Just Reflecting

Every time I turn on the news, read the paper or browse the internet I am bombarded with grim news. Last night was no exception. After a wonderful time celebrating the Mpact moving-up ceremony and feasting on cake with fellow believers and friends , we hurried home and tucked the kids in bed. The news was on and so was Aol. Latest news was read. My eyes and ears could not believe what was before them.

This comes as no surprise. To anyone with any biblical knowledge, know the events that must unfold... whether or not they choose to believe. How close it was at hand was what really hit home. A few years? If that? Guns being found in elementary school? Our health being handed over on a platter? Being forced to vaccinate or lose your job?? On vaccines that are not even done with testing? Laws are being placed into effect without our knowledge and when we finally get the "memo" its too late. The list goes on and on. Perhaps this was Gods way of knocking on my heart and telling me to get ready. Prepare our hearts and continue building our foundation.

I was chatting with a non-homeschooling friend a few weeks ago and we were discussing whether certain people feel that every Christian should homeschool or not. I have always stood on the grounds of..."its a personal choice..." its a calling from God and should not be done without His leading. As the world rapidly shifts so has my thinking. Last night as I prayed and thanked God that Homeschoolers still have this freedom, I realized that perhaps we should not wait for God to call us to home school. Perhaps we need to seek Him on this subject. Maybe us moms need to step forth in faith... as us home schoolers know, faith is needed in heavy doses. See, the world has blocked so much of our way to Him. So much muck and grime has slipped into our paths of us Christians that we sometimes don't know a clear line of Christian vs. worldly doctrine.

I started letting fear fill me last night. 100 scenarios filled my heads, all pertaining to my precious children. For one of the first times in my life, I lifted my head and asked the Lord to rapture us real soon....

I opened my bible knowing the only one that can calm my fears and ease my anxiety is Him. I would love to write that God led me right to this amazing prophetic verse... but He did not. Instead I "stumbled" across the life of Paul... an all to familiar missionary. I skimmed thru his letters and read about his persecutions and imprisonments... all due to his faith.

"Oh Lord" I prayed..." Im way to weak to ever go thru what Paul went thru... just take us now and guarantee our place..."

It was a cowards prayer but a truthful one, after all, God already knows what im thinking anyway.

I got too tired to even hold the book and had the most restful slumber. I dreamed of shopping (seriously) and for all of you that know me, know, God could not have placed me in a more peaceful sleep than that!! =)

This morning I felt lighter. "Joy comes in the morning..." as promised. I still was not happy about our current situation but knew I would have to pray it thru.

As I was doing the dishes and discussing our day with the kids, I (not so happily) reminded Hannah that her bible verse MUST be memorized by the end of the week. I write a new one on the board every sunday night from her list of "Must learn" for Mpact. I pick them in no certain order.

I glanced over at the board again and there it was. My answer to prayer.... in my own handwriting from 4 days ago... Its from the "End-Times" unit. I read it and smiled. God is so Good.

The very verse I needed for the exact reasons of why I was fearful was on my board in big bold letters... It was as good as if God had hand written it himself. Click on the picture, maki it bigger and read for yourself. Isn't God amazing????