LONG Prayers

 

Monday, September 14, 2026

I cry aloud to God, aloud to God, and he will hear me.  I sought the Lord in my day of trouble.  My hands were continually lifted up all night long; I refused to be comforted.  I think of God; I groan; I meditate; my spirit becomes weak. Selah

You have kept me from closing my eyes; I am troubled and cannot speak.  I consider days of old, years long past.  At night I remember my music; I meditate in my heart, and my spirit ponders.  “Will the Lord reject forever
and never again show favor? Has his faithful love ceased forever? Is his promise at an end for all generations? Has God forgotten to be gracious? Has he in anger withheld his compassion?” Selah

So I say, “I am grieved that the right hand of the Most High has changed.”        I will remember the Lord’s works; yes, I will remember your ancient wonders.  I will reflect on all you have done and meditate on your actions.  God, your way is holy.  What god is great like God?  You are the God who works wonders; you revealed your strength among the peoples.  With power you redeemed your people, the descendants of Jacob and Joseph. Selah

The water saw you, God.  The water saw you; it trembled.  Even the depths shook.  The clouds poured down water.  The storm clouds thundered; your arrows flashed back and forth.  The sound of your thunder was in the whirlwind; lightning lit up the world.  The earth shook and quaked.  Your way went through the sea and your path through the vast water, but your footprints were unseen.  You led your people like a flock by the hand of Moses and Aaron.  Psalm 77:1-20

Whenever I hear the phrase “long prayer” my mind goes back to childhood days when any prayer seemed too long at the dinner table when I was hungry.  A bit sacrilegious at worst, and ungrateful at best, I just hated to let good food get cold!

But another sense of “long” praying is when you’re suffering, and it seems like Heaven has closed-up shop for the season.  The Psalmist has prayed through the night, hands lifted up like a broken puppy, and he wonders, has God forgotten to be gracious?  This is the lament of one who counted upon God’s help and feels so alone, as if the universe has moved on without him.  The game is over…all is lost.  Ever felt that way?  Ever felt like just giving up?

Well, don’t start the pity party just yet; the Psalmist was only warming up.  In lament praying, he has started by owning his feelings and assessing what he can see. 

¹⁰ So I say, “I am grieved that the right hand of the Most High has changed.”       

But then…faith takes over:

^11-13 I will remember the Lord’s works; yes, I will remember your ancient wonders.  I will reflect on all you have done and meditate on your actions.  God, your way is holy.  What god is great like God?  

The praying man begins to pray in the confidence of a man with broken confidence; shaken by the world and all it holds, he does what is unthinkable to those who don’t know God….he lifts up faith, the evidence of things not seen.[1]  He restates his confidence in God’s love and care.

For You Today

If life has handed you nothing but lament lately, recall that life is always full of that.  There is plenty of suffering to be had by all.  But while you suffer, make your long prayer a Godly one…own your shaken faith, and then lift that faith to the God who is the author of it all.  Do your lamenting well.  As He loved Israel, He will also love you!

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!  

[1] Title and Other Images: Pexels from Pixabay  Unless noted, Scripture from Christian Standard Bible^©

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[1] Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.  Hebrews 11:1

The Whip of Fear

                                                 Friday, September 11, 2026

As Pharaoh approached, the Israelites looked up and there were the Egyptians coming after them! The Israelites were terrified and cried out to the Lord for help.  They said to Moses, “Is it because there are no graves in Egypt that you have taken us away to die in the wilderness? What have you done to us by bringing us out of Egypt?  Isn’t this what we told you in Egypt: Leave us alone so that we may serve the Egyptians? It would have been better for us to serve the Egyptians than to die in the wilderness.”  But Moses said to the people, “Don’t be afraid.  Stand firm and see the Lord’s salvation that he will accomplish for you today; for the Egyptians you see today, you will never see again.  The Lord will fight for you, and you must be quiet.”  Exodus 4:10-14

Christians and Jews both celebrate God’s deliverance; Christians immediately think of Calvary’s cross, while Jews default to Passover.  Both are pivotal moments in our history, and today’s reading (Exodus 4) is when God delivered the Israelites from the murderous intentions of Pharaoh at the Red Sea.  The Israelite people were over the top with fear; Pharaoh had 600 war chariots, and an army that had conquered the known world; that army was zeroing-in on the escaping slaves like a laser-guided missile. 

After 400 years in slavery and having just witnessed God decimating Egyptian culture with ten plagues of pestilence, the Nile turned into blood, and frogs(ugh!), frogs everywhere…well, you would think they’d at least have a passing thought that the Lord would save them this time too.  But, no…their first thought was…better to live as a slave than die in the dessert wasteland.  Fear robs a lot, but mostly your humanity and dignity.

Today is the twenty-fifth anniversary of the attacks of hijacked commercial flights crashing on the World Trade Center in New York, the Pentagon, and Flight 93, which was believed to target the U.S. Capitol Building.  Those who were adults back then remember the time following that horrific event was perhaps the most unified season in memory for American citizens.  There was something of Moses telling the people to “hush and see what the LORD does here” about this evil.  Most public events included singing “God Bless America”.   Democrats, Republicans, and Independents spoke to each other about a common enemy, rather than demonizing the other parties.

Fast forward to 2026; are we more united now than ever before, or back to bickering about whatever will grab first place on the next news cycle so we can hit up the public’s open wallets for campaign funds?  I think it is safe to say America does not differ significantly from the ancient Israelite tribes enjoying the blessing of God’s hand leading them out of slavery one day, and revolting at the first sight of the whip of fear the next.  We humans just cannot help ourselves; if there’s something to quarrel about, we will find it, examine it, nurse it, and add fuel to whatever sparks we can find about it, as “evidence” that somebody else is at fault for everything that ails us! 

You wonder if it will ever cease, this cycle of being blessed, followed by shooting ourselves in the foot!  It’s been roughly 35 centuries since Moses’ flock got nervous at the Red Sea.  Their history with the whip of fear is proof that faith is a narrow path compared to the wide road of “doing it my way”.  And without faith, how can we ever be called a “people of God”?

For You Today

What would it look like for disciples of Jesus Christ to stop the incessant worrying about who is in the White House, or which party has the majority in the Congress, and whatever Hollywood is doing…and just stand still a moment, and see the deliverance of God?

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!  

[1] Title and Other Images: Gordon Johnson from Pixabay  Unless noted, Scripture from Christian Standard Bible^©

Finding My Voice

Thursday, September 10, 2026

Therefore, brothers and sisters, in view of the mercies of God, I urge you to present your bodies as a living sacrifice, holy and pleasing to God; this is your true worship.  Do not be conformed to this age, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, so that you may discern what is the good, pleasing, and perfect will of God.  Romans 12:1-2

Parker Palmer wrote a small book[1]  that can have a large impact on making sense of an ordinary person’s life, and which can be used in extraordinary ways by God.  This happens when one listens carefully and obeys with trust in He Who gives graciously.  The book’s theme is that one of life’s main goals is to reject merely reflecting what seems rather important to others, or living what others seem to expect/demand from you, but rather to find your voice, your voca, the Latin term from which English derives the word “vocation” not just a career; rather our life’s purpose.  Letting one’s voice speak what our life’s purpose is/has been/will be is (according to Palmer) the truest expression of responding to that upward-call of being created in the image of He Who always is, always was, and always shall be.

Throughout my life I have despised my own personal tendency towards the “chameleon” safe way of fitting-in with the company with which I find myself.  As an introvert, it did not take long in life to discover it is easier to disappear into the wallpaper pattern that way, inoffensive, unimpeachable, and embarrass-proof to all minds, except He Who created me to be unique, useful, and truthful.  Parker Palmer’s book took form over a decade as essays delivered to various groups of graduating students as well as educational publications.  What I discovered in this short book helped push me to shed the chameleon skin for a set of wings – to let my voice finally speak what my inner-held thoughts had been ruminating for so long.  And those thoughts are the basis for any believer of living the life for which we are all created.  Fleshing-out Paul’s words to the Roman church, we are all, by the mercies of the living God, to NOT be conformed to this world’s systems, but to be transformed, with the goal of being recreated in the image of Jesus Christ, by the renewing of our minds, presenting mind, body, and soul to God in response to that calling (or voca) offering a reasonable service to God.  That’s a mouthful, but hang with me for a few moments.

An Inkling to the Voca

My first clue that “speaking up” would be a calling on my life happened in a canoe with Mr. Redding, who was a member of our church.  It was 1960, and our Pastor, along with a couple of brave church members like Mr. Redding, took a dozen of us young teen boys on a canoeing/camping trip through the Adirondack mountains for ten days.  Mr. Redding was my canoe buddy that day, and it was serenely quiet as we paddled along the edge of a calm pond, with water shimmering, glass-like, not a ripple, except for what our paddles stirred as we gently stroked our way along.  Finally, Mr. Redding broke the peaceful reverie.  “What do think a man ought to do if he wanted to quit smoking?”  Honestly, that a man with children my age should ask a 13-year-old boy for spiritual advice hit me like a ton of bricks.  I gave him an answer, kind of churchy, religious, safe:  “I guess you should commit to prayer and tell God you can’t stand it anymore; you want to be a better witness.”  Mr. Redding nodded from the front of the canoe and said “Right!”  And we paddled on quietly, both of us wondering what just took place.

Some years later I found out from my parents that when we all got back home Mr. Redding had told them, “I think you’ve got a preacher on your hands.”  At the time I didn’t want to hear that.  However, over the next few decades it became clearer that those words were the first “confirmation” to me, since I had come to faith in Jesus 5 years prior, that the drawing of God’s Spirit was so real, and it was pointing towards pastoral ministry.  It became clear to me that pastoral ministry was in the local church, not leading a Wesley-ish movement or Graham-ish crusades, but a local parish ministry of helping and proclaiming.

A Dilemma – of Sorts

Letting the voca speak and living a chameleon existence are two very different pathways.  The chameleon gets along with everyone, because he offends nobody, disagrees with no one, and just fits-in, untroubling, and untroubled.  That existence often demands playing loose with truth, while the other means speaking, living, and moving with that voice from within, and responding to that voice from above, prophetic/powerful, sometimes troublemaking, often comforting, always pursuing and proclaiming truth.  In the words of a preacher I once knew and admired, there is no wrong way to do right, and no right way to do wrong.  You can live a comfortable life if you don’t offend other people, but your insides will lie to you about the so-called comfort of that life.  On the other hand, without a commitment to truth, the first lie is to God who calls us to live in truth.  And when you value your comfort above God’s command to be truth-filled, you’ve just run afoul of the first commandment, to not put anything in higher priority than Almighty God.[2]

So, the dilemma in which I found myself was that it is much less complicated to always demand truth from myself, but it is uncomfortable.  I had to make a choice between the chameleon’s comfort, and God’s calling.

For You Today

So, how are you doing with that truth, whole truth, and nothing but the truth thing?  Sorry, did I just put you on the witness stand?  Well, there is a judge, you know.

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!  

[1] Title and Other Images: Hugo Ataide from Pixabay  Unless noted, Scripture from Christian Standard Bible^©

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[1] Parker J. Palmer, (San Francisco, Josey-Bass 2000)

[2] Do not have other gods besides me.  Exodus 20:3

Let It Be

                                                 Wednesday, September 9, 2026                                                

The apostle Paul cried out in his grieving anguish over his inescapable sins:

For I delight in the law of God after the inward man: But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members.  O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?  Romans 7:22-24

Certainly, grieving is a new normal when you’ve lost someone dear to you.  But, what use is grief, if all it does is make you aware your entire future is surrounded by depths certain to overwhelm and swallow you? 

I love pleasant new beginnings with (at least) a vague idea of what I will choose and perhaps encounter…a refreshing revelation or amusement.  But grief…this maw of a black hole bids me “come and be devoured”.  At times, it is almost preferred; after all, the pain I can see, and to which I might surrender in the blink of an eye, promises a blissful nothingness in an instant; is it not better, that we may escape a drowning, sorrowful, unending struggle and succumb nonetheless at the end? 

So, is it not a tempting call to my aching, spent soul, weary of paddling aimlessly against grief’s unknown?  Let it Be, Paul, let it BE!

Now, if you’re from the early 60’s you immediately heard the lyrics from Lennon, McCartney, Harrison, and Starr (better known as The Beattles).  The song, “Let It Be” was written by Paul McCartney after his mother (Mary) died.  He had a comforting dream that she (not Mary, mother of Jesus) came to him, and Paul McCartney was inspired to write these words:

When I find myself in times of trouble,

Mother Mary comes to me, Speaking words of wisdom, let it be.

And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,

Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. 

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree

There will be an answer, let it be.  Let it be.

For though they may be parted,

there is still a chance that they will see.

There will be an answer, let it be.  Let it be.

Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.[1]

As Paul McCartney wrote those words to deal with his loss, and the accompanying pain of grief, I must also give voice to what is my hour of darkness.  (Unlike McCartney, I haven’t made a dime on my singing ability!)

“Words of wisdom” applied to a rock band of dubious character notwithstanding, I rather defer to older, more tested Godly wisdom, King David. Who grieved over the losses he suffered, his dearest friend, Jonathan, Absalom, his loved Son, killed in the uprising he started against his father, and an unnamed infant son dying as a result of David’s sin with Bathsheba.

Be gracious to me, Lord, for I am weak; heal me, Lord, for my bones are shaking; my whole being is shaken with terror.  And you, Lord—how long?  Turn, Lord!  Rescue me; save me because of your faithful love.  For there is no remembrance of you in death; who can thank you in Sheol?     I am weary from my groaning; with my tears I dampen my bed and drench my couch every night.  Psalm 6:2-6

David’s whole life was coming unglued, and he knew it was his fault.  Yet, he counted on the Lord’s forgiveness in the worst grief one could imagine. When you have struggled in the rip tide of grief and look back to see what gain you have made, you discover the tide has carried you farther away from the safe shore which was your desired outcome.  All that was familiar and treasured lies back on the sandy shoreline, under the strong umbrella of the past, with its known pains and joys; this unknown agony is a beast to be avoided, no matter the cost!

And yet, we grieve.  Why do we do it?  Because we have loved.

And the deeper the love with which we have given ourselves, the more intense the pain we will go through.  It is like the sides of an equation; the sums must be equal.  As one plus one will always total two, the heights of love will always be a mirror for the depths of our loss.

To come back to Mr. McCartney, that “let it be” comes in here.  Most of us, going through this journey we call grieving, are looking for the exit door.  Some find it in distractions, drugs, or detaching altogether.  Distractions, however glitzy (and costly) don’t negate grief, only our attention.  Drugs merely anesthetize us to the pain, and the ultimate costs speak for themselves; we alienate ourselves from relationships, lose a job, and often self-respect, along with any semblance of health.  Detachment is probably the most common, a view of life as tasteless, and simply opting to let the fields grow wild. 

There are probably many more paths that people choose, but I only write of the ones I’ve known and have chosen to reject the past 21 months.  I have instead turned to the advice of King David, trusting in the Lord’s forgiving, healing hand, and Apostle Paul, who, after screaming his “death wish” cry for deliverance…who will deliver me from the body of this death, responded this way:  I thank God through Jesus Christ our Lord. ^{(Romans 7:25)}

For You Today

The truth is we all grieve if we have loved at all.  Imagine how God grieves with us considering the depth of His love for us.

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!  

[1] Title and Other Images: Dimitris Vetsikas from Pixabay  Unless noted, Scripture from Christian Standard Bible^©

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[1] Paul McCartney & John Lennon (^©Sony/atv Tunes Llc)

The POINT of Learning

Monday, September 7, 2026

Teach me, Lord, the meaning of your statutes, and I will always keep them.  Help me understand your instruction, and I will obey it and follow it with all my heart.  Help me stay on the path of your commands, for I take pleasure in it.  Turn my heart to your decrees and not to dishonest profit.  Turn my eyes
from looking at what is worthless; give me life in your ways.  Confirm what you said to your servant, for it produces reverence for you.  Turn away the disgrace I dread; indeed, your judgments are good.  How I long for your precepts!  Give me life through your righteousness.  Psalm 119:33-40

But to Israel he says, All day long I have held out my hands to a disobedient and defiant people.  Romans 10:21

We start early with learning, sending our 5-year-old children to kindergarten.  In North Carolina there are roughly one and a half million children in the public schools.  With a $19.4 billion-dollar budget, that works out to an investment of more than $12-thousand dollars per year in each student.  If the old maxim of follow the money holds true, we believe in learning.

That statistic makes me cringe when I think of my attitude towards learning when I was in elementary and high school.  I thought getting up every morning before the sun was fully up, getting cleaned-up, fully dressed, and riding in the yellow torture chamber to the brick building, and being forced on threat of having my “permanent record” sullied with red marks, was a form of imprisonment; I was warehoused for seven hours while my parents danced-off to whatever they cared to do in their free time.  It’s odd, isn’t it…how my attitude got a severe corrective when I became a parent, responsible to house, clothe, and find a good school for my little prisoners?

If you re-read that passage in Psalm 119, you might catch the shift in King David’s attitude.  I caught the complete flip when he said he asked to be a good student, obeying God’s ways and commandments; he went so far as to say he takes pleasure in it.  (I wonder if that included the year-end finals?)  This could only have been written by a man who had sinned long enough, and big enough to understand the pain he was heaping up on his life.  If you’ve never taken a trip through David’s sins, let me give you the cliff notes, he did qualify as an adulterer, and co-conspirer to murder his mistress’s husband, and a cover-up that invited Watergate in Jerusalem’s palace.  David was a king with all sorts of power, but he was also a sinner standing in need of forgiveness from Sovereign God, Who, by the way, holds people accountable for their sins and rebellious defiance.

Fast forward a thousand years from David to Apostle Paul who quotes the prophet Isaiah, pointing the long, bony finger at Israel and saying that God says:  All day long I have held out my hands to a disobedient and defiant people.  Again, the cliff notes on Paul and Isaiah…they’re pointing out that God is gracious, loving, and forgiving, but Israel was like a petulant school child pouting over having to ride the bus, sit through boring classes, and (gulp!) study for tests. 

Life’s not fair!  But “fair” isn’t the point of learning.  And neither is “learning” the point of learning.  It’s all about learning all about living…and living a life that is worthy of the gift of living.  It’s all about finding the center of God’s good will for our lives and camping out there as He gives us opportunities every day to serve Him, by serving others.  That’s the point!

For You Today

It’s no secret that life is tough, sometimes fiercely-so, and a lot tougher than a ride in the bus, or sitting through the class that never ends.  But there is a God Who loves you and has promised to never leave or forsake you.  He will even be with you when you take the finals!

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!  

[1] Title and Other Image by    Sabrina Eickhoff from Pixabay

Unless noted, Scripture quotes The Christian Standard Bible^© 

 

 

Culture Shock

Friday, September 4, 2026

After they were gone, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream, saying, “Get up! Take the child and his mother, flee to Egypt, and stay there until I tell you.  For Herod is about to search for the child to kill him.”  So he got up, took the child and his mother during the night, and escaped to Egypt.  He stayed there until Herod’s death, so that what was spoken by the Lord through the prophet might be fulfilled:  Out of Egypt I called my Son.  Matthew 2:13-15

Tradition has it that Jesus’ family spent a decade in Egypt after they fled Herod’s massacre of the innocents.  The king’s way of dealing with the prophecy of a child king born in his territory was to kill all the male children under two years of age.  It’s interesting that Joseph and Mary took baby Jesus to Egypt to escape Herod’s murderous plot.  Egypt and Jewish people didn’t get along back in Moses’ day, and that place became the safe haven for the carpenter’s family.

The journey from Bethlehem to Egypt (about 500 miles) is nearly the distance I’d travel in a day to go “back home” to where I was born and raised.  When you leave your place of origin, you must realize there will be odd or new things you’ll encounter… you’ll be in culture shock.  You can verify that with Abraham and Sarah who were migrants at retirement age and became first time parents when Abe was about 100.

“Cathead biscuits” was a description I’d not heard, and a shock to my mind in 1977.  That was the year we left New York for sunny Florida.  (Since then, we’ve been all over the map).  The first time I heard of catheads was during a men's breakfast held at First Baptist Church of Homosassa Springs, Florida.  When the cook mentioned he was serving some "cat heads" I nearly lost my stomach contents!  Pictures of roasted feline eyeballs will do that!

I heard it often in New Orleans; the cook at our church there was big-time fond of biscuits!  He would serve all the other men at the breakfast, then fry at least a half-dozen eggs for himself in some floating concoction (which I later learned was bacon grease).  When he sat down with his plate, there were four catheads surrounding six fried eggs, but you couldn’t tell there were eggs under all that pepper.  A Cajun culture shock, indeed!

The culture shock Jesus encountered when he traveled from Heaven’s glory to Bethlehem’s manger was much greater than discovering cathead biscuits or a king’s murderous anger; it was rejection by the very people for which he was willing to die.

The true light that gives light to everyone was coming into the world.  He was in the world, and the world was created through him, and yet the world did not recognize him.  He came to his own, and his own people did not receive him.  John 1:9-11

Although there are pockets of revival always going on somewhere on planet earth, the current day’s population is no different than any other time in history…Jesus will be loved or hated; the one thing he cannot be is ignored.

For You Today

There is enough “culture shock” to go around, and I’m not referring to cathead biscuits.  Hatred of one group for another, gender confusion, murder, and the list goes on ad nauseum. 

By comparison, if Jesus bore the rejection of the entire world, and the cross it cost him, so we could be saved, we who hope to be called His disciples must engage our (shocking) culture with the same love that brought the LORD of glory to Bethlehem.

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!  

[1] Title and Other Image by    Gidon Pico from Pixabay

Unless noted, Scripture quotes The Christian Standard Bible^© 

 

 

He Came With a Sword

Wednesday, September 3, 2026

“I came to bring fire on the earth, and how I wish it were already set ablaze! But I have a baptism to undergo, and how it consumes me until it is finished! Do you think that I came here to bring peace on the earth?  No, I tell you, but rather division.  From now on, five in one household will be divided: three against two, and two against three.  They will be divided, father against son, son against father, mother against daughter, daughter against mother, mother-in-law against her daughter-in-law, and daughter-in-law against mother-in-law.”  Luke 12:49-53

The “sword” that Jesus brought with him in the first century was not made of tempered steel or iron; rather it was the dividing line of an offer to stand with Him, or against Him.  And the dividing line is so sharp, just as a lethal blade can slice anything in its path, this dividing ideology of for Jesus, or against Jesus impacts eternity for whichever side an individual chooses.

To say that humanity is somewhat divided is to miss reality by light years.  Have you listened to a political debate or newscast lately?  Read the daily reports of crime and violence, or check the statistics on divorce, and even children seeking emancipation from their parents.  And the major reaction from any generation to a former generation’s ideas is the eyeroll that proclaims a definitive statement, did the asylum give you a day pass?

Now that division which Jesus came to bring is not simply generational arrogance.  Rather it is the starting point for any discussion of theology.  To be on board in Scriptural understanding, we must first settle who is in charge; is it the latest fad of cultural bias, old time religion that grandma said, a denominational booklet of do’s and don’ts, or is it the Creator, Lord of Heaven’s host, Son of God, the everlasting King of Kings and Lord of Lords? 

In this text recorded by Dr. Luke, Jesus said He came to bring that division; He claimed HE is in charge of the universe and everything (and person) in it.  That is the meaning of “LORD”!  Forget the earthly “lordship” of kings and land barons, this is THE LORD of time, space and eternity.  He created it all, and has the deed and title, signed, sealed and delivered, from in the beginning!

So, it was this LORD who decided there would be a dividing line.  Now remember, Jesus said He brought the division with Him; He did NOT say He wanted to divide people.  It’s just that when there is a yes and no, up or down, right or left, people will make their choices; that is where the division originates, in the minds and hearts of people.  Jesus was bringing light to the pathway of making the right choice, which is to open your heart and let Him shine that light on the sins anyone has still lodged in their hardened hearts.

For You Today

With His own blood, Jesus offered the free gift of redemption, the forgiveness of all our sins.  Have you made the choice to receive that forgiveness?  That’s important, because there is coming a day when the opportunity to make choices will come to an end.  On that day Christ will come with the sword of judgment for unforgiven sins – those for which you didn’t kneel and confess, and Jesus washed you clean. 

This is what Jesus said that next moment in eternal history will look like:

 A sharp sword came from his mouth, so that he might strike the nations with it. He will rule them with an iron rod. He will also trample the winepress of the fierce anger of God, the Almighty.  Revelation 19:15

You chew on that as you hit the Rocky Road; have a blessed day!  

[1] Title and Other Image by    Roger Casco from Pixabay

Unless noted, Scripture quotes The Christian Standard Bible^©