Weekly Travel Theme: Environment

Ailsa has challenged us with the word: ENVIRONMENT this week. To see how others met the challenge go to

http://wheresmybackpack.com/2015/02/27/travel-theme-environment/

Here are some pics of different environs from my archives

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I come from a world of winter and pine forests.

When snow falls, nature listens. ~Antoinette van Kleeff

When snow falls, nature listens. ~Antoinette van Kleeff

And this year all the world has listened to the winter howl in our environment.  Who says there’s no evidence of global climate change?

The bark at Torc

The bark at Torc

All that said I know the world will someday be green again!

Dreams of a Friend.

Words to live by. I feel a new leaf turning over!

J.S. Park

Support your friend’s dreams. If they fail, you still supported them. If they succeed, you always believed in them. Otherwise, even when they succeed, it won’t feel like a victory that can be shared with you. And if they fail, they’ll feel like they disappointed you most. Support dreams, because there’s already so little passion in the world and so few of us go for the life we always wanted.

— J.S.

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Heaven Pt. 163: Soul Secure

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If the Lord had not been on our side—
    let Israel say—
if the Lord had not been on our side
    when people attacked us,
they would have swallowed us alive
    when their anger flared against us;
the flood would have engulfed us,
    the torrent would have swept over us,
the raging waters
    would have swept us away.

Praise be to the Lord,
    who has not let us be torn by their teeth.
We have escaped like a bird
    from the fowler’s snare;
the snare has been broken,
    and we have escaped.
Our help is in the name of the Lord,
    the Maker of heaven and earth Psalm 124: 2-8

I once met a man who believed that because he had accepted Jesus as Lord and Savior that  he would never experience death. He actually thought he would live in his fleshly body forever. Of course that was not truth; It was reaaaaallllly  bad theology.

We laugh at such extremism but I have experienced this same  mindset to varying degrees in many Christian brothers and sisters, devout men and women who take the Scriptures and make them say what they want rather than what they mean. Psalm 124 is a case in point. Some would take this Scripture and have it say “Because I know the God who made Heaven and Earth my enemies can never touch me.”

The problem of course is that sometimes the enemy can touch us. Sometimes the enemy can do far more than touch us. Just ask the man who wrote Psalm 24. On another day, in another place he said.

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Why are you so far from saving me,

so far from my cries of anguish?

2My God, I cry out by day, but you do not answer,

by night, but I find no rest.b

3Yet you are enthroned as the Holy One;

you are the one Israel praises.c

4In you our ancestors put their trust;

they trusted and you delivered them.

5To you they cried out and were saved;

in you they trusted and were not put to shame.

6But I am a worm and not a man,

scorned by everyone, despised by the people.

7All who see me mock me;

they hurl insults, shaking their heads.

8“He trusts in the Lord,” they say,

“let the Lord rescue him.

Let him deliver him,

since he delights in him.”

9Yet you brought me out of the womb;

you made me trust in you, even at my mother’s breast.

10From birth I was cast on you;

from my mother’s womb you have been my God.

11Do not be far from me,

for trouble is near

and there is no one to help.

12Many bulls surround me;

strong bulls of Bashan encircle me.

13Roaring lions that tear their prey

open their mouths wide against me.

14I am poured out like water,

and all my bones are out of joint.

My heart has turned to wax;

it has melted within me.

15My mouthd is dried up like a potsherd,

and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;

you lay me in the dust of death.

16Dogs surround me,

a pack of villains encircles me;

they piercee my hands and my feet. Psalm 22: 1-16 NIV

I know this is a prophetic Scripture about Jesus but it was also written out of the very real experiences of David’s life on the lam (no pun intended). So what happened to escaping from the fowler’s snare? What happened to God’s help? Well it was there all the time. Help just didn’t look like David wanted it to look at that particular moment.

God doesn’t promise to always spare us from trouble. In fact, Jesus said, “In this world you will have trouble” John 16. Heaven isn’t Earth and Earth isn’t Heaven, so let’s stop pretending they are the same.

Even in Psalm 124 God doesn’t promise that we would always escape from bodily harm, although in the NIV that looks to be what He is saying. The truth that is actually being taught though is,” our souls escape from the fowler’s snare” 124:7. (nephesh malat- souls escape)

Even when the enemy has the power to touch our physical realities, he has no power to touch our souls, because our lives are hid with God in Christ according to the Apostle Paul. Child of God, there is a place in the anointing which brings us blessing beyond the curse so that we can say with Paul, “We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; 9persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed. ” 2 Cor. 4:8,9

If it feels like you are under attack today and that you are trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea with no good way out, take heart. The devil may have a hold on you for now but his grip is slipping and he has no power whatever to capture your soul. The real you inside is safe in God’s hands and shall be so as God’s plans for your life are fulfilled. Your life cannot be touched by anything in this reality. The battle of the moment may go to Satan but the victory of forever belongs to you!

Friday Fictioneers: Jesus

Welcome everyone to Friday Fictioneers! Every week Rochelle gives us a new photo prompt and we have to write a piece of flash fiction in a 100 words. You can discover about 100 stories written off of this photo at

https://rochellewisofffields.wordpress.com/2015/02/25/27-february-2015/

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PHOTO PROMPT –© Dawn Q. Landau

Jesus

by JE Lillie

When my father brought the pup home and named him Jesus my mother called him a blasphemer. Dad told her to simmer down.

Jesus followed me to school everyday, listened to my prayers at night and answered every time I called his name.

Jesus was with us the night our house burned down. He led my parents and me out of the fiery furnace then charged back in to drag my baby brother to safety before succumbing to the burns which took most of his fur.

As Jesus lay panting out his final breaths, I realized Dad was really a prophet.

Get acquainted…In Other Words

Try this writing challenge. It’s a blast!

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In Other Words

“I do know my own mind. The trouble is my mind changes and then
I have to get acquainted with it all over again.”
Lucy Maud Montgomery

Use the quote or the author as inspiration for a post;
a story…fiction or non-fiction, a poem or memory,
a commentary, opinion or just a picture.
Write something new about 250.-500 words.
Add your post’s link (for this prompt) to, In Other Words.
Somewhere in your post add a link back to, In Other Words,
doesn’t matter where…it can be text or logo at the end.
The link will start Wednesday soon after midnight EST and close the following Tuesday.
Visit other contributors.  We all love comments and encouragement for our efforts.

Be creative and have fun!

Click on the blue frog to add your link
and to see who has linked to this post and visit them.

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In Other Words…Get Acquainted

In Other Words

This week Patricia has asked us to write a piece of flash fiction off of a quote from  Lucy Maud Montgomery.

“I do know my own mind. The trouble is my mind changes and then
I have to get acquainted with it all over again.”

Check out how others have written it at

http://patriciasplace.me/2015/02/25/13182/

Here are my thoughts…

The Window To My Soul

by JE Lillie

“Shut up.” I said

“No. If you don’t like it just walk away.” He spat. Little droplets of moisture dotted the glass between us.

“Why do you always have to make things so hard on me? I just wanted to have some fun. I’ve earned it.”

“That’s your idea of fun?” He managed to choke out.

His face was getting redder by the minute. My blood pressure was rising just looking at him. But this is how it always was between us. I would do something I thought nothing of and he had to make a major production out of it.

The guy thought he knew me because of the length of our acquaintance. The truth was he never really empathized with me for one moment. He never gave me a break, never understood what my life was like. He was just always there doling out the advice for the price of his right to castigate me.

“Yes I thought that was fun and I am sick of your constant harping on me.” I shouted back in his face.

“Fine!” He shrieked.

“Fine!” I bellowed.

I walked away from the mirror confident I had put the jerk in his place.
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Butter Side Up, Butter Side Down…

Give it to God and there is no wrong side of the bed.

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Isn’t it strange how we allow odd occurrences to excuse how we approach and react to our everyday circumstances?  Our toast falling butter side down, which side of the bed we get up from, how much caffeine we’ve had or how much sugar we have ingested.

Of course if we actually kept track each individual circumstance, we would recognize that the odds of that buttered piece of toast will land on the buttered side is 50%.  The same odds that flipping a genuine coin will turn up heads.  We have no control over this.  Nor can it affect the rest of our day.  The same with getting up on the wrong side of the bed.  If you got up on the wrong side this morning, then go back to bed and get up on the other side!  We constantly look for excuses to make our own personal responsibility for things less internal and…

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