We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey. – Kenji Miyazawa

Another anniversary of the worst terrorist attack on American soil is here. I’m no more eloquent this year than I’ve been in years past. I know that whatever needs to be done to rid the country of this threat, we are assured that God will protect us in the fight.

Weave in faith and God will find the thread. – Author Unknown

When I heard that Israel’s God protected them when they were under attack, it gave me courage. The enemy saw God protecting Israel – and that gave me a great deal of hope. I pray that God will protect us supernaturally in the same way.

God takes care of His own and that’s all I need to know.

I’ve read that the US is being overly cautious for the anniversary of 9/11 with heightened security precautions against a possible strike from ISIS and other terrorist organizations.

Britain has actually risen their threat level to a 2, but the United States has not taken such measures. Tensions are running high according to officials because of “alarming intelligence” in recent months about attempts by affiliates of al Qaeda to launch attacks against the U.S.

I pray for this country on this day. I pray we are never subjected to such terror again.

The live webcast of the September 11, 2001 anniversary ceremony begins at 8:39 a.m. Observance of the 13th anniversary is on the 9/11 Memorial plaza. Family members of victims of the 2001 and 1993 attacks have been invited to read names. The first moment of silence is at 8:46 a.m., marking the time Flight 11 struck the North Tower.

Let’s always remember that the Name of the Lord is a strong Tower that the righteous run into and are saved! Amen. Thank you, Lucinda Berry Hill, for reminding us of that fact!


This is a day that everyone knows where they were and what they were doing when they heard the news. I was working for a health insurance company. I walked in with a cup of coffee, sat down, turned on the radio and could not believe what I was hearing. Later when I got home from work, I turned on the TV and was completely numb as I watched in horror. I kept thinking, “Not in America – not here! We’ve never known war on American soil in my lifetime.” I pray our country never knows war. :-/



I want to add my small voice to the millions who are in shock and mourning the loss of Robin Williams. He brought laughter and joy to so many, including me.

He didn’t know me, but I felt as though I knew him. After all, I never missed an episode of “Mork & Mindy”.

It seemed as though Mork from Ork was the kind of alien you could just walk up to and hug like a great big teddy bear!

His career was fantastic and he surprised me when he began playing more dramatic roles. I was blown away by “What Dreams May Come”.

You know, the “expert” bloggers tell us that a blog post that is less than 300 words is not much of a post. I beg to disagree with that assessment. Sometimes a subject needs to be talked about less and felt more. This is one of those times.

I’ve enjoyed watching the many tributes on facebook. There will be more posted as time passes. My thoughts and prayers are with the family.

I will miss my friend. I know you will too. ❤



One year ago today 27 tragedies happened in Sandy Hook. Yesterday another occurred in Colorado. This was just 8 miles from Columbine, another place of tragedy. There are so many more that you don’t hear about. There’s sickness, there’s sadness, there’s fear, there is anger, but thank you God, there is Peace in Jesus!
– Lucinda Berry Hill, author of “Coffee with Jesus”

I am a writer, yet today I can’t get my thoughts together about this most sad day. I cry for the families and I cry for the most recent victim in Colorado. I just this moment saw a post on facebook requesting continued prayer, as she is not doing well.

There are times when mere words fail.  This is one of those times.

I believe in God and that He has a plan. The difficulty is in wrapping my brain around the fact that tragedy could be a part of that master plan. I’m not questioning God – not at all. It’s just too much and it happens too often! I don’t understand the desire to kill anyway, but I truly do not and never will understand a young kid wanting to kill. Where did we go wrong?

This is not a day I wish to preach to anyone or point fingers or find a scapegoat or play the blame game. I would ask you to consider something though. Consider the “quality” of thought that kids cultivate today. There’s a term I’ve heard time and again – “garbage in, garbage out”. In other words, a person’s brain is like a garden and what type of fertilizer you use will either make a positive impact and you will have a wonderful, healthy garden – or you can put some cheap, substandard stuff on your garden, or maybe nothing at all. What kind of garden do you think you will end up with?

We have sought scapegoats for mass shootings.  In minority cultures, racial groups, and now the mentally ill.  When we are ready to accept that the demon is within us all, we can begin to treat the cycle of anger and suffering.  – Laura L. Hayes, P.hD, psychologist

Just some random thoughts on this day. This very sad day. 😦




Gideon said to God, “If You will save Israel by my hand as You have promised – look, I will place a wool fleece on the threshing floor. If there is dew only on the fleece and all the ground is dry, then I will know that you will save Israel by my hand, as You said.” – Judges 6:36-37


My parents were great people. Our family was law-abiding and church going. One day in the early 1980’s that all changed. There was a very evil split in our church and my parents decided to never darken the doors of another church. I was grown and out of the house by then, but the trauma was real nonetheless.

No one knows better than I that it’s not necessary to have your name on a church roll to have your name in the Lamb’s Book of Life. My parents had not attended church for several years when my dad got sick. When he died on November 3, 1988, I had some questions about where he was spending eternity. Of course I wanted to believe he was in heaven. I suppose I should have accepted on faith that he was there.

We received the call that my daddy had passed at 3:00am (those 3am calls are never good news!) When we got home from the hospital, I decided to stay overnight with my mama so she would not have to be alone. When mama finally got to sleep, I began to earnestly cry out to God. I let Him know – my faith was not enough – I needed a sign from Him.

The next morning I went to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee for us. As I turned to look at the anniversary clock I gave my folks for their 40th wedding anniversary, I noticed it had stopped running. That clock ran well for nearly ten years and I thought it was odd that it should stop now. I think my real thought was, “Oh great!”

I still get chills when I think about it. I looked at the time on the clock. It stopped at 3:00am.

I know many scholars think that throwing down a fleece is a complete lack of faith. I know better. Throwing down a fleece to gain reassurance from God is not the same as throwing it down to discern the Will of God, as Gideon did. I know that God knows what I need and when I need it. He knew my faith was weak at that time. He knew I needed a sign to reassure me that my daddy was safe with Him. I’m not the type of person who just goes around asking God for signs all the time. I know that we walk by faith and not by sight. But God knew I needed to know. I’ve never questioned since that day that my daddy is in heaven. Thank You, LORD! ❤