Friday, November 27, 2020

The Thrust for the Throne

 Once upon a time, Absalom wanted to be king.  It was only right, he thought, after all, he was the son of a king.

However, his dad, the king, had plans to choose, Solomon, his brother, not him, to become king.

But Absalom had plans of his own. He got himself chariots and horses and fifty men to run before him. He pandered the people, hugged them, kissed them, told them, if only he were king, he’d give them things and do them good. Year after year, four years, with his charming smile, he stole the hearts of the people and stirred them against the king.  Then, he plotted a plan. He sent spies throughout the land, and had them declare, “Absalom is king! Absalom is king!”

The people, unaware of the fraud, simply followed along, believing Absalom was the new king.

David, the king, Absalom’s dad, only wanted what was best for the kingdom. He loved the people more than the position. So, rather than order the army to crush the rebellion with an iron fist, he stepped aside. He waited and prayed and sought the LORD God Almighty, to see what HE wanted to do, who HE wanted to rule. He hoped perhaps, the rebellion would quell on its own, that the people would come to their senses and return to their homes in peace.  

But Absalom and his mob waged war against the king. They cursed the king. Threw rocks at the king and his men.

The king’s soldiers wanted to quell the rebels with force. The king ordered them to stand fast, hold the line, but not attack.  

Fate would dictate that instead of a crown, Absalom would wear a bough. He rode his donkey under a low hanging limb and his long flowing hair wrapped around it and clung. Absalom was left swinging between heaven and earth while his donkey rode away.

Absalom died there that day.

But the evil that seeks power and position by fraud or coup, didn’t. That same evil struck again, with another of King David’s sons.

If you’re willing, you can see the same story, today. Different faces, different names, but the very same evil.  

The shadow of this evil extends all the way back to before the beginning. When a beautiful angel named lucifer said, “I will raise my throne above the Most High”.


Let’s pray.

Father, forgive US for allowing our eyes to grow dim and our ears to grow dull. We’ve let our minds become ignorant of the wiles of the enemy. We’ve allowed those against Your will into positions of power. Forgive US. We repent.

Thank You for the trials of this year; triggering us to action instead of apathy.

Thank You for exposing evil; which has caused US to focus with 2020 vision

Thank You for the terror; which has driven US to our knees, crying out to Thee

Thank You for hearing. Seeing. Forgiving and revealing Your awesome power and will by once again thwarting the enemy's thrust for the throne.

Our Father, Thy will be done on earth, in our hearts, our lives, our house, the white house, as it is, in heaven.     


Absalom Rebellion

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Dear God, This Is America From Election Day, 2020


Dear God,

Will You give US four more years of President Trump?


Why? Well, it’s a matter of life and death, for the unborn, for our constitution, for our unalienable rights given to US by You; life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

Yes, this is true. But, why should I give America, another term with a President who fights for Me, by fighting for the least of these, the unborn; a man who is true to Israel, the apple of My eye? Why should I do this thing, when you have not stood with him, the man I appointed and placed in office? You have been divided. As you know, a house divided cannot stand.

But, but, Lord, we’ve prayed. We’ve come together, we Your people, called by Your name, have prayed and sought and…oh You know the thing…heal our land.  

Do you know “the thing” I have spoken? “If My people who are called by My name will humble themselves, and pray, and seek My face, and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin and heal their land.

Have you humbled yourselves? Or, must you be humbled?

Have you prayed by seeking My face, or have you prayed, seeking your will from My hand?

Have you turned from your wicked ways? Or just turned to Me, without turning from sin?

Lord, we’re speechless, guilty, undone…You, are good and Your mercy endures forever. Please cleanse US, forgive US, revive US, oh Lord.

If I grant this thing, what will you do?  If My fighter stays in the ring, will you return to your complacency? Will you continue to eat the fat of the land, feasting off milk and honey, getting drunk on wine, while My innocent ones, the least of these, are slaughtered? Will you sit silent and remain idle as murderers applaud the slaughter?

Where is righteous indignation?

Why did you not unify and stand against evil? I gave you the keys, you left the door open. Your complacency has left you undone. You have allowed the bloodshed, that now cries to Me. Not only that, but some who claim to follow Me, side with those who promote this vile evil. Their stench pollutes your land. I do not know them.

Why should I place My finger on the scale and put My fighter through another round, if you are not willing to lift a finger, to fight, to stand your ground?

Will you never learn unless you are pruned and purged? Will you remain silent as they cut out your tongue?

Oh Lord, Righteous Judge, we deserve nothing less than Your wrath. But, Lord, You know the world is watching. What will they say if we fail? The nation that stamps on every coin and every dollar, “In God We Trust.”  You are good, Your mercy endures forever. Lord have mercy. Show the world, for Your name's sake, what You can do in a day for the nation whose God is the LORD.

As I remembered My promise to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, and had mercy on a rebellious, stiff necked Israel; I remember the tears and prayers of America’s founders. I also see, a remnant remains. I have their tears, have heard their prayer and have already answered.

I AM the same, yesterday, today and forever. I change not. Today I set before you life and death, blessing and cursing. Choose life, that you and your children may live.

IF you do, the party of Life, will win.  Remember, your help does not come from the right or the left, but from above. Know this: there is no four year guarantee, or even tomorrow. Make the most of every moment, for the days are evil, and short.

Watch. Pray. Be vigilant. Be not deceived. 

Our Father, Your will be done.

Make us one. 


Friday, October 30, 2020

Dear God, This Is America Saying Thank You, in 2020

Thank You Jesus for giving America's administration the wisdom to lead US, in less than a year, through an unprecedented, economy halting plague, to the lowest case fatality rate in the world; the most and best  testing and equipment in the world, not only for US but to share with the world.

Thank You that only 6% of hospital beds have covid patience. That even in the peak by Your awesome ingenuity, and perhaps Divine Irony, You used a decades old product of the then, Real Estate Mogul, Donald Trump, and with miraculous speed, converted the Javits Center into a hospital. Your way of showing US there’s an abundant supply available, ready and waiting…to heal our land.

Thank You for saying You’d never leave US, but send The Comforter to be with US. Because You are always speaking, always reaching, always teaching, You delivered huge hospital ships named Comfort and another named Mercy, dedicated specifically to fight the virus. Even though they were barely needed, because You are the God of more than enough, no cost was too great to simply deliver Your Presence and Promise of Comfort and Mercy.

Thank You for encouraging US with the truth that there’s a 99% cure rate. That the odds of any serious symptoms with children is nil and the actual death rate is only a small fraction of what has been reported.

Thank You for speaking to US through every media outlet in the world, “Wash your hands.” Which we know is Biblespeak for, “Repent.”

You are Good, Lord God. We thank You for giving US another chance at life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Thanks for the miracle of the world's largest economy going from a dead stop to record breaking highs. 

Thank You for using this year to remove blinders, giving US perfect 2020 vision, exposing the corruption and vile wiles of the devil. Thank You for revealing to US our need to stand up, speak up and take action to cherish, defend and protect our wonderful God inspired Constitution. Thank You for a Whitehouse Administration that heeds the rule of law and restrains from overreach even though sorely tempted, when chaos burns hot in the streets. Thank You for showing US how the enemy will burn our lives to the ground, but, more than enough help and power and strength is available, with just one call to The Commander in Chief.

Lord God, our Father, we the people, do not deserve it, because of our ungrateful, whining and complaining, nevertheless, we ask, please forgive US and wake US to Truth. Shake us to action. Slap US awake from woke.

Show US what is good and what is required of US; to do justly, to love mercy, to walk humbly with You, our Lord and our God.

We love you Lord Jesus. Come quickly. Heal our land.

Sunday, October 25, 2020

We ALL Agree on This One Thing

 It all boils down to one word:


Not just humans. Animals strive to survive. Even the invisible enemy, viruses, germs and amoebas, live and move and have their being in a constant fight for survival. Let’s face it, it doesn’t matter if we’re red or blue or, black, white, yellow, orange or rainbow; if we’re breathing…we’re pro-life. As in, we want to live.

In this embittered and embattled climate, there’s not much folks can agree on, but in this one thing, we should all be able to agree. Every living thing, is pro-life

While crafting this piece, when I got to this point, I stopped to pray. I know, like cockroaches from light, some readers will be tempted to scatter at first sight of the word “pro-life.” For you, I’ve prayed, you’ll stay.

If only we can put politics aside for a breath or two, we’ll have a civil discourse.

 For the sake of argument, I’ll concede; there may be rare occasion where something living is anti-life. But that occasion is a self-destructive perversion of any healthy norm.

Now, let’s springboard from the premise that every living thing, is for life.

Before even considering the topic of life, consider the odds that we all have something, anything, in common. What are the odds? We can’t even agree on what to have for supper, or what to watch on TV…yet, we have this one thing in common. Life. I find it fascinatingly amazing. This commonality is so far beyond the realm of natural order, that it mirrors the miraculous.  


Of course, there’s a never-ending heated debate about where, when and how, life became…life. But we all agree, we want it. For the most part we agree, life is good and snuffing it out, is bad. People spend everything they have, for one more day of, life. Folks fight and petition and march to save life. Whales. Turtles. Trees…lizards. Next to our RV Village, is a nice plot of land. Recently it was sold and then went back on the market shortly thereafter. Why? The buyer was told he couldn’t build on it, because a protected lizard of some kind was living there.

At this point in our conversation, if you’re still with me, let’s agree that this is a big deal. First, simply because of the miracle that we all agree on something. Next and most importantly, the thing we agree on is no small thing, but as important


Evolutionists and Creationists differ in opinions about the origin; but both, support life.

I’m not too well versed in evolution, so I apologize if my definition is lacking. My understanding is that the theory of evolution suggests that life gradually evolved from microorganism to you and me. Whereas Creationists believe that life came from a Divine Creator.

This idea of a Divine Creator is clearly the understanding of America’s Founding Fathers as they immortalized the words:

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.

Along with billions of others experiencing life on the planet today, I too, hold these truths to be self-evident.

Don’t worry, I won’t attack evolution, or defend creation. I can only say, as for me and my house, we agree with the Founders; creation is self-evident. Creation needs a Creator. Just as a watch needs a watchmaker and a house needs a housebuilder. It’s as simple as that. It needs no defending. 

With that being said, I have a question for the billions who believe, life comes from a Divine Creator.

My question comes from multiple places in the Bible that declare God is the giver of life. (On a side note: For believers, the Bible is the Divinely Inspired Word of God. It was God breathed. Men wrote it, but they were inspired by God with what to write. It's like, they were ghost writers, for the Holy Ghost.)  

So, this is my question for believers. If God is the giver of life as the Bible clearly states, the heavens declare and creation reveals; since all mankind (believer or not) agree, that life is good and to be protected and defended…how is it, that anyone, especially a person who professes to be a believer, how could they co-sign an agenda directly against The Giver of Life?

Just as Saul (who became the Apostle Paul) was guilty of murdering saints, not because he did it, but because he enabled and condoned it; anyone who votes for a party that supports abortion is cosigning the death warrant of millions of innocent lives. Make no mistake, abortion, tortures and murders a Life created by God. Follow the science. This is scientifically proven to be absolute fact. 

  The stroke of a pen in the ballot box, can destroy or

In this regard, God is pro-choice. HE gives you the choice. But HE expects, no, HE commands, you to make the right choice, just to be sure, HE gives you the answer. CHOOSE LIFE.

I call heaven and earth to record this day against you, that I have set before you life and death, blessing and cursing: therefore choose life, that both thou and thy seed may live

Deuteronomy 30:19

The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly.
John 10:10

Jesus said to him, “I am the way, the truth, and the life.
No one comes to the Father except through Me.
John 14:6

All things came into being through Him, and apart from Him nothing came into being that has come into being. In Him was life, and the life was the Light of men
 John 1:3-4

Tuesday, September 15, 2020

My Favorite Part of the Wedding

 What was my favorite part?

Well, the location was beautiful. Her family cottage on the shores of lake Sisabagamah.

The legacy and history of the place built in 1890 is Hallmark Movie worthy. Her grandpa grew up there; as an orphan.  

I imagine the couple that ran the orphanage, just wanted a big, noisy, messy, happy, family. But they couldn’t have kids to make a family. So, they made a family by having kids…lots of them.

Out of all the orphans that played on those shores, her grandpa was the one that loved the place the most. He didn’t just play, he worked to help keep up the place.

When he grew and entered the service, he sent his checks back home, to help the precious couple who raised him.

It must’ve been quite a surprise, as the years rolled by, and folks grow old, the time came when that precious couple who had no kids by blood, but dozens, by love, left the house and the land and memory filled shores to my new daughter-in-law’s grandpa.

Knowing that, only added to the ambiance. But it wasn’t my favorite part.

Her dad secretly decorated the pontoon with all the frills and “JUST MARRIED” across the back. 

The big tent in the backyard served as outdoor dining first and then rose petal covered dance hall next.

All of that was really cool. But nothing compared to this moment. If only I could’ve taken a picture.

Everyone was seated in white chairs on green grass, facing the lake. I was front and center, the wedding party near me. My son stood an arm’s length from my right shoulder.   

The music started and the chatter stopped. 

From around the corner of the freshly painted one hundred and thirty-year old house, she appeared. All in white, smiling so bright.

Everyone shifted in their seats and looked back to see.

One step after another, in a slow and steady rhythm, clinging to her dad. They made their way to the aisle between the chairs and started toward where we stood.

From my vantage point, I could see both her and my son.

With every step she took, my son, melted a little bit more. His eyes got shiny.  I don’t think he was breathing.  

My son, Josiah, is tough. He can hunt and fish and work as hard as any man I know, but at that moment, as he melted at the sight of his beautiful bride Brittnee, I could’ve pushed him over with a feather.

When they got just over half way up the aisle, the moment came, my favorite moment of the day.  The moment I’ll never forget and always wish I could’ve captured in a photo.

There she was, ever so lovely, glowing in every way, all eyes on her…especially his.

One more step and that was it, his eyes glistened to the brim, filled and spilled.

Josiah has weathered more than a few storms. He’s had his share of heartache and shattered dreams, but in that moment, it was all gone. In that marvelous moment, all the love, the joy, the everything he ever wanted, came true and overflowed.  

She saw the spill and her beaming smile changed to the look of love and compassion a mother gives as she wipes the tear of a child.

The last few steps were hurried, she hugged her dad and glided swiftly to her man, my son, her husband. Their eyes locked, their hands clasped and they only let go for a moment, just long enough to slide a ring upon a finger.


Well done, son and daughter. May this love, that only comes from Above, sustain you and keep you through every valley and over every mountain, for ever and ever, amen.

Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh.  Genesis 2:24






Saturday, September 5, 2020

The Shepherd & The Sheep

“Most assuredly, I say to you, he who does not enter the sheepfold by the door, but climbs up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber.

 There is a flock. There is a door, a way, to enter. Those who climb in some other way, are thieves and robbers. Borders and doors and proper points of entry are Biblical principles.

 But he who enters by the door is the shepherd of the sheep.

Those who enter by the door, the right & proper way, (The Way, The Truth, The Life, Jesus), they are shepherding (leading). Conversely, those who climb in, sneak in, are rustlers (thieves & robbers).

To him the doorkeeper opens, and the sheep hear his voice; and he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out.

Doors open for those willing and obedient to enter the right and proper way. They are given a voice that rings true to those of their flock; those they are called to shepherd. To lead out, to green pastures, still waters. 

And when he brings out his own sheep, he goes before them; and the sheep follow him, for they know his voice.

Shepherds bring out their own sheep, their own flock (not someone else's). They lead by example and communication; thus, their sheep know, trust and follow the shepherd's voice.

Yet they will by no means follow a stranger, but will flee from him, for they do not know the voice of strangers.”

Security isn’t found by knowing the sound of a wolf, by following the Voice of The Shepherd.

Jesus used this illustration, but they did not understand the things which He spoke to them. Then Jesus said to them again, “Most assuredly, I say to you, I am the door of the sheep.  All who ever came before Me are thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not hear them.  I am the door. If anyone enters by Me, he will be saved, and will go in and out and find pasture.  The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy. I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly.

“I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd gives His life for the sheep. But a hireling, he who is not the shepherd, one who does not own the sheep, sees the wolf coming and leaves the sheep and flees; and the wolf catches the sheep and scatters them.  The hireling flees because he is a hireling and does not care about the sheep.  I am the good shepherd; and I know My sheep, and am known by My own. As the Father knows Me, even so I know the Father; and I lay down My life for the sheep.  And other sheep I have which are not of this fold; them also I must bring, and they will hear My voice; and there will be one flock and one shepherd.

“Therefore My Father loves Me, because I lay down My life that I may take it again.  No one takes it from Me, but I lay it down of Myself. I have power to lay it down, and I have power to take it again. This command I have received from My Father.”

They didn’t understand. So, Jesus made it perfectly clear. He is all at once, The Door & The Shepherd. The Way. The Truth. The Life. HE is the ONLY way. Only Gate. Only Door. Only lead & save.

The ONLY way to truly be a shepherd (one who helps others find green pastures, still waters, peace and provision) is to know and follow The Shepherd.


Let’s pray.

Lord Jesus, our Good Shepherd.

We all, like sheep have gone astray. 

Forgive us. 

Help us we pray, to stay, with You.

To listen for Your Voice; not strangers. 

To focus our eyes on You, not others.

We trust You, to provide our every need.

We thank You, for keeping us from evil.

To know You, is our greatest goal.

For You to know us, is our heart’s desire.

Your will, not ours, be done, in us and those You’ve entrusted us to shepherd.

Thank You for listening, and answering

Expectantly yours,


Thursday, September 3, 2020

Why Is Joe Trying to Be Like Trump?

It was almost like a light switch was flipped.

For months the democrats encouraged and applauded what they called “peaceful protests” even though the whole world was burning behind them and even a blind man could see it was anything but peaceful.

Kamala Harris said, that it (the rioting) will not, and should not, end. The Biden/Harris team raised funds to bail out rioters, rapists, arsonists and looters.

In contrast, the Trump team quietly sent funds to help rebuild lives burned to the ground by those same rioters, rapists, arsonists and looters.

It’s a fact. You can look it up.

Let’s be clear, it cannot be overstated, it’s documented thousands of times, the democrats repeatedly applauded, promoted, encouraged and even funded the fiery, demonic, demolition demonstrated night after night, after long, dark night, in our democratic controlled cities.

And make no mistake it had NOTHING to do with cops or color.

It’s true. I can prove it.

The proof is coming out today on almost every headline and page of the news. Just look and listen.

All of a sudden, they agree that Trump and the Right, have been right all along.

They’re finally saying what commonsense has been repeating:

Rioting and looting are bad. Period.

 Joe, finally agreed, that most cops are good.  

There was even a headline with Joe mirroring President Trump’s phrase: “The Best Is Yet To Come” only Joe’s team changed it a bit to read something like, “The best days, are still ahead.”

Conservative radio legend Rush Limbaugh said the night and day switch was like him all of a sudden claiming, “I’ve never been a conservative.”

Why the sudden switch? It didn’t make sense. I had to pray and ponder over this for a bit. Finally, it became clear. 

It was never about Trump’s platform and policy, but all about their position and power.

One example is the wall. Democrats didn’t really hate the wall, they’d voted for and approved funding for it, year after year, president after president. They just hated Trump so bad, they couldn’t give him a win, or appear to side with him, no matter what.

Hatred makes folks crazy.

It's a provable fact that since before President Trump’s inauguration, democrats vowed to remove him from office. That was the only goal, the only agenda. We the people paid multiplied millions to do nothing but attack, scheme, investigate, vilify, every word and deed of our President.  The position of the left was: Trump bad. No matter what.

If Trump said the sky was blue, they’d scream it was gray. If he said Hydroxy is good, they’d scream, he’s killing people.  No matter what position he took, they took the opposite.

Many don’t want to believe it. Others refuse. But we all know it’s true.

But why? Why go to such an extreme?

I found the answer where all answers are held; in the Bible. If you haven’t read it, you should. You can find the solution to every problem, within the wealth of wisdom between its pages. Quite the opposite of what we see on the news, where they find a problem for every solution.

As you read, His Story, listen, and you’ll see His-tory unfolding.

I read about Jesus healing a man born blind. This of course, was good; commonsense and decency tell us that. Yet, the "leaders" complained. They didn’t see the good, they only saw the Man who did it and they were blinded by envy, jealousy, hatred and rage.

Like I said, hatred makes folks crazy.

They reviled the healed man, excommunicated him and threatened to do the same to his parents; but his parents were cowards and distanced themselves from their own son, out of fear of not being politically correct.

The “leaders” accused Jesus of breaking the law, because He healed the man on the Sabbath. They called Him a sinner. Said He was not from God and anyone who sided with Him, was cast out (excommunicated).  Which was akin to being, all at once, shunned and indicted.

To acknowledge that what Jesus did was good, was more than their pride could handle. Blinded by hatred, they stood against healing. Against Good…against God.

Time and again, the “leaders” showed they'd rather people stay blind and sick, than give one ounce of credit to the Man they hated.

They’d rather burn down their city, destroy their economy, rather than give Him, a win.  

When, in reality, in Truth, they were just envious, jealous and wanted His seat of power.

It was utterly obvious to the people. They weren’t stupid. People do stupid things. A LOT. But for the most part they’re smart—down inside, they know what’s Right.

The latest internal polls have revealed, that people aren’t stupid. 

We the people, witnessed democrat governors and mayors order police to stand down and allow precincts, businesses and cities to burn to the ground. We watched “leaders” side with rioters, rapists, arsonists and looters. 

The polls swung to the side of those who were doing good. 

Folks remember the economy soaring, unemployment and crime plummeting. Overall, we the people are smart enough to know, that, thanks to President Donald J Trump, just a minute ago, the health of the nation was flying like an eagle at an all-time high. 

The “leaders” of Jesus day, faced a similar dilemma. Jesus went about doing good. Healing folks, feeding multitudes, helping fishermen have the catch of their life.

Naturally, people are drawn to those who are doing good, making their lives better. They don’t care about politicians, positions and power.

This, drives “leaders” crazy. 

Because “the whole world had gone after Him” they feared they’d lose their position of power. Just. Like. Today.

The “leaders” attacked every word and deed of Jesus and His followers. But, what He said, or did, wasn’t the issue at all. It was that He exposed their greed and corruption; which threatened to knock them from their ivory tower.

They accused Jesus of breaking the law, when they were the ones twisting, perverting and corrupting the law.

Jesus was, and is, God. He represents Godliness. His presence was, and is, a reflection of heaven, on earth.

They accused God Himself of being ungodly.

Today, the anti-Trumpers, have found themselves in a precarious situation. Their lust for power has betrayed them. From Russiahoax to Chinavirus, they’ve been exposed as the ones holding the match that burned down the truth in our cities.  

Now they’re scrambling. The polls reveal, that the people see. So, they’ve changed positions. Now, they’re saying what Trump’s been saying all along, and acting as if it were their idea. They point at fires they have started, and blame Trump.

Kayleigh McEneny said it best, “It’s like the arsonist blaming the fireman.” 

The sudden change in position proves, it was never about policy, but power.

They think we the people are stupid enough to believe them…but we’re not. There is a great exposing, and blind eyes are being opened. 

The man who was born blind answered the naysayers like this:

 "Once I was blind but now I see." 

Let's pray.

Lord Jesus, thank You for opening our eyes to see You and follow. Our ears to hear You and obey. Most of all, thank You, for Your great and precious promise so we who believe, can know for sure and certain, that indeed...the best is yet to come.


Tuesday, August 18, 2020

How Does It Feel to Wake From Sleep?

“How does it feel, to wake from sleep?”

I jumped a little.

She giggled. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“That’s okay.” I smiled at the child—the most beautiful child I’d ever seen—and scanned the sea of people. Where’d she come from? Do her parents know where she is?

She smiled. “Father knows.”

“Father knows?”

“He knows where I am.” She giggled again. “So, how does it?”

“What? How does what?”

She tilted her head and looked at me—no, it was more like she looked into me. She shook her head ever so slightly. It was that look mom or dad would give me after I’d done something stupid. Which was often. They’d shake their head and say, “What am I gonna do with you?” It was weird, but, right then, in that moment, I felt like that little girl was the adult, and I was the child.

She smiled, nodded and then raised up on her tippy-toes and cupped her little hands over her mouth and whispered, “How does it feel, to wake from sleep?”

“What?” I asked again. This kid was making me nervous. I scanned the crowd again, in search of someone in search of her.

She just stared at me.

The intensity of her gaze, caused me to stop and pay attention. This time I tilted my head, wrinkled my brow, and repeated her question. “How does it feel, to wake from sleep?”

She nodded, and waited.

“Ummm, well, you know. You’re asleep, then you’re awake. Kind of groggy at first—” I smiled—"until after coffee.”


“Yeah, you know, foggy, out of it, sleepy, drowsy…groggy.”

She looked down and shook her head. For the first time, this beautiful child looked kind of sad. “No, I don’t know. I’ve never been to sleep.”

I stared at her, my mouth fell open, no words would come. It was unbelievable…but I believed her. “You’ve never been to sleep?”

She looked up and slowly shook her head, “No.” Her smile started small and grew until it glowed, her eyes opened wide, she inched a bit closer and whispered, “but, you’ve never been awake.”

I started to say something, but before I could respond, she said, “I forgive you” and took hold of my hand.


She was the conduit I was the terminal. All went white. Everything. Every. single. thing. was white bright light, no shadows, no gray.

For the first time in, forever, I was completely awake. Too awake. All at once I knew too much. It was all too clear. I was undone. I wanted to go back to sleep. Go back to the dark. Duck into the shadows. Hide my filthy, dirty rotten sinful life of shame.But there was no place to hide. Nothing but light. All my thoughts, my feelings, my deeds. A.L.L. were exposed to this white, bright, light. Nothing hidden. Everything exposed.

I'd never experienced anything like it, yet, somehow it was familiar. I realized, way down deep inside, that all along, I knew this day would come.

I saw myself in the garden, siding with a serpent and then, killing my brother. I laughed with the masses at Noah and his boat. Spoke with the crowd at the tower of babel.  I surrendered to the security of Pharaoh’s slavery rather than fighting for freedom with the God of Moses. I stood idle as they stoned and burned and ripped the prophets asunder. I remained silent as they cried, “Crucify Him.” I held my peace while millions of Jews were slaughtered. I did nothing when prayer and Bibles were removed from my school.

And then I saw it.

The reason the little girl was here. I was the last vote cast in the wrong direction that opened the door for this child’s mother to have an abortion. I was the straw that broke the camel’s back. 

My hands were just as bloody as the slaughtering surgeon and scalpel.

By my pathetic, pacifist, peacemaking, apathy her little body was murdered before she had a chance to live. I was the reason, this precious soul, never got to feel the warm caress of a mother, the chill of brain-freeze from ice cream, to feel, groggy, or foggy, or sleepy or what it’s like to wake up from a nap.  

There was no hiding from the Truth. 

Even though, by worldly standards, I was nice, I was good, but the truth is, I knowingly sided with the devil. I ignored facts and believed lies, because of my tradition, fleshly desires and pride. 

I didn’t know how much I mattered.

Looking back from here, it seemed so simple. How could I not see the Truth. How could I ignore God’s Word, all those years, echoing so loud and crystal clear?

Yet, I willingly ignored Life and Truth and chose death.

That’s when I noticed the throne, way out in front of us. We were divided. Two seas of people. 

Some were to the right of the throne, others stood with me…on the left. 

I heard these words from the King on the throne: 

"In as much as you've done it unto the least of these, you've done it unto Me."

I knew, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that I'd never rest, or know how it feels to wake from sleep, again, because the words “Depart from Me, I never knew you” would be like an unending alarm, echoing through my soul, keeping me awake, forever.