JOY, HALLELUJAH TODAY ON THE HOME FRONT SHOW!

Before every Friday at 2:00 p.m Mountain Time I go through the thoughts: this is dumb, not any good, no one cares, not helping anybody, it’s a waste of time, blah, blah, blah.

After 3:00 every Friday I go through the thoughts:  that was great, that was a good show, the Lord showed up and showed off, joy, hallelujah, Amen.

Today’s show will be about joy, among other things.  The Holy Spirit is speaking up right and left about joy, and today He’ll be speaking through my special callers, and through me as well.

I’ve got one person who’s on fire about changing your “reality” to a true REALITY via what thoughts you choose to speak, and choosing to speak TRUTH via knowing the truth.  Yep, tht truth that sets us free.

FREEDOM.  Life.  Joy, Hallelujah.  Amen.

Do you know anyone who could use a little joy today, who would appreciate the help God’s dealing out today at 2:00 p.m. on the Home Front Show?

Tell them to:

1.   Go to 1360am.co

2:   Wait for the load.

3.   Click on “Live Radio”

4.   Be blessed!

Thanks and pass it on, please.

Pentecost, and all Things Richly to Enjoy

 

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Taking a walk in the cool not-quite-summer breezes the other morning an old question popped into my mind:  Which of the senses would you miss the most, were you to lose it?

Loss of sight would mean no more color, no more iridescent, translucent, sparkling, proof-of- God color.  No more looking into the eyes of my beloveds, no more laughing at a child’s guileless smile.

Not good.

Loss of smell would mean I couldn’t smell this sage I’m crushing in my fingers and thereby being lifted, transported.  Same for the juniper, pine, spruce, fir and cedar on the heavenly breeze.

Loss of smell would mean roast beef and vegetables and gravy and hot buttered homemade bread would be irrelevant.  Also not good.

Loss of smell would mean I wouldn’t notice the clove on John’s breath when he kissed me.

A kiss.  A touch.  Not being able to feel the kissing face, or hugged neck, or the touch of a hand of another of God’s children.

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Hearing.  A marmot is sounding the alarm because the dogs are busy sniffing out his rock pile, and the spring snowmelt has made the creek practically roar as it rushes out of its banks, but not above my favorite creekside blessing rock.

And I couldn’t hear His praises sung from the depths of the hearts of His children in church this morning, on Pentecost Sunday.  This thought makes me catch my breath from the sudden glitch of alarm, the actual physical ache, in my spirit.  But, on this day of all days, I am choosing not to think about “what ifs” and possible losses.  I am thinking of my utter inability to even begin to grasp the magnitude of the Love of God.  This is the sense I want to exercise, increase, develop.  This is the realm into which I want to delve more deeply.  More richly.

He has given us all things richly to enjoy.  I call the dogs off and they happily dash off to the next thrill, all senses alert.  He has given us all things richly to enjoy.  This thought again wafts into my mind and I think of how all the senses will be alive and blessing me at once if I simply take this walk with a loved one, sit by the creek eating roast beef on homemade bread with also homemade mayo, and watch steam swirl up out of a thermos of tea as we sip and smile at each other.  And as we see on each others’ faces peace.  How beautiful, how marvelous.  Oh, Lord, our Lord, how majestic is Your Name in all the earth.

In all the earth.  He has given us so much to enjoy.  Let us not, in pursuits of manmade enjoyments and entertainments, forgo, forget, become blind to, the wonderful world He has made.  In all of our seeking, with all of our senses, let us tune into Him.  Let us daily live a life of Pentecost.  Amen.

 

 

 

 

Getting Real with the Velveteen Rabbit at 2:00

The rabbit was real because the boy loved him.  Pondering that and  the chameleon tendencies of so many of us, I realized this:  The acceptance of God’s love is what makes us real.  The understanding, reaching for, TAKING of God’s love, indeed the very becoming of love, makes us real.

My thoughts wandered to antique cars, purple Cadillacs in particular.  Definitely real cars.  When we see such a car we exclaim, “Look at that!  Did you see that?”

Our hearts yearn for the real.  We are drawn to it.  Because real implies honesty, truth, reliability.  God’s love.

Join me today at 2:00 pm Mountain Time on the Home Front Radio Show for further exploration into becoming real.

And oh, so much more.

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Thanks!

10 Ways to Build Faith Plus Purple Cadillacs and Forgiveness Vroom!

Pink Cadillac

Tomorrow, Friday June 2 at 2:00 Mountain time!  Make a Note and tune in:

Go to 1360am.co

Wait for it, and

Click on the “Live Radio” button.

I’ll have a special guest, purple Cadillac thoughts, nuclear-powered forgiveness, ten ways to build your faith – things that just plain build everything, so that life is an ADVENTURE – and more, much more!

It’s a non-stop hour of information and inspiration and just plain good stuff.

Thanks for listening!

 

It’s a New Day in the Good Ol’ USA

Today on the Home Front Show we’re gonna rant happy, give God glory, get in the face (gently) of those “Christian” conservatives who can only see the negative, who give what Satan’s up to way more facetime than the new mercies of God in this new day!

We’ll begin with Helen Keller’s assertion that, “Life is either a daring adventure or nothing,” then discuss the adventure of home schooling, and end with John Parker’s thoughts on the adventure of turning what Satan intends for evil to good via instantaneous, weapons-grade forgiveness. 

And of course, much more, like the Domestic Bliss of becoming a Fermentista, and the Three P’s of Power, and a really tough Challenge of the Week for us all.

Make a plan and call a friend – and be blessed. 

Go to:  1360am.co and click on “Live Radio”

2:00 PM Mountain Time, Friday, May 19!

 

Psalm 91 for Trump? But It’s Easier to Rant!

I was wide awake at 4:00 a.m., and began praying for my children.  Then I got out my Bible and prayed Psalm 91 over them.  Next I turned on the radio to hear someone say, “I don’t know if he can overcome this or not.”  I assumed they were talking about Trump and turned it OFF.

What rot! What, God heard our cry and got Trump in office, but He can’t keep him there?

Time to pray Psalm 91 over Trump, Pence, their families, the entire administration, the entire Body of Christ, and over America.

Trump is not our answer, our source, our solution, but he was put in office because of God’s people crying out for mercy, and we are to pray for him and all other “leaders” that we may “lead quiet and peaceable lives.”  And because people getting beaten up and eaten up need prayer!  “Pray for us, brethren,” Paul said to the Church..

We are to be the true leaders, the spiritual leaders., the prayer warriors.  We are NOT to be whiners, doubters, naysayers, lily-livered, fearful, nincompoops.  We are to take dominion!!!!

We, America, are to be that shining city on a hill, that beacon of hope, and that place wherefrom the Good News of Jesus goes out.  And so we have always been, and are, and will always be.

“Let God arise, let His enemies be scattered.” 

P.S.  Tune in today, Friday the 19th, at 2:00 Mountain Time to hear a positive rant, some homeschooling news from Canada, how you’ll never go higher than your love walk, what to do when family members take you to hell with their lack of all reason, domestic bliss thoughts and much more, including Real Man John Parker’s take on “going there” when the sticky wicket of offense is offered.

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Enjoy!