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Jeremiah 29:13 “Then you will seek Me and find Me when you search for me with all your heart”. Jeremiah, the prophet, brings hard words to hear. God’s words… “Thus says the Lord of Hosts, the God of Israel, to all the captives whom I have caused to be carried into exile from Jerusalem to Babylon”. The One Who commands the armies of heaven allowed Israel to be taken from the promised land to Babylon as captives. It would take three campaigns to penetrate the walls of Jerusalem and leave her people vulnerable. Those whose lives were not lost in battle were no longer free. God‘s hand of judgment for rebellion, idolatry and disobedience was heavy on the children of Israel. God’s message through Jeremiah told them to “build yourselves houses, and dwell in them; plant gardens, and eat the fruit of them. Take wives and have sons and daughters… Multiply there, and do not be diminished and seek the peace and welfare of the city to which I have caused you to be carried to wake captive, and pray to the Lord for it…”. He told them to get comfortable, live their lives and pray for those who ruled over them… to accept their discipline. God also told them to get rid of their false prophets… to clean up their act and seek Him. On a large scale, God’s setting them straight while revealing His sovereignty. It wasn’t as if they hadn’t been warned. When we see it all unfold, for a brief moment, our breath is taken away. We consider Israel’s tumultuous Exodus from Egypt, the book of Judges, Jerusalem‘s fall and see a historical pattern from the beginning of time even until now. And now, we let it get personal, do a work in our own heart. However we got here, the place where our sin and rebellion took us, it ends with His Grace, if we choose it. He tells us to get comfortable in our discipline, make the best of it, live our lives and ‘clean house’… surrender, submit to Him and His righteousness. We’re to seek Him with our whole heart and He promises we’ll find Him. ‘Feeling’ weak? S

Rick And Morty

God Will Remove What You Keep Clinging To You pray for peace. He removes the people who disturb it. You pray for clarity. He pulls the veil off relationships you thought were solid. You pray for purpose. He closes doors you thought you needed open. And it hurts. Because the removal feels like loss. The silence feels like abandonment. The empty space feels like failure. But here's what He's doing: He's making room. He's not taking away to punish you. He's clearing out what was never meant to stay. That friend who only called when they needed something? That relationship where you gave and gave and they took and took? That connection that always left you feeling smaller, less, drained? He saw it. And He's doing what you couldn't bring yourself to do: Letting it go. Stop asking God to bless what He's already trying to remove. You keep praying for restoration. He keeps showing you the rot. You keep asking why they left. He keeps whispering: "I was protecting you." You keep holding on to what's already gone. He keeps waiting for you to open your hands. Let it fall. The friendships that were one-sided. The love that never loved you back. The approval you've been chasing your whole life. The people who made you feel like you had to shrink to stay in their lives. Let it fall. Because on the other side of empty hands? There's space for what He's about to place there. What God removes, He replaces. Not always with what you expected. Always with what you needed. He doesn't close doors to leave you in the hallway. He closes doors to lead you to the room you were always meant to find. So stop looking back at what He's already moved. Stop trying to rebuild what He tore down. Trust the removal. Trust the silence. Trust that what He's clearing out is making room for something better than you ever asked for. Your hands are about to be filled. But first, they have to be empty. 🙏

Tracy

Yesterday, we went to the shelter to pick up the dog we'd chosen. Life had other plans In a small glass-fronted room, curled on a plain blanket, sat a Maine Coon-huge beautiful, painfully still. His long coat spoke of former pride, and his deep green eyes carried a heaviness almost human He wasn't begging, pacing, or charming anyone. He was simply... there. Silent Motionless. A soul worn thin from waiting too long- The volunteer said softlv, "He's sweet gentle... but people walk right past him because he's older. and Maine Coons car look so serious. In here, he's just giving up." That was enough. That quiet dignity. That misunderstood softness I looked at my partner. No words needed Some decisions happen the moment your heart recognizes someone who deserves a second chance "We're taking him," I said The drive home was quiet. He staved curled up, listening, unsure if this was freedom or another disappointment. But sometimes, he ifted his head, letting sunlight warm his fur -a reminder that comfort still exists, that mavbe this time, it's forever. That night, in his new home, he found a quiet corner and slept the deepest sleep- a neart finally whispering, "I'm safe now." A Maine Coon. An overlooked soul. A new chapter full of love Welcome home, brave bov. You are loved You are valued. You wil never be alone again.

justme

It is with great sadness to share that we’ve lost another space pioneer. Frank Borman was born on March 14, 1928 and was a NASA astronaut, test pilot, and businessman. He was the commander of Apollo 8, the first mission to fly around the Moon, and together with crewmates Jim Lovell and William Anders, became the first of 24 humans to do so, for which he was awarded the Congressional Space Medal of Honor. I personally never got the privilege of meeting him but I’ve heard incredible stories of his kindness and compassion. His last few years he devoted his time to his wife who needed 24 care and was her main caretaker. You’ll be missed Frank, thank you for your contribution to space exploration and manned space flight. We’ll never forget you or all your amazing Mercury, Gemini and Apollo Program colleagues

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