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What was it like?

“So they ran into the village and found their way to Mary and Joseph. And there was the baby, lying in a feeding trough.

But Mary treasured all these things in her heart and often pondered what they meant.”
‭‭(Luke‬ ‭2:16, 19‬ ‭TPT)‬‬
I find too often the romanticized and dramatic themes surrounding the events may well diminish the reality.

Why would Mary need to ponder the words of Gabriel, or the shepherds and others for what they meant? Did she not know, did she not understand?

Could she see the trough was to be a sign, a picture of a future fulfillment? Could she understand that giving birth in the Temple Stable would also be pointing to a futuristic time? How could anyone not understand all this? Did Gabriel mention or take time to explain to Mary the harsh grueling reality facing her and her newborn babe? Did he? This painting hangs in my house becoming one of my favorite. To me this is the reality. A young husband obedient to messages received in dreams and a young woman with a promise from a supernatural encounter with the one who stands in the presence God. Mary now a new mother giving birth all alone with a man she hasn’t even been intimate with, giving birth in the Temple Stable at Migdol Adar. The place where lambing was overseen for the sacrifices. The lambs for Temple sacrifice at Passover had to be without spot or blemish. The lambs wrapped and swaddled to protect them from blemishes during the awkward stage, did anyone see the symbolism? Did Gabriel explain all these signs to Mary? Or was she ushered along the way? Was she amazed? Was she astounded? Was Joseph amazed? Did they live life day to day?


I believe it is safe and secure to say God used the OANTKB?

On a need to know basis, (the giving of information that has remained secret or kept hidden until it is needed to be shown or known by a particular party or parties.

Would Mary and Joseph question their call? Would Joseph ever question or ask why me. Would Mary wonder asking herself if she heard correctly? Would Mary ever say did I imagine this? I believe it is completely reasonable to say yes they did because they like us are human. But oh the joy unspeakable as they sit in heaven today knowing their role changed history and is still the greatest GIFT ever given to mankind. The gift of our Savior born of a virgin laid in a feeding trough…

Be careful when thinking the decorations

 And all of the festive trimmings

 Are the meaning of the Christmas season

 Because it is in giving, His love was brimming

 Yes Christmas would come in the form of a babe

 Swaddled and lain in a manger

 But the love poured out, that is the gift

 Couldn’t have felt any stranger

 Yes the true cost of love is to Give

 Insurmountable, amazing and immeasurable 

 For the real Christmas story is told

 His love came down and it was inevitable

How can you receive this gift that came at Christmas

Well lets look to see if it comes with instructions

Oh yes I’ve found them in His own words

How about this for the introduction

Repent and be baptized simply believe

 The gift of Love, Christmas has truly come

New life New Hope, The Gift

God’s perfect gift, His only begotten Son!

Yes we celebrate the birth of Christ

Can you believe this story is true

The only gift fit for our King

Here’s hoping to Heaven you do

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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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Hello December

I bring you good news
that will cause great joy for all the people.
Today a Savior has been born to you;
He is the Messiah, The Lord.
““Glory to God in the highest heaven, and on earth peace to those on whom His favor rests.””
‭‭Luke‬ ‭2: 10-11, 14
Who could believe such a thing? Not only could they believe, they had waited earnestly, looking intently.

Hello December…
I love December, I love celebrating the birth of Christ our King! Our Savior! Our Redeemer! The One who fulfilled the Law, The One the Prophets prophesied about, looking intently searching the scriptures to learn when the things showed them might come to be, when The Messiah would arrive (1 Peter 1:10-11). Immanuel, God with us, mentioned in every book of the Bible. Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of a Peace (Isaiah 9:6). The babe born of a virgin, delivered to be our sacrifice, slain as the spotless lamb of God to take away the sin of the world (John 1:29), crucified as a sinner yet never sinned, rose from the dead, found worthy to break the seals and to open the scroll (Rev 5), soon returning King, The Redeemer of mankind; that is for all that would call on His Name!
The Light has come!
Who could believe such a thing? Well, here’s hoping to Heaven you do!

Was Jesus Christ The Messiah born in December? No, there are many proofs He was not born in December. Is the Christmas celebration wrong? I do not think so. There are many memorials and moed mentioned in the Bible.
Do I HATE the commercialism of the events celebration, oh yes. But I can’t let what the world does hinder the reverence and worship in my heart and I really pray you do not either.

Christmas is about setting aside a mass, a ‘celebration’ of God’s duly devoted, prophesied, heralded and fulfilled word coming to pass, Immanuel God with us.

In the beginning was The WORD, and The WORD was with God and The WORD was God. The WORD became flesh and dwelt among us ( Gospel of John 1)
Christmas is about Christ, and we who celebrate, celebrate Christmas everyday.
Christmas delivered the gift that keeps on giving.
Have you received “The Gift of Christmas?”
“Here’s hoping to heaven you do.”

“A glorious night yes I’ll say
When shepherds heard the news
Today in the city of David
Good News, God’s gift was delivered for you.”
(Excerpt from Out For Delivery poem © laurette laster)

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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Hello September-Welcome Teshuvah

Hello September-Welcome Teshuvah

When September comes
Will I be changed
What is the difference
Between months and names

When September arrives
Will I just know
Is it in the morning
Or at evenings glow

What do I wish
For September to bring
It’s the twelfth of Elul
This month will be so amazing

Journey with me
In heartfelt lamenting
Into reflections
And pure repentance

Clearing the way
Cutting out brush
We have forty days
No need to rush

Sit and reflect
With The Father’s heart
In sweet Teshuvah Time
What will He impart

“I am my Beloveds
My Beloved is mine”
Forty days of our repentance
Blessed Teshuvah Time

Copyright © laurette laster 9/2019

In a world of crazy our instruction is ‘be still’. In a time of chaos we know that He who holds the world hears our prayers. In the absurdity and uncertainty of worldly words those of us in Christ have The Spirit of Truth as our guide.
September has deep meaning to some, to others it may be overlooked, but mark my words, He who holds Israel holds the world and especially the United States of America.

Heavenly Father, we dedicate this month to prayer. Shepherd and guide our souls. Lead us to seek for and find You. Teach us how to rededicate our lives to the purity of holiness as You walk us into the truth of repentance, ushering in the restoration promised in Your word.

Amen

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If My People- Teshuvah 2020

Oh Sweet Teshuvah, the holy appointed season of repentance is here. Oh,  did I mention this is my favorite time of the year, or at least one of my favorite. This year I sense a deeper draw, not personal but corporate. I feel the call to sound an alarm for those who say we are Christians. It is time to Wake Up, Stand Up and most of all Speak Up.  

Don’t miss this time of the year. You have an appointment with The Lord of the harvest.

This year I have a deep ache for our Nation and the condition of the heart and heartbeat of America.
God is not finished with The United States. The gospel of Jesus Christ is preached and must continue to be preached to all the earth from the United States of America. We however must turn back to the standard of holiness set by God and to the God of the Bible in our pulpits. No more watered down lukewarm gospel to tickle the ears of the complacent.

God is allowing this insanity to wake us up
The alarm has been sounding for several years, and many hit the snooze button many times. Now is not the time to be found slumbering.

Wake Up Church!

Are you awake yet?

Is your family awake?

Are your fiends awake?

Are you praying?

Webster’s Dictionary
Reprieve: to give relief or deliverance to or for a time.

2 Chronicles 7:14

If My people
Do you know who you are
You have an assignment
Your country has drifted so far

Yes! Call on My Name
The Great I Am
The God of your Nation
Seek My plan

Repent and Turn
Pray and Seek
Humble yourselves
Allow Me to speak

Turn away from complacency
Being unaware and misinformed
The promise on My altar stands
For your Nation to be reformed

Complaining and acceptance
While allowing the apostasy
Has opened the way
For socialism and Agnostacy

Pick up your promise
Fall to your knees
Cry out to Me
Dare to believe

Repent and cry out
Praying only to Me
I will hear and heal
Set your land free

The land that loves Me
Free to spread the gospel
If you return and seek for Me
Only then is this possible

Turn back, turn around
Call out and believe
I Am is listening
In His hand our reprieve

© laurette laster
Day 2 Teshuvah 2020

“Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord;
and the people whom he hath chosen for his own inheritance” (Psalms 33:12).

“Behold, I come at once, and my reward is with me, and I shall give to every person according to his work” (Revelation 22:12 Aramaic Plain English).

In 2016 The Lord spoke to me, “I am not judging America I will have to judge My church for the condition of the United States of America.” Talk about a sobering thought and a wake up call. As believers we have been given authority, dominion, and a voice for change. We are called to occupy until He comes. We are ambassadors for Christ and ministers of reconciliation. We must understand the time we are in and the fight we are called to fight. For far too long, Christians, have thought it was the will of the Lord for us to be docile and sweet. I challenge this thinking. Jesus said since the days of John the Baptist the kingdom of heaven has suffered violence and the violent take it by force. This don’t judge and be nice attitude while sounding sweet is completely anti God and has allowed the enemy to seduce and entice our young people, ushering in a spirit of hatred and division. I urge you to pray and intercede for the sake of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and for the United States of America to fulfill her purpose.

We must take our place and let our voices be heard, first in heaven and then at the polls. Pray and Vote.

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

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

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I Come to the Garden Alone

I Come to the Garden Alone
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A trip to the garden
This morning at dawn
A cup of coffee
Out to the lawn

What did I see
Behold the new
Watering all
First blooms in view

I want to be a popcorn
Bunch of roses
Each a surprise
Fragrant poses

Pink, yellow, corral
Cream and white
All from the same
A beautiful sight

Is it yellow
Or maybe orange
Mum’s first bloom
Is being reborn

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Transplanted or bare
Roots grabbing hold
New ground taken
Let go of the old

Early trip to the garden
This morning at dawn
Learning from flowers
How to press on

Seemed muggy and hot
When I first began
Now cool and fresh
Do you see the plan

Prayers like water
Faith like rain
Rise and pray
It is not in vain

© laurette laster

“God always makes his grace visible in Christ, who includes us as partners of his endless triumph. Through our yielded lives he spreads the fragrance of the knowledge of God everywhere we go. We have become the unmistakable aroma of the victory of the Anointed One to God—a perfume of life to those being saved and the odor of death to those who are perishing.”
‭‭2 Corinthians‬ ‭2:14-15‬ ‭TPT

 

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Vision in 2016

The Monday before Election Day 2016, Greg and I were at Sister Billye Brim’s Prayer Mountain cabins. We had gone away for a long weekend. Early Monday morning I woke up and I said to Greg, I had a dream. No I had a vision. It was so real that I got up to write down the vision when a word God had given me concerning where satan attacks believers.
On this particular trip Greg and I experienced a lot of spiritual warfare.
We headed home to be at church for a special prayer service that evening concerning the election and I shared this.
God spoke as I picked up notebook about where satan attacks believers.

I had no way of knowing how profound the vision would be or how dark the swamp was. I couldn’t imagine journalist becoming hate twisted and evil hate mongers or how evil the media would turn. When God gives a vision it is serious.

In my vision a man in his 50’s (who I did not know) came out dressed in a khaki colored suit (???) to address this very large assembly. In my vision Greg and I were seated in the front rows. Keep in mind this was the morning before Election Day and I wasn’t fully awake when I began to write.

This morning praying and seeking The Lord I grabbed my bible, opening it I saw my note from 2016. I am praying for the breach and standing in the gap for the rebellion and the rebellious. Because they are heaping damnation on their own heads and fighting against God and good.

I now understand the general assembly the man was addressing. Read Hebrews 12:22-23. It wasn’t as large as I would have thought. I know this assembly’s only concerned the USA. If you say you are a Christian is your name written in the Lambs book of life? Is there evidence and is there fruit in your life?

Perhaps the assembly I saw and was a part of or is those given a specific fight and getting specific fighting orders. I just know it was not a humongous assembly and that does concern me. I also know like with the story of Gideon, God’s biggest battles can be fought and won with smaller numbers. I don’t add this to cause fear, but i do suggest every person who names the Name of Jesus check their connections.

Original note

God help us pray!

What a timely reminder.

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Sunset in June

First sunset in June

Speaks loud and proud

Colors more vibrant

In the framework of clouds

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Sunset in June

Is there a message

Keep the Faith

While witnessing the wreckage

 

The enemy is raging

His plans will not succeed

Like this sunset in June

My word will impede

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Speak and declare

Stand and believe

Sunset in June

Hope is an anchor when received

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Faith Hope and Love

These three remain

The greatest is love

If we ascertain

 

 

When the violence ends

The evil is spent

Sunset in June

Pray they repent

 

Revival is coming

Will sweep across the land

When this carnage is over

I’ll make a demand

 

 

Each must give account

For their devious actions

Beautiful Sunset in June

Hope is His glorious attraction

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© laurette laster

 

Today I moved these wooden word plaques to a different area. I had the tape measure ready. Wanting them centered and even, I was holding them trying to get a visual of how I wanted them arranged. I wasn’t sure if I would leave a space in between each one or have them touching. Grabbing them and holding them together I decided on the placement seen in the picture.

I thought this is it and grabbed for my tape measure. Just when I did I had a revelation: If you center hope the placement for faith and love become simple.

Tonight the sunset was so spectacular that I had to grab my camera and go get some pictures. You can have hope in the midst of madness,  you can have hope in a tunnel of turbulence, and you can have hope in the center of crisis. The sun shining in the center of the clouds made the colors magnificent. Keeping Jesus in the center will give us the beautiful prize to run after.

 I love when The Lord Jesus pulls back the curtain and shows me a message in a message. Yes I felt like God was speaking to me in my simple task. “Center hope” and faith and love line up. Keep Jesus as the anchor for your soul and have hope in God. Then just like we see, faith and love automatically hem us in. And by all means do not leave a space in between. These three are to be continual just as the apostle Paul tells us in 1 Corinthians 13:13.

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“Until then, there are three things that remain: faith, hope, and love–yet love surpasses them all. So above all else, let love be the beautiful prize for which you run.” (TPT).

In a time of evil and violence I choose to have Hope (Hebrews 6:19) as my center, with faith and love hemming me in. How about you?

 

Sharing my thoughts brought about by the first glorious Sunset in June and rearranging some simple wooden word plaques and a word from The Lord that changes everything. Keep your eyes fixed and feet shod. And by all means if you see injustice do all you can to stop it. If you cannot stop it, report it.

 

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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Memorial Day

Memorial Day Poem

We owe the brave men and women who fought for our Nation a great debt of gratitude. What we do with the freedoms they have helped secure is how we show or shun their sacrifice.

Have we become distant and disengaged?

“During the Civil War there were some many casualties that nearly every citizen in the United States was directly affected by the conflict. Families and friends of soldiers who lost their lives decided to honor the sacrifices made of the fallen by spending a day of the year decorating their graves, with the rise the establishment of military cemeteries around the nation transformed into a community event.

On May 30, 1868, the first official Decoration Day was declared by General John A. Logan and observed at Arlington National Cemetery. Volunteers decorated the graves of more than 20,000 Union and Confederate soldiers.

During World War II, decoration day was expanded and renamed Memorial Day to honor all Americans who died in military service. The day became a national holiday in 1971.” (Information from PBS)

As nations rise–Prepare the way And glorify the Name of Jesus Christ

Memorial Day

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I hear their words
Telling of this story
Accounts of history
While recounting the glory

We should take a moment
Let’s get silent and hush
Listen as they speak
What is it they are saying to us

We never intended to fight
We didn’t comprehend
For reasons then unknown
Fashioned by God’s own hand

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Born out of war
Hearts cry to be free
Then fought again to secure
Laying down our life for liberty

Fought against brother
To put an end to slavery
Ushered into 2 World Wars
Reunited in bravery

Fighting had divided us
The call to war we United again
When they thought to overtake
Destroy this great land

We gathered around
Raised this battle cry
God bless America
Protect her or die

Marching off to war
Cost exacted to be free
Willingly we gave all
Paid the price of Liberty

What we didn’t know
Could never envision
That it could be forgotten
Throw some in derision

Statues torn down
Memorials banished
What is their purpose
What If our memories vanish

We speak from the grave
Hear our battle cry
Oh brothers and sisters
Kiss this apostasy goodbye

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

 

 

We ask of you
Never Let them forget
Don’t allow our memories to gray
Or cause us regret

For we do shudder to think
You cannot imagine
Where you would be today
Trust me you cannot even fathom

The battles we fought, gave our all
We would do it again
Will you protect
Fight and Take a stand

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Memorial Day A day to remember
People of God unite
Life liberty and justice are in your hands
If you exercise your voting right

©️ laurette laster 2020

This past month The Lord has expounded to me that the United States of America has been a warring Nation since our inception. I believe the curtain was pulled back allowing me to see this truth. The USA, the Nation who desired to not war was born out of war, for war, to war and secure and protect our religious freedoms. Their sacrifices allow us today to take the next step.

We fought for our freedom from Europe, then we fought over morality. After this we were drawn into two World Wars. We’ve had other wars, Korean, Vietnam, and the Persian Gulf War, bringing the total number of causalities to 1.1 million who gave their lives.

You may he asking how this applies. Think about this; the gospel of Jesus Christ is preached to the world from the United States of America. Today we have a fight on our hands. I would hate to think their battles were in vain.

I cannot sit down and be quiet nor am I supposed to. I will not silence the battle cry. It is time to stand up, speak up, and show up. Anything less would be disgraceful.

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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Counting the Omer

 

Counting the Omer

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When counting the Omer

A days measure counts

Leading into weeks

Forty nine required amount

 

Feast of Weeks mentioned

It is the name of His Feast

What is this purpose

For what do we seek

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What is the Omer

Why so much instruction

Given specific details

Do not allow obstruction

 

The promise to write His laws

In our minds and on our hearts

By counting the Omer

When do we start

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Beginning after Passover

When The Lamb was slain

But why now barley

What is the picture of grain

 

A verbal counting

Prepare to receive the law

Think about it, in one accord

At Sinai there was a roll call

 

We should stop and consider

Their obedience and sacrifice

Just how frightening

This entire experience

Jesus on the Cross

Feast of Weeks

By counting the days

Reaching forty nine

Just one more to say

 

For Pentecost arrived

Had fully come

Started by counting

Beginning with one

 

God has a plan

Perfect and exemplary

If we shall yet obey

Study His vast treasury

 

And when The Day had fully come

Waiting as Jesus commanded

Peter, the others, and Mary were there

And not a one left empty handed

 

The Gift Of His Spirit

Has been fully poured out

In full measure we understand

The Omer count

© laurette laster April 2019

These are Pentecost clouds. They have the appearance of steam and mist that rise up and come from rolling waves. There has been so much talk about Tsunamis. I think this is a picture of an outpouring.

At Sinai, God, handed down to the children of Israel The Law of God. At Pentecost He poured out over and into His obedient ones His goodness, writing His laws in our hearts and on our minds.

This goodness is secured only by the blood and passion poured out by Jesus Christ. Today at sundown begins the last week of Pentecost. Today is day 43 of counting the Omer. It is also Jerusalem Day. On Shavuot the Torah was given and at Pentecost Holy Spirit came as the sound of a mighty rushing wind… Are you ready?

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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A Tribute to Mothers

She is like a trading ship bringing divine supplies from the merchant. 

 

A Tribute to Mothers

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The crowns of our mothers

Strength and dignity hers

Not jewels and dainty gems

Nor leather, minks, and furs

 

More like grit and tenacity

Mingling with her grace

It was determination in the trial

Etching the lines on her face

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If I could trace those lines

Where would the roadmap lead

I would understand

I need to pick up speed

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It was dogged resistance

No telling what behind that smile

But she didn’t ever quit

More than once going the extra mile

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Struggles polished her inner beauty

Through it all priceless treasures secured

Oh the gold and pearls of wisdom

From the tragedies she endured

 

Those hands worked harder than any

Not the life she desired nor dreamed

With grace she continued onward

Silencing the fear and inward screams

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“You know your mama loves you”

Sweet words I miss today

For now she lives in glory

On earth she saw her end of days

 

Hard work, struggles with heartache

The crowns our mothers displayed

Become half the woman she was

Well I can only pray

 

The crowns worn by our mothers

Transcend words and definition

You must look deep within

To understand their royal position

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Those who have held us up

 

 

May not seem like dignity to others

But to those who knew them well

Their stories ebb from lessons in trials

The crowns of our Mothers, from a love they can tell

 

2019 Copyright © laurette laster

 

Happy Mother’s Day, to my mom in heaven

 

Through her struggles, trials, hardships, lessons, losses, wins, victories, and the many tragedies, I watched her life go from rags to riches. No earthly wealth that some would call riches. But peace with God through forgiveness, that brought an afterglow to her life. We had many supernatural experiences, more precious than diamonds, and more costly that gold. For this I am so grateful.

 

Due to extreme hardships her beginning was not effortless grace on a sofa of luxuries. Some would describe her as hard, or maybe callous but underneath was the heart of gold. However, I’ve yet to meet or find a more loyal, determined, tenacious, ferocious mama bear; not only to hers but others along the way. I never saw her quit.

 

I watched our mother work; (becoming her helper in later years), long hours, rebuild after life changing tragedy (more than once), work to repair damage caused by mistakes made, give back, help others, and train and equip employees, and mentor many women along her journey. But I never saw her quit.

 

She gave me the best she had; I am a better woman today for it. Because I never saw her quit.

 

I’m grateful I had a front row seat in the redemption story of the life of my mother, Donna B. She was not only my best friend on earth, but also my mentor, my encourager, my trainer, and disciplinarian when needed. After a few experiences I became a quick study, thankfully not a lot of discipline was needed.

 

Not a day goes by that I don’t miss her. When I watch others with their moms today I will smile; I don’t cry like I thought I would, I just smile and wonder what the reunion in heaven will be.

My desire to make her proud is as strong today as it was when she was here on earth. Her early years of sadness were difficult, but I witnessed the great exchange, God gifting her the oil of joy for mourning, in her latter years. Because she never quit.

 

I fight and win today, in the blessings God is gracing me, knowing this is for and from her losses. I am walking in the fullness of hopes and prayers she prayed, the prayers she thought went unheard. The prayers she believed wouldn’t come true or didn’t manifest. They didn’t in her life, or her mother before her, but I know I am gleaning from these precious fruits. How could I not run the race set before me? When she didn’t quit.

 

I am the recipient of seeds sown by the strong women who have gone before me. I glean from gardens I didn’t till or weed, eat choice foods I didn’t harvest, because she paid a price to bring recovery alive in our family. For this I am grateful. And I never saw her quit.

 

She wasn’t perfect to others, but she was to me.

“Because I never saw her quit.”

She tried quitting a few times but a swift warning from someone she loved and respected jarred her into reality. And then she never quit.

 

We have a promise from Christ; to those that overcome I will give them a seat with Me.

Here and now, but for eternity to come. Because they never quit, we persevere and never quit!

 

To him that overcometh will I grant to sit with Me in my throne, even as I also overcame, and am set down with my Father in his throne. (Revelation 3:21 KJV)

 

“She searches out continually to possess that which is pure and righteous. She delights in the work of her hands. She gives out revelation-truth to feed others. She is like a trading ship bringing divine supplies from the merchant. Even in the night season she arises and sets food on the table for hungry ones in her house and for others.

She wraps herself in strength, might, and power in all her works. She tastes and experiences a better substance, and her shining light will not be extinguished, no matter how dark the night. She stretches out her hands to help the needy and she lays hold of the wheels of government. She is known by her extravagant generosity to the poor, for she always reaches out her hands to those in need. She is not afraid of tribulation, for all her household is covered in the dual garments of righteousness and grace. Her clothing is beautifully knit together— a purple gown of exquisite linen.

Bold power and glorious majesty are wrapped around her as she laughs with joy over the latter days. Her teachings are filled with wisdom and kindness as loving instruction pours from her lips. She watches over the ways of her household and meets every need they have.

So go ahead and give her the credit that is due, for she has become a radiant woman and all her loving works of righteousness deserve to be admired at the gateways of every city!” (Proverbs 31:13-15, 17-22, 25-27, 31 TPT)