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It’s Saturday. I got served an eviction notice. You see it appears that God didn’t come through. I’ll get a check in 13 days, but that check is spent finishing up something extremely important for my daughter. More important than a place to live, you ask? Yes.

You see she’s had a tough road. Some things happened because she made some bad decisions; however the decisions were made in light of a series of circumstances that crept into her life like a snake into a campsite. We all have those things happen.

Things happened to my money. In the course of two weeks, my only two cars were totaled–I wasn’t involved in either. Just a circumstance. My summer money was spent, and I borrowed a great sum and ended up repaying like I owed the mob. I began the next school year without signing up for 12-month pay, because I had a series of financial issues hitting. The next school year seemed to have one thing after another. One of the wrecks proved to be more expensive than just a totaled car. And here we are on this fine July day.

Here is the upside…last night my 20-year-old and I started a game. We pretended to be in a witness relocation program and had to leave. Actually it is about 1/3 correct…you see her former boyfriend who went to jail for abusing her knows where we live and we need to relocate. He has proven to be a constant thorn who appears like ants at a picnic. God said that He will handle him, and that is a future story.

Want to hear a God-thing…Three weeks ago, as I texted my mother when I’d write the word Blood (i.e. the Blood of Jesus), the name of my mom’s best friend would pop up instead. I called said friend’s daughter, and the day after my mom called the friend (she had changed phone numbers, and these gals are getting close to being centenarians), the friend’s daughter died. After that, my mom was texting me and the word “relocate” kept coming up instead of a word. Again…God uses everything. My daughter and I share a car, and we need two cars. We will be moving soon (and I have about 1/3 of the energy that a person my age normally has). but God is still on the throne.

I’ve found a new place in my relationship with Jesus…a place that is deeper than I’ve ever been in my 50+ years of being a Christian. And I’ve made changes: I’m on the 12-month plan now. And I’ve learned to pinch a penny beyond pinching. I’ve seen my daughter evolve in the last seven years from a very suicidal, hurt, angry girl into a defined woman with a plan. She also can stand up to all her non-Christian friends with a faith for Jesus.

I read many books since the first of the year. All of Robert Henderson’s books about the Courts of Heaven. My financial situation might be in a holding pattern, but my younger daughter is free! Seven years of severe depression, using things to cope, and being abused by anyone who wanted to violate a kind soul. This summer the veil has been lifted and eyes of her understanding have been open. This is worth more than a billion dollars. The books by Praying Medic have opened a new door to seeing in the Spirit that I’ve never been part of before, and from that my mom has picked up the pace and is in a spiritual place she hasn’t been in years. My older daughter has the most wonderful brood of chicks, and she has a wonderful career that allows her to help mothers. So life is good. AND if God can change the world in a day with these, then He will make a way in this financial desert I’m walking now….

One more thing. Jesus is the only thing that matters. He is all and in all. And we must walk each day listening and acting on his behalf. We must do things to encourage people. We must be His voice no matter where we are headed…even when we are headed to the end of a dream, or when the bank account is dry.

A month ago my youngest got a citation and I went to court with her. The officer had written the citation in error and the reason for the traffic stop (running a stop sign) never was ticketed. There were no fines, fees or anything. However, as I waited in the court room I sat next to a young man and the Lord had a word for him. This young man looked like he was heading down a dark path. The Lord had me to ask if he had a praying grandmother. When the young man laughed and said yes, I said: The Lord would have you know that you need to listen to, and do what she has said.

Maybe we went to court just to deliver that message to a young man who’ll be dead in the streets if his life doesn’t change. God operates in ALL things. I honestly wish I had about $10,000 right now…but at the end of this day I know God is orchestrating everything for my good.

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I started this summer knowing I would not have any money to live on. Due to a series of circumstances and a 10-month paycheck, I ended up with zero money. My mother could only help marginally. I have helped kids for years by providing a place to live and food to eat. This summer I was totally dependent on God. I will get my first check since June 2 in two weeks.

Each and every step God has moved. I’ve lost a couple of things, but overall I’ve really lost nothing. I could have used the $X,000 I would have made this summer but instead I’ve seen God move mightily.

When you are worried and put things in His hands, remember He might deliver at the last minute but He will deliver. Don’t give in to fear but press in and press forward. If you don’t have food–fast and pray.

OK…signing off…

I can’t believe it has been 2-1/2 years since I last wrote anything. I’m back and will be writing again soon.

Things have certainly changed for me and in the world since I last wrote.

I need to run…take care and see you soon.

I’ve read several reviews about Left Behind and they have been negative with cheap shots tossed at the quality, story line and disaster elements. Ironically several of these came from traditional Christian news outlets like Christianity Today. Last night I took my daughter and her boyfriend, whom we are trying to win to the Lord. Here is my question: what movie did the CT reviewer see?

First, I have to say that my husband is a stylist for television and movies. In our 30 years together I’ve learned to look for bad hair, continuity issues and, simply said, anything that I might find to critique, I would. Left Behind had very little to criticize.

The story was actually better told than the original book. It held to the basics, but has more impact. While the end landing was a bit over the edge, it was no different than any super hit like 21 Jump Street when the two heroes magically escape a shoot out. In reality they would be dead, and in reality the plane landing would have been different. In reality any part of any Hangover movie is just absurd, but entertaining in a perverted way.

The movie did not look low budget or any such nonsense. It was of good quality. Who complains about the grain of the film when we watch old Chaplin movies? And the group from Albany, Georgia who do the fantastic films like Courageous…who needs film quality when the message is quality. Just sayin’, dude reviewer, get a life.

Character development was good. The continuity of the script and editing are better than some big budget films. I was an extra in Steve Martin’s A Simple Twist of Fate where the editing crew must have had too Slurpees before they started. In Left Behind there were some issues such as the sunlight in NYC went on a little too long and it should have gotten dark quicker. These are minor.

The movie isn’t a Bible beater, but a subtle message of “you better get right with God.” The puzzle pieces of The Rapture came together in logical fashion just as they might in real life. Nothing too fantastic or magical.

Speaking of real life. On September 23 my youngest daughter had a very bad wreck. The day before her boyfriend was saying he didn’t believe in God. The morning of the wreck I texted both of them a message: you don’t know the day or the hour… . In the wreck my daughter suffered temporary, short term memory loss and a bad eye injury. Her boyfriend had a tiny cut, and he was on the side of the car where the most damage occurred. The car stopped a foot short of a log that would have impaled the car and killed them. And still he questions God.

The verse at the end of the movie was that we do not know the day nor the hour. And we don’t. There might not be a rapture, but certainly there might be an attack from an enemy outside the US. There’s Ebola. There’s unrest in the US. This is the season of tornadoes and hurricanes. And there are those car wrecks that can happen anytime, and without warning.

I took away from this movie the message that we can give excuses all day long, but at the end of the day we need “to recognize,” as my students used to say. We need to recognize that Jesus is Lord and one day we will have to give an accounting. We can pull every “but if God is so good” card and still we must give an accounting at the end of our journey. And what will you say? One of my favorite explanations is found in the old Carman video that can be found in YouTube. Check out Witches Invitation. And on that day you can either call on all your excuses or simply say: I’m saved by the Blood of Jesus and my name is written in the Lamb’s Book of Life.

I finished reading Jesus Is Better Than You Imagined and felt that I had been conversing with him. Each chapter is an experience from Merritt and(or) his friends. Each chapter gives you a time to touch the hem of His garment. It takes situations that could have happened to any of us, and allows us an opportunity to see Jesus in the middle. He’s the bridge over troubled waters. We say it, but less frequently do we allow ourselves to “go there.” In our fast-paced, McDonalds culture we want it all now.

Merritt marches to the beat of a different drummer….thank God! He’s faced his worst fears and now is an open book in his walk with Jesus. This might appear to be a bunch of Christianese on toast, but get yourself a cup of coffee and start on the first page. You won’t be disappointed.

I got saved/born again/embraced Christ when I was eight years old. Back in those days it was just about getting saved then being in the church. Nothing was extreme, except a few confessions here and there during a revival, and everything was a well-oiled 1960’s Christian machine. But the 60’s gave way to the 70’s, and life became different. We went from Mayberry to three tragic assassinations to Watergate to “what the hell happened?” And the white picket fence of our early years gave way to addictions, divorce, sickness, rebellion, and a strange wind of prosperity teaching in the church.

When your child leaves your home never to return…when your husband doesn’t love you anymore…when your mother doesn’t know you anymore…when your position at work is cut…where is Jesus? If you sit under the prosperity message, and all good things equals true faith then you’re dead. Or maybe you’re just believing the Christian version of Andrew Carnegie’s Social Darwinism. What happens when we find that we aren’t the fittest according to this message, then can we belong to Him when our walls are crumbling around us? Have we not had enough faith?

My walls began crumbling about four years ago. A very serious situation that trumped all the other situations drove into my house and planned to take up residency. Now it’s gone, but sometimes after a fire everything smells like smoke…and I’m still getting that smell out of my house. But, for me the good news was that I grabbed hold of Jesus and would not let go, and my life has changed for the better. I’ve changed…yes!…but you can’t help but change once you walk through the fire. And I think that is what I got from Merritt’s book.

Merritt’s book is a simple truth for anyone, but more specifically anyone who has felt that Jesus is distant. Give yourself a great Easter gift! Buy Jesus Is More Than You Imagined.

Follow Jonathan Merritt on Twitter @jonathanmerritt and look for the hashtag #jesusisbetter.

I don’t know Randall Arthur in the flesh, but I believe I know his heart inside and out because of his books, especially the newest called Forgotten Road. I want to introduce you to a man who has the heart of God in his pen.

We all have our approach to the gospel. I’m from a Charismatic background, but I applaud my Church of Christ and Catholic relatives and their faith. When it comes down to our connection to God it’s the work of the Cross. It’s all about grace. Grace separates us from all other religions. We are forgiven because we trusted Jesus and believed He is the only son of God who died for our sins.

It wasn’t Jesus who started all the rules: long hair, short hair, no makeup, freedom to wear makeup, no dancing, no movies, G-movies only, etc. I can speak with authority on this because at one time I was a rigid conservative.

Enter Jason Faircloth.

I came across the book Wisdom Hunter in the early 1990’s. I was already writing my book, and felt a kindred writing spirit (which Mr. Arthur knows nothing about). God was already pressing upon me the importance of grace. I heard that Mr. Arthur also lost his job as a missionary when he wrote the book because the story hit a little too close to that denomination.

Jason Faircloth is one of those mega-church preachers who had long been able to move people in a legalistic fashion according to what he thought God wanted. And, it is assumed by one of Faircloth’s prayers, that he lets God know when it is time to do things. However, God doesn’t move when his daughter runs away and marries. On her way to the hospital to have her baby, the unthinkable happens and she dies. Soon after his wife dies and he spends years looking for his granddaughter. During this time Jason comes to know what grace is all about. The story is a simple parable that should have a place on your bookshelf.

Faircloth is in several other novels, including the newest one called Forgotten Road. Many times a week I think of the ending when the main character is willing to exchange a death sentence with someone who has done evil toward him; are we able to do the same? I’m not giving away the story, but this is grace: when we give all we have to someone who doesn’t deserve it.

Grace is a difficult road. Capturing a true picture of grace is something Randall Arthur does well. When you finish one of his books, you feel refreshed and filled with the true power that comes with being a follower of Jesus.

I know what happened to John Paulk in terms of logistics, because we are Facebook friends. I know he’s gone from a nerdy looking man to Chef Cuteness in the last 13 years. I know I’d like to cook like him. I know he’s a dedicated father and has gone through deep pain with recent changes in his life. But I’m here to talk about what happened to him…

You see I’m an unofficial expert in the way things look. I can see print and know if it’s off by a fraction of a millimeter. I’ve been given a good eye for balance and what looks right: too many words in a sentence, the balance of flowers in a centerpiece, too much fabric in a dress, and too little grace in our churches.

My Twitter account has been blowing up with all kinds of religiously negative words about John. Everyone has their input, so I’ll tell you what happened to John Paulk: In 2000 he walked into a drag bar, if my memory serves me right. It was in DuPont Circle in DC, I know for sure. He was there for about 45 minutes before he was recognized by someone who told the press. Because of John’s position with Exodus it was a big deal. After that a series of official statements were made by the board of Exodus International—a board from a ministry based on high Christian standards.

This isn’t about Exodus, because I’m very impressed with the willingness of Alan Chambers to listen and embrace the hurt. No, this post is about the board that was overseeing the program in 2000 and what happened to John Paulk…

For a moment I will digress. We conservatives love to point fingers. We say our problems would be solved if only we had an Evangelical President, hadn’t let gay people marry, hadn’t legalized pot, and on it goes. Ironically our fingers never point to ourselves. There’s nothing ever said about getting before the Lord with sack cloth and ashes, and repenting for our sins. The top of our sins should include not being Jesus to others.

Where would John Paulk be today if one of the male humans on that board had been a man and washed John’s feet? What if they hadn’t sent him off into the vast wilderness called “excuses”. I have no idea what happened outside of all their weekly missives of “what really happened that day on DuPont Circle”, but soon John disappeared from our lives. These men went right on with their lives believing they had been the voice of God in the matter. Instead they abandoned him in his hour of greatest need. How could they sever ties as casually as one would unfriend someone on Facebook? But Jesus tells us a story like this in Luke 10. The priest and the Levite have nothing to do with the man wounded on the road, but the Samaritan comes along and helps.

Just recently John Paulk issued a statement about that time and the years since. His words were raw. As I read, I could feel the beat of his heart. Suddenly a new decade of gossips rise up to try to take John down: their words are condemning; their fingers are pointing. Some are close relations and some are self-proclaimed experts, but none are seeing through the telescope of grace. They offer no edification. I suggest they don’t know grace. The grace we saw when the Amish embraced the family of the shooter. The grace we love to see when the Bishop gives Jean Valjean the candlesticks.

What happened to John Paulk happens to countless others in our churches. They probably aren’t associated with Exodus, but they have hurts and stumble, and then we continue to pour salt into their wounds. We must remember that there’s only ONE difference in our faith and countless other religions: Jesus took our sins in an act of grace. We are told to walk in His Steps. Consider the verse below. Consider what would say if it means grace and grace only…

Matthew 28:18-20…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.