BECAUSE HE LIVES…

Tomorrow, we celebrate the Resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  Let us do so with thanksgiving in our hearts!  Without the resurrection, Christianity would be like any other religion…all their gods are dead.  But our God is alive!

Because He lives, we can face any problem here on earth with His help.  Because He lives, we are assured of an eternity with Him if we’ve asked for salvation.  Because He lives, we are never alone-He is always with us!

He is our protector, our provider, our guide.  He is our counselor, our advocate, our refuge.  He is our friend, our Savior, our God!

Thank You Jesus for shedding Your blood!  Thank You for dying for the likes of me!  Thank You for leaving Your Kingly Throne, for taking on human form and living in a fleshly body so that You could understand all of my shortcomings!  Thank You for rescuing me from myself and from Satan!

Jesus died for me…He died for you!  WHY?  Just because He loves us!

Have a blessed Resurrection Sunday as you reflect on the Goodness of God!

anita

THE STARLING’S SONG

I wrote this poem in April of 2008, so I’ve probably posted it before-so forgive me if that’s the case; but Spring has caught my attention!  Every morning I wake to see a beautiful sunrise-just outside my window.  The sound of birds singing praises to God fill the crisp air, and there’s a stirring in my heart for new things yet to come!-anita

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Oh bird of black

And midnight blue,

This song you sing…

Who is it to?

 

This sweet refrain,

In boughs a swaying…

What are the words?

What are you saying?

 

At times, I’m sure

It’s to your kin,

To let them know

Just how you’ve been;

 

But when I see 

You all alone…

Your mighty voice,

Raised up in tone,

 

And singing, though

Your heart would burst

To One, unseen…

A glorious verse;

 

It’s like a prayer…

More than a song

When in duet,

Dove coos along;

 

And both,  with voices

Raised divine,

God bends His ear

And for a time,

 

Turns His attention…

His full gaze,

And hears Creation 

Sing in praise!

Anita Mondragon -April 2008

 

 

 

 

 

 

WHAT KIND OF TOOL ARE YOU??

In a great house there are not only vessels of gold and silver but also of wood and earthenware, and some for noble use, some for ignoble. If any one purifies himself from what is ignoble, then he will be a vessel for noble use, consecrated and useful to the master of the house, ready for any good work. (2 Timothy 2:20-21 RSV)

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I woke up thinking about tools, and their specific use.  I know…weird huh?!  But the above verse came to mind.  I said tools, the Bible uses the word, vessels.  Either way, they are things used for specific purposes.

We always hear, and I believe the Bible teaches that we all were created for a purpose.  The main purpose I believe is to glorify God, and bring others to Salvation.  However, we are all endowed with different gifts to bring glory to God and show Salvation to the world.  Some folks are musicians, others, teachers, preachers, evangelists, prayer warriors, counselors, etc.

The “tool” part of my thinking came about as I searched the ‘junk-drawer’ (come on!  I know everyone has one of these…I’m not alone!) for a screwdriver to tighten a screw that had come loose on a cabinet door.  During my search, I found a pair of pliers, a wrench, some needle-nose pliers, ….and finally, I found a screwdriver!  But alas, it had the wrong tip on it!  Even tools that look the same, upon closer examination are different, and are used for SPECIFIC jobs.

So, what is my point here?  Well…God wants us all to know that even though we may look the same…we are all human, we eat, sleep, cry, laugh, walk, talk…pretty much the same way, but each of us is unique.  God gave special gifts to us that only we can wield in His perfection to do His will!

You can’t use a Phillips screwdriver on a slotted screw!  You have to use the right tool in order to get the correct result!

This is just a reminder, and an encouragement to all of us Believers, myself included,  to remember what kind of tool we are; and if we don’t yet know…this is an urgent message for us to go to God and find out!  God can’t use you or the gifts He placed in you until YOU KNOW what kind of tool you are!

Then, when He goes looking through the drawer for a specific tool to use…if you’re it, be sure to shout out…”Here I am Lord!  Use me!”

Anita

 

MARKERS IN A ROW

“NOW is the accepted time; behold, now is the day of salvation.”  2 Corinthians 6:2

In John 10:9, Jesus said: “I am the door.  If anyone enters by ME, he will be saved.”  One day, the door of God’s mercy will close.  Our response to Jesus, and His offer of salvation will determine our destination.  Come now…while the door of mercy is still open!

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This poem came about when I attended the funeral of my best friend ever…my mentor.  She died at the age of 94.  She shared her life stories and lessons with me, gave me sound advice, and kept me on the straight and narrow road to God.

When her funeral was over, I walked among the graves alone, and asked God to give me a lesson in their meaning.  This is what He showed me… -anita

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I walked among the dead today;

I saw their markers in a row…

And not a sound was heard at all,

Except the wind, whispering soft and low.

No talk of tomorrows,

Or of things left undone…

No plans for the future

Come the morning sun.

No laughter, or crying…

Only silence was there;

But the sound of that silence

Was too much to bear!

My eyes clouded over

With tears of regret,

Though the names there before me

Were none I had met.

But, sure as I lived,

They were kin to me;

We all belonged

To humanity!

Then I sadly recalled

All the folks that I knew

With Whom I’d never shared Jesus…

My friend, strong and true.

The tears freely flowed

Down my face once again,

As I remembered some friends

Who had died in their sins.

I’d walked along side them

Day, after day…

But never told them of Jesus,

The Truth, The Life, The Way.

As I stood gazing

At the markers before me…

I wondered how many

Were hurled into eternity

Never knowing of Jesus,

Or His marvelous love…

How He died on the cross,

So He could take us above.

Then I thought about Jesus,

How He’d given His all,

To save us from darkness,

And the curse of the fall.

I cried and I wept,

As I thought of the lost,

And the price Christ had paid,

Hanging there…on that cross.

Then the voices of those

That lay there before me,

Were loud as the silence

I’d heard on the breeze.

Some whispered in peace…

Others screamed out in pain;

But the words that they spoke,

Were one and the same:

“Call out to Jesus…

Today is the day!

Don’t wait ’till tomorrow…

Say yes…don’t delay!

He’s waiting to save you…

Take hold of His hand.

Don’t die without Him…

Just heed His command!”

Then, the one’s that were

Screaming out in their pain,

Cried, “One more chance…

I’ll call on His name!

Just one drop of water…

Let me quench my thirst…

For these flames, they torment me!…”

Then they screamed, and they cursed.

But those that knew Jesus,

As Savior and Lord,

Whispered…”Trust Him today…

Just believe on His word!

He’ll NEVER leave or forsake you,

He’ll ALWAYS be there…

Just call on Him now,

Give Him all your cares;

For Heaven is waiting,

For you if you do.

He’ll take you with Him…

His promise is true!

By: Anita Mondragon February 2010

WHERE HIS MERCY HOVERS NEAR…

This song has been going through my head for the last week!  I go to sleep humming it, and awake with it’s truth in my heart!  I find myself singing it during the day as I go through my duties.  The words are so powerful and true!

No matter what we’ve done, or where we are in life…Jesus stands with His arms open wide waiting for us to run to the mercy seat!  ….HIS Mercy Seat!  He is willing to forgive and wash us clean in His blood!

Are you tired of the power that sin holds over your life?  Run to the mercy seat!  Jesus will break that hold of sin!

Have you lost all hope?  Run to the mercy seat!  Jesus gives hope to the hopeless!

Are your dreams all fading?  Run to the mercy seat!  Jesus will make your dreams come to pass!

 “Let us therefore come boldly to the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy and find grace to help in time of need.”  -Hebrews 4:16

Anita

PRAY FOR ME!

“…the four living creatures and the twenty-four elders fell down before the Lamb. Each one had a harp and they were holding golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of God’s people.” -Revelation 5:8

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Yesterday on the way to church, we passed through our old neighborhood.  There were many things that had changed…some for the better, most for the worst.  The biggest disappointment to me was to see the church my dad pastored for almost twenty years -a Bible believing, fundamental Baptist church…it has now become a Buddhist Temple.

Buddha is NOT the answer!  JESUS IS the answer.  HE is the only one who can satisfy your longing!

There used to be a White Spot restaurant across the street.  My dad took visiting evangelists, pastors, and missionaries there to eat and fellowship when they would come into town to hold revivals or conferences.  Many employees of that restaurant were saved in my dad’s church as a result of them witnessing these mighty men and women of God pray at the table and discuss the Word of God.  The church is now a dispensary of marijuana called, The Green Solution.

Marijuana is NOT the solution!  GOD IS the solution to all your problems!

I told my husband Mike, “My dad would roll over in his grave if he saw what has transpired here…in this place!”

Truth is, I believe he can see.  I believe that the saints in heaven pray for us Believers here, still in this world.  They pray for us to keep the faith.  To endure until we are taken up to heaven, be it in death, or at the time of the rapture.  In John 17:20-23, scripture bears out that Jesus Himself prays, and intercedes for all Believers.

If Jesus deems it important to pray for us, we as Believers should see the importance of praying for each other!

I urge you to be in fellowship with other Believers.  Pray for each other.  Prayer changes situations!

Anita

 

 

THERE’S NO PLACE LIKE HOME!

I wrote this back in 2016, and have already blogged it on this site.  Hope you enjoy! -anita

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You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body
    and knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex!
    Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it.
15 You watched me as I was being formed in utter seclusion,
    as I was woven together in the dark of the womb.
16 You saw me before I was born.
    Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out
    before a single day had passed.  Psalm 139:13-16 (Read entire chapter Psalm 139)

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Sixty-four years ago today, marks the time when my spirit left the nursery of Heaven, and I became flesh and blood here on earth.  I was born in a small Kansas town, and blessed to be raised in a Christian home with devout Believers in God Almighty.

As I grew in the knowledge of The Lord, my spiritual eyes were opened, and like Dorothy, I soon realized,  I “wasn’t in Kansas anymore.”

At a very young age, I began to seek God.  I started down the path (the yellow brick road) in my quest for Truth.  God was gracious, and sent many angels to accompany me on my journey.

I wasn’t on this journey long, before I knew the dogs of hell were in hot pursuit of my soul as well; they wanted to keep me from my eternal destiny.  Although I stayed on the right road for sometime, I became distracted by the pleasures of sin.  I was lulled to sleep, (in the fields of Poppies), and forgot my way for a time…until God sent the cold winds of Heaven and aroused my soul.

Finally, with the help of my Godly family and friends, I arrived at the alter of Forgiveness.  Unlike the wizard in the story of OZ…Jesus did not hide Himself or make excuses.  He didn’t tell me to come back later because He was busy…He made it clear that TODAY was the day of Salvation for me (and you.)  He granted my request that very day at the alter of Forgiveness!  Like Dorothy’s ruby slippers, Jesus placed a crown on my head and made me a princess!

There have been many weary days I’ve encountered in this life…days where I whisper to my Father… “I just want to go home…”, but He reminds me that there’s work to do here… for there are many souls that are still in need of finding the way to their eternal destination.  So it’s my turn to be a friend to those in their quest of The Truth… (Jesus said, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one can come to the Father except through me.”  John 14:6)

Someday, my path will end here on earth, and as the face of Jesus, my Savior comes into view, I’ll lay my crown at His feet and whisper, “There’s no place like home!”

By:  Anita Mondragon February 22, 2016

THE MERCY OF JESUS!

Psalm 86:5 “For you, Lord, are good, and ready to forgive; and plenteous in mercy to all them that call on you.”
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Your mercy, shown to me at the cross,

Your love, rescued me from my loss.

Ever grateful, hands lifted…

Seeking Your mercy and grace.

Voices praising, ever thankful, and

I’m seeking Your face.

We praise…we praise…

Your grace, that forgives all my sin,

Your love, overwhelms all my pain.

Ever grateful, my hands lifted,

Seeking mercy and grace.

Voices praising, ever thankful Lord

I’m seeking Your face.

We praise…we praise…

Lord, we praise You for all You have done…

Lifting our hearts, because You are the One…

Who loves us, without any cause…

Gave Your life for me at the cross.

We praise…we praise

We praise You Lord..

It’s You we praise!

I need You Lord, no one can compare!

You rescued me, and removed my every care…

So everywhere I go, Lord I need You there!

I need You…I need You!

By Michael Mondragon 2008

If I had a 5-minute talk with Jesus (I’d really tell him)

This is great! Take a look…. -anita

Hard Times Ministries

I can imagine a meeting between me and Jesus and during that meeting I had exactly 5 minutes to speak to Him one on one.

It would probably go something like this:

Me:  Jesus, it is so good to see you.

Jesus:  Speak

And then right there is when everything would come to a head.  I know at this very moment, no matter what I said, I’d sound like a complete and total idiot.  Truthfully, I’d be speechless.

Me:  I, I…I….I…..Jesus…

Jesus:  You wanted your chance to talk so speak your mind. Out with it, boy.

Me:  It’s just…I mean…I wanted to let you know….

Once again, I’d be awe-stricken with His presence.  This is another way of saying, I would have no real idea of what to say.  At this point, I’d really like to listen.

Jesus:  During all these years, you wanted to speak when you should have…

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HOW STRONG IS YOUR FAITH?

Here’s another one of those pertinent questions that Lee Pierce challenges us with!  Enjoy! -anita

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I was thinking this morning about God’s great act of creation and how complex and artistic it is. This led me to think about how some people can look at the great oceans, the star-filled skies, majestic, soaring mountains– and even the wonderful creation that’s you and me—and come to a completely bogus conclusion. One that says these things are all the result of chance!

 

As I pondered how an otherwise intelligent and functioning mind could ever reach such a conclusion, I had a bit of an epiphany. It occurred to me that for a person to reach such a conclusion takes a significant act of faith. If natural selection and survival of the fittest—two hallmarks of naturalism (where anything supernatural is excluded)—are truly at work in our world, why doesn’t every creature look and act the same within each kind. One kind of rose, one kind of beetle, one kind of person, and so on. Surely, with all the billions of years postulated by evolutionists, each kind would have perfected itself by now!

 

According to a study by the University of California, there are more than 350,000 beetle species alone. Like flowers? There are some 150 distinct types of roses alone and thousands of hybrids. And, one need only look around oneself to see all the variations of human beings easily in view at any given moment. Moreover, if one takes a close look at our own bodies, one can see an amazing array of highly complex systems at work, all in unison. Our ability to think and reason, our sight, our digestive system, our immune system, speech, cardiovascular system, and others, all point to a highly developed creature. Clearly, there is so much sophistication here in our world—not to mention the sophistication within our own selves—that chance is woefully inadequate to explain it all.

 

Yet, large numbers of people conclude—as we’ve discussed in other blog postings—that there is no God; all that we see is the result of chance. As I pondered this thought, it occurred to me that it must take a massive amount of faith to hold that position (and maybe exercise a huge chunk of denial) given the overwhelming body of evidence to the contrary. It came to mind then that I questioned how strong my faith is. How do I believe in the God of creation and how vocal am I about this belief compared to the large written and vocal body of work that touts a universe of chance? A position that is often shouted loudly and with passionate conviction.

 

Of course, we are called to defend the faith we have, and many of us do so when called upon. But many times, maybe you, like me, are content to just enjoy this quiet and loving relationship we have with our great God. Maybe those who espouse the naturalist position do so with such vehemence and strident voice simply to convince themselves that their position is a worthy one to hold, and to drown out any quiet contemplation that might cause them to question said position.