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Saturday - 6:33 a.m. If you get an opportunity, choose the love of your life. Be mindful of the most important ways a love needs to be. Remembering the stuff of life that makes life lovely and warm can be a challenge. But a beautiful, concerned, compassionate, and loving special friend will help you to recall the important details of life passing by. But what must this special friend possess to make them the love of one’s life? In choosing may I suggest someone gracious, kind and caring. Special friends that become the love of your life will be with you a long, long time. When I chose my love I went for the obvious attributes: beauty, brains, electricity, gorgeous hair, charismatic smile, adoring eyes. How splendid my love was at our first engagement, how utterly splendid she is now, at this very moment. She is a vision beyond, way beyond, my comprehension. But the one thing that I had not sought in a love, but for which I am now eternally grateful, is her magical voice with velvet-soft, sultry tones with which she pronounces words to compose sentences so lyrical I could almost faint in the listening. My love’s eyes sparkle as she speaks, alive with the gift she has been blessed with and I melt. It has been over forty-four years of listening to my love now, and funny it did not dawn on me until several months ago how blessed I have been to have a love whose voice is so absolutely perfect for my soul. She says she loves me. Her eyes say the words before her voice gives eternal beauty to the thought. I am struck once more with the vision of her, twenty years old in a formal dress, a glitzy restaurant, and a hand held out – “So, pleased to meet you.” Has it really been over forty years? My love’s voice sings the first song of my morning and the last song of my night and in between I enjoy the wonder of my love’s longings, joys, sorrows and glee, with a deepening admiration that inspires more and more love for the one I love. ~Kenword~ ♫~ Kenword~♫ (101@100513)_(101x2@030614)_(100x6@031820___ (YCM_@122313) |
Friday, March 13, 2020 8:20 a.m. I was standing at the kitchen window looking out on our patio as the dawn broke. The overcast sky, gray and dark, tried to hide the fact the sun was on the horizon, but at 7:28 a.m., just as a wise and just forecaster had predicted, I am, at 7:28 on Friday the 13th, looking out my window at the first light of day. How cunning of all my kitchen clocks to alert me to the fact that the forecasters were correct in their prediction. I am seldom at my coffee maker at this moment. Today it was important to notice the time of day and the weather that had crept in overnight. I would rather see the first rays of light, golden and bright, but today our view of life will be colored by the visit of some turbulence from the Pacific and the Canadian coasts. I have my coffee, sturdy and robust, with which a sip elevates my powers to be alert. I have been glancing over my scripture readings for the day and I am glad in my heart as my fingers ease into the work of praying and meditating on the Word of God. First of all to the law. The law was originally set for the people of Israel but they were not always able to adhere to the precepts given to them by God and Moses. Like most mankind, they were trained up to live by their own judgement and whatever seemed right to them they did. One day a lad decided to go out into the wilderness and gather sticks. Numbers 15:32 32 While the people of Israel were in the wilderness, they found a man gathering sticks on the Sabbath day. 33 And those who found him gathering sticks brought him to Moses and Aaron and to all the congregation. 34 They put him in custody, because it had not been made clear what should be done to him. 35 And the LORD said to Moses, “The man shall be put to death; all the congregation shall stone him with stones outside the camp.” 36 And all the congregation brought him outside the camp and stoned him to death with stones, as the LORD commanded Moses. It was suddenly clear on that day that though there would be sacrifices for sin in all of its various shades and colors, there were some sins that would not be tolerated. At the time not all the camp of Israel was made up of only Jews. There was among the Israelites those who were referred to as "sojourners." Moses made it clear to all the camp that the law applied to all of those who were with them, Jew and non-Jew. In the Courts of Heaven, one life taken to demonstrate the seriousness of the law was justice and deemed the supreme right of the Creator of all things. As I meditate on who God is, I know of little that is known by me that can even come close to what God knows. While the law was a new task master replacing the old task masters the Israelites bowed to in Egypt, the Maker of the Law knew all things about the outward appearance of both the keepers and the breakers of the law. Even more important to those who lived their lives for the sake of appearance, He knew the inner heart of everyone now coming under the power and authority of His law. While outwardly a sin may seem a small infraction by a court made by human law, God knows the heart. He knows those whose attitude towards the law and the High Courts of Heaven is rancid and infectious. Through Christ Jesus, the price for the sins of the world has been paid, both for the Jew and for the ones who in this life sojourn with them, which is in reality, everybody. Just as the one gathering sticks on the Sabbath disobeyed a commandment of the Lord, we all daily break the laws of God. Some lawlessness is dealt with immediately in the Courts of Heaven and the sojourners in this world of darkness and sin are shocked, alarmed and outraged. But all sin will be dealt with, either on this side of death or on the other. Only the saving belief in God the Son, Jesus, the Holy Lamb of God, can one be saved from the punishment of sin. He paid the price that can bring deliverance. Only pray to God and ask Him to save you as it is written in John 1:12 (12) But to all who did receive him, who believed in his name, he gave the right to become children of God, (13) who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. (14) And the Word became flesh and dwelt among us, and we have seen his glory, glory as of the only Son from the Father, full of grace and truth. My prayer in this meditation is that today would be the day of salvation for all of those who have been seeking the Lord. Trust in the Lord and be saved, our God says in His word. Revive us in our search for more of You O Lord. May those who have found a Savior in Christ Jesus, be heartened by the love that is our perpetual shield against the works of darkness. May the hope of salvation and all of God's promises He gives to those who believe in Him, be yours today. Amen. Psalm 18:25-28 With the merciful You (God Almighty) show Yourself merciful; with the blameless man You show Yourself blameless; 26 with the purified You show Yourself pure; and with the crooked You make Yourself seem tortuous. 27 For You save a humble people, but the haughty eyes you bring down. 28 For it is You who light my lamp; ~Kenword~ ♫~ Kenword~♫ (101@100513)_(101x2@030614)__________ (YCM_@122313) |
| Thursday March 12, 2020 Cruising out of Port Angeles on Highway 101 headed home. The giant motor beasts with 18 wheels pick up speed by the Wilder Auto Mall and Cinema Center. I’ve got a buddy’s truck in it rides smoother than a Cadillac. Don’t care for the radio stations since moving so close to the mountains, none of the music piped through commercial airwaves can match the majesty of the snow-capped Olympic Mountains. But the Rock ‘N Roll Hymns of the Sixties on my Ryobi construction blue-tooth boom box can and I crank up Mary Chapin Carpenter and Trisha Yearwood to the maximum. My view of the mountains out the passenger side window is enhanced by a bit of country jazz from the 1990’s. The preacher man has cleared space in the store room and there will be more use for that space than old chairs and thrashed iron shelving. I am glad to sing along, I’m glad to be headed home, and I’m glad that I have a moment to remember this ride. Will it be significant? Absolutely. There is a revival coming to the land and I want to get to my revival fire tools quickly and efficiently. The Bibles are piled high and the literature for holding a revival for 2nd, 3rd and 4th graders is ready to peel out. Psalm 17:8 Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings,... ~Kenword~ ♫~ Kenword~♫ (101@100513)_(101x2@030614)__________ (YCM_@122313) |
| Wednesday, 03.11.20 Today there is a ring of clouds around Sun Land and the darkness was breached in the northeast at 6:50 am. Sunrise will be at 7:32 am. “…in your presence is joy forevermore…” Going into Canaan the first time. “We came to the land to which you sent us. It flows with milk and honey, and this is its fruit…(a cluster of grapes so large it took a pole between two men, two out of the twelve sent into the land, to carry it. Caleb: “Let us go up at once and occupy it, for we are able to overcome it.” An online journal can be the citadel that is called sanctuary. It must stand against the powers of darkness that would try to overcome the light. The citadel is built of words and the words become the wall. Word walls build the unimpeachable citadel. The words may have life or death, but for the citadel, where the soul may find rest and comfort, the walls are made of pure light. Word walls are built with words of light. The words ascribe glory to the God and King of all things, Christ the Lord of Glory, ruler of heaven and earth. In Him there is great hope and an understanding of the mission to which all mankind is called – to work for the glory of God. The words are life when they are His words. Find one whom Jesus calls friend and you have found one who has built a citadel of their own. Darkness will never prevail where the walls of light shine. It is in His presence that I find my place. It is in His presence I discover my mission. Psalm 16:11 “…in Your presence is fullness of joy." I welcome this train of thought to enter my citadel and it fortifies the outer walls against hate, lust, fear, greed, avarice, malice and murder. No matter what I may say today, my citadel, built on the holy Word of God, is filled with the joy of the Lord. It is He who is my shield and there is no sorrow or pain that will not turn to joy in His presence. To my friends, should you wish prayer for the challenges you are facing right now, please let me know. Even if I am not on WDC, I will receive the notification on several devices and will agree with you in prayer. Sometimes just writing out our need invokes the notice of our Heavenly Father. Because He knows our heart He already has the solution. To His Honor and Glory. Amen. ~Kenword~ ♫~ Kenword~♫ (101@100513)_(101x2@030614)__________ (YCM_@122313) |
| Like A Rock - Good Morning Tuesday - March 10,2020 I am able to write this morning because of the peace God infused into my heart and soul. It happened yesterday as I pondered His Word and His Work in my life. I had been holding back because of a huge assignment. I had to write a training that would inspire youth, 15 - 83 to work with the children in our area. I completed the assignment and then delivered the words to a classroom of 16 students. We came to know, by the deepest of love poured down from heaven above, that our children need to be shown the love of God with tender admonishments and soft looks of compassion that they may receive the grace to ascend above the challenges of this life and corrupt forces that daily try to enslave them. As we closed our time together, our class increased their commitment to prepare for the work of training our children in the way they should go and grow. So in this moment of reflection, as I sometimes do, I rise up boldly and proclaim there is yet one way into the Kingdom of God. There is no other way but by "The Rock Of Our Salvation". And while Bob Seeger may have intended something different from his song, today I do lift my eyes towards heaven and sing: "And sometimes late at night When I'm bathed in the firelight The moon comes callin' a ghostly white And I recall I recall Like a rock, standin' arrow straight Like a rock, chargin' from the gate Like a rock, carryin' the weight Like a rock ♫~ Kenword~♫ (101@100513)_(101x2@030614)__________ (YCM_@122313) |
I struggle a bit with the assignment. Write a teacher training. Something is pulling me back away from the words I want to say. Outside my office the wind picks up and gray clouds move in rapidly. There was a forecast of rain yesterday, but not today. How fast the outside sky matches my own internal ire. I want to say something new to the class. They should not be impressed with me but rather inspired to think of what they do every day in a way that gives it a lot more import. No wonder I filled with ire. Irritations are not new to me. I have walked away from lesser assignments. I was too casual about them. I write casually. Should I? I know what is burning bright inside my insides and not even George Elliot’s great insight into human psychology could push through the walls I have put up. I lift my hands to jam the sky higher above me and roll the next problem to the front of my thoughts: A Classroom Schedule Is a Fire to Burn Burn Burn – it is a covenant with lesser life forces who will in turn rule the world but not before he has blown up a hundred of my balloons or she has lost her mind in the songs designed to thump along like most preteen mysteries. “It is how it makes me feel.” “Her voice is sketchy.” “Her voice is surreal”, “It’s how it makes me feel.” But I light something in you my child and all you are worth is never put out, though all of the forces of darkness will try. Burn my words and my words will burn, but you will take something away from our time together that you have earned. ~Kenword~ ♫~ Kenword~♫ (101@100513)_(101x2@030614)__________ (YCM_@122313) |
Thursday - 8:22 a.m. I hear the first stirrings of my love in the kitchen. I will soon listen to her cheery words of the day, marveling how sweet her voice sounds as we discuss the chill (30° at 7 am and frost on everything) and the night she had. Sleep sometimes eludes my lovely one's most valiant efforts. She had one of those nights last night. A night on the sofa watching TV until well after midnight will slow her interaction with the world for a while. But she is committed to complete some work with me this morning. So, coffee first, acknowledgement of the sunny day ahead for us and some easy chatter is the way we will go. I look forward to hearing her voice. Of late it has become significant that we have moved from a huge city, now filled with many infected people, to a very small village on the Olympic Peninsula. On our path today is a walk on the beach where the air has never been breathed before and the sounds of the water, the gulls and the wind will be cheering our sand filled endeavors. We will have some quiet after that and meditate on how gracious our God has been to us. Even here, hundreds of miles away from a worldwide epidemic, I'm sure we would not feel safe, if not for the loving security we sense in the arms of our Father God. God's Word for us today is from the book of Colossians chapter 3 verse 12: 12 Put on then, as God's chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience,... There is hope for me in this day that I may do as this verse says – Put on the compassionate heart, kindness, humility, meekness and patience. I need not stay in any state of mind that is contrary to God’s love and peace. I can put on something godly and fine. Whatever happens around me there is an assurance that all will be well for those whose trust is in the Lord. As I spoke these words to our bit-of-a-covenant group today, some online, some on the telephone, we were reminded that fear and worry is the opposite of putting on something more godly, like compassionate hearts, kindness and humility. My love's eyes spoke to mine in agreement as her voice took up the prayer of faith, for our teachers, our leaders and our community. How precious to have this love in my life; how especially comforting now in the midst of the first signs of the Awakening of Christ's church whose sole purpose in life is the work of taking God's promises of life to a dying world. ~Kenword~ ♫~ Kenword~♫ (101@100513)_(101x2@030614)_(100x6@031820)____ (YCM_@122313) |
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