HERE IS OUR FOURTH DEVOTIONAL THOUGHT FROM LAST SUNDAY’S SERMON FROM MATTHEW CHAPTER 11.

HERE IS OUR FOURTH DEVOTIONAL THOUGHT FROM LAST SUNDAY’S SERMON FROM MATTHEW CHAPTER 11.

Listen, I know not everyone is going to agree with me about this subject matter. Some people may even be offended by it. That said, I think everyone should know that Heaven is real and that the Kingdom of Heaven is coming to Earth in actuality.

Further, I believe that everyone should know that Jesus made it possible for us to participate in the coming Kingdom. In fact He made a way for us to be co-heirs with Him in that kingdom.

I think everyone should know that in order to be co-heirs with Christ, we have to actively cast our lot in with Jesus. We do this by believing that His life death and resurrection were things done to save us from ourselves. This belief should cause us to understand He is with us now in Spirit and that we need to follow Him, because belief is head knowledge activated into heart action.

I believe everyone should know that they have free choice to believe or not, but belief is not going to help or hinder this reality from manifesting. We just don’t have that kind of power even with our greatest faith or effort we cannot hold back the prophesied future.
HERE IS OUR NEXT DEVOTIONAL THOUGHT “COME TO JESUS”.




As part of my life rhythm for 2025 and 2026, I have designated Wednesdays and Sundays as Creative writing days here on LILLIE-PUT. It is time for me to get back to the writing process which I have too long neglected.

So each Wednesday and each Sunday I will be using a prompt either from one of my “Writer’s Remedy” jars or from WordPress. This week I have chosen to practice a new form of poetry called an OVI. This is a form introduced to me by RONOVANWRITES.
You can click the link above to check out the style requirements of the poem if you want to join in. Ronovan’s inspiration subject for our poetry this week is the word: RESPECT

MAKING ROOM
The threads are spinning fast today.
Options increase hiding the Way
Of life. It’s a high price to pay.
We cling to woven forms not ours.
“This land, this cash, this right is mine!”
We shout, we scream, we cry, we whine,
We don’ t know destiny refined?
Chances at brotherhood are lost.
I hear a voice cry, “Please! Respect!
My weaving should have an effect!”
It’s One whose love we should reflect.
We’re pieces of His tapestry.
So, in my thread, I’m making room.
For those who’d come out from the gloom
To spin at the Great Weaver’s loom.
Just parts of the Weaver’s story.
