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“Hear ye, Hear ye! Your King is on the Floor!” (2)

We need to get the King off of the floor.

He remains grief stricken for 7 days hoping God will change his mind and spare the child he bore with Bathsheba.

One might wonder if he was wallowing in self-pity.

The household servants may have questioned how long would he remain a limp piece of carpet on the concrete floor?

The thought could cross a mind that he punished himself with a long “timeout” for being bad.

The problem with God is he keeps his promises.

And the King knew this. Yet, he hoped to intervene and change the Lord’s mind.

This was one time David hoped God would not keep his promise and allow his child to live.

It may have been the longest 7 days of this King’s life. 

He overheard his servants whispering. Fearing for his life they didn’t want to tell him the child had died.  His appeal of what appeared to be desperation led them to question his emotional instability.

Once the confirmation of death had been handed to him, he got up, bathed and ate.

His servants didn’t understand his behavior at all.

Why? Why did you grieve until the child died?” It is possible they really wanted to say,

“What the heck is wrong with you? Have you lost it completely?”

His explanation was candid. 203a

There was no point in mincing words.

So what was David doing for 7 days while his child lay ill? Crying out to God? Begging? Pleading for mercy for his son? Sure.  Who wouldn’t? But what else was he doing?

Discerning. Waiting. Remaining calm. Listening. Taking a step back.

He yearned to hear his still, small voice.

He positioned himself to keep calm so he could listen.

The need for quiet allowed him to pause before speaking.

David knew what discernment was. He had used it many times before.

David understood sheep. He raised them. Cared for them.  Long, lonely days with sheep may have taught him the “Art of Discernment.”

So how do we activate the “Art of Discernment?”

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Is this your Final Answer?

We need more information; there isn’t enough.

Those days are long gone.newspaper

As an avid reader, refraining from it is almost like going through withdrawal.

Reading books use to be my thing because it was all we had besides the newspapers.

I still read some books, but mostly articles, stories, newspapers online, and blogs. Occasionally, coming across the bizarre catches my eye because it is so unbelievable, silly or ridiculous I can’t resist.  It makes me wonder if the eccentric or ludicrous was always present but not published or did the world become so peculiar since the internet was born.

Information is power. Or someone said.

What do you do with all the material/propaganda/scoop out there?

While part of it is worthwhile, much isn’t.

Scrolling through the daily scandals, government waste and who’s who in the entertainment world will leave you wondering what happened to America or when did it become an unhinged society.

No one, no culture will survive without God.

The elite Ivy leaguers over the last 50 years have been making decisions for everyone about everything.  It goes without saying they don’t know everyone or everything; but don’t wake them up. Until a rock hits them hard enough, they have crowned themselves king.

Attitude will always win out over genius.

Worldly information is useful to a point, but it will never live up to the truth of God’s wisdom and knowledge.  All the information in the universe won’t set anyone free.
What matters isn’t what others tell you or what you know yourself.

Information is vital but what you do with it is what counts.

Remember the days of studying for exams?  At the end of every semester right before exams started an open invitation lurked the halls for crying fits, coffee all- nighters and irritable students.  Falling asleep in the dining hall was a given.

Preparation was inevitable. Studying for hours on end was a declaration.  After an entire semester of repetitious study of the anatomy of a frog or Chemical equations, we just wanted it to end.

Learning God’s word is a little like college; only the tests are real life and often harder than remembering water is H ² 0.

The repetition of study in the Bible is unique. Joyce Meyer describes it like this:

Meditation takes information and turns it into revelation.”

Meditation is a repetition of the promises of God.  For years, I have spent hours daily meditating and praying over God’s word.  As educated as that may sound I am not even close to learning all the book is loaded with.  God’s wisdom and knowledge is infinite which can be overwhelming.

The never-ending unforeseeable future in it only reveals God’s awesomeness.  My chair remains in the “University of God” and will for the rest of my life.  Unlike college exams, I never want to leave his classroom.

Joyce Meyer also says many people get stuck in the information zone and never move into revelation. Revelation is freedom.  She says and I can confirm it, the revelation arrives when you know that you know that you know that you know.  And when you know, nothing or no one can or will change your mind.  Countless times I have encountered such a “knowing” only to have others throw in the towel of their unbelief.

It sounds difficult, but once you have a revelation from God he gives you an indescribable peace in the midst of your loneliness.  He sets it in stone for you.

In other words, this is my story and I am sticking to it.

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The Minstrel in my Head

How I wish it were so. Instead are the sounds of rolling waves, back and forth, back and forth. The ballad is far from a serenade of a nightingale.

Yes, it is more like that of a crooner yodeling in my ears.evicted

This sad effort is of the one who has spoken debilitating thoughts to prevail my yearnings for the truth. This nave or monster roars as if he is the ocean with an alias name wishing to dwell in the depths of ear canals. It shall not be so.

This is a priority. What you hear, listen to or puncture your heart with seals your existence.

The good news is once you hear the songwriter’s articulate whispers the meddling voice of that dastardly beast becomes a no-brainer to listen to.

His tone is confident and understanding. He yields an intimate breath of life into yours with words of knowledge and wisdom. The presence of quiet is his solemn oath of peace. What he speaks is genuine, faithful and eternal.

Yes, it lasts forever.

Once you have met the great “I AM” everything changes. You want to go to war for him. You want to fight with passion for others to be unveiled as you were. Sharing HIM is all that matters.

Once you have crossed the line from a “soapbox from hell” to the flow of his breeze swishing by you, devilish angles become loathsome to you. Evil is now your allergen.glad your gone

Your personal aspirations to avoid sinister alignment of any kind become a sparring match for a “war horse.”  As you dwell in the shelter of the Most High he becomes your fortress against the villains’ darkness. Slowly, but surely you will rest in the shadows of the Almighty waiting and longing to hear his voice only.

Knowing his voice so clearly, you wonder how you missed it from the start.

If he is here now, where was he then?

Oh, but you see He isn’t the one who was lost. He stood beside you, behind you, attempted to block your way from the entrance to corruption.

It wasn’t until you allowed him to stop you, his voice became prevalent; a virtual sound of clarity and hope.

His words are his presence in the form of love. Like pearls, his languages of truth are secrets to his Kingdom.

So, the yodeling crooner is now a far off distant memory.

And the Minstrel of Heaven is the only melody playing in my Head.





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Do you ever wonder who is reading your blogs?

It is unfathomable that the words we write can reach people across the world in an instant.

For the most part, most of us who do blog would probably be shocked who reads our words.

Wonder why they read them?

Nothing better to do

Searching for answers




A good laugh or two

Readers want to disagree with you

They just like to read

Those who continually read blogs either like what you have to say or hate what you have to say. Particularly are groups called “trolls.”

If you aren’t familiar with the word “troll” it is someone who purposely searches another one out for the purpose of disagreeing with them. A troll by definition is someone who posts inflammatory, extraneous, or off-topic messages in an online community.

Having a few “trolls” follow my blogs or facebook messages has been limited and ended up in my trash bin. If they desire to speak against me that is fine; but to continue unleashing their hate filled words and rhetoric is unacceptable.

The trolls that have attacked me found out I was not playing their game nor was I going to listen to their agonizing agendas of animosity because I don’t believe as they do.

I don’t go chasing other people down because they think differently than I do. I have better things to do. Like pray for them.

Trolling is an online term but is certainly not limited to social media.

My view of  trolls is they are similar to bullies. Whether on line or in real life they seek out others to cut them down to size emotionally and mentally. Using limited knowledge, trolls can be rude, obnoxious and arrogant believing they know what is best for everyone making sure their voices are heard whether you want to hear it or not.

I appreciate all who read my blog posts. God has been gracious in allowing me to write whether I am serious, factual or sarcastically humorous which I find to be so much fun.


After losing my sense of humor years ago during very difficult circumstances, God gave it back to me.
I am convinced God created humor and he wants me to show others that side of him because so many don’t find God funny. Believe me, God is funny.

I have never written anything meant to hurt someone else. That is not my goal and is not who I am.
I speak the truth and if that truth hurts, then maybe that person was supposed to read it.

If you choose to read my blog I thank you. I appreciate the comments and cherish what others say to me even if we don’t agree.
God has used blogging as a way to uplift, help and minister to each of us. I have learned so much from all my Christian blogging friends.

God does not want us to pick apart the Bible to suit our needs and goals nor would God want us to do the same with each other in what we write.

For centuries the Bible has been interpreted wrong, torn apart and taken out of context.
For those of us who write with a Christian theme, we should expect no less from our adversaries.

The truth is if they are reading our blogs at all, they must think we have something important to say.

If they are reading it for abusive purposes, to cause strife or hurt people, or taken out of context then I say,

“Start your own blog. Don’t use mine for your personal agenda. My words are copyrighted.”




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