Sacred Thoughts.......

I have not been writing as of late.


The sad event of Boo Horse leaving our herd has left a huge hole in all of our hearts. I shall miss her for the rest of my life. She was such a sweet and patient little lady who never complained. Would that I could be more like her.


This morning on the way in to work, I listened to James McDonald on the radio. His words caught my heart in a vice and I felt that old and intense love for God's Word surge through my veins. Today, Pastor McDonald spoke to men, but the words belonged to me in every way.


I have a son. Did you know that? I do not recall if I have ever mentioned that fact, but I do. He serves in the Army and is dating a pretty awesome and strong woman. Last I knew anyway. I don't hear from him any longer because he and I have made choices that we both are adhering to quite rigidly.


My little man, (as he will always be even if he reaches 90), was only 12 when he was baptized into the Lord. I still have photos of that day. That day was precious to me and still holds the most special place in my heart. It is with a goodly amount of prayer for his walk with the Lord that takes up a great deal of my thoughts and time. Whether he believes it or not, I love him very much. And it is because of that love that I respect his wishes. It is a wicked, wicked thing to be placed in the situation of choosing one relationship instead of two for fear of losing the first. God will work it out for good. Mark my words.


I wish that you had heard that sermon today, son. I always knew since I was a little girl attending Vacation Bible School what I would name my son when I had him. I gave you the name of Joshua after my favorite man in the Bible. He was a warrior. He was devoted to the Lord. He trusted God wholly and deliberately.  He was chosen of the Lord and served Him well. I have always believed that names are important and that somehow, someway, the characteristics of that name will become the bearers own. I wanted that for you then. I want it even more desperately now. I want to see you as more than the decorated warrior you have made yourself. I want you in the Lords Army. I am jealous FOR you to be His in every aspect of your life.


Time is short. I know that people think I am crazy and that people have been saying this since that awful and glorious day of The Cross and Resurrection, but it is true.


Jesus is coming for His church. He is coming soon.








(James McDonald)