Bible Trivia: What color is missing from the rainbow?

Bible Trivia: What color is missing from the rainbow?

Orange you glad you said indigo. LOL

There is no oranges (or indigo) in God’s love letter. An orange of another name isn’t as juicy.

Which is good because I look awful in orange.

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Taxes for God’s Servants

This is also why you pay taxes, for the authorities are God’s servants, who give their full time to governing.     Romans 13:6NIV

Lord, this verse is such an incredible testimony and pill to swallow.  Jesus encouraged us to pay taxes knowing these taxes would pay the salary of the government soldiers who would kill him. And for many of us, taxes are painful!

This daily verse was a good reminder to stop coveting money.  It belongs to the government because it has their seal.

Help me Lord to always be thankful and respectful of government employees and leaders.  Help me become a joyful citizen and taxpayer.  I am thankful for the roads, the defense and the care provided by the government. The government is often the first responder.  They feed the hungry, clothe the naked, house the homeless and heal the sick. They do your work. Help me become a joyful giver!  Help my Christian friends and me remember that we give you glory when we pay taxes.  Help me to see you in our government servants and to work to help protect them and their jobs!  Amen!

A Prayer of Confidence

autumn-path-paintCrop-kpsPsalm 27: 1, 13-14 (NIV)

The Lord is my light and my salvation —
whom shall I fear?

I remain confident of this:

I will see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.

Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.

Thank you Lord for guiding my path.  Thank you for your GRACE!  As the sun sets and the moon rises I remember you are with me.  I am an alien in this world.  I am a stranger.  I am confident I will see your face.  You will hold me and wipe my tears.  You will explain your mystery and I will drench in your love.  All will know I am your child – beloved and significant.  All  will be forgiven and all will be healed in the land of living. Thank you FATHER! Thank you! Amen.

The Good Lord’s Incredible Confidence!

Autumn Path By Karen P. Simpson

Autumn Path
By Karen P. Simpson

Psalm 27(NIV)

The Lord is my light and my salvation —
whom shall I fear?

The Lord is the stronghold of my life —
of whom shall I be afraid?

When the wicked advance against me
to devour me,
it is my enemies and my foes who will stumble and fall.

Though an army besiege me,
my heart will not fear;
though war break out against me,
even then I will be confident.

One thing I ask from the Lord,
this only do I seek:

that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze on the beauty of the Lord and to seek him in his temple.

For in the day of trouble
he will keep me safe in his dwelling;
he will hide me in the shelter of his sacred tent
and set me high upon a rock.

Then my head will be exalted
above the enemies who surround me;

at his sacred tent I will sacrifice with SHOUTS of JOY;
I will SING and make music to the Lord.

Hear my voice when I call, Lord;
be merciful to me and answer me.

My heart says of you, “Seek his face!”
Your face, Lord, I will seek.

Do not hide your face from me,
do not turn your servant away in anger;
you have been my helper.

Do not reject me or forsake me,
God my Savior.

Though my father and mother forsake me,
the Lord will receive me.

Teach me your way, Lord;
lead me in a straight path
because of my oppressors.

Do not turn me over to the desire of my foes,
false witnesses rise up against me,
spouting malicious accusations.

I remain confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the Lord
in the land of the living.

Wait for the Lord;
be strong and take heart
and wait for the Lord.

Silent No More! Domestic Violence Awareness Month

In honor of Domestic Violence Awareness month (October),  I pray my story inspires others to run for safety!

My family had lots of dirty secrets. We didn’t air our dirty laundry. We didn’t get help. And the neighbors minded their own business.

My baptism was my parents greatest blessing to me.  God became my constant companion. I prayed for God to wave His magic wand or sprinkle fairy dust or whatever it took to fix my family. I believed if I prayed hard enough, participated in the church; knew the Bible; obeyed God’s commandments and was “perfect”- God would answer my prayers.

I lost hope when my brother committed suicide and another died a year later.

I was angry!  I didn’t want God to hold me or wipe my tears. I wanted God to raise my brothers from the dead; not later-NOW!

I thought-God must not love me. God allowed all these horrible things to happen to me. God abandoned me or God didn’t exist. No one was ever going to rescue me.

I wanted God to stop the flood of abuse but allow me to keep my family and all of our secrets. This was my plan; not God’s plan.

I realize now that God led me to a therapist who labeled the abuse, told me to get self-sufficient, run and never look back! But I answered, “No thanks God will save me.”

God didn’t give up on me. God led other people into my life to save me.

My first husband tried to kill me. I’m here today because God sent the police. God led us to a pastor who refused to marry us, but my parents said, “Marry him because the invitations have already been sent!” But God tried to again by getting the limo driver lost but my mother drove me to the church. I married the man who tried to kill me!

God kept trying. A compassionate doctor tried to save me from my abusive husband and family, but I assured him, ‘I’ll be ok’.

God sent the police to save my son and me but I had too much pride to go to a shelter.

Finally, I left my abusive husband, running back to my equally abusive family.  I wasn’t safe.  My son wasn’t safe.  I couldn’t protect him.

God led me back to church and bible study. God’s word made me strong. The Holy Spirit gave me courage.  I didn’t want to repeat my mistakes. I insisted my future husband had to attend church to date me.

During our wedding vows God told me to leave my abusive family but I wasn’t listening. God inspired my new husband to adopt my son to keep him safe.

However, the flood of dysfunction continued to climb. Hurtful people were still in our life. I was still keeping secrets. I had my own children and by denying the abuse, they weren’t safe.

Easter Sunday (2003) was a day of awakening for me. The pastor asked the congregation to raise their hands if they wanted to live forever. My husband raised his hand. I didn’t. I didn’t want to live forever. I accepted I would live forever but I didn’t want to live forever. I wouldn’t ask for another hour, minute or moment to serve my painful sentence.

I struggled with defining a “scripturally” correct relationship with my family. Honor your father and mother – but my mother hurt me, she hurt my children.

Turn the other cheek, but what if the other cheek belongs to my son or daughter? How do I protect my children and remain faithful?

I prayed earnestly for a savior and with each prayer I heard a voice telling me to run; screaming over the waves threatening to drown us that we needed help – we needed to escape.

I listened that Easter Sunday. I promised during my wedding vows, “Where you go, I go; where you live, I’ll live…so help me God!” (Ruth 1:17) Verse 16 actually says “Don’t force me to leave you; don’t make me go home.”

God called Abraham, Joseph, Moses, many prophets, his disciples and so many others to leave their families and follow Him…so why cling to mine???

Finally I said good-bye to abusive relationships. I committed to keep my children safe.  Thankful for God.  Thankful, my children and I could be safe.

In peace I will lie down and sleep,
for you alone, Lord
make me dwell in safety. Psalm 4:8

God enabled me to follow His path, forgive and love my abusers from a safe distance, and gave me a new church family. I never imagined God would give me the courage and the honor of sharing my story.

My children and I are safe. We live a happily and safely ever after in Christ’s peace. I pray for all my fellow sisters, brothers and their children living in fear.  Lord, bring them to safety and drive fast! Amen

My Other Right

Left handWhen you give to the needy, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing Matthew 6:3

No problem! My other right (left) has no idea what I’m doing because I’m never sure which side it is on.

I can quickly find my right hand by writing my name in the air because I am right-handed. If it feels right, it must be right! Right?

Finding my left is more challenging and requires a slight delay. I’m never quite sure I’m right even when I think I’ve located it. I’ve heard it has a built-in “L” but that advice requires too much thought and energy.

It also results in catastrophic collisions in exercise classes, line dancing or any other direction required activity.

My pre-school teacher advised my mother to work with me, promising enough practice would eventually develop the instinct but after 46 years, I think it is safe to say practice has not improved my performance.

I continue to find my right by pretending to write my name and then assume the other hand is my ‘other’ right or left.

The bible doesn’t seem to put much emphasis on knowing left from right. Most scriptures discourage going left or right:

Do not turn to the right or the left; keep your foot from evil. Proverbs 4:27

And normally, the right seems the better choice:

The heart of the wise inclines to the right, but the heart of the fool to the left. Ecclesiastes 10:2

I was glad to find that I’m not alone. Apparently the city of Nineveh was full of people and animals like me:

And should I not have concern for the great city of Nineveh, in which there are more than a hundred and twenty thousand people who cannot tell their right hand from their left—and also many animals?” Jonah 4:11

Poor animals! My developmental challenge seems to identify me as a sheep in need of a Good Shepherd:

He will put the sheep on his right and the goats on his left. Matthew 25:33

Rainbow CrossDisclaimer: The views, opinions and assumptions expressed in this post are my own attempt to rationalize my directional challenge and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of God, Jesus, the Holy Spirit or prophesy by any other divine being. They are made by a simple fallen child of God.

 They are not a reflection of my nor God’s political views or opinions. Verses of analysis within this post are assumptions of the author. This post should not be used to discriminate against directionally abled or left-handed individuals.