Happy New Year

Wishing all of my followers and readers a Very Happy and Prosperous New Year. I will soon be posting my predictions for the New Year. I will have to say, many of my predictions for the past year were right on the mark. The past year had many somber times especially with the economy. I had predicted an unemployment rate of over 10% before the end of the year even though most of the economist and government officials did not believe we would reach that level. Sty tuned for my outlook for the upcoming year. In the meantime - Enjoy your families and again Happy New Year!

Twas The Night Jesus Came

Now that the night before Christmas has arrived, I am reminded of a poem that I first heard of about a few years ago. It is a take on 'Twas the Night Before Christmas. The poem relates to the theology that says Jesus Christ will return for all true Believers one day in an event called the Rapture of the Church. Here is that poem and the credit to the Author, believe in the Lord Jesus Christ people and dust off those Bibles and read them -

'Twas the night Jesus came and all through the house
Not a person was praying, not one in the house.
The Bibles were left on the shelf without care,
For no one thought that Jesus would come there.
The children were dressing to crawl into bed,
Not once ever kneeling or bowing a head.
And mom in her rocker with baby in her lap
Was watching the Late Show while I took a nap.

When out of the east there rose such a clatter,
I sprang to my feet to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash
Tore open the shutters and lifted the sash!
When what to my wondering eyes should appear
But angels proclaiming that Jesus was here!
The light of His face made me cover my head--
It was Jesus returning, just as He said.

And though I possessed worldly wisdom and wealth,
I cried when I saw Him in spite of myself.
In the Book of Life which He held in His hand
Was written the name of every saved man.
He spoke not a word as He searched for my name;
When He said, "It's not here" my head hung in shame.
The people whose names had been written with love
He gathered to take to His Father above.

With those who were ready He rose without a sound
While all the rest were left standing around.
I fell to my knees, but it was too late;
I had waited too long and thus sealed my fate.
I stood and I cried as they rose out of sight;
Oh, if only I'd known that this was the night.
In the words of this poem the meaning is clear;
The coming of Jesus is now drawing near.
There's only one life and when comes the last call
We'll find that the Bible was true after all.

--AUDRY PATRICIA WOOLVERTON

Driving - People Must Feel Guilty

I was driving into work today and traffic was moving along just below the speed limit at 50 mph (posted speed was 60 mph)and things were moving smoothly. Then all of the sudden everyone slammed on thier breaks (not a good thing on roads that are wet and could have icy spots). I was thinking something must have happened, but them I realized that there was apolice car on the shoulder of the road with someone pulled over. Trafic then moved up the road at just under 40 mph - 20 mph under the posted speed. Why?

Now if the speed limit is 60 and you are traveling at 50, you are well below the posted speed. Why would you think you have to slow down just because a policeman in present. You can do the speed limit and maybe get away with a few MPH over the limit. Then to travel at even a slower speed for about the next 1/2 mile or more just because you saw a policeman. Is it a guilty conscience for all the times you may have been speeding in the past, you are trying to make it up now? I don't understand. When I see a policeman and I am doing the speed limit or less, I stay on pace. Why should I slow down unless he has his lights on and s trying to get to an emergency, I am obeying the law and do not feel guilty about it.

Slamming on the brakes can be more dangerous and you could cause an accident. That is what you should feel guilty about. Maybe if you have a guilty conscience that is causing you to slow down so much, you should try to travel within the speed limit in the first place.It just frustrates me when all of a sudden there is a traffic back-up because people see a policeman on the side of the road. Retrain yourself - if you travel the speed limit and are driving within the law, no need to slow down of slam on your brakes.

Tribulation - A poem by David Reiner

Am I drowning like a dark romance?
Have I slipped beneath the waves with billowy layers of petticoats?
My heart is aching and pounding.
A tight pressure within my chest.
Is my heart muscle struggling and dying?
Is the oxygen deprived from my soul?
So short of breath and cold.

Have I been electrocuted?
The current surging through me.
The arrhythmia, stopping my heart dead.
Unconsciousness to the world.
No feeling left in my soul.
The wave of energy passing through.
Tearing my soul from within.

I have been robbed of my energy.
Happiness and enthusiasm evading me.
Frustration, sadness and grief consuming me.
Have I become hopeless to this world?
The worry and anxiety tunneling through my heart.
What is happening to the world around me?
The wars are intensifying castrating the souls.

Where is my lost love?
The one I live for and care for daily.
The one who consumed my heart with happiness and love.
The children who engulfed me with joy.
My soul has been ripped from me.
I gladly give myself for their happiness now.
I pass through to an unknown place.

Abandoned in a place called nowhere.
My heart aches eternally.
Where is this place where no love exists?
No feeling for each other.
Has the world gone mad?
The tribulation has approached us.
I am here alone now.

I hear a voice within the darkness.
Telling me to journey back, I don’t belong.
I hear the cries from thousands of souls as the towers came down.
I feel the pain of the world upon me.
I look to the heavens and a faint light appears.
A voice so thunderous saying “I Am”
I feel my body energize with thousands of volts.

The cries of the souls pass through me wave after wave.
Split between the now and then.
I feel the love of my family pulling me to a new place.
The love of my children and my one true love, my wife.
The love of my Father in Heaven guiding me.
Where does this journey go?
I follow the footsteps, the ones He left for me.