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Spiritual Revolt of a Nation

Isaiah 22:3-4 All your leaders have fled together; they have been captured without using the bow. All you who were caught were taken prisoner together, having fled while the enemy was still far away. Therefore, I said, ‘Turn away from me; let me weep bitterly. Do not try to console me over the destruction of my people.”
Ephesians 6:12-13 “For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Therefore, put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand.”
Interestingly, Isaiah keyed in a different font. Not a choice I had made, but chosen of itself. This verse really spoke to me, too, when I read it this morning. There has been a lot of turmoil in our nation over the past decade. Most recently, congress has raked a certain judge and his family through the mud, all in what appears to me, a fight to either hold on to their ground (republicans) or to gain ground (democrats). I called them the Pharisees and the Sadducee’s last week. Our present time leaders that Jesus had warned his generation about a few thousand years ago. People who, in leadership positions, have lost their moral souls and devour a nation which has become dependent on them. Indeed, it is time for those of us who can still hear God’s calling, to “put on the full armor of God, so that (we) can take (our) stand against the devil’s schemes.”
I pray in the Spirit with this in mind, to be alert and always keep on praying for all the Lord’s people, praying also for true spiritual leaders, that whenever they speak, words may be given so that they will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, for which we are ambassadors in chains. I pray that we may declare it fearlessly, as we should. ~ Ephesians 6:18-19 paraphrased

By Yarn Zen Fibers

Many years ago, I was outside playing kickball with the neighborhood kids. My grandmother called me inside and quickly informed me that "Young ladies do not play with boys!". And she sat me down beside her and taught me my first set of crochet stitches. I do not recall my age, exactly, but do remember I was still in my single digits. Today I am very much grateful for her passing this skill down to me. It has saved my life in so many ways. I have used it as physical and emotional therapy more times than I can count...

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