Good morning, friends. I pray your day is filled with peace and joy. This was a hard blog for me to write. I’ve stared it three times, and each time it was not what Jesus wanted me to talk to you about.
Here on the farm, there are so many situations that remind me of Jesus talking with his disciples. Yesterday was “pull weeds in the garden day.” Oh joy!! When I was pulling on a rather cantankerous weed, it snapped off right at the ground level. I stopped and pondered for a moment, “No one but I will know there is a weed. All the green leaves and stems above the ground are out of sight.” I started to move on when Jesus decided to have a conversation with me.
He said, “You’re absolutely right, Mike. No one can see that there is a weed in the ground, but the most dangerous part of the weed is the root.”
I thought, “Okay Jesus. I know where this is going. If the root of the plant remains, it will return to the surface, and it will be stronger and harder to pull.”
Jesus said, “So you know weeds. What about sins? Sins like, like weeds, always return unless you cut off the roots.” As I opened my pocketknife, and dug out the root, Jesus said, “That’s right. The sword of the spirit with discipline will get out every root of our sin.” That was a very practical and spiritual experience that made the word of God real, and it reminded me of Hebrews 4:12, “For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.”
I thought, “That is my subject,” but not yet. While looking for my “baby” beagle who I thought had gone exploring below the Caprock, I came across a lone mother cow that was a long way from the rest of the herd. She was certainly on a mission, and I watched as she went further and further away. She would stop occasionally, listen for something, then keep going. In the wind she heard nothing, but still determined, she would change course and wander on. I was with three other family members, and we noticed that her . . . um “milk bottles” for the city people were very full, and she had recently had a calf. We drove while she wandered further and further until she spotted what she was looking for: a newborn brown calf. It laid perfectly still . . . until it saw Mama. Then it sprang up on its wobbly legs to reunite with her. We carried it to shade next to a water trough.
The Lord spoke to my heart again, “All of you are like sheep and have gone astray, but God has laid on Jesus the burden to bring you back to your daddy.” God is profound in his teaching of the Word. Well now two great examples of Jesus’ living truth in our daily lives. “That’s my blog,” I thought.
“No,” said Jesus. “There is one more thing I want to tell my people.” It is time to build your ark as an individual, then a family, continuing with your church or tribe. The flood of economic disaster is upon us. Your government will not stop what is coming, because it cannot. It is going to be nothing like what you’ve read about or imagined. Jesus called it a time of Joseph’s troubles. We’ve had seven years of opulence, indifference, indulgence, and we’ve rejected the natural consequences. It is time to pay the piper. I am not saying this to scare you. Real faith does not need fear to motivate it. If what I am saying does not speak to your heart, then walk away. I will gain nothing for my warning except Jesus’ approval for being a faithful watchman on the wall. Your money will not save you. Every day we see the demon of inflation eating away our money and for some their security and gods.
Look around you. Even the heathens are scared, and their knees will smote together for they know the things that are coming are unavoidable as described in Luke 21:26, “Men’s hearts failing them for fear, and for looking after those things which are coming on the earth: for the powers of heaven shall be shaken.” I will gladly share with you the things you need to build your own ark, if you ask. Again, I sell nothing, want nothing, and I need nothing from you. We are all in the same boat, so to speak. I love you in our Lord, and if I can ever pray for you, let me know.
I said, “Jesus, why did I write about the weed and the cow?” He laughed and said, “It helps people to know you’re not a kook.”
— Written by Pa
The picture shows the good mama cow following us as we took her calf to shade. She was not happy that we had her baby.