I’ll be meeting with the KHNC folks tomorrow to discuss possible changes for The Homefront Show, and there will be no show tomorrow, Wednesday, December 11.
Thanks,
Bev
The Homefront Radio Show Wednesday, December 11 with Bronia Olivas Speaking On Tongues
I have a preliminary intro to Wednesday’s Homefront Show, and I’m sharing it here and now, but making no promises. Because it seems that more I prepare for and nail down the Show just exactly how I think it should go, the more apt the Holy Spirit is to say, “No, don’t say that, say this.” The very subject about which I’m most self-satisifed and sure my listeners will LOVE, is the one that at the last minute seems trite, boring and/or irrelevant.
So, again, here’s a possible line-up of the show coming up at 8:00 Mountain time (9:00 Central) Wednesday morning, December 11:
Hello and thank you for joining me today on the Homefront Show, where among many other excellent subjects, we’re going to talk about setting the tone for your home, about doing away with the pie sliver mentality – we’re going to STOP with the lack thinking. Enough with not enough!
Rather than thinking about what we want and need we’re going to think about what we have and what we can share. It is TIME to stop sharing our miserliness and our misery (root word miser and it is a godless word), and start being a blessing to ourselves and others as well, especially those living in our houses. We’re going from Households of Hate (I hate myself and I hate my life) to Households of Faith. We’ve got some Faith ABC’s – Basics that any and all of us can get, today on the HFS.
But before we do anything else, let me ask this question: Do I have a listener considering abortion? I have been dreaming about babies, and about a young woman considering abortion. So I want to ask this question, and tell you to stay with me – we’re going to talk about this. And if you have an abortion in your past, and you’re still under that cloud, we’re going to talk about that as well (short, sweet and to the point). Because there is one way, and one way only, to deal with that kind of cloud, that kind of weight. So whatever your weight, your regret, your crippling past issue or issues (they seem to travel in packs) whatever. . . have I got a deal for you today on the HFS.
The subject of giving is on the roster as well. And . . . the Power of Total Immersion. And . . . Bronia. Bronia Olivas – isn’t that a lovely name? It’s for a lovely person, who will be talking about today’s controversial subject, and hopefully take us from controversy to revelation (Bronia will do her part, you’ll have to choose whether to respond in stubbornness or faith) – that’s what I call a battle, at least it is for me.
We were created for battle, and we need to wake up in the morning and gear up. It is absolutely ridiculous for Christians to be worrying about what the devil’s up to. It is downright sin. So we’re going to talk about the downright sin of worry today, and about the stupidity of disobeying our commanding officer’s commandments!
Opinions are also open for discussion today. Everyone has an opinion, and very often we find no one is really interested in ours. We think our opinions are soooo interesting, so important, but I don’t see much in the Bible about the importance of my opinion. There is no Book of Beverly. We especially have opinons about other people. So, speaking of other people, contact someone who needs a bit of revelation and maybe rerouting for their day, for their thinking, and get them to get with us today on the HFS.
I want to begin the Show with the opinion thing. I read a devotion about the difference between going to Jesus and going to the telephone with opinions, and you can guess which one gives you the more harmonious, more victorious outcome:
LIMITLESS LOVE DEVOTION, December 8, 2019
(So there, Dear Potential Blessed Listener, is your list of reasons to tune in to https://1360khnc.com/ Wednesday, December 11, at 8:00 am Mountain Time.)
And Thanks!
Just Say “No!!!!” to Black Friday
Hmmm. Let me see . . . My choices are:
- Sleep in. Get up and build a fire. Put on the tea kettle and prep for French Press Lavazza with heavy cream. Put a nice slice of pumpkin pie next to three-layer carrot/pineapple/walnut cake on a gold plate. Welcome the first sleepyhead who peeps in at the marvelous scent of coffee. Partake before the now-crackling fire, together. Or, perhaps alone, which works as well. Decide what, if anything, I will do today. Thank God . . .or;
- Get my crying-out-for-peace body out of bed at an ungodly (word of the day) hour to stand in lines, push and shove, possibly even trample or be trampled, in the MINDLESS pursuit of plastic junk paid for on plastic, to end up in a landfill full of plastic long before it’s paid for.
JUST SAY “NO” TO BLACK FRIDAY.
There’s a Granny in the House!
John’s mom, Colene Parker, is with us for a few weeks, and it is just lovely. That’s because we’re just youngsters in our early 60’s, and it’s always nice to have someone about thirty years older — to care for and enjoy, to talk with and listen to, to take us out of ourselves, and to remind us how young we are.
It’s nice to have peaceable oldsters, vintage treasures you could say. And if they keep their silver hair done, and their bright pink nails as well, wear plenty of jewelry, and lovely sweaters with their new blue jeans, so much the better.
If they agree with you that your children/their grandchildren are truly the finest folks ever, what else do you need, really? We have our mutual admiration society, and dissenting opinions/views need not be considered.
It’s true. Men very often do marry their mothers. I once would have said my mother-in-law and I have love of John, and our children/grandchildren in common, and not that much else. But as I study her, I have to reassess. We both consider ourselves good managers (“not bossy, my ideas are just better”)* We both like music, art, things that sparkle, reading and crosswords. We think a good time is what we did on the way home from the airport after picking her up Sunday night: exclaim over all the Christmas lights; wear red and extra eye make-up, talk about blessings, eat and buy Alan Jackson Christmas CD’s at Cracker Barrel.
We made arrangements to meet Hannah (my daughter who is also lots like Colene) at Cracker Barrel. We talked about the beloveds in our lives, and how perfect it was that Colene flew in the day before the imminent big snow. I planned (knowing she’d agree) that we’d build a fire and read romances and drink coffee with Peppermint Jo Jo’s the next day. We enjoyed our little circle of love.
John smiled at me in the mirror as we drove, (Colene sat beside him because it was easier for her to get into the front seat, and as I prefer sitting in back when I can) saying, “Thank you for being nice to my mommy.”
What’s not to like/love/appreciate? She raised you, and she did a darn good job.
Plus, she likes, and is lots like, that gal in my mirror. Who can resist?
Your Spiritual Authority Can Kiss My Sweet Patooty!
My beloved friend and several of her friends meet weekly and walk the streets of their town praying for the city, the businesses, and the people of the city. They pray prosperity, freedom, healing – blessing.
I’ve known my friend for 25 years and blessing is all she is, it’s who she is. So, when the church “leadership” told the group they can no longer do this (don’t want to offend anyone, blah, blah, blah), she was grieved to the bottom of her very dear heart.
She could hardly talk for crying as she told me about it. “They’re so deceived. They’ve built a kingdom and they’re losing The Kingdom.”
How often it happens. A young whippersnapper gets a piece of paper from a Bible College and now he has “spiritual authority.” What, I wonder, is a more sure and certain indicator that Satan is at work than when people start trying to control other people?
I know what. It’s when people act like sheeple and say, “Oh, OK then. I know we were led by the Holy Spirit to do this. I know we’re blessing people. But since you, Oh Great and Mighty Pastor Person, say we must not pray, we won’t pray,. After all, spiritual authority and all . . . .”
Not my friend and her buds. They, unlike their “leaders” will not be destroyed for a lack of knowledge (See Hosea 4:6). They know what Jesus taught about prayer, and what both the Old and New Testaments teach about prayer. They will not answer evil orders with the evil of fear and cowardice.
Daniel 3:18 tells of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego’s response to evil orders: “But if not, let it be known to you, O king, that we do not serve your gods, nor will we worship the gold image which you have set up.”
Wolves in sheep’s clothing, folks. Beware. “But there were also false prophets among the people, even as there will be false teachers among you, who will secretly bring in destructive heresies, even denying the Lord who bought them, and bring on themselves swift destruction. And many will follow their destructive ways, because of whom the way of truth will be blasphemed.” – II Peter 2:1-2
And remember Joshua 24:15 : ““And if it seems evil to you to serve the LORD, choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the River, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you dwell. But as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD.”
So there.
By the way, John Parker will be teaching on the getting of knowledge, the kind that will save us from this kind of deception, next Wednesday, November 6, at 8:00 am on The Homefront Show.
Join us at 1360 am – http://1360khnc.com/ and please tell a friend. Thanks so much.
P.S. John and I just prayed for this church, that they be free from the root cause of the need to control – FEAR. Amen and amen. So let it be so.
Fasting, My Dear, is About Much More Than Weight Loss!
The real power comes after the fast – the fast is preparation for BIG battles.
I had decided to simply, “Let it soak,” regarding an ongoing issue in my life. And by “issue” don’t we so often mean a relationship issue? Two people in my life were burrs under my saddle, and unlike most people, I am not willing to go through life with burrs under my saddle.
But like any horse, in my own strength I could not reach under that saddle and get that burr loose.
So, I decided to fast about it, pray about it, and keep soaking these people and myself in God’s love, which I am told on GOOD authority, never fails.
Well, I soaked them for seven days in the fast (praying for them day and night), and then two days later the burrs really stuck deep, as Satan was trying extra hard to stay where he was.
It was time to take those stained clothes out of the soaking pan and put them in the washer, agitator on on high speed! I gave my opinion to one of these individuals, and boy did the agitator agitate. Not fun.
I began to pray (in tongues, which is the very best and most indispensable tool for really sticky burrs, and if this is a burr under your saddle, see for yourself what Paul has to say about tongues). Suddenly the Holy Spirit took over my prayers and I was The Somebody, as in Somebody has to take it to the heart.”
In the third Hobbit movie, Thorin took his best warriors and climbed the mountain right into the enemy command center. Enough was enough. He had to be that Somebody who took it to the heart. He had to act like the King and Dragonslayer he was born and called to be.
We are born, born again, to be Kings, to take Jesus to the heart of evil. We are not to be Craven Cowards (see Hannah Hurnard’s Hinds Feet on High Places) and go licking our wounds each time we’re scratched. We are to decide once and for all, that ENOUGH IS ENOUGH.
Fasting and praying, reading the Word, and listening to faith-filled preaching for seven days, put me in that place of power, strength, and unstoppable, bulldog, enough-is-enough FAITH to take it to the heart of the issue.
The heart of the issue was spiritual. Actually, as I prayed and did all-or-nothing spiritual warfare (the demons could have heard and sensed me in the next county), the Holy Spirit revealed to me what was behind each thing I prayed against. As I came against issue after issue, stronghold upon stronghold, I realized (big surprise, duh) the root issue was fear.
II Timothy 1:7 tells us, “For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and love and a sound mind.” No need to expect power or love or a locigally reasoning mind from someone bound up in fear. But if you can see it, if you can recognize the real root of the issue, you are the very person to take it to the mountain. Boy, are you Somebody now!
P.S. If you have never had the experience of being used by God to be The Someone let me tell you it’s the way to go. You will be like Thorin and his warriors with their swords, and like Bilbo Baggins with his courage (study Smith Wigglesworth if you want inspiration for this, or just do the simple thing and read the Bible and choose the life therein).
. You will be Someone.
And if you die, you die making a difference. So much better than being the fearful, the living dead.
One More Hour and My Fast Will be Through – Hold on, Hold on!
I’ve never done a 7-day fast before, and I’ll tell why I did so and how I’m coming off the fast the right way, tomorrow on The Homefront Show.
Also, I’m going to talk about having a glad heart, and how you won’t get there with meds per Dr. Caroline Leaf, about Abigail Adams style parenting, Ree Drummond holiday tips, and Mrs. Dunwoody’s Excellent Instructions for Homekeeping.
John Parker will also be with us tomorrow, so put it on your calendar: Wednesday morning at 8:00 Mountain, at https://1360khnc.com/ and thanks!
Hot as a Firecracker Over Crackers
So I just opened this box of crackers only to find they’re so cleverly packaged that there are only half what would fit in the box. Wrong! My husband John just measured the little plastic cracker organizer and the box to find that there is 3.28 times more box area than cracker storage area.
Can you say shortsighted? I will NEVER buy ANYTHING from these people again.
Same for the canned tuna and canned chicken folks who think their customers are dumb as posts and won’t notice the cans are only half full.
People do not appreciate having their intelligence insulted by dishonest companies, who would, I believe, be much better served to simply raise the price and advertise that their cans are full!
This is like a book I saw today, advertised as $2.99 but the shipping was $28.00. To quote Tim Hawkins, it “makes you wanna slap your (their) mama!”
I say we patronize honest merchants, even if they do charge a bit more.
P.S. Join me on The Homefront Show Wednesday morning at 8:00 Mountain. SO MUCH good stuff and a very INTERESTING guest!
Coffee Table Fun, Golden Retriever Puppies who Never Make a Mess, and Ignoring the Naysayers when Decorating!
And, you can’t really do this playing it safe. White. Gray. Grey.
A coffee table that’s too large, too small, too nice to put your feet on. Too new.
What would happen, I wondered, if I turned that old, very old, dresser on it’s back. The size would be perfect.
What happened was my daughter, Hannah, laughing until she had to slide down the wall and sit in the floor. Just you wait. She and every other doubting Thomas in my house went to bed.
As did I. No, I won’t use it. I’ll just do something else. It’s too out there, even for me. I went to sleep.
But then. I woke up thinking of the exposed slats in the bottom of the old dresser, exposed and right in front of the couch. And I thought . . . I wonder . . . Would that picture of the Golden Retrievers fit? Nah. Too long.
But I went to get it and tried it out and you can see the results below. You can see what people who put their feet (pillows and warm socks always provided at our house) and their coffee on my coffee table see when they look down a bit.
And now, more of my welcoming, cozy, answer to the Bleak Facade: (first you must decide which puppy you like best)
That’s a vintage (a-maz-ing sound!) record player in the corner – Neil Diamond “Moods” is playing.
The pram in the dining area (next to the piano) holds CD’s and a CD player.
Yay, Hooray, Today is the Day
Summer Put Away
Autumn Holding Sway!
Color, Clamor, Leaves Gone Quite Wild
Light Fine and Clear
Let us all Rejoice! Harvest is Here.
Romancing the Guest Room – Hideous Before and Lovely After
BEFORE . . .
This room was a lovely but a bit chilly in blue and white. Put in new windows and remove the old sills, and it’s a bit of a horror.
Using what’s under my nose, i.e. paint I already had from other projects, I decided on the pale aqua and green yellow. “This is going to look like a nursery,” my son predicted.
Not if I use red accents. Just you wait.
AFTER!!!
Master Woodworker Husband John and Dire Predictor Son Seth set to work on the new window trim, and as you can see (pics don’t do the perfection of their work justice) the results are lovely.
(There’s always more to do, little touches here and there. For instance, I am going to paint the frames on the little French biker children a shiny copper, as the dark frame detracts).
I am especially pleased with my red efforts. I had already made curtains out of the red polka dot fabric (a hand-me-down from a seamstress friend) and they had a bit of surplus length. I took that surplus and made the little valance for the smaller window, then took a crocheted piece from the linen closet, and tied it with a red ribbon.
On the antique dressing table chair (above) I added a Mary Engelbreit pillow – with red, of course, and on the walls opposite are quilted wall hangings, as well as a never finished quilt top (another hand-me-down), all of which contain a bit of red.
Does it look like a nursery? Not according to the two guests who have so far enjoyed it. “Lovely, absolutely lovely,” is the verdict. And again, except for one additional can of paint, I used only what I already had – right under my nose.
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