Mathematical God

math struggle

On my drive to school this morning, I started thinking about  math. Two of my students struggle with math, and I remember it became a real struggle for me in my sophomore year of high school when I was taking Algebra 2. I have found that when I have a task that I don’t particularly enjoy doing(math, housework,etc.)it becomes a little more bearable if I can put God in the middle of it, try to make it fun or do both.

So this line of thinking gave birth to a poem just for fun about God and math. If you are among the percentage of those that are not fond of arithmetic, but you love God and want to go to heaven, this might be for you. 🙂

 

God will add His blessing

when those things we take away

which would cause our feet to stumble

and our hearts to go astray.

 

He multiplies our joys

as our testimony we share.

He always divides our sorrows

when others, our burdens help bear.

 

I’m not sure why I’m writing these words.

Just why have I gone down this path?

English is the subject I love.

I’m not all that fond of math.

 

I know when to Heaven I go,

if by Rapture or my time to die,

many wondrous things I shall behold,

but there will not be Pi in the sky!

3/8/18

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Feeling Homesick

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I’m feeling homesick for a place I’ve never been before.

As this world gets darker, I long to go there more.

It’s an eternal city of which I’ve heard spoken

where fellowship with God will be unbroken.

 

These sentiments of yearning I cannot ignore.

I’m feeling homesick for a place I’ve never been before.

I strive to walk with God sure and steady

so I, for that great day will be ready.

 

My eyes haven’t seen. My ears haven’t heard,

but I’ve read about it in God’s holy Word.

I’m feeling homesick for a place I’ve never been before.

To go there is what I am living for.

 

This world, for me does not bring satisfaction.

The things that it offers have lost their attraction.

Infinity beckons to me evermore.

I’m feeling homesick for a place I’ve never been before.

 

9/15/17

Wake Up Calls

Blood pressure measuring studio shot

The date was May 30, 2017. I was sitting in the waiting area of the doctor’s office before being called in for my appointment. I had what was most likely an infection in my body and would probably need an antibiotic. Going to the doctor always makes me a little nervous, so I had prayed that Jessica would be there. She is one of my doctor’s assistants and a genuinely caring person that has the type of positive, happy go lucky, friendly attitude that helps put people at ease. After a few minutes the door opened, and Jessica was there calling my name. She had me step onto the scale, and I inwardly cringed when I saw my weight. We happily chatted as we went into the examination room. It is a routine procedure to have your blood pressure checked at doctor’s visits, so I didn’t think anything of it when she put the cuff around my arm and began the procedure. I was watching Jessica performing her duty when I noticed the calm expression on her face turn to a look of concern. Then she mentioned that my blood pressure was kind of high. 178/108 to be exact.

I was not expecting this, and to be honest, it scared the liver out of me. I am unaware of anybody in my family with a history of high blood pressure, although my dad could have had it. He died of a massive heart attack at 56. My doctor did gave me an antibiotic, gave me some information on diet recommendations(lowering sodium intake mostly)and wanted to see me the next day for another blood pressure check.

I left the doctor’s office that day feeling like I had received a wake up call. How long had I had high blood pressure and was not even aware of it? I could have had a heart attack or stroke and died. I decided right then that I was going to change my diet and try to do what I could to get my blood pressure back to normal. My blood pressure was a little lower the following day but still well above normal. My doctor decided to treat the infection first, and then we would focus on the blood pressure. In the meantime, I was praying and doing what I could do diet wise to try to avoid going on blood pressure medication. After another week, I returned for a follow up visit with blood pressure that was still high. My doctor decided to put me on a low dose of blood pressure medication. To make a long story short, my blood pressure is pretty much back in normal range. My doctor decreased my medication dose, and I am praying and believing when I go back for a physical next month that I will get off the medication entirely.

As I was thinking of this whole scenario I saw how this could apply to a person spiritually. Sometimes God will allow things to happen in the life of a sinner or someone who has fallen away from Him to get their attention, so that they will turn to Him. Years ago there was a young man named Clint that came and visited one of our services. I found out later that he had been raised in church but had fallen away from God as a teenager. A few days before coming to our church, he had been involved in a horrible motorcycle accident, which had left him with a broken leg and a lot of bruises. Clint came several times to church, and I remember a time when after a service a group of us were standing around conversing, with Clint among us. He mentioned that he felt like his accident was a wake up call from God. He could have been killed, but God spared his life. He also stated that once his leg was healed up he would be shouting and running the aisles with the rest of us.

Unfortunately, we never saw that day come. I’m not sure what happened, but he did not continue coming to church. Is it possible that the fear he had when he first had his wreck wore off? As his physical condition improved did he let the cares of life, responsibilities or pleasures that this world offers hinder him from continuing to walk with God and serve Him?  I have seen many come to church that have had a near death experience or some kind of crisis in their life that caused them to realize that they need God. This is really the mercy of God reaching for a soul, and the Bible speaks about this in Psalm 107.

Psalm 107:8-15  Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!
For he satisfieth the longing soul, and filleth the hungry soul with goodness.
Such as sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and iron;
Because they rebelled against the words of God, and contemned the counsel of the most High:
Therefore he brought down their heart with labour; they fell down, and there was none to help.
  Then they cried unto the LORD in their trouble, and he saved them out of their distresses.
He brought them out of darkness and the shadow of death, and brake their bands in sunder.
Oh that men would praise the LORD for his goodness, and for his wonderful works to the children of men!

 

It is truly a tragic thing though when the crisis is past, God has come through and helped the individual, to see the fear they had seemingly wear off and they walk out on God and return to the way they were living before. Perhaps there is someone reading this who has had a spiritual wake up call. God has allowed a crisis to happen in your life to help you realize your need of Him. I want to encourage you to seek God in true repentance. Let that fear that brought you to Him cause you to turn to Him with all your heart and not just to seek Him for a temporary fix. He wants to do so much more than that. Let Him work in your life and change you so that you will be ready to go to heaven. He wants to see you saved through all eternity!

 

 

 

 

My Final Cry

I cry when I am happy.

I cry when I’m in pain.

I cry when I’ve lost a loved one

over and over again.

 

I’ve cried at many a wedding.

I cried when I first gave birth.

At times in depths of despair,

I have cried for all I was worth.

 

I’ve cried tears of joy in God’s presence.

I’ve cried when I’ve felt so inspired.

I have tears for ‘most every occasion.

I think it’s the way that I’m wired.

 

I’ve cried during times of exhaustion.

I’ve cried when I felt faint and weak.

With tears I am very familiar.

It’s much like a language I speak.

 

It’s hard for me to imagine.

There will come a time one day.

There will be no more need for crying.

For God will wipe all tears away.

 

But before He erases all sorrow,

when I reach that heavenly place,

I hope He’ll allow tears of wonder

when at last I behold His face!

 

5/14/17

Rev 21:1-4 ” And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea.
And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.
And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.
And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.”  

Where I’m Going, Where He’s Going

Every once in a while, I like to remind the devil where he’s going and to remind myself where I’m going. Thus, the following poem and Scriptures.

 

He thought he won a victory

When Jesus died upon that tree

Satan knew not, he was done in

Through Calvary’s triumph over sin, that set us free.

 

Though he still works yet to deceive

The hearts of them that would receive

His days numbered, yes, this we know

The Holy Bible tells us so, we do believe.

 

Signs of the times, they do report

The devil’s time on earth is short

And though he seeks to work his will

God shall bring all to a stand still, foul plans to thwart.

 

And so the darkness cannot last

Lucifer, in the fire cast

The truth shall reign forevermore

At last we will reach Heaven’s shore, trials all passed.

 

10/4/16

This type of poem is called a Florette. To see how to write one, click this link, http://www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/florette.html

 

1Corinthians 1:18  For the preaching of the cross is to them that perish foolishness; but unto us which are saved it is the power of God.

 

 

Ezekiel 28:17  Thine heart was lifted up because of thy beauty, thou hast corrupted thy wisdom by reason of thy brightness: I will cast thee to the ground, I will lay thee before kings, that they may behold thee.

 

Revelation 12:12  Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time.

 

Revelation 20:10  And the devil that deceived them was cast into the lake of fire and brimstone, where the beast and the false prophet are, and shall be tormented day and night for ever and ever.

 

1Thessalonians 4:16-18  For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first:

Then we which are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds, to meet the Lord in the air: and so shall we ever be with the Lord.

Wherefore comfort one another with these words.

 

Revelation 21:4  And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Gift I Haven’t Received Yet


It has been over 5 years since my oldest brother Tom passed away. About a year after his passing, my elder sister announced to the family that she wanted to start a new Christmas tradition. She had had his Bible for a whole year. This was the Bible that our former pastor, Derrald Hilderbrand, had given to Tom as a gift before he left to attend Apostolic Bible Institute. I went to the same college at the same time as Tom and also received a Bible from our pastor, which I still have. 

Anyhow, my sister thought it would be a nice idea to have a different family member receive Tom’s Bible as a Christmas gift for a year, and then pass it on to a different family member the following Christmas. Last year my daughter had the Bible, and she decided she was going to pass it on to her cousin Nick in Wisconsin. Since I don’t know when it will be my turn to receive it, and we live in the same house, I asked her if I could look through it before she sent it off. I couldn’t resist taking a few pics.


This Bible is a KJV Cambridge Wide Margin-perfect for adding notes, which Tom did.


I really enjoyed perusing his Bible, looking at passages he had underlined and reading through some of his notes. I’m glad my brother was into the Word, and although I still miss him, I would not want him back on this earth. Now he is with the Word, and one day, whether by way of the Lord’s coming or the grave, I look forward to seeing him again.

Precious?

To some it’s totally foreign

Or maybe a little bit odd

That the death of one of his saints

Is precious to our God.

 

In the death of an unrighteousness man

God does not find joy or delight

But the passing of one of His children

Is so precious in His sight.

 

How could something sorrowful

That causes our heart to pain

In the eyes of our heavenly Father

Be a blessing, a thing of great gain?

 

Perhaps because His ways are higher

And His thoughts are not our own

He sees the bigger picture

Which to us, oftentimes, is unknown.

 

This cursed earth was not meant to be

Our final resting place

We must depart from here

To see Him face to face.

 

For the child of God, death’s a doorway

To leave this old, sinful world

Trials and tests will be over

satan’s darts at us, no longer hurled.

 

And we cannot choose the time

Or the manner in which we will go

To that place where there’s no more pain

And the clear, crystal river does flow.

 

To be absent in the body

Is to be present with the Lord

In that place where sin never enters

And forever, He will be adored.

 

And though we do miss our loved ones

And experience grief and tears

We also know, they’re in the presence

Of the God who really cares.

 

Rejoicing on streets paved with gold

As before God, they shout, dance and sing

In His eyes, the grave is no victor

And death is not a sting!

 

12-7-16

 

Psalm 116:15  Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.

 

Ezekiel 33:11  Say unto them, As I live, saith the Lord GOD, I have no pleasure in the death of the wicked; but that the wicked turn from his way and live: turn ye, turn ye from your evil ways; for why will ye die, O house of Israel?

 

Isaiah 55:8,9  For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, saith the LORD.

For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways, and my thoughts than your thoughts.

 

Ecclesiastes 8:8  There is no man that hath power over the spirit to retain the spirit; neither hath he power in the day of death: and there is no discharge in that war; neither shall wickedness deliver those that are given to it.

 

Rev 21:1-4  And I saw a new heaven and a new earth: for the first heaven and the first earth were passed away; and there was no more sea.

And I John saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down from God out of heaven, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband.

And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.

 

2Corinthians 5:6  Therefore we are always confident, knowing that, whilst we are at home in the body, we are absent from the Lord:

 

1Corinthians 15:54,55  So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory.

O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?