Walking by Faith, Not by Sight Janet Perez Eckles May 7, 2021 Reblogged May 8, 2021 While I folded laundry, Joe, my four-year-old son, and his friend…This is the greatest need for a Mom
Sharing this post that I wrote two years ago. Perfect for Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday. God bless and keep you all!
“At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom.” (Matthew 27:51, NIV)
The temple curtain, or veil, was torn from top to bottom at the moment Jesus gave up his spirit (Matthew 27:50). Why is this significant? Let’s go back to Exodus and the Tabernacle. This was a place God’s spirit could dwell, and the Israelites could worship God.
8 “Then have them make a sanctuary for me, and I will dwell among them.9 Make this tabernacle and all its furnishings exactly like the pattern I will show you.” (Exodus 25: 8-9, NIV)
God gave specific instructions to Moses for the Tabernacle and the Most Holy Place.
31 “Make a curtain of blue, purple and scarlet yarn and finely twisted linen, with cherubim woven into it by a skilled worker. 32 Hang it with gold hooks on four posts of acacia wood overlaid…
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Today is the one year anniversary of my mom’s death. The moment I found out she had left this earth, it took my breath away. It hurt, and was very difficult. It’s the bitter and the sweet. She was no longer suffering and in the arms of Jesus, but she left all of us. We have to go on without her until we meet again in heaven. I look forward to that day.
Thank you God for making Heaven. And thank you for Mom.
The last day of 2019 was Mom’s last day on Earth. Even though we knew it was coming, it still really hurts. No matter what, you’re just not ready to say goodbye. I wasn’t, that’s for sure. Selfishly, I wanted more time. Come on Lord, give her a few more years. Then I don’t have to deal with that pain quite yet. Yet, here I am grieving. Not ready for it. Who is ever prepared to grieve?
I have peace. That’s the funny part. I have complete peace of where my mom is, heaven. Mom loved Jesus and knew Him as her Savior and Lord. She is not suffering anymore. That makes me so happy! Mom spent most of her life sick. She is now free of all pain and suffering. She wasn’t big on complaining, so most people would never know just how much illness and disease she…
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Thank you to all U.S. Veterans! My family is filled with Veterans, including my USAF Vet husband. May God bless and keep you and yours.
Read a few of my family military stories below.
My grandpa, Michael T. Whitney, served in the U.S. Navy during WWI. He was just a kid, like so many of that time. Enlisting at 16, he lied about his age, also a fairly common practice of young men in those days. Grandpa was the son of Irish immigrant parents, one of nine children. Maybe the Navy was his chance for adventure. I can only speculate since he died before I was born. I do know that he was on a troop ship, which brought troops to Europe. Grandpa worked in the engine room. That must have been grueling work. There was plenty of danger for him in the Navy during the Great War as German U-Boats sunk many U.S. ships.
All three of my grandpa’s sons, including my dad, served in the U.S. Military. Uncle Tom was in the Army during WWII. He was part of The Battle of…
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Please check out this brand new podcast called, Two Christians & a Jew. One of the Christian’s is fellow blogger, Jennifer Brown Jones. Jennifer is a Professor of Old Testament with a PhD in Christian Theology. She is smart, and very down to Earth. The co-hosts are wonderful as well. One is a Christian and the other is an Orthodox Jew. If you are like me, and want to learn more about Hebrew scripture from a fresh new perspective go to the link and give their first podcast a listen. It’s honest, interesting, and very informative. You just might learn something new.
The last six months have been crazy at our house. I’m guessing you feel the same way.
Life during Covid with an autistic son who lost his structure while dealing with surging hormones has meant that I’ve had to re-prioritize and re-balance almost everything. Blogging was something that had to be set aside for awhile, but I’ve missed you.
As things began to settle a bit when school started up part-time in August, I started thinking about writing again. Honestly, though, I didn’t know what to say. I felt empty. Tired. I simply didn’t feel like I had anything left to give anyone. But God . . .
In this season, I’ve avoided social media. For some “unknown” reason, though, one day out of the blue I decided to check Twitter. It was the first time in months. As I scrolled, I saw some friends having a conversation about…
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