shall a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? Yeah, they may forget, yet I will not forget thee.
Behold, I have graven thee; on the palms of my hands....

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Wednesday, May 07, 2014

on Current Events (and the death of Michael C Ruppert)

Since 2006,  
I have been a fan of Michael C Ruppert’s work.
I appreciate those who can see through the BS of corporate media and have the guts to tell the truth, especially when it could put them at personal risk.

I had the realization that our society/ economy was unsustainable (even in the organic field), and that it would collapse upon itself, I looked for like minded and became riveted by the daily headline collections from all over the world detailing the struggles of climate change, corrupt governments and economic challenges. And then when some scientists last year finally called it “near term human extinction (By 2030)” I felt the blow to our collective psyche. I knew some people would take it personally, and feel the weight of man’s inhumanity to man, and to earth, heavier than ever as the end draweth nigh.

As tempted as I was to feel that way, I couldn't. I understood that all the pollution and secret combinations and desires to put personal gain above all else was nothing more the fulfilling of revelation, much of being the negative side of the coin of the great technology we have been given as we rush towards the end of the world.

As scientists were publishing the paper near term human extinction, other people who could see through the BS of the modern world, began proclaiming that we need to be “Hastening the work.” What work? the work of proclaiming the gospel, the work of salvation, the work to prepare the world for the Savior’s second coming.

Gee, that changes the perspective of it. Now all of the book of Revelations and other scriptures relating to the last days sounds like our news headlines (only in Middle/Early Modern  English).  All of a sudden instead of heralds of destruction and Human Extinction, these events becomes heralds of the Lord’s coming and the approaching Millennial era of peace. And we also see that everything is playing out according to the great design that God laid out for us before the foundations of the earth.

Yeah, it’s painful, it may hurt. There is nothing but our own prayers (and our own preparations) to keep us safe. But it is meant to be a challenging and amazing time. We have work to do. Aren’t you glad that you can see it all too?