It was an eventful weekend.
I had to leave school mid morning on Friday with severe nausea, but after being sick I slept a few hours and woke up feeling much better. I’ve never had to bail on a subbing job mid-day before. I’ve gotten sick before, and had to cancel before I got to school, but this was a first for me. I had to leave my job and be replaced by school staff. I felt such defeat, but it was a good thing I left. I’ve never had to stop by the side of the road and lose it before, either. I did on the way home from school. (Thankfully I live in the country, and I found a back road to stop on!)
I toyed with the idea of going to urgent care, but wanted to go home more.
Saturday dawned with gorgeous weather, and Cherie and I, in full regalia, went to the Renaissance Festival down in Shakopee. I wondered how the day would go with the sickness of the previous day in mind. I was thinking food poisoning….and that was that…
We had fun walking around. Our state hosts a conference called “Paganicon” and my friend Carl Teichrib tries to attend with a small Christian coalition every year. It’s research for him, but an outreach for his colleagues. I visited the conference once, as well.
Renaissance Festivals are sort of Pagan conferences, too. The occult stuff is everywhere. Martial arts, furries, fairies, —-witches and warlocks…There are also lots of Tolkien aficionados, history buffs, and horse lovers. I fit in the latter group, but I was open to being like Carl and having opportunities to share light and truth when possible. I have had direct demonic confrontation at a previous Ren Fest.
My sweet friend Abby made me a beautiful dress that is actually more medieval than Renaissance. It is brown velvet with gold lining, laces up the back, has a train, and fluttery sleeves. It’s so much fun to wear.
The dress brought me unexpected greetings and toasts from fair goers! Cheri dressed dashingly in a long vest and high boots, sword at her side. She was an appropriate escort for me. We enjoyed the jousting and the horse and knight games, especially.
Alas, my pain returned and we called it a day far before we would have liked.
Sunday morning was filled with normal Sunday obligations: worship team and driving students to the University. Pain returned —-and I ended up at the Emergency Department for the rest of the day.
After a scan and an ultrasound the diagnosis was a large (softball sized) cyst. It will have to be surgically removed. Because it is so large the doctor doubted that laparoscopy will be an option. I am looking at surgery sometime in October, and until then controlling pain and avoiding “torque.”
So my life just got quieter.
I will continue to sub in classes where I do not have to be teaching all day —so not grade level classrooms. I will pick jobs in music, art, and theater. Those are shorter class periods, and have a varying schedule. I hope I can handle the pain.
If the pain spikes I have to go to the ER. I am taking an antibiotic, ibuprofen, and I can use heat. The cyst is causing pressure, so I need to be careful to give it lots of room. It’s like having a baby! (Ha, ha!)
I am still taking my Chinese class at the University. It’s only one evening, and I can park the car very near to the classroom building.
My foray back into academia has been positive! As a senior citizen I need only pay $20 a credit for tuition. I plan to consider finishing my graduate degree in Public Administration after all! The academic department in PA at my former school no longer exists. I would need to transfer in any case. I had given up on finishing the degree, (I really don’t need it!) but I do enjoy the academic culture. It is another mission field.
For now I am studying Chinese. Auditing. Not for credit. The professor is very kind and I am really enjoying the quietness of the class. We are learning Chinese Calligraphy.
Cherie is taking the class, too, so it’s especially fun.
We are all still processing what happened last week in the United States of America. As an unapologetic Believer in Jesus Christ, Biblically based, I feel the “eye of Sauron” on me. I really did support and agree with most of what Charlie Kirk said and did.
I’m a conspiracy theorist, so I always question everything in light of the puppet masters, the powers of this world, and Luciferian Secret Societies. My contact with the Illuminati was brief but real. Those things shape you. I will only be completely convinced of anything in the presence of Jesus.
What I heard from Charlie, pro Jesus, pro family, pro life, pro patriotism, all resonates with me. I am still irritated by those who misquote or distort his message.
But I need to chalk it up to current woke society. I can continue to pray that the veil will be lifted from the eyes of those that wink at sin.
Jesus saves, the Holy Spirit convicts. It’s not my job to do either of those things. I am simply called to TELL!
Go tell it on the mountain! Over the hills and everywhere!
If any wishy-washy churchy pablum eating “Christian” would take a minute to read some of the biographies of 18th and 19th century missionaries there would be deep conviction. We need to stand against sin like Charlie Kirk did.
It’s okay to love your country, too. I have had three soldiers in my immediate family. I was an officer’s wife in charge of a family support group during the Persian Gulf war. I wouldn’t have been in that position if I didn’t believe in defending and supporting my country and keeping it from moral decline to the best of my own capabilities! I believe in freedom of religion, free speech, and the freedom to do what is morally right.
Sin is a given. We are all sinners. I refuse to believe that condoning it and calling moral is ever right. We can allow it, even legalize sin, but it should never be forced down our throats as morally right. We must reserve the right to call sin, sin.
Like Charlie Kirk said—what you do in private is YOUR BUSINESS. Stop making everyone condone YOUR BUSINESS. Immorality is a thing. He rightfully saw the foundation of our country needing a moral foundation, which it had.
Yes, it’s old. It’s history. But, our country will not function without a solid base. We will see decline as the moral code disintegrates.
Which brings me to the hope that we have in Jesus Christ DESPITE this disintegration!
As a prophecy watcher, an enthusiastic waiter for Jesus, I am VERY excited about this upcoming Rosh Hashana! The Feast of Trumpets is next week, on Ed’s birthday, and I, for one, have a heightened sense of anticipation for Christ to fulfill this feast by coming for us!
If He doesn’t come today, or next week, or even until 2065 or 3000—-I will continue to get excited about the snatching of the believers, the harpazo (Aramaic), latin: Rapture.
Those who mock me don’t matter. I’ve written this before. They are also in prophecy. The scoffers are part of the plan. It’s boot camp training for us!
We watchers have a special crown awaiting us! 2 Timothy 4:8
At the very least I will have that crown to cast at the feet of my Savior.
My anticipation of my savior’s coming has convicted me in my walk with Christ, has given me an urgency to pray for the salvation of those I know and care about, influencers and those who have crossed my path.
My spiritual walk has only benefited from my anticipation of Christ’s return for us.
Would I be happily anticipating the Antichrist? Not hardly.
We are not appointed unto wrath. Why in the world would God give us so many signs and hints of the end? He wants us to watch and KNOW the season of Christ’s return.
We’re probably here, folks.
NEXT YEAR IN JERUSALEM!
So shouted the people of the book. I will gladly cry, “NEXT WEEK WITH JESUS!”
If it happens PRAISE GOD!
If the Great Snatching doesn’t happen today or next week we will continue to WATCH and PRAY.
“Perhaps Today.”
MARANATHA!