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Morning Reminder in Mid July

Say not ye, There are yet four months, and [then] cometh the harvest? behold, I say to you, Lift up your eyes, and look on the fields; for they are white already to harvest. (John 4:35 KJV)

Morning Reminder in Mid July

Sixty one degrees
On this Texas July morn
Is this a harvest reminder
Vast difference from the norm

I find myself wondering
Is this a mid point quickening
Ready our equipment for harvest
New desires now flickering

What a joyous reminder
Autumn air cool and dry
Fruit harvest is coming soon
Morning reminder in mid July

© laurette laster 2019


Wednesday morning, July 24th, was an unseasonably cool 61 degrees in my hometown in North Texas. What a stark contrast from the 97-99 degree days of the previous several weeks. We have had an amazing spring this year, with lots of rain, so much rain that had caused the flowers and trees to bloom and produce like crazy. However, the last few weeks have been very dry, very hot and scorching. We’ve had to turn our sprinklers on just to keep the grass from scorching.

Whoever gathers in the summer is a wise son, and he who sleeps in harvest is a son that brings shame. (Proverbs 10:5 ISV)

On July 1st, In the early morning hours, my husband Greg began to pray, he said to the Lord, “Lord it is July 1st.”  In his spirit he heard the Lord answer, “It is the midpoint of the year.”

This standing alone would be amazing to me, however, the day before Greg was quickened by the Spirit of the Lord, “Look at where you are working.” Greg was working at Midcourt, and Midway road, road in Carrollton Texas. He called and shared this with me on June 30th. Greg was explaining to me, he said, “I don’t understand exactly what it means but I feel a strong unction this is prophetic. Then early the next morning on July 1, The Lord reminds Greg it is the midpoint or the middle of the year.

Is there a message involved in these events and happenings? What does it mean and what is the message our Lord is sharing with us?

Early Wednesday morning, as I stepped outside to feed the birds, I stepped into an unseasonably cool morning. What a refreshing feeling. The atmosphere has a ‘fall’ feel to it. It is has been so much cooler, and with the lower humidity, well it has felt awesome.

Fall is our favorite time of the year. Greg and I even married in the fall, so it is extra special to me. I also believe it has a profound and deep meaning with the timing of The Lord, and the fall feasts of Leviticus chapter 23. Understanding the cycles of time and the importance of cycles is what makes a good farmer just that, a good farmer. Timing is crucial.

With all this being said I was praying and telling the Lord it feels like fall. I then was quickened in my spirit that fall is harvest season. I know this yet, is this reminder to stay ready?

Recently I shared a poem the Lord had given me in April, along with a short blog. In April I had  a vision, I saw Holy Spirit handing out shovels. He was handing these to believers and workers as we were going into the field. He was saying it was time to work and dig deep to bring in a good harvest.

A brother blogger shared how his father and grandfather were farmers. He explained you do not rest if you are a farmer. There is so much work to do even after the fields are plowed and planted and the harvest is coming up. As the harvest is growing and ripening a good farmer has made sure his entire fleet of farm equipment is field ready.

What if the harvest was ripe and our equipment was not ready and operational? What if our tractor batteries were dead? Or perhaps the combine, the trucks and trailers had flats and the tires were old and dry, or worse yet what if we hadn’t secured and hired the needed helpers. Without help we cannot bring in a harvest: the harvest would be left to die in the field, or die on the vine.

I believe this cool weather is a quickening and a reminder, a reminder that we do not want to be caught behind and that we are to stay ready and to stay excited.

And the feast of harvest, the first fruits of thy labours, which thou hast sown in the field: and the feast of the ingathering, [which is] in the end of the year, when thou has gathered in thy labours out of the field. Exodus 23:16

Fall is the time of Teshuvah, or the season of our repentance. It is also called the forty days of repentance. It is my favorite time of the year and now I know why. I love this time of the year and after discovering this truth, many things made sense to me. I used to feel lonely at the onset of fall. I would experience a deep sadness like something was wrong but I didn’t know what.

In 2009 The Lord spoke to me concerning repentance and Rosh Hashanah or the feast of Trumpets, the blowing of the shofar. Did you know that the cornucopia is a replica of the shofar? I’m sure some of you remember seeing cornucopias with apples, corn, squash, grapes, and various fruits, overflowing from them, right? The fall feasts was introduced and imitated and later became known as Thanksgiving in the United States of America.

I was studying and preparing to teach on the subject of Rosh Hashanah at our Monday Night bible study. I had gone outside to mow before showering and getting ready. I didn’t feel like I was prepared to do the teaching and give the subject justice. I was hurried and praying, no I was actually begging. By mistake, I had mowed over some leaves and now was raking them up, which I didn’t have time for when I said, “oh Lord I need your help, help me hurry so I can study more.” It was at that exact time I heard the audible voice of God. He said to me, “Laurette, The tree is in Rosh Hashanah.” I got it! The scriptures, the teaching, the mystery would continue to be unfolded to me, and continues even to this day.

Rosh Hashanah is the beginning of the ten days of Awe, preceding the Day of Atonement. These are high holy days in the feasts of The Lord.

This is the time that The Spirit of The Lord is drawing us into a deeper relationship with Him. He is wooing us into sanctification and a time of being set apart. For a tree, the tree is preparing for root season. A tree cannot grow taller if it does not grow deeper. And for the believer, well we cannot go higher if we do not go deeper.

The tree will cut off the leaves and no longer supply nutrients but will draw the nutrients from the leaves and store these nutrients in their roots. This is done to nourish the tree during the long winter months.

Teshuvah, a season and an appointed time, God’s meeting time with His people, His beloved. I encourage you to check it out. No matter if you need to be saved, have only been saved a short time or have been saved for a very long time, this is still a crucial time.

After making Jesus the Lord of my life and not just my savior, I no longer feel the deep sadness or the sense that something is wrong in the fall. I still feel deep calling unto deep, but I am excited now and I want you to be also. God is lonely for His people, He is a jealous God. He wants a special time apart with His beloved.

Psalm 42:2, 7 my soul thirsts for God, the living God. Where can I go and meet with Him? The Aramaic translation says, I am thirsty for You God.

Deep unto deep is calling at the noise of Thy water-spouts, all Thy breakers and thy billows passed over me. (Psalm 42:7 YLT)

Just like a married couple remains married, it is so important and crucial to the union to steal away for a time of refreshing at their anniversary.

So we prepare and spend time washing off the dirt of the field and the work from this past year? Time spent in the quietness with The Lord is needful. It is how we prepare and ready our field equipment.

And guess what I’ve blown it a few times or more this year, so I look forward to putting off the dead works of this past year, while allowing God to show me any dead works and reveal to me where I need to repent, change my mind. I am quick to repent but sometimes we don’t even realize we missed it until after time alone spent with God. It is all so exciting to me. I pray it becomes exciting to you also.

Times of refreshing are promised after a time spent in repentance. Acts 3:18

The refreshing is like a cool shower after long, hard, hot days of sowing and weeding in the fields. It is newness, a refreshing, a cleansing and showering off of all the dirt.

Some of you may not agree and I say to you, ask God and then research this subject.

Bob Roger’s a pastor from Louisville, KY and a friend of Perry Stone’s once told Perry how after his father passed away, Bob saw him in a dream. He was giving his son wisdom about the ministry, turning to leave he looked back saying, Bob, remember August is the month for answered prayer.” I’m not sure Bob even knew about Teshuvah at that time.

So as we fast approach August, and harvest season I think we need to check our harvest equipment and be sure all is field ready. We don’t want to miss out on what The Lord is doing.

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette




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My Heavenly Shovel

One word from God says so much: Didactic Wow God, just wow!

Sow to yourselves in righteousness, reap in mercy; break up your fallow ground: for it is time to seek the LORD, till He come and rain righteousness upon you.  (Hosea 10:12 KJV) It is time to seek The LORD until He comes and teaches you righteousness(Jubilee Bible) (YLT) Till for yourselves tillage of knowledge, To seek Jehovah, Till He come and shew righteousness to you.

My Heavenly Shovel

The Lord is handing out shovels
I was struggling to understand
I thought what on earth is this for
As He placed it right into my hands
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The truth is I’ve been out of sorts
Restless becoming easily distracted
It is I supposed just Spring Fever
I kept hearing the word didactic

You’ve given me a shovel
Exactly what are You teaching today
You want me to what
Keep digging is all He did say

Dig much deeper, He said
Put your face toward the ground
With head bowed down smell the earth
Listening for abundance sounds

Getting the ground prepared
Sometimes hard and very tedious
But I heard Him say, “if they only knew”
I recognize that voice, it is JESUS

Know what My Lord, oh tell us now
The purpose for those shovels
He said for now dig much deeper
This is not the time for rebuttals

When things look bleak never despair
Wearing out My saints, the devils age old tactic
But you My dear ones, know better
Digging deep brings forth the galactic

New growth will multiply and spring forth
Planting and sowing takes time and patience
For just at the precise time My friends
You’ll see and witness precisely how gracious

Mr. Laster’s fig tree


So take your shovel in hand
Digging deep while exclaiming restore
Because when this harvest comes forth
It is going to better than ever before

Paper shell pecan tree planted in January 2015



Yes we are commanded to believe
For a harvest better than ever before
Because I just heard The Lord
He said, “from shore to shore”

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The Lord gave me this poem in April. I saw during prayer, Holy Spirit handing out shovels. God’s people were lined up to go into the fields, I was in line with the others. I was excited to witness this vision. I knew it meant the fields needed cleared to be able to receive and grow seed. I also knew it meant there was work that needed to be done. Those of us who garden or have dug up roots know  it can be tedious and back breaking work. But if we want to stop the growth we must dig it up by the root. Weeding and removing stones is crucial for good flower or vegetable gardens.

When thinking about this vision and poem, I think about the parable of the Sower. The Sower is sowing the word on all ground. The condition of the ground allows or disallows growth. The question is never about the ability of the seed to grow. We know the seed is the incorruptible word of God, Jesus Christ. This story is however about the ability of the ground to receive, protect, nurture, and then produce a harvest from the seed.

Working the ground and digging out stones or boulders (hard places), weeds, cares of the world which represent worry, anxiety and the things of no kingdom value take up precious space. All the while drinking up the moisture, thus choking out the good seed. Then that wayward ground, common places everyone has walked over.

I wasn’t certain about the definition of didactic. Have you ever thought to yourself, do I really know the true meaning of a word?

Many years ago when studying for tests or doing reading assignments, I would come across a word I didn’t know the definition of. I would ask my mother to tell me the definition of the word. She would always, and I mean “always” reply, “go get the dictionary and look it up.”  As a teenager, I would get so frustrated, because she knew the definition. “Just tell me mom”, I would say.  She would say, “If you look it up you will always remember the definition.” I would go and get the dictionary to look up the definition of the word, many times sighing or giving a huge ‘ugh’ in response. She would smile and ask me “what does it say?” Then I would read it to her. She would say, “Now you will always know the meaning of that word.” Today I immediately go to the dictionary and look up a word if I have any doubts. I do have very fond memories of my mom and her insistence that I look up the definition.

So I thought I would look into the definition of the word didactic, only to discover the definition means intended to teach.

Merriam dictionary definition: intended to teach, intended to convey instruction and information as well as pleasure and entertainment, didactic poetry, making moral observations.

This word is borrowed from the New Latin didacticus, borrowed from Greek didaktikos, apt at teaching. The depth of this word means to learn and become knowledgeable or skillful, it means instructive, educational, informative, academic, wow. Marvelous power, dasrah accomplishing wonderful deeds, Going back even further to Greek denea, “plans, intentions.” Synonyms- homiletic, moralistic, preachy, sermonic. Well now you know. Sounds like a Holy Spirit revival to me, if we can learn a few things and if we are willing to work.

When He gives me a word that isn’t in my daily vocabulary He blows my mind. One word from God, says so much. I am always amazed when I go look the word up, and I think wow God, just wow. I wonder if He and my mom are in cahoots knowing I’ll go look the word up.

And Jesus said to them, “Don’t you understand this parable? How then will you understand any parable?

In the Message translation bible, the subtitle is A Harvest Story. The disciples came to Jesus, and asked, “Why do You tell stories?”  So stories are parables and sermons that teach us, so that we may become skilled and knowledgeable in the word of God.

When He was alone, the Twelve and the others around Him asked Him about the parables. He told them, “The secret of the kingdom of God has been given to you. (Mark 4:11 NIV)

We understand that everything in the kingdom aside from miracle working power is accomplished through seedtime and harvest. The ground must be cultivated and fertile. All the hard places must be broken up in order for God’s word to take root and grow.

When the Lord calls us to pray and intercede we become His hired hands. We pray for our Nation, our cities, our government, our children and families and the lost, then we are co laborers in the harvest field. We are working for and with our Lord. We are going to see an incredible harvest and witness the eternal results when we get to heaven. Now you know why we have been laboring so. We are working the fields. It isn’t for sissies or for the lazy. I’m so glad I was in line to get my Heavenly shovel. Did you get yours?

Drip down, O heavens, from above, and let the skies pour down righteousness. Let the earth open up that salvation may sprout and righteousness spring up with it; I The LORD have created it. (Isaiah 45:8 BSB)
(The photo’s above are from a paper shell tree that I planted in January 2015 and a fig tree I planted this spring. I remember how perfect the ground was for digging and planting in winter of 2015. I ordered these tree’s in the late summer for delivery at recommended time. The instructions said, your trees will be shipped bare root and need to be planted within 24-36 hours after arrival. Some well meaning folks said I don’t think you will be able to hand dig the hole deep enough to plant the tree. I thought Lord help me because I need to get this tree in the ground. The earth was soft and perfect for digging and planting. We had a very wet fall and early winter and the ground was amazing.  I told my husband, now I know now how farmers feel. I explained to him,  I could smell the heartiness of the earth. It was so memorable I can smell it even now. It had a very distinct fragrance about it. I would describe it as rich, clean and moist soil and I could smell the goodness in it.  Now four years later, we are seeing the  first fruit from our pecan trees. The fig tree was planted this past spring and almost immediately began to bear fruit. Some take longer than others. Nevertheless I can’t wait to taste this precious fruit this fall, just in time for the Fall feast and harvest. The ground that I planted these trees in is an old garden spot and yes it is good ground.)

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom. Amen

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. Laurette



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She is America

I will stand my watch and set myself on the rampart and watch to see what He will say to me, and what I will answer when I am corrected. (Habakkuk 2:1)
Righteousness exalts a nation, but sin condemns any people. (Proverbs 14:34)
Blessed is the nation whose God is The Lord, the people He choose for His inheritance. (Psalm 33:12)



She is America

She is older now more stately

Lived through a thing or two

More than once she was mishandled

Her dignity is kind of skewed



The party was surely amazing

Fireworks for several days

What a perfect tribute

The festivities and display



Another birthday behind her

She maintains her youthful look

More beautiful than ever

Kept her shape in spite of abuse she took



Consider how she feels

Continuing forward in her endeavor

Brought forth with a desired purpose

God’s plans she knows endure forever


Her call, her role, her image

Over time dimmed and marred

I believe she will have her comeback

Her purpose we will not discard



She is America The Beautiful

Under spacious skies she dwells

Arduous yet defined

Groaning I shall not render my soil to hell


The vision I came forth in

It is not time to thwart my purpose

I am One Nation under God

Demanding Habeas Corpus


The Judge will see and hear

The Lord Almighty is my defender

So you others take a seat

Listen to the verdict He renders


“Patriots did not fight for her

To bring in foreign gods

She is not being treated fairly

What is this lack of regard”


She cries, Give me liberty or give me death

I heard one statesman say (Patrick Henry)

The words that have been planted

Into my grounds for this day




I shall be what God has ordained

I shall house His mighty voice

Proclaiming His gospel to the world

You realize you have a choice


The gospel of Jesus Christ must be preached

Across my airwaves to distant shores

I am The Unites States Of America

This is my fight and final war


© laurette laster 2019 Independence Day


Jer “USA” lem


Definition of habeas corpus. 1 : any of several common-law writs issued to bring a party before a court or judge especially : habeas corpus ad subjiciendum. 2 : the right of a citizen to obtain a writ of habeas corpusas a protection against illegal imprisonment.


This year something was very different. I cannot define the feeling but it was different. During Independence Day and the fireworks I had a stirring inside that I haven’t experienced before. I’ve witnessed several Independence Days in my life, and I have seen a lot of fireworks, but something seemed different this year. There is a deep calling, a drawing to realize the times, and the responsibility our nation has.

During one of fireworks show I had the overwhelming feeling and sensation that I was witnessing along with heaven, our America the beautiful, our great Nation’s birthday. I saw as it were, that I was a member at her birthday party and she was being celebrated and honored. I’ve never felt like that before. I have been patriotic all of my life. I now believe it is a calling and a developing of a prophetic office, The Lord has positioned me for, and set  me in, and not just because I am from the traditional era and generation.  Greg laughs and shakes his head when I don my red white and blue, my stars and stripes wardrobe, shirts, earrings, glasses, but just for me, he will wear his patriotic shirts also.

We are about to see some great changes in our Nation. The absolute disgrace that is heaped on the United States of America is at a level never witnessed before . It is not only disgrace it is pure evil. Ungodly, immoral evil that has come out like cock roaches after dark in our country. We are witnessing bizarre extremes; I sometime have to shake myself to be sure this is reality and not a night mare. There is a war raging, but do we see exactly who we are warring against, and what they are after?

Some well meaning Christians believe the church doesn’t have a role in politics. This is pure ignorance to me.  I can somewhat see where and why they would believe this, if we buy the lie of remaining passive, turning the other cheek, over and over, staying to ourselves in holy huddles, but then how do we define the, “occupy until I come” parable. Many tell this parable as a lazy evil steward parable, and it is showing know willingness to work out our faith and invest in the kingdom, but the parable and the talents are business terms. Jesus is saying, I’m leaving it with y’all, keep the business going and profiting until I return. He isn’t coming back for a beat down bride. The church shouldn’t be suffering from battered wife syndrome. We should be blooming for the glory of God and telling of the wonderful things He is doing for us. Jesus wasn’t passive and He wasn’t weak or cowardly. He looked death right in the eye and said for this reason I was born and came.

God fearing patriots should hold office, at all levels, and this would eliminate many of our problems. I believe this would be one way of occupying until He comes. Jesus also said when I come will I find faith? Why would we need faith if we weren’t going to be using it to advance the kingdom of God. The kingdom of God cannot grow under a socialist stronghold.

With patriots in office we wouldn’t have a perfect government but a moral government. And today a moral government would be a breath of fresh air. By patriots I am referring to men and women who hold to moral and ethical standards, have a love for the One True God, the triune Godhead of God The Father, God The Son, and God The Holy Spirit, a love for our country, and a love for mankind. These should be prerequisites for serving  in and receiving paychecks for the congress and other governmental offices. Then we wouldn’t need to stampede the polls like our lives depended on it. I believe Jesus is calling His church, His bride to stampede and rush to the polls in 2020.

Unfortunately greed has taken over and too many politicians are corrupt. Many are more concerned with their deep pockets and getting rich at the expense of decency.  Thy will trade our country, our decency,  our safety and any last hope of morality for the almighty buck.

2020 is a visionary term and seeing diagnosis. If someone doesn’t see well, an optometrist will begin to correct their vision with lenses. The ultimate goal is to have 20/20 vision. 20/20 is not perfect vision it is the standard by which we gauge. We are not striving to say anyone is perfect,  in order to see images and objects clearly in sharp view we adjust for 20/20. Not perfect but sharp and clear. It is the ability to discern.

I am excited to see so many people waking up to the corruption and the despicable conditions of our country. I am so grateful for President Trump who isn’t perfect, but has a sharp eye and could see and discern clearly we were headed to abominations, pun intended. As we watch more and more come to view I believe we are seeing the evil come into clear focus. I wonder if President Trump even knew how vile the swamp was?


I feel a shift and we are headed in the right direction. It was as if heaven was watching the party from above and I was seeing it from below.

We have a president who is a patriot. He has stepped up to the responsibility of leading our Nation. Our Nation stands with Israel. It is blatantly obvious that President Trump is backed by God Himself. This is evident. We must know it is our time to act, and act quickly.

We have been given marching orders to march as a mighty army, as the army of the Lord, His bride, His church, His troops, stampeding to the polls for President Trump in 20/20.

“I hear the Spirit of The Lord saying, fight for her dignity. Rush to her side. I have called this Nation and this land to be a herald for My gospel. Fight like all of heaven is backing you, because as I taught My disciples to pray, as it is in heaven  so shall it be on earth”

When the woman caught in adultery was thrown on the ground at Jesus feet He restored her and told her, neither do I condemn you go and sin no more. As we have been caught in adultery with the things of the world, America has been thrown down in many ways like this woman. The Lord spoke to me in January 2016 saying,  “I AM The God of your borders. Then in a dream shortly thereafter, twice I heard His voice say, “I dwell in the USA.”  America may look thrown down but it is a set up for her comeback.

We have a responsibility and a commission, just like the disciples and the prophets of old, ours is in the heavenly.

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. (Ephesians 6:12)

Then The Lord replied: “Write the revelation and make it plain on tablets so that a herald may run with it. For the revelation awaits an appointed time; it speaks of the end and will not prove false. “Though it linger, wait for it; it will certainly come and will not delay.” The enemy is puffed up; his desires are not upright-but the righteous person will live by his faithfulness- (Habakkuk 2:3-4 NIV)

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord lift up His countenance upon you and give you Shalom. Amen

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette


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America the Beautiful Happy Independence Day to You

America the Beautiful Happy Independence Day to You


Happy Independence Day

America the beautiful is singing

Thank you for our freedom

Liberty’s call continues ringing


To be a citizen of this great Nation

Oh an honor and a duty

Those who want to change it

Will disfigure freedom’s beauty


Freedom is truly magnificent

Not as government appeases

True freedom is from above

Not morally destructive as one pleases


Red White and Blue she proudly waves

Stars and stripes are not derogatory

America’s freedom and Independence

Boldly broadcasting the Gospels Glory





She never belittles

Does not demand

Desirous of loyalty to God

Required to keep her stand


She was created

When desire spread

To have Independence

By Christ be led


Heaven rejoices

I know it’s true

America the beautiful

Happy Independence Day to you


© laurette laster 2019

© flag photos captured by laurette laster


“Let me be clear, the Anointed One has set us free—not partially, but completely and wonderfully free! We must always cherish this truth and stubbornly refuse to go back into the bondage of our past.”

When someone is in an accident or suffers an injury, if their image is marred by physical injuries, we use the terminology,  has been disfigured. If we consider carefully these words we realize we are stating a fact or truth. And that truth is that an original design or creation has been altered or damaged or disfigured.

Disfigured: Merriam’s dictionary defines it like this. To impair by deep and persistent injuries.

Which is to take away from the created purpose and plan. How can something be disfigured unless it had been figured or was given an original figure.

So that leads us to the meaning of figure: again Merriam’s dictionary definition, a written or printed character. An often repetitive pattern or design.

And now we find ourselves full circle, leading us to the beginning, Which is God! He has a purpose and a design for everything and for every created thing. Mankind was created in His image and likeness. Sin entered through the suggestion that God was withholding something from us. Satan duped Eve, and Adam was right there listening. They did eat or buy the lie only to be cast out. Sin is fun for a season but in the end is death.

Whether we have thought about it, or considered the cause, the United States has a created and sustaining purpose. The purpose is to preach, broadcast, and proclaim the gospel to the entire world. I have heard many scholars say that the United States is not in the end time prophecies. There are one of two reasons. Either we do not hold fast to the liberty that God has granted us and take the gospel to all the world, and implode or destroy ourselves, or we have held tight to the gospel and are raptured out. I like to believe it is the second and I do truly believe this. If we look at the word Jerusalem, there we find a mystery and a message in a message. I believe the USA is right in the middle of God’s great plan.

Jer USA lem. The USA has a part in the redemption of mankind, the gospel being preached to all the world, and this is why I believe satan is after our country with a vengeance. If we buy the lie and eat it, we will be destroyed.

Thank God for His truth and for a remnant of Blood bought Christians who are praying. Those that are led by The Spirit are the son’s of God.

I have been in bondage, and I have been free. I am still free and I know it is the only way to live. Those who are arguing and fighting for immorality and sinful life styles to be openly accepted are ushering in death to themselves, and do not realize it. Bondage is definitely disfiguring.

In all my readings and studies I have never heard anyone say, I’m so glad I wasted my life and ruined others lives. No, we hear and read over and over about such persons repenting and being broken. Sorrowing deeply for the death and destruction they accepted and spread to others, only then wishing they could undo the damage. Think about it. Only freedom has beauty. Bondage is ugly and destroys Nations one soul at a time.

Happy Independence Day America. I am proud to be free.


Galatians 5:1 TPT
The perfect law of liberty.–JAS. 1:25. Ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free. Verily, verily, I say unto you, Whosoever committeth sin is the servant of sin. If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed. Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage. For, brethren, ye have been called unto liberty; only use not liberty for an occasion to the flesh, but by love serve one another.  
Anonymous—Daily Light on the Daily Path

The 2,000-pound Liberty Bell rang when the Continental Congress signed the Declaration of Independence

1960s LIBERTY BELL INSIDE INDEPENDENCE HALL PHILADELPHIA (Photo by H. Armstrong Roberts/ClassicStock/Getty Images)


God bless you and keep you and make His face to shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord lift up His countenance on you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette



Nostalgic Scenes of Days Gone By

I don’t want any of you sitting around on your hands. I don’t want anyone strolling off on some path that goes nowhere. (Ephesians 4:1-3 The Message)


Nostalgic scenes of days gone by
Sheets and towels hung out to dry
Sights and scenes of days now few
I can still smell the outdoors, can you
Times were less hurried
And hearts weren’t worried
Others would simply stop to chat
When we didn’t give up because of a spat

When windows were opened and hearts were too
Oh I can remember and drink in this view
Come along and take a walk with me
And let me tell you how it used to be

This scene from my window took me back in time
Can we bring this back and quit being so blind
Could we slow down a bit stop and remember
What it was like to be a defender

Of what was good and edifying
Not death and disgrace and patriotism dying
Of family morals and kindred souls
Yes isn’t time we regain control

This land is your land this land is mine
Didn’t mean we would erase the lines
Of human decency and good verses evil
It meant a face off not accepting the deceitful

Answer me this can we change it with assistance
If you think yes would you help resist it
Would you be the change the earth groans for
A new creation more than folklore

Yes this scene took me back to simpler days
When we were taught not prescribed an opioid haze
When the great outdoors were free and fun
And our children were safe to play and run

Why have we allowed it to get so dark
Because we retreated from the devils bark
We thought to lighten up and not call it sin
Look at the dung heap this decision has left us in

I hear a roaring, saying My people You Draw The Line
So get ready He is amping up time
Take back my people and stand against sin
Where time was more simple it can be again!

© laurette laster


This morning when opening my blinds I was greeted with the view of sheets and towels blowing in the breeze, held fast with clothes pins attached to a clothes line across the street. I said, “oh Greg, our neighbor has their wash hanging on the line.”  I instantly remembered that smell, the fragrance of sheets and towels brought in from clothes lines. I also could see the scene that decorated neighborhood yards from years ago.

Even though my life was far from simple all these years ago, I do remember many days spent with friends and family members. I thought these family members had it made. Everyone pitched it on Saturdays and the house work and the laundry were done. Teamwork is and has always been important to me. This was from a time when life was simple. I was able to spend long lazy weekends at my aunt’s house with my cousins.

I remember many fun filled evenings of playing hide and seek after dark, the homemade ice cream, having to take turns cranking and sitting on the towel over the ice and salt until it was frozen. Running behind the mosquito fogger, (probably not the wisest, but hey we were having fun) and watermelon, yes with salt on the outside picnic table in the backyard. Memories of a time when fun was fun, but only after the work was done.

I also have another memory, one that isn’t fun or fun to think about. This memory is of a time when myself and another girl were innocently walking home on a warm afternoon. This friend and I were walking down a sidewalk on Broadway Street, about a block from where I lived. I was maybe six years old and the girl with me was about eleven or twelve. Two men in a car came around the corner and stopped just prior to pulling out onto Broadway Street almost blocking us from view to anyone on the street. The car turned and stopped abruptly, when the car door opened, and the man in the passenger seat was holding out a bouquet of flowers. They tried to get us to come to the car by waving and motioning with one hand while offering the flowers with the other. I remember knowing something wasn’t right. I get a sick feeling remembering this even today. I believe the two men were attempting to entice her or maybe both of us into their grasp and I also believe they had every intention of abducting either one or both of us. The year would have been 1964.

Days gone by, innocence lost, children at risk, crazy times that have gone extremely crazy, we are more in the need of the grace and care of God than ever before.

Several years ago a boss asked me if I thought hospitality was dead or simply forgotten because it was being ignored. I remember saying I believed it was forgotten and could be brought back to the forefront. I like to believe that if we “resist it” we can make our towns and our streets safer again if only for today. I believe if we call sin, sin and if wrong choices have consequences we can at least have a better existence, if only for today.

I’m very grateful for the sight of clothes hanging on a clothesline that greeted me this morning. What a pleasant memory of days gone by.


God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. the Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. laurette

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Church This Is Our Watch

1 Peter 3:9

The Lord is not slow to fulfill His promise as some understand slowness, but is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish but everyone to come to repentance.

Church This Is Our Watch

The answer and the power
I believe are within our reach
It’s time to return to The God of the Bible
Now this my friends will preach!
Marketing sex with children
While liberals are screaming loudly
Women defining whose rights
With pink anatomy hats worn proudly

Abandon and leave babies to die
Screaming these are women’s rights
Wake Up church this is on our watch
You better believe this is our Fight

Have we looked around
Do we see and hear the vulgarity
I am more perplexed than ever
With the acceptable intrinsic regularity

What is this I see
Played out on the big screen
Why are we allowing them opportunity
To destroy our God given American Dream
I do not want your trash
Scattered about on my lawn
So no I will not ever agree
With blatant immoral ungodly wrongs

We have God’s how to manual
With plans that do protect
The rights God has freely gifted us
And it’s quite simple and very direct

I will not tell our daughters
That they can be a boy
And you don’t  rewrite creation
Bringing sin as a viable decoy

New bizarre ways and extremes
Attempts to make the insane ordinary
This stinks in the nostrils of God
Do we not see the devices of the adversary

He no longer needs to be cunning
Satan doesn’t have to deceive
He simply shows up with a lie
To some that are willing to believe

So maybe just maybe
We could stop and take a look
Each of us to our bible
And read this marvelous  book

Encourage one another in ‘The Truth’
Identify the lies and uncover the plot
Then we could be furthering the kingdom
Doing nothing, this answer is not

Don’t bring a feel good idea
Or some Sunday morning sugary treats
Church we cannot keep pretending
While death and stench plague our streets

The answer and the power
I believe are within our reach
It’s time to get back to the God of the Bible
Now that my friends will preach!

© laurette laster May 2019

Submit yourselves to God,


resist the devil and he will flee from you. (James 4:7)

resist=withstand, oppose, set yourself against, from anti or against, properly to take a complete stance against. Establish ones position publicly, refusing to be moved.


Several months ago, as I was driving, I noticed a buzzard sitting on the Cross of a steeple. This Cross was on top of a steeple that sat on the high roof of a local church. This scene had an eerie and dismal feeling to it. Just seeing it upset me, almost making me gasp. It just wasn’t right. I thought oh no, a buzzard on the Cross. Talk about two extremes or opposites. These two definitely were. The Cross speaks of life, hope, and renewal and eternity with our Lord, while a buzzard is a disposal for dead things.

Is Satan sitting close by, with a watchful eye, as we do nothing?

There was something about this that bothered me but I couldn’t seem to put my finger on it. For me it was a message in a message. I do not believe I had ever seen a buzzard sitting on a Cross before. If I have, I certainly can’t remember.

What was the message? What is the message?

Greg and I often say we do not look for a sign, like finding pennies at various times, but neither do we want to ignore or miss a sign. I do believe God sends us signs along the way if we are paying attention. Often when I have doubts about what God is instructing or leading me to do I will find a penny or a dime, and it’s like a message, from God, to me. I feel like He is saying to me, trust Me.

To me buzzards speak of death and something dark and deadly. It seemed as if I would see several buzzards over the course of the next few months. What was the message? Is there something to this? I would find myself wondering what this meant.

More than once when I would drive by the same church, there would be a buzzard sitting on the Cross. One day when I was out I had my camera and stopped to snap a picture.

The attack is on core values, and our godly structure, and on the basic morality in the United States of America, I believe this is an attack on the freedom of religion and on the Cross of Jesus Christ.

When I say religion I am not talking about any religion aside from Christianity. False teachings and other vain philosophies’ are just that, false. God Almighty calls these false gods and idols, and I agree. What I am talking about when I say religion is the preaching of the Bible, and moral biblical truths, especially The Truth of Jesus Christ is being attacked. Jesus told us to go and make disciples of all nations. He didn’t say sit idly by as people in the world go to hell, and pray on Sundays.

I have heard ministers with world platforms saying that the USA is not a Christian nation. One ministry said Christians should not be involved in politics. I disagree wholeheartedly. But if we are not a Christian nation, then why aren’t we? And if we are not a Christian nation, shouldn’t we be?  Especially if we hold to the bible and believe what Jesus said and follow the instructions He left us.

Some days I feel as if we are living in the twilight zone and I cannot keep silent.

Church this is our watch. We are told to occupy until He comes. So it is time to join forces and speak up and speak out. It is time to get off of our blessed assurance and uncover our ears and open our eyes the danger that lies before us.

God fearing Christians unite and be ready to vote. It is your moral obligation. Our religious freedoms depend on it and we will be held accountable, one day in heaven.

The left seem so open to accept the insanity and immorality as an acceptable lifestyle and alternative. No, no, no, this isn’t acceptable. Sin isn’t new and sinful lifestyles cannot be regulated through laws, for or against sin. The only force strong enough to eradicate sin is the blood of Jesus Christ. No wonder the world and its corrupt systems are against Jesus. Worldly systems are marketing and depend on depravity to keep the big money flowing.

We are to hold a standard. We cannot sit idly by and do nothing as our Nation loses its moral way.

Church this is our watch.

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord make His countenance rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thank you for listening with me. Laurette