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Whenever I walk somewhere – songs ramble through my brain. I don’t know if it is the rhythm of the steps that brings a song to my mind or if it is just my mind reverting to those early days of walking and singing just for the sheer joy of singing. Today it was this one.

“I like the United States of America.
I like the way we all live without fear.
I like to vote for my choice, speak my mind, raise my voice,
Yes I like it here.

I like the United States of America.
I am thankful each day of the year.
For I can do as I please, ’cause I’m free as the breeze,
Yes I like it here.

I like to climb to the top of the mountain so high,
Lift my head to the sky,
And say how grateful am I
For the way that I’m working, and helping, and giving,
And doing the things I hold dear.

Yes I like it, I like it, I like it here.”

Way, way back in time, I memorized this little ditty and never forgot it. Today when it popped into my mind, I felt the breath of that little girl again. That 50’s world where faith, hope and love were a little more tangible made me smile.

It is a good day to smile. A good day to practice faith, hope and love.

1942 Daily Rations: [Continuation of a British mother’s letter during the war] Read: St. John 3:12-16

” ‘For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.’ ~St. John 3:16

“So arm yourself against mental suffering at the horrors you will see, by a serene courageous attitude of mind.

“Don’t regard the killed as lost men, nor crippled as defeated men, nor the bankrupt as afflicted men. These are the fears of puny hearts incapable of looking up at the starlit heavens and reading the signature of God.

“You will face destruction of this temporary body, and that is the leat of your troubles. Because death is nothing. Not even the loss of the pleasure of living.

“You will walk through a gate and you will go on. I don’t even pray you should be spared this because i would not feel that I had lost you. A temporary separation, that is all.

“Don’t be afraid of fear. . .It’s man’s deepest instinct, and a spur to brave men. Relax and pray. Reach out for the source of all life, all courage, all good, and a Hand will lead you through the dark. I don’t say this to give you any false comfort. It is true—true. I have proved it—and I know.”

“Prayer: O Lord, we pray thee to have mercy upon all who are this day wounded and suffering. Though kindred and friends be far away, let thy grace be their comfort. Raise them to health again, if it be thy good pleasure; but chiefly give them patience and faith in thee; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.”  [google images]


Everyone is watching the weather in NC. News casts don’t start with the daily election encapsulations and countdown(33 days); instead the weather highlights lead the way. State of Emergency. Evacuation zones activated. New tract indications. Damage assessments. Even the TV’s in little country restaurants are tuned into the weather station.
Gotta admit – it is SOOOOooooo much better than listening ad nauseam to election arguments.
That being said, there is an element of fear in the air. It is an undercurrent that threads through the everyday craziness and reminds people that in a few days, life could be highly disrupted. The “I am….” statement seems to come up often as people are talking.
As I read today’s Ration, I wasn’t surprised to see ‘fear’ pop up in the discourse, but in and of itself, it left me uneasy. Mostly because, I don’t agree with the story this author/s used or the analogies they employed. I liked my second devotional much better.
It was about the “I am…” statements in our lives. The I AM that has been present in our lives since He breathed into our nostrils the breath of life. We just tend to forget the import of those two tiny words.
When I was teaching, I used to have the students (and sometimes some of the teachers as well) to write an I AM poem for their autobiographies. Most of the time, those poems were powerful – emotionally, funny, creative, insightful. Those tiny words are powerful. But the important things about I AM is that in the poem and in life, they are the words that come first – before name – before adjectives – before self.
I didn’t seek YHVH out of fear – although I certainly fall on my knees when I AM fearful – I sought Him because when I looked around me, how could I not? I AM breathed my name into my nostrils and I have worshiped Him in spirit and truth ever since. I know no other way.
1942 Daily Ration: Read: St. John 4:19-26
“The hour cometh, and now is, when the true worshipers shall worship the Father in spirit and in truth; for the Father seeketh such to worship him. God is a Spirit; and they that worship him must worship him in spirit and in truth.”~St. John 4:24
“What is worship? Worship is the bridging over of the space between God and man. Really there is o space between God and man. But that will be apparent only after we have come, as Jesus says, to worship God in spirit and in truth. Until then worship will be a bridge.
“Long ago that bridge trembled like the frail Bridge of San Luis Rey. On man’s side it trembled with fear. ‘For fear,’ said the primitive man, ‘I will seek God.’ The first act of worship was running to cover, an effort to shelter oneself from shapes of fear.
“Fear turns worship into magic, and magic into a bridge. Even today some would kiss the relics enclosed from their lips by the prudence of their Church. The invocation of magic may be natural, but it is not worship.
“Jesus speaks of worshiping the Father in spirit and in truth because that was his experience in worship. He had no need of the bridge. He said, ‘I am not alone, because the Father is with me.’ We ourselves have been conscious of this in moments of true worship.”

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This has been one BEEEEE-UUUUU-TI-FULL day. Full of absolutely nothing. Well – we did hang some drapes, cook some food, play with the puppies, and open all the windows for the wonderful fall weather to drift through. Oh yeah – I did pick up stuff for my little robot maid to run around on our floor. But other than that – totally lazy, stay inside, veg-type of day.

It’s funny that even on lazy days the mind continues to turn things over…especially in a terrible election year. It is like a constant informal prayer day when I’m lazy. I have these running conversations in my head with Abba that is – more than likely – totally inappropriate – – – especially when there is news about the election.

Comments like – ‘Seriously?’ ‘Can’t you do a miracle or two?’ ‘Why?’

And then -that little nugget verse He placed in front of me yesterday pops back up, and I stand convicted. I remember the phrase I wrote about yesterday, “Yahweh said, I am the God of your fathers, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.”~Ex 3:6

Faith, sacrifice, struggle.

Zechariah was a Hebrew prophet. His name in Hebrew is “The LORD Remembers”. Today’s Ration reminds us the leader that the LORD has envisioned is so much different than the vision we have for ourselves – even those back in 1942. The author of today’s Ration seems to be thinking pretty much the way we are thinking in 2016. Read his first paragraph under the Bible verse, but as we head into the last month of this election year, remember God’s vision for our leader:

“Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion!
Shout in triumph, O daughter of Jerusalem!
Behold, your king is coming to you;
He is just and endowed with salvation,
Humble, and mounted on a donkey,
Even on a colt, the foal of a donkey.

I will cut off the chariot from Ephraim
And the horse from Jerusalem;
And the bow of war will be cut off.
And He will speak peace to the nations;
And His dominion will be from sea to sea,
And from the River to the ends of the earth.”~Zech 9:9-10

1942 Daily Ration:‘He is just, and having salvation; lowly, and riding upon an ass…and he shall speak peace unto the heathen; and his dominion shall be from sea even to sea, and from the river even to the ends of the earth.’~Zech 9:9,10

“Read: Zechariah 9:9-10

“Powers that be in politics make it difficult for rulers to govern righteously. Individuals and groups clamor loudly for favors and selfish advantage. Even the best nations are concerned more for their own than for another’s good.

“Zechariah envisioned the coming of a different sort of king than men had yet known. He would be just, not given to the practice of favoritism: he would have salvation for the people, not defeat and slavery; he would be lowly, within reach of the humblest; he would bring peace to the nations, not discord and strife; and his reign would be universal, not for one nation or race or class.

“Is this the King we delight to serve? Are we willing to be no more highly favored than others, including people of so-called inferior races and of totalitarian state? We want salvation, of course, so lowly that he took the form of a servant?…If he must depend for the extension of his Kingdom on such subjects as we are, will he ever have dominion from sea to sea?…

Prayer: Eternal God, teach us the truth that righteousness is better than wickedness, and that love is stronger than hate. Deliver us from the temptation to discriminate unfairly between people because of class or color or race or privilege. Endue us with wisdom and goodness that we may serve the cause of justice and peace. We pray in the name of Christ. Amen.”


Well that’s it. Hubby and I decided watching the debates this year are worthless. Personally, I’ve thought they have been pretty worthless for the past couple of decades, but I kept hoping they would turn away from the ‘one-liner, notice me, gotcha’ format’ and really discuss issues. I guess classic debates went the way of classic, Socratic education and are – primarily – missing from our society.

“One must have the mental and moral courage to face facts honestly and without flinching. One must see his antagonist squarely if he is to take his full measure. Fear to know facts often makes the facts seem more terrible than they are”~1942 Daily Ration

God winked, and I wondered – once again, ‘How does He do that?”

At this point in my life, you’d think I’d know to trust Our Father’s timeless looping and weaving. Time doesn’t matter to Him. Last week, I got a flyer in the mail that said ‘Jesus for President’. It was from a church in a near-by town.. While this new church is too far away to really become my church family, the name caught my eye, New Hope Church of Hillsborough.

God winked again, and I smiled. God knows I miss my old church, the WORD, the Spirit, the music and my friends in OH. http://newhope.rocks/

The colorful flyer now resides in my war room. It reminds me every morning and every evening to pray for our leaders. Jesus turned down being a king in this world. I’m relatively certain that He would turn down being President as well. George Washington fought against being President – twice. That’s the kind of man we need. That’s the kind of President I am praying to see one day.

1942 Daily Ration: ” ‘Be of good courage and He shall strengthen thine heart.”~Ps 27:14

Read: Psalm 27

“One must have the mental and moral courage to face facts honestly and without flinching. One must see his antagonist squarely if he is to take his full measure. Fear to know facts often makes the facts seem more terrible than they are. Fear is a fog, that makes specters out of lampposts. It is sometimes desirable that one should admit unpleasant facts to others. Confession gives outlet to strong emotion that otherwise turns in and may often accumulate dangerously. Better tell a friend your trouble than to break, trying to cover it up and to carry it by yourself True pride that will not burden another should not degenerate into false face facts aloe and with others is the surest way to discover adequate resources with which to meet them.

“Prayer: O God, we desire above all else to be honest with thee, with ourselves and with others Give us sense and courage to look life in the face and to stand before facts without evasion. Deliver us from false pride and self-pity and give us the calm of those who put their trust in thee, the living God. Amen.”

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When the hint of the first breath invades my dreams, I know it will be an uncommon day. Off and on it continue to swirl through out my day like puffs of cinnamon and pine at Christmas, imprinting their message somewhere deep within me. A breath of a word without diction – an eternal groaning somewhere deep beyond my understanding – a.squeeze-the-eyes-tight-to-shut-off-the-water day.
Prayer days are beyond me, but I try. Sometimes, it is for one person. Sometimes the images are layered – one upon another till the colors scratch my eyes with their brilliance. But it doesn’t matter. Most of the time, I never know why these days happen. I just know they do and so – I do.
Prayer is important. Just as these Rations seem to be more important everyday.The election is 45 days away. A journey that begs a little silence before the first step – – -or if we are strong enough to follow Rabbi Yeshua’s lead – – – 40 days of prayer. We already live in the wilderness, so we’re half way there.
1942 Daily Ration: ” ‘Then was Jesus led up of the spirit into the wilderness.’~Matthew 4:1-11
“Read: Matthew 4:1-11
“The six weeks which Jesus spent in the wilderness has been called the period of temptation. But it was more than that; it was a period of preparation- – -a time of concentrated thought and calm meditation. Never were quiet hours more needed than they are today. ‘Whirl is king,’ is truer than when Aristophanes uttered the words. Our minds have been likened to a railway waiting room where people bound hither and thither are assembled. It is hard for our distracted minds to attain unity of purpose and to select a destination. There is an old Russian custom according to which a person before starting on a journey sat down and spent half a minute in silence. We need daily quiet ties that we may reduce life to order and reflect on whither we are going.

“Prayer: Eternal God, who dost reveal thyself to those who earnestly seek thee, let our hearts be still that we may hear thee speak and may discern thy wise and holy counsel for our lives this day. Amen”


  • It is 51 days until the election.
    Early voting starts in NC on Tuesday [check your own state’s dates].
    And – the 1942 America’s Prayer Minute continues in the timeless infinity loop.

These Rations always seem to bring it back to Prayer. War is like that It reminds us how important it is to hold a conversation with the one who created us – – – to spend time with Our eternal Father – – – a Father who wants to talk and spend time with us even more than we want – – – a Father who loves us beyond our wildest dreams.

When I was growing up, Mama Mick had books and miscellaneous quotes from a man named Peter Marshall. I read the books, but I would find the quotes stuck into other books, hung on the refrigerator, taped to a bedroom mirror, or folded in her purse with the embroidered hankie. I would read them and somewhere tuck them into my own growing memory banks because whenever I saw his name a bell clanged (still does), and I perked up and paid attention. Whether he was praying before Congress, his congregation or his friends or family, Peter Marshall knew how to talk with His Father.

We are entering a new adventure on November 8, 2016. As we seek wisdom for this adventure, perhaps Rev. Marshall’s words will help us seek a deeper level of Our Father’s heart: “Lead us to this high adventure. Remind us that a ‘mighty fortress is our God’ – not a hiding place where we can escape for an easy life, but rather an arsenal of courage and strength – the mightiest of all, who will march beside us into the battle for righteousness and world brotherhood. O our God, may we never recover from our feeling of helplessness and our need of Thee! In the strong name of Jesus, our Lord, we pray. Amen.”

1942 Daily Ration: “My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken us?’~Matt 27:46

“Read: Psalm: 1:21

“Someday Death, whom I have met so often in other people’s homes, will come to mine. That day I shall not lose my Master, for He, too, was holden of death. I shall have a Friend who will walk with me down that dark road, which he has walked before. So I shall trust Him.

“Someday failure and disgrace may overwhelm me, and I may know what it means to be hated and to have those I had thought were y friends condemn me. But that day I shall have one Friend who will stay by my side and know what it means, for he too, went through such an ordeal. That is why I shall trust him.

“Someday tragedy- – – unreasonable and unfair and explainable – – – may crush the poor structure of my faith and I shall look toward heaven with my eyes so blinded with grief that I shall be incapable of seeing the face of God. If that day comes, I shall seek my Master and hold fast to him, for he, too cried out, ‘My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?’

“I am glad that he did. Had that word not been spoken, I would be alone at life’s darkest hour.

“Prayer: O God, our Father and Friend, we are so grateful that we cannot escape thy love or flee from thy saving Spirit. Thou wilt search us out through Christ. Amen.’ “

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