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I pray in reading this poem people will believe in Jesus Christ, the Savior, and no longer fear death or dying.

Tide coming in as the sun came up.
What surprise had I to find a Monarch butterfly
On the shores of Emerald Isle,

My thoughts on the impeachment vote today, Lord, have mercy on us.

Lord, protect President Trump. He’s got impurities in him, just like the rest of us. He’s also called by You, just like the rest of us. You equip him as you do each one called. You anoint each one as You see fit.

Not a worry, not a care

Holy Spirit hovered over me,

As He did with Virgin Mary.

In Creation, over the water,

He also hovered there.

So many of us have asked, “Why?” “Why Buddy? “What was God thinking?” I was one of the humbly blessed ones to get a call in the middle of the night before Buddy had died, asked to pray.

Pray I did. Travail you might say. God have mercy, have mercy! Tears. Shock. Confusion. Prayer. It was 2:15am when I got the call. 

Andrew Walters’ Memorial

written April 7, 2018

Dear Heavenly Father,

May You be glorified, exalted, and highly praised this day and every day following.

I pray that all people, who are an answer to someone's prayer, would know it today. I pray that this revelation would encourage them to pursue You more.

Visions anew,
New art,
New science,
New solutions too.

A thought for today and everyday.

1 Corinthians 10:10  is our highlighted verse in Chapter 10. “Neither murmur ye, as some of them also murmured, and were destroyed of the destroyer” (KJV). “nor grumble, as some of them did and were destroyed by the Destroyer” (ESV).

Downstream from this picture I stepped on some rocks to get near the stream. Unexpectedly I stirred a plethora of little blue butterflies I'd never before seen.

A gift from God, I felt like His child. What joy!

“Peace, Be Still.”

The cacophony of phone, dishwasher, alarms, ideas in my head distract. The thought of being seen through windows, by neighbors, family, keeps my focus on me, the flesh. This is not what I want or need.

I realize respect. If a person was physically with me, I wouldn’t answer my phone. I would give them my attention.

Perspective. Respect God. He is Holy. Honor Almighty God.

The concern of these distractions all propel me to my closet. No windows, no phone, no internet, no people, I bring only notepad and pen, and myself.

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