Needing Advice

The official move to the new website happened months ago. What should I do with this site? It seems so silly to keep linking over to the other one, but this one receives more traffic. I can barely keep up with one blog site, so I need advice on what to do. Have any of you ever gone through this process successfully? I am not technologically savvy and so I don't know if there is a way to merge the two into one. Suggestions or ideas would be appreciated.

The new "Pages in Our Heritage of Faith" link-up goes live tomorrow morning at the new Antbed, if you care to hop over.

Thank you! :)

"Willing to Be Made Willing?"

We are bombarded daily with messages delivered in numerous ways, from numerous sources, telling us what should be important to us, all in an effort to tether us to what we see, touch, smell, taste, feel.

What filters are in place to protect our hearts? What have we chosen to believe that will help us discern what really matters? Who do we listen to most? Even passively?

If we allow ourselves to be lied to for days on end about Truth, Beauty, Virtue, Value, doesn't it begin to pollute our thoughts, cloud our vision? Can we actually be convinced that the words and images we invite into our brains are innocuous? If the source or content of the messages we ingest doesn't matter, why does God tell us just the opposite?

If you'd like to finish reading, the rest is at the new Antbed, here. 

"Leaning On The Everlasting Arms" x 7

Okay, this is just fun. This worship leader interprets the old hymn, "Leaning On The Everlasting Arms," as it might sound if written in different decades of the 20th century. I think you will enjoy it. :)

Weariness of Spirit

When our spirits grow weary, when it seems pointless to continue, when we are grieved to the point of losing hope, when He brings us to the very end of our last ounce of strength, when we feel we have nothing left to minister to anyone, He is calling us into a time of intimate communion. He desires us to learn an ever-deepening dependence on Him, completely letting go of any ability, talent, gift He has previously used through you to serve others.

I’m there.

I have no idea what is next. But, if it means more of Him, I’m in.

I’m very thankful Hannah sent me this link to Mike Bickle’s lesson on prayer. I needed it now, today.

Ten Prayers To Strengthen Our Inner Man

Notice that the notes for this lesson, if you’d like them, are included in a PDF link below the video window.

Deeper Still: A Link-Up in "Pages in Our Heritage of Faith"

I’m wired to want to know “Why?” Why do things happen a certain way? Why do people choose certain paths? Why these “plagues” on humanity? They aren’t random, interesting questions. They reflect the way the Lord programmed my spirit. To exercise my spiritual gift, I need to discern Truth. So He causes me to seek Truth, not surface issues, not indirect consequences, but the core issue underlying given situations and conditions. I’m such fun at dinner parties.  :)


Read the rest and link up here.

Joy Remained

It was eight years ago, today, that Mom went Home.

It’s hard to believe. It’s hard to even comprehend everything the Lord carried us through that year. I still praise Him for His Provision and Grace during that season in the life of our family.

Mom had Alzheimer’s.

Her body was still strong and healthy, though she no longer knew my name.

What remained is here . . .

The Wicked Freely Strut About

The lines become clearer everyday in the battle between good and evil.

There are so many stories of seemingly inexplicable malevolence bursting forth upon innocents.

The horror shakes us. We hold our children closely and wonder, even for a brief time, if we should ever again leave home.

How could anyone ever conceive of and execute a plan of such overt hatred and evil, to massacre strangers watching a movie?

We thought we were safe here. We thought this country afforded us protection from the mindless, faceless violence that ravages other parts of the world.

As a society, we scratch our heads in confused bewilderment. We look for someone, something to blame. It must be that people were mean to him, or his parents messed him up, or it’s the 2nd Amendment.

I. JUST. WANT. TO. SCREAM.

The rest is here. 

Please, if you would like to continue reading the Antbed, change the address to the new blog. Thank you so much. :)

"Do You Believe I Am Able To Do This?" A Link-Up in "Pages in Our Heritage of Faith"

Matthew 9:27 ff

New American Standard Bible (NASB)

As Jesus went on from there, two blind men followed Him, crying out, “Have mercy on us, Son of David!” When He entered the house, the blind men came up to Him, and Jesus said to them, “Do you believe that I am able to do this?” They said to Him, “Yes, Lord.” Then He touched their eyes, saying, “It shall be done to you according to your faith.” And their eyes were opened.

During our recent road trip, we listened to Ben Hur. (Blue Behemoth has lots of wonderful things to download, in case you need a long audiobook for an Epic Road Trip.) I had read it years ago and have seen the old movie version with Charlton Heston several times. You know how it is, though. A great story well told has so many facets, you see fresh perspectives and treasures with each new visit. That was the way it was for me, driving through Missouri and Kentucky and West Virginia, or wherever we were, mile after mile, listening afresh to things I had completely forgotten, or maybe not even noticed the first time through.

The rest of the telling is here . . .

Epic Road Trip 2012: Day 14-THE END

Even though yesterday was LONG, when I woke up several hundred miles closer to home this morning than we had originally planned, I was SO thankful Kregg encouraged me to make it to Alvarado last night. The kids were thrilled to spend a few hours with their cousins.


The rest is at the new blog, here.

Epic Road Trip 2012: Day 5

We spent the night in Philadelphia last night so we would be ready to start, bright and early, exploring the history of the city. Rebekah and Josh got to help raise the flag at Betsy Ross's House. Rebekah was so excited!


Here's the rest of the day.