ALWAYS REMEMBER: "A time is coming and in fact has come when you will be scattered, each to your own home. You will leave me all alone. Yet I am not alone, for my Father is with me. 33"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:32-33
Another thoughtful and beautiful piece - thank you so much Pepe! Your line about 'the fog is a burden' pertaining to uncertainty, reminds me of a time our family was surrounded in a thick, winter fog after leaving a church event. We lived down a series of many barren country roads with steep ditches and no guardrails. I remember my dad and mom praying for safety getting home and there was much uncertainty regarding the upcoming 10-mile journey.
Soon after praying, two barely visible taillights appeared in front of us in the pea-soup swirl of fog, as we were inching the car forward. Those taillights led us down turn after turn directly toward our home and blinked out of view a street away from our front door. We all gave thanks to God for his wonderful miracle and angels that delivered us safely home.
I think of Trump and Anons as those two taillights. While not barely visible, I think the effects of our labors can sometimes delay materializing immediately or they are fruitful in an unexpected way. Regardless of the results we see on Earth we cannot forget Matthew 6:19-21 - 19 “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
AMEN! I find that the stronger I am in my faith, the more able I am to stand my ground with those who preach love while practicing hatred. Something in which I'm currently engaged with someone in defense of Trump. How someone can hate anyone is so beyond me!
“Sometimes faith requires a leap from whence you cannot return.” This is where the tears began - with the realization that I will never be able to go back - to not KNOW. But all is good. We have each other and we have our Lord Jesus. Forward all
Pepe, gotta admit...this June has been one of the hardest for me. Not sure why.
My Faith has not waivered.
My resolve to DO has not changed.
My seed planting is as fast and furious as it always has been (for the last 3.5 years anyways).
My steadfastness to find the Truth of the matter remains solid.
My Love for Humanity grows always and my tears for the unknowing lost souls still flow.
And yet, this month, I feel as if I've been wandering in the wilderness with no purpose, no destination, no rest.
Daily I read, "Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit in me." (Psalm 51:10)
Fell at the feet of Jesus today (in my mind's eye) with true and utter confused mind mayhem and His hands gently framed my face as He said, "Be still, and KNOW that I AM GOD."
And still, my soul is at unrest, like I'm not doing what He wants me to do, going where He is trying to lead me, reaching where reaching is needed, and utterly missing the entire boat.
I feel beaten Pepe.
I feel like I am failing God, my fellow human beings, my mission.
Any sage advice for the one who is counting the sands on the beach, but with streaming tears at this time?
Sometimes all we can do is rest in that place of silence and allow God to kill that part of us that feels that need to work our way out of a situation. Sometimes God just wants us to lay down instead of fighting. He wants us to lay down our will to Him. Through that He transforms us into something new. Maybe it's not about what you should do and instead about how far you are willing to trust in the fog.
My trust in my Heavenly Father, my Lord and Savior, KING of Kings, Son of GOD (and man) Jesus, and my Whispering Winds from Everywhere, the Holy Spirit, is such that I would step off the mountain into the fog knowing that His Bridge, His Hand, was there to catch me, even though unseen.
What manner of life is there without Him?
Jesus died so that we may live.
He was born TO BE the Ultimate sacrifice for our fallen state. The Blood of The Lamb cleanses us.
I would rather lose my life for eternity, never to even be counted as existing, than to deny Him. HE IS MY ONE TRUE LOVE.
After having said that, "Rest in that place of silence" NAILED IT.
I have been SO busy, so VERY busy, in a quest to show the world how corrupt the WW regime is, how traitorous they have ALL been towards We The People, how Truths are taking over the thousands of years lies, how The Plan is coming along, how it HAD TO BE DONE THIS WAY, etc. etc. etc. - that I have placed myself in constant battle mode FOR the continuation of Dark to Light, that I have denied myself the silence. The Golden Silence. The one where I just sit in nature and be. How can God talk to me when I am the one doing all the talking? I could just punt myself right now!! I have ignored what He has taught me, to BE His warrior for Truth? How very prideful and lofty of me. Tears of shame indeed my Fren, tears of shame. I can be of no value to my fellow man, me, OR Him when I ignore the precious need for silence to allow that Still Small Voice in.
There's a song called "in the silence" by Jason Upton. It is Powerful! Reminds me of what you said here.. It's been years since I heard it, but it somehow brings me close to God's healing power. Going to listen now.
I won't bore you with the details, but when I read your words it felt like you were holding up a mirror.
I'm well into my 7th decade and the last few months have been by far the hardest of my life - and it's been quite hard enough already. I've sat in front of my fireplace all night praying many times - and shed an ocean of tears.
Prayer and God's word have brought me comfort ... the only real "Lamp shining in a dark place." Scripture gets my feet back on the ground, Father's love always shines through.
May the Father be generous with you fren. Love to you too.
I also know of the many hardships of life (without going into detail as well).
I have experienced first hand, the PRESENCE of God, His POWER and His LOVE for us, His children.
ALL overwhelmingly MASSIVE, beyond our comprehension indeed.
Even in my current state of mind, which is driving me nuts, I believe the words of God, yet it hasn't stopped me from feeling utterly alone, like my seeds aren't even touching soil never mind actually taking root. Like screaming into the wind rather than feathers let go from the mountain tops. I dunno. Perhaps I am creating a self-made pity party.
I will NEVER give up trying though.
Thank you for your intercessory prayer for me, and it is reciprocated, with MUCH love.
When this is over, and we are all truly AT HOME, it is a comforting thought to think that we will be meeting and saying (AFTER Jesus finally lets EACH one of us go from His loooong hug), "Oooooh, so YOU'RE the one whose handle was ______!!" Hi-fives, hugs, and grins from ear to ear ensue!!
Your words brought me to tears. Waking up to realize the level of evil in this world IS a great burden. I keep telling myself to hang onto Christ Jesus. Just hang on and pray.
Psalm 23 exerpt~He prepareth a table for me in the face of mine enemies. He anointeth my head with oil,my cup runneth over. Surely goodness & mercy will follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever....... Isaiah’s Commission
6 In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord, high and exalted, seated on a throne; and the train of his robe filled the temple. 2 Above him were seraphim, each with six wings: With two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying. 3 And they were calling to one another:
“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty;
the whole earth is full of his glory.”
4 At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.
5 “Woe to me!” I cried. “I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the Lord Almighty.”
6 Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. 7 With it he touched my mouth and said, “See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for.”
8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”
ALWAYS REMEMBER: "A time is coming and in fact has come when you will be scattered, each to your own home. You will leave me all alone. Yet I am not alone, for my Father is with me. 33"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:32-33
Amen!
This just gave me total body chills. Thank you.
When every step is a prayer you walk in faith.
Beautifully put!
Perfectly timed. Many thanks.
Absolutely beautiful!! ThankyouGodAlmighty!!!
Thank you for the encouraging words. Many among us need reminding frequently😁
Another thoughtful and beautiful piece - thank you so much Pepe! Your line about 'the fog is a burden' pertaining to uncertainty, reminds me of a time our family was surrounded in a thick, winter fog after leaving a church event. We lived down a series of many barren country roads with steep ditches and no guardrails. I remember my dad and mom praying for safety getting home and there was much uncertainty regarding the upcoming 10-mile journey.
Soon after praying, two barely visible taillights appeared in front of us in the pea-soup swirl of fog, as we were inching the car forward. Those taillights led us down turn after turn directly toward our home and blinked out of view a street away from our front door. We all gave thanks to God for his wonderful miracle and angels that delivered us safely home.
I think of Trump and Anons as those two taillights. While not barely visible, I think the effects of our labors can sometimes delay materializing immediately or they are fruitful in an unexpected way. Regardless of the results we see on Earth we cannot forget Matthew 6:19-21 - 19 “Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. 20 But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moths and vermin do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. 21 For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.
Beautiful comment fren
LOVE 6:21!!
Your Substack today reminds me about grace, and how your heart has to be open to receive it...
AMEN! I find that the stronger I am in my faith, the more able I am to stand my ground with those who preach love while practicing hatred. Something in which I'm currently engaged with someone in defense of Trump. How someone can hate anyone is so beyond me!
Great timing and perfectly said, as usual. I’m holding onto FAITH. 🙏🇺🇸🙏
“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of realities not seen”
Hebrews 11:1.
Read that a few times and dwell on the meanings of each word.
"God is with you in the waiting."
What an easy thing to forget until a frogs words jump out at you. 🙏❤️🇺🇲🫶
“Sometimes faith requires a leap from whence you cannot return.” This is where the tears began - with the realization that I will never be able to go back - to not KNOW. But all is good. We have each other and we have our Lord Jesus. Forward all
Pepe, gotta admit...this June has been one of the hardest for me. Not sure why.
My Faith has not waivered.
My resolve to DO has not changed.
My seed planting is as fast and furious as it always has been (for the last 3.5 years anyways).
My steadfastness to find the Truth of the matter remains solid.
My Love for Humanity grows always and my tears for the unknowing lost souls still flow.
And yet, this month, I feel as if I've been wandering in the wilderness with no purpose, no destination, no rest.
Daily I read, "Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit in me." (Psalm 51:10)
Fell at the feet of Jesus today (in my mind's eye) with true and utter confused mind mayhem and His hands gently framed my face as He said, "Be still, and KNOW that I AM GOD."
And still, my soul is at unrest, like I'm not doing what He wants me to do, going where He is trying to lead me, reaching where reaching is needed, and utterly missing the entire boat.
I feel beaten Pepe.
I feel like I am failing God, my fellow human beings, my mission.
Any sage advice for the one who is counting the sands on the beach, but with streaming tears at this time?
Much Love
Sometimes all we can do is rest in that place of silence and allow God to kill that part of us that feels that need to work our way out of a situation. Sometimes God just wants us to lay down instead of fighting. He wants us to lay down our will to Him. Through that He transforms us into something new. Maybe it's not about what you should do and instead about how far you are willing to trust in the fog.
My beloved Fren,
My trust in my Heavenly Father, my Lord and Savior, KING of Kings, Son of GOD (and man) Jesus, and my Whispering Winds from Everywhere, the Holy Spirit, is such that I would step off the mountain into the fog knowing that His Bridge, His Hand, was there to catch me, even though unseen.
What manner of life is there without Him?
Jesus died so that we may live.
He was born TO BE the Ultimate sacrifice for our fallen state. The Blood of The Lamb cleanses us.
I would rather lose my life for eternity, never to even be counted as existing, than to deny Him. HE IS MY ONE TRUE LOVE.
After having said that, "Rest in that place of silence" NAILED IT.
I have been SO busy, so VERY busy, in a quest to show the world how corrupt the WW regime is, how traitorous they have ALL been towards We The People, how Truths are taking over the thousands of years lies, how The Plan is coming along, how it HAD TO BE DONE THIS WAY, etc. etc. etc. - that I have placed myself in constant battle mode FOR the continuation of Dark to Light, that I have denied myself the silence. The Golden Silence. The one where I just sit in nature and be. How can God talk to me when I am the one doing all the talking? I could just punt myself right now!! I have ignored what He has taught me, to BE His warrior for Truth? How very prideful and lofty of me. Tears of shame indeed my Fren, tears of shame. I can be of no value to my fellow man, me, OR Him when I ignore the precious need for silence to allow that Still Small Voice in.
THIS - will be quickly changed!!
Thank you for your response Pepe.
MUCH MUCH LOVE
There's a song called "in the silence" by Jason Upton. It is Powerful! Reminds me of what you said here.. It's been years since I heard it, but it somehow brings me close to God's healing power. Going to listen now.
I won't bore you with the details, but when I read your words it felt like you were holding up a mirror.
I'm well into my 7th decade and the last few months have been by far the hardest of my life - and it's been quite hard enough already. I've sat in front of my fireplace all night praying many times - and shed an ocean of tears.
Prayer and God's word have brought me comfort ... the only real "Lamp shining in a dark place." Scripture gets my feet back on the ground, Father's love always shines through.
May the Father be generous with you fren. Love to you too.
Thank you for sharing my fren. I FEEL your heart.
I also know of the many hardships of life (without going into detail as well).
I have experienced first hand, the PRESENCE of God, His POWER and His LOVE for us, His children.
ALL overwhelmingly MASSIVE, beyond our comprehension indeed.
Even in my current state of mind, which is driving me nuts, I believe the words of God, yet it hasn't stopped me from feeling utterly alone, like my seeds aren't even touching soil never mind actually taking root. Like screaming into the wind rather than feathers let go from the mountain tops. I dunno. Perhaps I am creating a self-made pity party.
I will NEVER give up trying though.
Thank you for your intercessory prayer for me, and it is reciprocated, with MUCH love.
When this is over, and we are all truly AT HOME, it is a comforting thought to think that we will be meeting and saying (AFTER Jesus finally lets EACH one of us go from His loooong hug), "Oooooh, so YOU'RE the one whose handle was ______!!" Hi-fives, hugs, and grins from ear to ear ensue!!
Your words brought me to tears. Waking up to realize the level of evil in this world IS a great burden. I keep telling myself to hang onto Christ Jesus. Just hang on and pray.
Thank you for being such a faithful voice of encouragement!
Psalm 23 exerpt~He prepareth a table for me in the face of mine enemies. He anointeth my head with oil,my cup runneth over. Surely goodness & mercy will follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever....... Isaiah’s Commission
6 In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord, high and exalted, seated on a throne; and the train of his robe filled the temple. 2 Above him were seraphim, each with six wings: With two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying. 3 And they were calling to one another:
“Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty;
the whole earth is full of his glory.”
4 At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke.
5 “Woe to me!” I cried. “I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the Lord Almighty.”
6 Then one of the seraphim flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. 7 With it he touched my mouth and said, “See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for.”
8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, “Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?”
And I said, “Here am I Lord. Send me!”