This old world is not my home---just passing through!

     The words of that old song seem to be always on my mind these days.  Every time I hear of a tragedy (small or large) I think of when there will be no more tears.  Every time I glimpse a ugly picture on  TV or see the filth that seems normal to most folks these days, I long for the purity of heaven.  I long to be where there is no more hate and anger.   I long to be relieved of the heavy burden of sinfulness that sucks us down into the depths of despair.  I hate all that is not of God in me.  I don't want any dreams, thoughts, or impulses that are carnal.  Oh, Father, in You only am I free.  Self is an idol that keeps us from serving God with all our minds, hearts and souls.  Prayer is my lifeline connected to my only hope---Jesus Christ.  In Christ I live, move and have my being! 

     Persecution of Christians is a gathering storm in this earth in these days.  I pray for all persecuted that they will not deny the Lord Jesus in any way--that persecution will cause them to be overcoming saints who will hear Father God say, "Well done, My good and faithful servant."  Father, fill them with Your courage, Your strength, Your love, Your forgiveness even for their persecutors!  Turn their fear into Your faith that they may endure whatsoever they need to.  Lord, persecution is coming to America.  Prepare us, Your people, to lean upon You, trust You, and love You through it all.

     This blog is a rambling string of words today.  I don't get access to the internet too often with my computer and my phone is too difficult to use to post anything--- the keyboard is too-too little.

     Someday soon it will be going home time.  Lord, I am looking forward to all that You have prepared for Your children.  I love You, Jesus.  I love You, Father God, and I love You sweet Holy Spirit.  I don't understand the trinity and so many things about You.  Indeed, I see through a glass darkly but I will trust You and seek Your face while I have breath!