Law Not Upheld for Lawman Tony Miano

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Babies are murdered there. Yes, they are still being murdered there. In Iowa City at a Planned Parenthood. Murdered babies. Every. day. That doesn’t sit well with former deputy sheriff Tony Miano. More importantly, it doesn’t sit well with God Almighty. This place is not a clinic. Although they may erroneously refer to it as such. It is not a healthcare facility in any sense. It is a place of demonic activity of the worst kind. Bloodshed. Unsightly, wicked brutality. And………….insanely…………..<<GULP!>>………….legal. Unfathomable, isn’t it? Tony certainly can’t fathom it. He tried to stop some of the bloodshed. He went to the abortuary. He preached. He pleaded. He read the Scripture. And he did it for this reason: so that the blood of precious babies would not be shed. Boys and girls created in the image of Almighty God. And he got arrested for it.

Tony also went to warn evildoers of the coming judgment. He told them of the only hope they have of forgiveness: the cross of Jesus Christ. Yes, Tony went to plead for the lives of the unborn. But he also went to bring the gospel to would-be murderers and those who have already murdered. Mothers. Fathers. And even those who are actually paid big money to extinguish the lives of little babies. Yes, people are paid big money to do that right now in the United States. For some ungodly reason, I hear them occasionally referred to as ‘doctors’. They are not doctors. They don’t heal. They kill. They need the gospel. Tony went to tell those who shed innocent blood that they could be forgiven by the innocent One whose blood was shed. Talk about a great exchange. It doesn’t get more extreme than that.

The Unjust Judge

People mangling babies wasn’t that big of a deal to Edward J. Leff. He knew baby murder was happening daily in his city. But this didn’t seem to cause him too much distress. But guess what was a big deal to him? Causing ‘distress’ to people who mangle babies. Yes, this atrocity was apparently too much for him to handle. The idea that premeditated baby murderers would be made uncomfortable was just not going to happen in his town. Not while he is judge anyway. For baby murderers to feel ashamed was, in the eyes of Magistrate Leff, the worst thing that could have happened at that Planned Parenthood in Iowa City back in May 2017.

The Iowa City Magistrate has banned Christian evangelist, and a dear brother in Christ, Tony Miano from preaching at any Planned Parenthood anywhere. That’s right, you read that correctly. Unjust. Judge. His thought process? You want babies to be saved, Mr. Miano? You want people to turn to Jesus Christ and be saved? Well then, you better find something more worthwhile to spend your time at. Cuz we ain’t having it here! Causing baby murderers to feel uncomfortable pushed this judge to render a totally asinine penalty.

Miscarriage of Justice

Judge Leff’s support for the evils of Planned Parenthood was obvious. All you need to do is listen to this audio from the trial. In fact, when rendering Miano’s sentence, he simply pointed out that women go into abortion clinics for healthcare reasons. Human decency, where have you gone? Healthcare? Are you serious? Leff’s hatred for the gospel was even more clear. It was like every time he opened his mouth he was heaping up more judgment on himself. Ironic for a judge, isn’t it? I really can’t describe just how horrible his arguments were during sentencing. They were so bad that, if the subject matter were not so serious, you could almost bust a gut laughing. The whole thing is a complete miscarriage of justice. Common sense, where are you? Consistency, where are you? That is my only commentary. Just listen to it. You’ll know what I mean. Even if you are not a Christian, listen to it. From the charges to the trial, to the verdict, to the sentencing. Total injustice. Here are Tony’s own thoughts. Judge Leff made it very clear what causes him distress.

The Gospel Won’t Be Stopped

You know what causes me distress? When a judge bans a brother in Christ from pleading for the lives of unborn children. The whole thing ought to make us sick to our stomach. But let’s just say that Leff’s attempt to throw down the gavel on the gospel will ultimately fail. God’s Word will never be thwarted by the evil decisions of men. Christians are never going to stop preaching the good news of Jesus Christ. This incident isn’t going to stop Tony, and it shouldn’t stop any of us either. In this recent episode of Apologia Radio, Tony made it clear what his prayer request was following this miscarriage of justice: to be bold in proclaiming the gospel, especially in the face of persecution. God’s Word always accomplishes the purpose it is sent for. (Isaiah 55:11) And most often this happens when it looks really bad for Christians. At least from a human standpoint. God receives the most glory when Christians are backed into a corner and cannot see a way out. So brothers and sisters, grab those tracts. Hit the streets. Knock on your neighbor’s door. Head out to an abortuary. Proclaim Jesus. Preach the cross always. Follow Tony’s example. Fear God alone. God. Not man. Hebrews 13:6 proclaims:

So we can confidently say, “The Lord is my helper; I will not fear; what can man do to me?”

That should be good enough for all of us. Stand up and be heard.

Call It Persecution

What happened to Tony is persecution. This is not a fact that Tony will ever make a stink about. He doesn’t want personal glory. That is who he is. And praise God for that! Believe me though, the ruling in this case is persecution. Too extreme you say? I beg to differ. According to dictionary.com, persecution is defined as:

program or campaign to exterminate, drive away, or subjugate people based on  their membership in a religious, ethnic, social, or racial group.

Judge Leff is trying to drive Tony away from Planned Parenthood. And by extension, he is trying to drive every other Christian from doing the same thing where they live. He wants to send a message. Try to save babies and you’ll be punished. You’ll be driven away. Plead for murderers to repent and believe the gospel and………you guessed it…………you’ll be driven away. Tyranny. Persecution. Unjust. Judge.

Let Us Pray

So let us pray for the Lawman. Let us pray for others who stand on the sidewalk at abortion mills. Pray that God would turn things around in this case. That true justice would ultimately prevail. Pray that Tony and other Christians could continue preaching the gospel at these killing places. Pray that God would cause the leaders of this country to legislate pro-life. Consistently. To hold their promises. Let us pray for judges to rule righteously. Whether that be at the county, state, or federal level. And don’t forget to pray for the Supreme Court. They need it. Do not neglect this valuable tool of prayer. If you think it is too far fetched for anything good to happen, remember the words of God:

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. (Ephesians 3:20)

Anger From Heaven

The ruling in this case is no laughing matter for issues of freedom of speech either. Or the free exercise of religion, supposedly protected by the First Amendment. It is no laughing matter for Miano and his family. It is certainly no laughing matter for babies in the womb. And above all, it is no laughing matter in heaven. Proverbs 6:16-19 could not be more clear:

These six things doth the Lord hate: yea, seven are an abomination unto him:

A proud look, a lying tongue, and hands that shed innocent blood, An heart that deviseth wicked imaginations, feet that be swift in running to mischief, A false witness that speaketh lies, and he that soweth discord among brethren.

The Bible never says, “Thou shalt not cause distress to murderers.” It says, “Thou shalt not murder.” What is this world coming to when our court systems punish those who call out evil for what it is? What is going on when speaking up to defend and protect precious little babies turns a judge against you? Scripture gives further warning to such people in Isaiah 5:20:

Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter!

Message For Judge Leff

Judge Leff, if you ever read this, it ought to be a scary thing for you to see yourself in Bible prophecy. In the above verse, Isaiah is pronouncing judgment on those who call evil good, and good evil. That was you in the courtroom on January 9th, 2018. You called an establishment that has murdered millions of babies………….good. You called them good. Maybe you didn’t use those exact words, but it doesn’t matter. Your decision against Tony spoke volumes. And your comment about it being a place of “healthcare” made my stomach turn……again. You sounded like Planned Parenthood when they adamantly claim that they are all about healthcare………..since only 3% of their business is abortion. You took their bait. But Life Dynamics president Mark Crutcher would have this to say to you:

This is like defending the Ku Klux Klan by claiming that lynching is only 3 percent of what they do.

Try letting that quote marinate for just a while. It ought to bring chills down your spine.

Preach It, Brother Tony!

Judge Leff, I know you heard the gospel in the courtroom on January 9th, 2018. I know that Tony’s voice is loud and clear. And I know his gospel presentation is rock solid. I heard it. And I was rejoicing inside like you wouldn’t believe. And I’m willing to bet that you never heard the gospel preached like that in the courtroom. And you probably never will again. But I am glad you got to hear it. It is a testimony of God’s grace that something like that could even happen in your courtroom. I don’t think you realize what a grand privilege and mercy God gave you that day back in early January.

And you know what, Tony would do it all over again. Just so you and everyone else there could hear the glorious gospel. Even if he had known ahead of time that you would find fault with him, he would still preach to you. Why? Because Tony knows that ultimately, and ironically for you, every lost person is on a suspended sentence. Unless they turn to Jesus Christ in repentance and faith, they are merely on a suspended sentence. And that sentence is eternity in hell. No appeal process. No lawyers. The title of “county judge” won’t matter when you’re standing before the Judge of the world.

Judge Leff, prosecutor Andrea Jensen, security worker Michael Bailey, and many others involved in this case: I have the same message for you as Tony does today. The very thing that you found so disdainful in the courtroom, the gospel, is the very thing you need to embrace. Christ died for baby murderers, liars, thieves, hypocrites, the sexually immoral, blasphemers, those who protect the evil and prosecute the good, and………..unjust judges. By God’s mercy, you all still have time. Trust in Jesus. Be forgiven. Your life is your trial. Christ is your only Advocate. Seek Him. The gavel has not come down on any of you just yet.

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If My Baby Were Alive On Her Sweet 16th

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                                                            Dear Ariana,

 

If only you were still here, we’d soon be celebrating your sweet 16th birthday,
I wonder what gift you would have liked? Would you have wanted a new car?
A safe, but new, car to show off? I know, it must be cute too. A gift to proudly display,
No gift would be too high a price. Not even new wheels; you are worth more by far.

You wore pink the day you were born, born still; the day we all planned for you to stay,
You wore pink. Would you like a pink car? I think you would. Please be careful out there,
I’ve decided to get it for you. But please…..drive safe. And before you leave, always pray,
Pray that God would guide and protect you; and always remember sweetie, I deeply care.

You know what I would do for your birthday party? I’d plan you the biggest surprise,
One that you would never see coming; 50 of your best friends and your favorite food,
Would you be embarrassed? Would you cry, Ariana? Would you have tears in your eyes?
I think you’d be shocked and embarrassed. But I know you; you would never be rude.

Your eyes are glued to the driveway; No cake now, right? But wait….. I baked you one,
And I baked you the biggest cake, with pink icing and a picture of your beautiful face,
Ok, enjoy your ride. But you better drive sensibly. Not too fast. Don’t have too much fun,
And no boys. Yes, I say to you, no boys. I will tell you when. Not now. Carry some mace.

Why can’t I plan your birthday, baby girl? Why is this? Sixteen is supposed to be sweet,
A special moment for you and me, when I should be annoying you about your curfew,
Would you have come home on time? I think you would’ve. Time for your birthday treat,
Can I still plan this? Can daddy imagine what it would’ve been like? If only it were true.

But you are ok. More than ok. You are happy beyond words. For you are with the Lord,
Sixteen is sweeter where you are anyway. Daddy can’t make you happy like you are now,
You are with Jesus in fullness of joy; in a place of bliss; a place you will never be bored,
Happy Sweet 16th! You didn’t think daddy would forget, did you? Oh, how could I? How?

No tears for you in heaven. But daddy misses you. Though I know the best is yet to come,
A really sweet day; a day sweeter than any sixteenth birthday party I could ever throw,
A day far greater than any birthday or celebration; oh to think of what we will become!
We will be resurrected. Christ comes! Your body won’t be still anymore. Don’t you know?

 

* My baby girl, Ariana, was born and died on February 20th, 2002. Her sweet 16th will be here soon.

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6 Regrets If You Had Only Minutes to Live

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Recently, I wrote about the now famous “false alarm missile incident” that took place in Hawaii on Saturday, January 18th. It will help you to read that article before you read this list.

Now it’s time to put some flesh to the whole thing. Let’s think specifics. Because remember, our lives can be extinguished at any moment. We are clueless about how it will all end for us. God has marked out our days before time even began.

The whole point of my previous article was this:

Dear Christian: What if you had been in Hawaii on January 13th, 2018? What if you had received that now infamous message about an incoming missile? What regrets would you have had?

For now, I came up with 6. Overwhelming? On our own……yes, absolutely. But with God, well you know………..ALL things are possible to the one who believes. (Mark 9:23)

With that Scripture in mind, let’s go………..

1) Do you have unresolved conflict with believers?

Have you done everything you can to reconcile with other Christians? Are you too prideful to make the first move? Are you constantly making the argument that they need to come to you first?

Therefore, if you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother or sister has something against you, leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and be reconciled to them; then come and offer your gift. (Matthew 5:23-24)

If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. (Romans 12:18)

2) Are you toying with pet sins, or at least one pet sin?

Are you doing everything you can to put it to death? Or are you making excuses to indulge in it? Don’t play with fire. Seek God for grace to put sin to death. When you fall, get back up again. Make your Christian life one of continual and consistent repentance.

 For if you live according to the flesh, you will die; but if by the Spirit you put to death the misdeeds of the body, you will live. (Romans 8:13)

We know that anyone born of God does not continue to sin; the One who was born of God keeps them safe, and the evil one cannot harm them. (1 John 5:18)

3) Do you refuse to be long suffering with an unsaved person? 

Have you sinned against them in your speech? Have you played the ‘silent treatment’ game with them? Do you move toward them, or away from them? Have they seen humility in your dealings with them? Do you refuse to follow the Golden Rule with them, simply because the Golden Rule is too inconvenient? Do they see Jesus at all in your life?

Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. (1 Corinthians 13:4-7)

In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven. (Matthew 5:16)

4) Are you regularly sharing the gospel?

Do you remember the last person you shared the gospel with? We all need help with this, don’t we? Remember, for all the mystery we have regarding heaven, there is one thing we know for certain about it. There will be no evangelism. Evangelism is an earthly command. Heaven will be full of God’s elect, redeemed people from every age. Make your words count now. Is there someone you regret not sharing the gospel with? Pray for an opportunity. Pray for God to use you. Pray for boldness. Then, go and speak the message of the cross to them. I am preaching this to myself before I preach it to you, dear reader.

Then Jesus came to them and said, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age. (Matthew 28:18-20)

5) Do you have a lazy, inconsistent, haphazard prayer life?

This is a failure to love God by not communing with Him often. And it is a failure to love others by not going to the throne often for them. Again, help us Lord. We are weak and need your grace.

Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. (Philippians 4:6)

6) Have your last words with anyone been harsh, rude, or simply unkind and unloving?

You would definitely remember this if you thought your life was ending soon. Take care of it now.

“In your anger do not sin”: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, and do not give the devil a foothold. (Ephesians 4:26-27)

How are you doing with this list? How will you improve? What steps will you take, and when will you take them?

How about this for an annual New Year’s Resolution:

By the power of God’s Holy Spirit, work daily on eliminating possible future regrets.

This list only scratches the surface. I believe it is a good start though. But I need your help. There are way more than 6 regrets that Christians have to fight against. In the comments, please add any others you think Christians need to pay attention to. Thank you in advance! May God work mightily in all of you, so you will have fewer regrets when your time is quickly running out.

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If You Had Been in Hawaii on January 13th, 2018

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Imagine you lived in Hawaii, and you woke up to find the following text alert on your smart phone……….

BALLISTIC MISSILE THREAT INBOUND TO HAWAII. SEEK IMMEDIATE SHELTER. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.

I don’t know about you. But I imagine the words coming from my mouth would have been something like “%%$%&*$%#%!!!!” In other words, not printable for a Christian blog. But the dread of such a message was very real for hundreds of thousands of Hawaiians on Saturday, January 13th, 2018. A day no Hawaiian could ever, or will ever, forget. Thank God, it was a false alarm. But it was nearly 40 minutes before the terrified residents of Hawaii found out that the ‘threat’ wasn’t a real threat. That 40 minutes gave them plenty of time to think. It must’ve seemed like forever under the circumstances. I can only imagine what some of the racing thoughts would be for most people:

What do I do? Where do I go? Where exactly is it going to hit? Where’s my kids? Where’s my wife/husband? OH NO!! We don’t have a shelter!! HELP!! GOD, please help us!!

Fear. Panic. No…………more like unbridled terror…………hearts beating faster than they would in any of your worst nightmares…………….absolute, utter terror.

“I am going to die!!” was the theme of the day. A day that started like any other. And then, all of a sudden, in the blink of an eye, you find out that you may only have minutes to live. As the initial “fight or flight” panic winds down just a little, what would you think about? Whom would you think of? Would regrets begin to flood your mind? Would you really go from terror to regret? You might think such a response could never happen if your very life were at stake. You might think that the entire time would be focused on physical survival and nothing else whatsoever. Think again.

You would think about more than just your own, and everyone else’s, physical survival. Your relationship with God and how you have treated others would overwhelm you. Why? Because when you’re a Christian, eternal things matter more than anything. Obedience to God, your prayer life, unsaved friends and family members……….it all matters. And when your time is short, especially with only minutes to live, you won’t be able to stop thinking of eternal matters. If you doubt me, I suggest you read this sobering article by pastor Garrett Kell. In it, he recalls the harrowing account of a Christian woman named Dee, who was in Hawaii that fateful day. She received the ominous false alert. At the outset, her initial reaction was like a lot of people’s would be. Survival mode instinct kicked in. Then, because she is a believer, everything turned Christian from this point on. Instead of just thinking about physical survival, and what to do in a panic, it became ‘What important thing have I failed to do?’ or ‘What did God command me to do that I have willfully neglected?'”

Don’t get me wrong. It certainly matters what you do in survival mode. It matters whether you live or die. We have a God-given instinct to want to live. Your behavior matters when threatened with death. But ultimately, it’s in God’s hands whether you make it out alive. It’s in God’s hands whether a threat is real or a false alarm. But what matters even more is this: How did you live before the threat even happened? What was done for Christ? What was done in love? How much did you pray? Did you put your hand to the plow without looking back?

Remember our sister Dee in the above story. Something else came to her mind during the threat. She remembered that her son did not know Jesus. It scared her something fierce. He had resisted the gospel many times in the past. It wasn’t that she failed to try. It’s just that she knew one thing: if the Lord didn’t grant her son repentance before imminent nuclear fallout, then he would be forever under the wrath of Almighty God. I guarantee you that she will share the good news with him again very soon if she hasn’t already…….and again soon after that. No hesitation. No apologies. I believe that missile threats help to turn people into passionate evangelists.

You may be thinking, “Jamie, that missile crisis was a fluke. Ain’t gonna happen again! And even if it does, what are the odds it will happen in my unknown part of the world?!” Ok, maybe so. But what about this next hypothetical scenario? What if this were you? Could the scenario below be you tomorrow? Or the next day? Next week?

 

Here goes………..

 

Your eyes begin to open ever so slightly. “Sir, can you hear me?” asks the nurse as you look up in bewilderment. You don’t even know what happened. All you know is that you are in a hospital, lying down and in a lot of pain. You are conscious enough to hear the question. But you don’t have the strength to answer. The nurse stares at you softly with a mildly reassuring smile and says, “Sir, we are going to take good care of you.”

You are confused and disoriented. You muster up enough strength to ask one very important question………….“What happened?”  She replies, “You are having a heart attack and we need to perform surgery. The doctor is on his way.” Your wife and kids are crying profusely, not knowing what is going to happen. And just like that, you realize that this may be it. You might not be around much longer. Technically speaking, you are on your deathbed. You didn’t plan it. You had no idea it was coming. But here you are.

Christian, have you ever thought about your deathbed, if you even get one? What will it be like? What will you think about most?  What will you want to do over again? What will cause you to shed the most grievous tears? Whom will you think of? What will be a great source of regret? Have you thought about the terrifying emotions you might experience? The frustration of a bad choice made, or not made? The spiritual agony of not obeying God? The “what if” thoughts plaguing your mind something fierce? The agonizing prayers asking God to “just give you a few more weeks of time!!” That sinking feeling of “It’s too late to do anything now.”

What if you were to suffer a severe stroke and you had this gut-wrenching thought:

I want to do something now. I want to make things right with her. But I can’t speak. I can’t move my arm or my fingers. I can’t call her to tell her how much I love her. She may never know that I wanted to reconcile with her.

Sad. Pitiful. Devastating. Let’s pray to God that we take care of these things while we have time. Scripture tells us to “redeem the time.” Christians should pursue good with others, and make the most of the time God has given us. Obedience requires us to put things in order as best we can in the here and now. Fight against regrets now, so you don’t have to deal with them when it may be too late.

Whether or not you experience a missile threat, one thing is for certain: You will have regrets. I’m not saying that you can take care of every single one of them. I mean, we are sinners. There is only One who lived and died with zero regrets. His Name is Jesus Christ. But………..we can work through them while the Lord has given us time. Let us seek Him for the grace we need to pursue God and others with love. In the here and now.

The reality is that we are all on our deathbed every day we live…….so to speak. We are dying. Every moment that passes we are one step closer to the grave. So maybe we ought to consider every day a deathbed experience. In the famous work “The Resolutions of Jonathan Edwards”, Resolution #17 states:

Resolved, that I will live so as I shall wish I had done when I come to die.

In other words, we should start doing those things that matter now, not later. Don’t wait for your deathbed. You are already on it. In the Book of James, we read this:

Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. (James 4:14)

You don’t have to be lying on a hospital bed with a heart attack to begin attacking your regrets. By the grace of God, do what you can. Make your best effort. It won’t be perfect, of course. But you will not regret trying. I can assure you of that. Deathbed regrets are not those things we tried to make right and failed. They are the things we never even tried to fix. Nothing brings regrets to the surface more than serious threats to our lives.

There are things we all need to do now. Let us pray that God’s Spirit would bring us to the place of obedience. If you’re a Christian, you can take comfort in knowing that Jesus Christ has died for all those regretful things we have ever done, or failed to do. Praise His glorious Name!

In my next post, I write about 6 specific regrets we may have. Stay tuned!

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The 12 Days Of Facebook Christmas

 

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Cue the music!! Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun——-Dun

 

On the 12th day of Christmas, my Newsfeed gave to me……………


12 Offended Liberals
     (I disagreed with them.)


11 Political Tirades
  (I know, I know…… you still think Trump is unqualified.)

 

10 Mouth-Watering Chocolates   (You people are really cruel! I’ll pray for you.)


9
Selfies Way Too Close 
  (Now we know just how cute you think you are.)


8 Memes That Make No Sense
     (I’m old.)


7
 Unwanted Tags   
(Sorry, but I so do not want your Oakley Sunglasses.) 


6 Threads Composed of GIFs
  (Words. Whatever happened to “words”??)


F-I-V-E  A-n-n-o-y-i-n-g  End  Times  Debates

(What’s the point since we all know that Amillenialism is the correct view?)


4 Things We Need Not Know 
(But I will rest better knowing you just brushed your teeth, then walked your dog.)


3 Really Gross Pics
  (That spider bite on your calf is nasty! Really.)


2 Fake News Stories   
(Christians. Fact-check. Please.)


And a Baptism Thread That Goes On and On.
   (Like You’re going to think of something Calvin or Spurgeon Didn’t Say??!)

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Some of the Saddest Last Words Ever Spoken

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“So much wasted time.” According to his daughter Katie, these were the last words uttered by former teen heartthrob David Cassidy. He succumbed to liver failure on November 21st, 2017. The news of his passing, as well as every person who dies, reminds us all that we are only here for a short time, and then we vanish. I know that sounds awfully morbid and depressing. But it’s true. We experience it close to home and when we read the news. And Scripture affirms it. “Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow. What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes” (James 4:14).

Yet, most of us try to forget about this sobering truth. It’s like we push it aside purposefully and think death won’t happen to us for a long time. We live sometimes with reckless abandon when it comes to our Christian faith, not applying ourselves to the very Word of God. We always think we will have another day to make something right that we have previously wronged. Our mindset if often warped. We think things like……..

I’ll call her sometime and try to work things out. I’m just too angry right now at what happened.

Oh, you know what, it’s his fault. he needs to reach out to me first.

I’ll start praying more when the new year rolls around.

When I don’t have so much work to do, I’ll start spending more time with my wife.

I’ll stop looking at porn soon. I just need to get my fix for a little while longer.

Get the picture? We should not play such dangerous games with God. Time is running shorter every moment that passes. God can take us at any given moment.

Now, it would be really easy for us to point the finger at David Cassidy. His alcohol abuse and legal problems were well known. And while we can see clearly as to why such a lifestyle would be considered wasting time, we don’t often take the log out of our own eye first. Cassidy’s last words should not make us judge him harshly, but ought to break our hearts. And it ought to make us think more soberly about our own failures and sinful patterns. At least Cassidy had the humility to recognize that he had indeed “wasted much time.” He had the fame, the girls, the alcohol, and everything else that Hollywood excess is known for. But it took organ failure and being surrounded by loved ones on his death bed, to bring him to the place of agonizing regret.

At the end of one’s life, what does all that ill-gotten pleasure matter? What does it matter if you have wasted your time? What does it matter if you had numerous hit singles? What does it matter if the illicit sex felt good, or the drugs gave you a nice high? What does it all matter when you failed to love your family? And what does it matter if you constantly put other things before Jesus Christ? I am not sure what all was going through David Cassidy’s mind before his death. But his final words ought to bring us Christians to our knees and pray that we would stop wasting time. There is a line in the famous poem by British missionary C.T. Studd that goes like this: ‘Tis one life, it will soon be past, Only what’s done for Christ will last.’

There is something more frightening than being on our death bed. And that is being on our death bed with regrets related to disobedience and wasted time. Time that could have been spent in the Word of God, praying, putting our sins to death, loving our spouses, and sharing the gospel. And what about spending time with church family and reconciling broken relationships? All too frequently we put these things on the shelf, supposedly waiting for a “better” time to deal with it. We foolishly assume that we will have time to take care of important things later in life. But folks, this is not Christianity. God does not give us “Time Outs” in our walk with Christ. He gives us commands to obey, and He doesn’t negotiate the time frame on when we start obeying them. The time is now. “Look carefully then how you walk, not as unwise but as wise, making the best use of the time, because the days are evil” (Ephesians 5:15-16). So let us get busy doing things for Christ that will last. Let us get busy now, so that we don’t regret it later.

Our biggest problem is that we often resort to other more ‘comfortable’ things so we don’t have to deal with the hard stuff. We end up watching too much Netflix, commenting on too many posts, tweeting about anything and everything, and stressing over matters we cannot control. Do we really want to wait until we have just a few hours (or minutes) to live before we realize that we wasted so much time? Do we really want to wait until we have stage 4 cancer to become diligent about eternal matters? Do we really want to stay angry and frustrated about the past and things that we cannot change? Do we really want to grieve the Spirit and harbor anger toward a brother or sister in Christ? I think not.

Lying on a hospital bed, surrounded by family, David Cassidy wished he had done things differently. We all have choices to make everyday. We either destroy our lives, and others around us, by giving in to sin. Or, we redeem the time we have by living for God. I hope and pray that Cassidy’s last words would be a wake up call to Christians everywhere. I pray that we would stop wasting time, do the hard and obedient things, and store up rewards that are everlasting.

And for those of you who aren’t Christians, you need to look to the God-man Jesus Christ, who redeemed His time on earth by living perfectly in thought, word, and deed. He spent 6 hours hanging on a cross, bearing God’s wrath for sinners like you and me. And He didn’t waste a single second of time doing it. He died, and then He rose from the grave 3 days later. All of this was purposefully planned. I urge you to repent of your sins, and receive Christ by faith. Otherwise, you will just be wasting your time on earth, and storing up wrath for eternity. And God doesn’t waste time when He is inflicting His wrath on sinners in hell.

Our days are already marked out by God beforehand. Christians, don’t put off obedience to the commands of God. Do them now. None of us will be on our deathbed regretting that we shared the gospel with too many people, or that we agonized in prayer too often, or that we humbled ourselves and asked someone for forgiveness. No, what we will regret are the times we did not share the gospel, or that we spent fighting with other Christians, or that we held a grudge against our spouse. Instead, how about we do these things to redeem the time:

Put to death therefore what is earthly in you: sexual immorality, impurity, passion, evil desire, and covetousness, which is idolatry (Colossians 3:5).

And also “aspire to live quietly, and to mind your own affairs, and to work with your hands, as we instructed you, so that you may walk properly before outsiders and be dependent on no one” (1 Thessalonians 4:11-12).

And of course………..

Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age (Matthew 28:19).

Just a few weeks ago in a Florida hospital, the teen idol who once sang “Daydreamer” could only dream he had more time. Not just more time to exist, but more time to truly live…….with good and noble purposes. God gives us one reserve of time. And He desires that we use it for His glory. Let us repent of time wasted and begin redeeming it to glorify His Name.

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My First Blogger Recognition Award

 

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After blogging for about a year and a half now, and wondering if I am making any kind of impact for God’s Kingdom, God brought some much needed encouragement to me through another believer. About a week ago, I was nominated by Christina Savage (ChrisiEvie), who blogs at For Your Creative Soul. Her blog was started with the goal to “help encourage Christian Artists to stay committed to Christ in their artistic ministry.” I would encourage you to take a good look at her website, and be enriched by content centered on Jesus Christ. I am honored to be recognized by such a blogger. Thank you Christina!!

RULES

  • Thank the blogger who nominated you and provide a link to their blog.

  • Write a post to show your award.

  • Give a brief story of how your blog started blogging.

  • Give two pieces of advice to new bloggers.

  • Select 15 other bloggers you want to give this award to. Comment on each blog and let them know you have nominated them and provide the link to the post you created.

  • You can use the image above to post on your blog.

About My Blog

I started my blog back in May 2016, and originally I figured I’d be writing mainly poetry centered on the Person and work of Jesus Christ. I have been writing poetry for many years, but I have never blogged any of it until recently. I find poetry to be beautiful to read, and joyful (although sometimes agonizing) to write. And while poetry is where I have spilled quite a bit of ink, the blog has morphed into so much more for me. Lately I seem to write just as much prose as I do poetry.

Also, after I started blogging for a couple months, I realized that I needed to share about a painful experience from my past. And that experience was losing my baby girl, Ariana, to still birth. I didn’t realize when I started blogging just how much time I would spend writing about Ariana, and also trying to relate to others who have been through similar tragedies. After having been through the pain of losing a baby girl, my goal is to bring comfort and hope to others.

My ultimate desire in everything I write is to point people to the ultimate hope in the gospel of Jesus Christ. And any fruit that comes from my writing is all the Lord’s doing. If any of my articles have brought comfort to grieving parents, have caused anyone to look more intently to Jesus Christ, or to see current events with a Biblical worldview, then all praise and glory to God! He is the one who gives gifts to His people. Therefore, He is the only One deserving of praise for any benefit we are to others.

Advice for New Bloggers

If you are a new blogger, I have 2 pieces of advice for you.

1) Do not be in a hurry to click “Publish” after you write a blog.

Revise. Revise. And did I mention………………Revise! When you first start blogging, you get kind of excited about publishing your first article. Well, not kind of, you get really excited. But remember, your blog is like your baby! Ok, not quite, but in a weird metaphorical kind of way. Just go with that for now. The point is this: Make every article the best you can make it. Read it. Re-read it. And try to see where you can rephrase things to make it flow better. Or if something sounds too harsh when you re-read it, then change it to sound more loving. Don’t go crazy or anything. Just make it as good as you can without driving yourself crazy. And don’t try to over-polish it either. You want that “edge” to your writing. You want the emotion. You want the rawness. Use simple words when revising. Say things in the easiest way you can to get your point across.

2) Write to glorify Jesus Christ.

You don’t need to impress people. So don’t be afraid to poke fun at yourself. Your goal in writing should be to glorify God. And when you are writing to glorify God, you don’t worry about sharing your struggles and weaknesses. Remember, God’s strength is best seen in our weakness. So don’t write to impress anyone. Write to bring attention to the King of kings, Jesus Christ. And when you do that, you ultimately will do good to others. Because the best thing you can do for others when you write is to make much of Jesus! So as you write, always be thinking about how you can bring Christ to bear on whatever topic it is. Trust me, if you are writing and you can’t think about how to bring Christ into it, then please rethink why you are even blogging to begin with. Before you hit that “Publish” tab, make sure you have honored Jesus in your words.

My Nominees

This award does require me to nominate 15 other bloggers. I have provided the links below. They were all chosen due to the fact that they make much of Jesus Christ in their writing. Please take the time to visit their sites. I highly recommend all of them!

I wish you all the best as you seek to glorify Christ in your writing. Please feel free to contact me anytime so that we can be a source of encouragement to one another.

God bless you,    Jamie

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‘Twas a Calvinist Christmas

 

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‘Twas many nights before Christmas, before the foundation of the world,
No creatures were stirring; no men, no women, not even a boy or a girl.
Myriads of depraved people were chosen by God the Father with care,
So they would one day have hope, when Jesus Christ would soon be there.

God’s enemies would become His children, made alive from the dead,
While visions of a bloody cross danced in the Son of God’s head.
And with the Father in His choosing, and the Son in His redeeming,
The Spirit would one day apply that grand work, in all of its meaning.

But soon after time began, there arose such a clatter,
Man would boast in himself; to God this would matter.
Men exalting themselves since the beginning of time,
For us to boast before God is the chiefest of all crime.

Sovereign grace and mercy are precious doctrines from the Lord,
And though the teaching is often rejected, it ought to be adored.
Throughout history many have protested, believing man has some good,
But man doesn’t seek after God; he never would because he never could.

The One who dwells in the heavens, whose glory and presence is everywhere,
It is He who placed the moon in the sky, and suspends the clouds in the air.
One day the trumpet will sound when, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
No, not Santa’s sleigh or reindeer; it is the King of kings, the One we all should revere.

Glory and splendor surround Him, the Lamb who was once sacrificed,
His sovereign grace alone- this is the only reason we ever receive Christ.
Many were used by God to preach this great truth; yes indeed they came,
And though they weren’t perfect, God used them to go and proclaim His Name.

Now Calvin! Now Spurgeon! Now Sproul! Now James Montgomery Boice!
They all understood total depravity; that men are born hating God’s voice.
But from the bottom of the Andes Mountains to the top of the Great Wall,
God’s Spirit is granting eternal life, to men corrupted by Adam’s great fall.

As God sat on His throne and empowered His people with His grace,
Across sea and land the Christians went, many gone without a trace.
Men and women heard the command to go and preach the gospel to all,
So they dashed away, dashed away, and did not refuse the Lord’s call.

God says to preach the gospel, trust Him, never give up, and fight the good fight,
So persevere in love this Christmas season. And Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!

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The Prayers of a Devastated Church

 

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A wicked man enters the parking lot, while everyone is quiet and praying,

They are talking to God and don’t know a murderer is near; They don’t know he’s coming.

I wonder………………

Were they able to pray that the horror would stop, that God would end the evil man’s slaying?

I mean………babies and children were murdered………in a church! This is all too mind-numbing.

Do the families wonder and pray this way?

Dear Lord, why did You allow this evil to happen? Why allow so much devastation and pain?

Broken lives and shattered families with no answers; we just wanted to worship You, and sing Your praise.

You had the power, and we know You are good; but an evil man entered our church and went insane,

You did allow it, and we don’t know why; we cannot comprehend; we do not understand all of Your ways.

Christians, let this be our prayer……………

Dear Lord,

Please help Texas and all of us to pray, even when we are confused and don’t fully understand,

Because we know that You are holy and good; You are perfectly wise in all of your decrees,

Your ways exceed our comprehension; we cannot fathom the things allowed by Your hand,

That goes for a church massacre and a sparrow falling to earth; even the gentle autumn breeze.


So, it is ok to wonder, Sutherland Springs……….

It is ok to wonder where your protection was. It is really ok, God understands. You can ask why. You can weep and you can cry. God understands.

He is a faithful High Priest. He suffered. He was tempted. He wept. Yes, Jesus wept. He understands………completely.

Jesus died on a Roman cross. This was brought forth by God’s hand.

The gospel, yes the glorious gospel, is where we must stand.

I know, you still wonder…………..

God, where were You? Why didn’t You stop this evil?

You wonder…………….

If He had the power, why didn’t He use it?

I do not know the answer, but I do know this……….

And I do not have to wonder……….

That in the midst of all your pain and sorrow,

And in the midst of having to face all of your worst fears,

Jesus cares for you and will never leave you. And one day He will wipe away all of your tears.

May God comfort and strengthen all of you at First Baptist Church in Sutherland Springs. Our hearts go out to you all. We will be praying. God bless you.

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The Day I Didn’t Protect My Baby Girl

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Daddies protect their baby girls. This is what they do. But I couldn’t protect mine. Long before she was even born, I had a mental list of all the things I would try to protect her from. Cuts, scrapes, and bruises from falling off her bike when she was young, to drugs, bad boys, and illicit sex when she got older. Later on, I would have added to the list things like bullies and online predators. But, in a small hospital in Northeastern PA, all these plans to protect came crashing down. All these “would be” teachings never came to pass. There was one thing I needed to protect her from that I couldn’t. I couldn’t protect her from her own strength. From her own lifeline to her mommy…….of all things. That is what she needed protection from. I didn’t do what daddies are supposed to do.

Thinking back to the very moment when I found out she was dead, I can almost recapture the same disturbing emotion……..if I concentrate hard enough. I can still hear the swooshing noises of the ultrasound machine. The deafening silence of the technician. And, even worse, the deafening silence of no heartbeat on the monitor. But my heart was probably pulsating into my shirt. And then……there was the look of fear on everyone’s face, including mine. A nightmarish feeling throughout my whole body. I wanted the technician to say something…….anything. And at the same time, I wanted her to just keep quiet. I wanted to delay what I thought would become a nervous breakdown. I was really scared. Yes, daddies get scared when their baby girl doesn’t move. It means he may never see her alive…….ever again. It means she got hurt really bad. It means he didn’t protect her.

I kept thinking “Are they going to tell me I am never taking her home?!” “Is this for real?!” “Are you telling me that I didn’t protect my baby from harm?! And how can I possibly ever protect her again, if she doesn’t come home with me?!” All of a sudden, nothing else in your life means anything to you. Money, stuff, sports, sex……….. nothing else means anything to you. Someone could tell you that you just won 10 million dollars, and you would feel dead inside. You’d push that green garbage out of your way. No desire at all for it. Money can’t buy back your baby. It cannot work a miracle. All I wanted was to protect her. But I didn’t. Simple as that. And it doesn’t matter how true it is that there is nothing I could have done. That doesn’t alleviate the agony of the whole thing. The agony has nothing to do with fault or neglect, or lack thereof. The agony is simply the fact that I never protected her. And protection is what daddies do for their little girls. And when they don’t protect, regardless of the circumstances, they live with unspeakable heartache. Their role goes unfulfilled.

I will never forget the feeling. But yet, I could never begin to accurately describe what it felt like. To be a daddy and lose your baby girl to stillbirth is a shock to your system. You don’t just “get over it”. Ever. I couldn’t make the darkness go away. I had to continually bear up under the awful reality. The reality that my baby girl is not coming home with me. I first felt the sting of this shock 15 years ago when I lost my precious Ariana. Seeing my baby girl just lying there motionless, it felt like every organ was wailing on my insides. A groaning lament that only I could hear. It wrecks your emotions something terrible. It is like someone sticking a knife in your head and ripping away the joy center of your brain, but leaving everything else intact. Something of this anguish will always be inside of me. Unfulfilled love. Unfulfilled joy. Unfulfilled expectations. And………unfulfilled obligation. And that is the obligation of protection. I wanted her to look at me with those baby eyes. I wanted her to look at me with the God-given instinct that she was safe in the arms of daddy. “I’m sorry that daddy didn’t protect you baby!” is what I would love to say to her now.

As a man, I am supposed to be the protector. And it ought to be a joy to take on such a God-given role. That is how our God designed things to be. But I couldn’t protect her in the womb. I couldn’t stop her from kicking so hard that she looped the umbilical cord around her ankle. Good daddies can, and will, warn their little girls of many things. Not that they will always listen and obey of course, but you still have the opportunity to warn them. Bad things might happen, but you can still at least try to wake them up to reality. You can still do everything under your power to step in and protect them.

And even if you can’t anticipate every possible thing that could happen to your daughter, you can still teach them about safety and common sense. You can be proactive. In fact, you should be. You can teach them how to use guns or pepper spray. You can teach them self-defense. You can teach them about unnecessary risks that they need not ever be taking. You can teach them how a teenage boy’s mind functions. You can teach about modesty in their clothing choices. You can teach them to scream at the top of their lungs “RAPE!!!!” when they are in danger. I would be teaching her all these things. Why? Because daddies are protectors of their baby girl. Even when she is 50!

Through the years, daddies can say lots of things to protect their daughters. These are some of the ways I anticipated protecting my baby……..

“Baby, you are too little for a real bike. You need training wheels for a while. I am buying you the one with training wheels.”

“No, honey, you are not allowed go to that party. End of discussion.”

“Princess, you are staying home tonight. The roads are too slick to drive on.”

“Sweetie, that skirt is too short. Go upstairs and change. Now.”

“Ariana, no Facebook for you today. And I’m taking your phone away for a few days.”

“I don’t care what Tina’s parents are letting her do. You are not going camping when boys are there!”

“I will not allow you to date that boy. He doesn’t love Jesus.”

And my personal favorite (the one I would have said most often)…………

“Repent and believe the gospel!” (If she believes this, it will protect her from hell)

Good daddies can anticipate and plan for all these things, then act accordingly. And although we can’t make her always choose properly, we can tell her why certain pathways are in her best interest to take. But one thing a daddy doesn’t say is……

“Baby, don’t kick so hard in mommy’s tummy! Stop! You don’t know your own strength! You are going to die if you keep doing that!”

I couldn’t give my baby a speech about the proper and safe way to kick while she is still inside mommy’s tummy. She didn’t know any better. She just kept kicking like crazy. Her own strength and perseverance killed her. Her lifeline to her mother was the very instrument of her death. What a handful she would have been had she made it out of the womb safely! A handful I would gladly receive any day.

The question for me isn’t “Jamie, how could you have possibly known she was going to kick like that? And even if you did, how could you have stopped her?” That’s not the issue. I didn’t keep her from harm. That is the issue. Her blood flow was cut off. I didn’t fix it. I didn’t fulfill my God-given role of being a daddy. It isn’t about fault or blame. It is about reality. It doesn’t always mean disobedience toward your role. Sometimes it just means unrealized. “It didn’t happen for you like it does everyone else” kind of thing. In other words, life can really suck sometimes! Move on. Go forward. Right? No, it doesn’t work that way. They don’t have a pain vaccine for parents who lose babies. One day, if we are in Christ, every tear will be wiped from our eyes. But now, pain hurts. A lot.

Every daddy can relate to this God-given “protection” instinct, regardless of whether your little girl is dead or alive. When she gets hurt (either emotionally of physically), you feel that protection instinct take over. And you would take any blame for her 1000 times over if you could. If she got busted for underage drinking, you’d go to jail for her if you could (and then lecture her, and ground her….forever…… after she hopefully bails you out!) You’d take a bullet for her, without even thinking. Trust me, you would. You’d give your only lifeboat to her as you drown. There are thousands of aching daddies who have little girls with cancer. And they can’t stop it from spreading! Some of these girls will never ride a bike, graduate from high school, or walk down the aisle. And I can tell you one thing for sure. If these daddies had the opportunity to take that cancer out of her body and put it into his body………………done. In the twinkle of an eye……………done.

I remember how tight I held Ariana after her stillbirth. I held her like a protective daddy. I had my chance to protect her from harm. But she knew nothing. I remember her body was flimsy. It felt like a rag doll. It was my last chance to hold her though, so I held on as long as I could. They give you time to do this at the hospital. I am thankful for that. They gave me a chance to be a daddy. Daddies are protective of their baby girl. I wanted her attention so bad. I wanted her to look just once. I wanted her to know that nothing bad was going to happen to her now, because I was holding her. I was protecting her dead body from further harm. Sounds crazy, doesn’t it? But that is what daddies do. Even when their baby girl no longer has breath or a beating heart. Then they came in to take her away. Her next stop was the funeral home. Then the cemetery. I couldn’t protect her from being lowered into the ground either. Yes, I know she was dead. But they were still lowering my baby girl into the ground. Do you now see what I mean?

I wanted to teach her to ride a bike. Even more important, I wanted to protect her from falling off the bike and hurting herself. I wanted to show her how strong daddy was, and how much he loved his little girl. That he would never let her fall down and hurt herself. Maybe a little boy could deal with the bumps and bruises. But not my Ariana. I would have done everything I could to keep her from a skinned knee. Right now, I picture what her smile would look like when I catch her before her bike hits the ground. Oh how I can see the look in her eyes! I write that in the present tense because I am acting it out as vividly as I can. Then, I would tell her that Daddy would never let her crash to the ground. I would say, “Daddy loves you and doesn’t want you to ever get hurt. When you hurt, I hurt.” How else would she ever know that I was a loving protector, unless I really did protect her from something? How else would she know why I saved her from the pain, unless I explained my motives afterwards?

But Ariana did get hurt. She never saw any of my protection. And this was long before she ever got to ride a bike. I will never share that moment with her. I can hear her cute little voice shouting, “Daddy, you saved me!!” That has such an irresistible ring to it. And I would have saved her too………every time. No hitting the asphalt and “learning her lessons the hard way” for my little princess. No free range parenting on that one for me. But we never made it to the bicycle stage. I couldn’t save her on the day of her birth. Why? Because I am not her savior. All earthly fathers have limited capabilities. I simply could not help my baby. Where do I turn?

Conclusion

God Almighty is the only One who could have truly protected my baby from harm. But in His perfect and infinite wisdom, He chose not to. Sure, I have questions. But I trust Him. Yes, it is difficult. But I trust Him. No, my trust isn’t perfect. But He is perfect and I trust Him. He is the only all-sufficient Protector.

Psalm 20:1 says, “May the LORD answer you in the day of distress; may the name of the God of Jacob protect you.”

And in Isaiah 41:10 we read “Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

Ariana is now with her true Protector. Ultimately, I could never fulfill that role perfectly. But now she is with the One who never fails, not even for a moment. If I had been a Christian when she died, I would have certainly grieved. But I would have grieved very differently. There would have been a peace in the midst of the storm. A peace that comes from knowing that there is no event outside of God’s control, and that Ariana’s death did not catch Him off guard. And knowing that no harm can ever again come upon her, for God is her refuge and strength. And one day I will see Ariana under the mighty protection of Jesus Christ!

I do grieve that I can never play a part in her earthly protection. Daddies long to be fulfilled that way. But now, truly I can say, nothing bad will ever happen to her again. Ariana was released from my faulty and limited protection to God’s everlasting and perfect protection. She is far better off.

I had a vague notion of heaven around the time of my baby’s death, even though I myself was headed the other way. But I had no clear understanding of the character, power, and magnificence of God. But now that the Holy Spirit has taught me some amazing things through the Word of God, I have a certain expectation of great things to come. I will see the same King whom my baby now sees.

I will see my Savior. I will see my Lord. I will see my Protector. And all of my unfulfilled love, joy, and expectations will be eternally and infinitely fulfilled in Him!

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