My mom passed away last night at the age of 96. I feel that it wasn’t a coincidence that Jeff’s opening paragraph had Scripture in it saying “Absent from the body, home with the LORD. Just when I needed it. I do so much appreciate the willingness of readers to post Scripture as GODS word will not return empty.
So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. Isaiah 55:11
I was with Mom when she went to Heaven. She had Alzheimer’s for several years by then, had her own vocabulary but amazingly could sing some favorite hymns along with Dad. Several days before I had been sitting on her single bed, leaning over her, but she wasn’t paying any attention to me, she was looking over my shoulder and smiling and waving I am sure, at some beings above us. I marveled……We were grateful that her roommate had been moved down the hall so that we could have the family privacy those last days. She passed away a week later.~~~Years ago, I was out of town when the mother of my friend passed away. I went to visit her dad after I came home, and asked about Mae’s last days. He said, “Oh maybe you don’t know about when she was in the hospital before”. I said “No, tell me.” He said, “Well, she had circulation problems, her legs swollen twice their size, and she had been in a coma for several days”. So the family was around her bed, when suddenly Mae sat up, raised her arms in the air, and told them “I’ve seen Him! He’s not ready for me yet, He sent me back!” And fell back on her pillows. She passed away ten years later. I’ve often wondered, what did God still have to make ready for Mae before she could come?!
Perhaps it was for this very moment, for you to share this story with hundreds of us right here today. He wasn’t ready for her yet because He wanted her story of excitement and joy to be shared, to reassure and bring joy to each of us reading this today.
I was just thinking this same thing this morning. I went outside to throw out some food scraps in the green bin when one of my neighbors rode by with one of his children in a bike seat. I called out a good morning greeting to him. He swung back around to chat. Really, I think it was to tell me about how his wife had been diagnosed with stage 3 ovarian cancer. She’s stable after some very aggressive treatment. I wished them well and hoped for a complete remission. He hoped so, too, but he said, “You know, it’s ovarian cancer.” So, I told him about my aunt who was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, had a hysterectomy, went into remission, and is still here some 30 years later. (She’s in her 80s now.)
His face lit up and he said, “Oh, really?”
I smiled. “Yes.”
“That’s great news.”
Not long after, he continued on his ride.
Hope. We must hold hope even in the darkest times and believe we can make it through it all.
Please share with your neighbor & his wife the book "How to Starve Cancer," by Jane McLelland. She is a cancer survivor (cervical, then 5 years later, lung) since 1994. She underwent traditional therapies - chemo & surgery - but also spent lots of time and energy figuring out which repurposed drugs & supplements could block cancer pathways. My own daughter has benefited from her "roadmap," which each person must individualize.
I would, but, to be honest, I have shared many times in the past only to have people get angry with me. This neighbor is a radiologist, very nice, but also very indoctrinated. There’s no question she got both shots and most likely boosters. I don’t know her well enough to offer the information.
You know, sometimes when encounters happen, or don’t happen, I want to look down and see whether I have left a trail….a trail as the snail might leave? Silvery on the sidewalk? And then I think “Ah-mazing! I was meant to be here, this time, and this place! “.~~~And I thought I was only stopping for gas and picking up cleaning….. So your exchange might leave the opening to say something later, when they need you to say more….”orders my steps”. Hmmm? Breaking ground, as in planting ? Keep it up Some day their pride might melt, when you’re handy.
There are many people who have gone on to what they thought was their “final destination” only to be sent back to finish the work that Father has intended for them…I love to watch Randy Kay’s interviews of people that have experienced an NDE and have gone up to meet Jesus and the Father…and yes, there are some that got sent to the DOWN Elevator…but were sent back to Earth to straighten up their act and to warn the rest of us that there IS Life after Death, and we all have a decision to make: acknowledge Jesus as your Lord & Savior, ask Him to be the Lord of your life, and follow Father’s commandments. If you choose to deny His existence and ignore His teachings, just remember Eternity is a mighty long time. Where would YOU rather spend it?
Right before my dad passed away, when he was in the hospital, he started looking up at the corner of the ceiling and started to describe the beauty he was seeing and how beautiful it was where he was going, and my mother was sitting beside him and said she wanted to go there with him too, and he said, “no you can’t go with me not for a long time.” I knew in that moment my mother was going to live to grow old. My dad was 67 my mom 66 at the time. My mom is now 81, and still going strong!
The last day of my dad's life, I was sitting with him at the nursing home talking.
He said: "I saw my mother today." I asked what she said. He told me she said everything will be fine. He was staring up at the ceiling and was very calm and relaxed. We'd talked before about deceased-to-this-life family contacting us and I asked him to do that if he could once he got to the other side. He said he would.
He said he saw God the day before. When I called the parish priest to let him know, he said, "It won't be long now." My dad died about 4 hours later, around 11 pm. The nurse who called was stunned as his vitals had been fine at her last check. My mom and I went to see him before he was taken to the funeral home. My dad had a great smile on his face.
The funeral home must have removed the smile because he didn't have it when he was laid out. But no matter - we saw it. :)
And my dad has come back several times. It seems like a random event but it's comforting.
Oh shure! But I referred to her saying “He’s not ready for me yet,” wondering what other plans Up There were yet to be completed before she could come It makes me smile, remembering the Truth we can believe in these times
I love this, thank you so much for sharing! When my grandfather passed away, my brother was with him, and my brother said afterwards that witnessing how my grandfather looked and what he said before he passed made my brother absolutely sure that there was an afterlife. It was a transformative experience for him.
I lost my oldest daughter, their best friend and my son was in coma for 40 days…..long days.
But what an experience was for me. I have to choose between flaying back to Mexico City for their funeral or going to Acapulco to be next to the living one….So in that long night and following day I make the decision to choose life.
I got to the hospital in Acapulco two days later and my son has been twice on the table for brain surgery.
Nobody will give him any chance, so I told them that the Lord will raise him up again and he will testify to all of them.
(Catholics in Mx. have a very different perspective of the Word)
About 3 years later, I was with my son in the pool and I was feeling the little hole in his scalp and I asked him what he could remember about those days he was in coma.
His answer was, I remember when you were kneeling next to me praying in my ear……
Then he described the whole scene, very calmly and when through the details.
The only way he could do that was he was looking from the top of the room, his soul was outside his body.
BTW he’s doing great 19 years later. Praise Got for It every day.
Oh Carlos, how heartbreaking to lose your daughter and their friend 😢 and what a difficult time to be with your son wavering between life and death. The Lord does hear our prayers and I am so glad your son was able to continue to live. I have heard many people relate experiences of loved ones hearing their prayers and loving words in similar situations. It definitely makes a difference! Many blessings to you and your family 🙏
That is lovely. Both stories. There is MORE. When my nephew died of cancer at 22 years old, after a leg amputation didn't stop the cancer, he started running in his bed and telling his mom he could see where he was going and couldn't wait to get there.♥
Wow, verrrrry special… that one should be shared with young people who doubt their worth and talents. And future. Tic Toc and ear blaring music not the answer. We know the end of the story, and Bill Gates won’t take the time….he will wish he had. And truly, “this world is not my home, I’m just a passin’ through” 🎶
Your sharing this important life story with us, Sharon, is the main reason why I keep "checking in" with this C & C "army" (for so we are - battling the tyranny and evil swirling around the world now). Mae was indeed in tune with her Creator and she fulfilled her supreme "calling" in life!! May we all be "Maes" in this sad, sick world!!
That's a great story! I am currently taking care of my mother - 2 years now. Trying to keep her out of assisted living and I write about it all to keep my sanity. Jeff mentioned May 30 as the original "Memorial Day" and I just wrote a post about my veteran father that passed on that very day in 2015. Before he was doped into a paralyzing waking coma with morphine he kept looking up and saying, "there it is" and kept repeating "wait a minute". Thought I'd share a link to my post as it seems fitting... banjocatcreative.com/language-of-the-heart ... Thanks for sharing your story here.
Yes! I have that book, and two by Randy Kay, who has a ministry dealing with the testimonies of people who clinically died and went to Heaven (some to Hell, and YES, it does exist!) but were sent back to finish the work they were meant to do…Randy’s on YouTube if anyone wants to go check him out. His videos are so very uplifting & inspiring!! 🙏🏼😇🥰
My mom died at 95. That morning she told a caregiver that she wanted to go be with her husband in heaven.
A few hours later ladies from the neighborhood came with cake and champagne to celebrate her 95th birthday. And a few hours after that, she passed quietly on her bed. When I got the news all I could say was good for you mom. A blessed life and a desired passing. What could be better?
My mom is 96 and keeps growing in the Lord, although she wants to go home. She says she thinks of that song which says "This earth is not my home, I'm just a'passin through". Thank God for these pillars that have gone before us and may we have the strength to make this world a better place.
“This earth is not my home, I'm just a'passin through". My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.”
May perpetual light shine upon your dear mother and may her soul rest in peace in the eternal loving arms of the Lord- She ran the race and kept the faith. Your faith is a testament to her exemplary life.
My grandparents never stopped missing 2 of their children who died decades before them. They lived and enjoyed their other 7 children and the vast families each of those created over a lifetime, but that one spot in my grandparents’ hearts which belonged to each child could only be for that child. Love lasts a lifetime and tho it is difficult at times, loving another so fully is completely worth the challenges.
We always hold those we love who passed into the REAL SIDE of life close to our hearts and minds, Roland. The death of a child is particularly gut wrenching - and I am sure you never need reminded of that fact. ((HUGS)) to you and your beloved family.
36. She had been depressed for at least 3 years, and went off the rails, leaving her husband, but keeping him on the hook. Never took any of our advise, and really got bad the last year when she saw a Frankenstein shrink and he gave her 5 toxins that she herself said " broke my brain". She was too proud and too broken to ask us for help, or even reconcile properly. Can't remember her ever saying she was sorry, but she said it twice in her note. She is much better now, and we get along better now than the last 20 years she was still in this world.
I had a similar experience. My mother was in the hospital with Alzheimer’s and a broken hip. She had only a few weeks left to live. It was a Catholic hospital and a Catholic priest came in going about his rounds of Catholic patients. He happened to be the priest from our parish and was known to love music. My mother had not spoken for at least a year. He sang the Holy holy holy and my mother (who is Italian) started singing with him! At that moment a ray of bright sunshine blasted through the window (in rainy November in Seattle) and landed right on my mother. It was amazing.
You know, the health pharm and hospital leaders, no matter what they have done, and still plan to do, cannot touch the spirit and the Promise that we have in this: though the tickets for loved one arrived earlier than expected, the trip for them would be glorious and eternal….we can triumph in that sure knowledge. Take that oh thou wicked ones! but….and there will be quite a different time table and destination for all of You!
Sorry for your loss, dear Chuck. I, too, lost a sister on Friday evening; the Holy Scriptures are always a source of comfort at this time. God bless you.
May the Lord bless you & keep you, may his face shine upon you & be gracious to you, may the Lord look upon you with kindness & grant you peace.
My mom passed away 1 yr ago yesterday. Chuck, may you be blessed with others who remember your loss one year from now. That has been such a gift for me. I wish that for you as well.
My dad was a Merchant Marine. He landed at Normandy the next day to clean up the beach. He could never speak about it other than to say he was there. Deepest gratitude to all who served.
He knew enough most of the time, not to "TALK" about it. Knowing it would only open that darn box of unresolved conflicts that were in a vault locked away. My step father spent 25 yrs in the Marine corps mostly in the Pacific theater (the military calls these actions theater)
And rightly named as such. Sigh....
Ed never liked talking about it at home. But he attended all those Veterans reunions with a lot of pride. It was a way for them to renew that hero Americans, first and forever mindset.
They take that with them to their graves as " I gave my life for this" ! What did you do?
I always thought my dad had missed the action in Korea. He was a Navy pilot. Just recently, my brother told me that our dad was actually one of the pilots who bombed Korea. The pilots flew so low that the blowback from the bombs would strike their planes. Many pilots didn’t make it home.
He never told me this, only my brother
My dad was also one of the pilots who, had the president ordered it, would’ve dropped the bomb on Russia.
None of us would be here if he hadn’t made it home. It’s been 20 years. I still miss him.
My mother's cousin (USN) was anchored at sea that day, frying doughnuts all day long for the boys going ashore. Husband's father, a battalion surgeon, landed at Normandy in late July, assigned to Patton's 3rd army. Mine had been training new recruits in Louisiana and Mississippi, then was deployed to Philippines. No Normandy for him. And no deaths for either of these 3. Until a long life had been lived.
I remember when I was growing up, my mother showed me a letter that her friend, J.H. Joyner, had written to her. I can't remember whether it was before he left to fight in WW2, or after he was deployed. What I do remember is that he seemed to have a premonition that he was going to die in battle, and indeed he did. After my mother's death I really wanted to find that letter, but never did. Why do we always wait until it's too late before we ask to hear the stories and to record them?
It won't be found. My estranged brother cast me out of my mother's house when I was trying to help clean and pick out items I wanted to keep, and I don't expect to ever enter it again. It's his house now.
It's not that sad to me, Kathleen. It's a relief that 20+ years of his harassment have ended. Still, I stand ready and willing to have a relationship with him, IF there is real change.
I know someone who told me some months ago, “it’s only things!” I am trying to sort and purge…LOL. Well, Hmmm, at the time, she had a property at a lake, a condo and a summer property not in winter state……I only have one. But … having three properties, doesn’t that mean Things!??
There’s an amazing service called Live On that my dad recently recorded (over zoom) his childhood history to today, and all the stories he wants to pass on to us and his grandchildren. Stories he knows about his grandparents and the line of ancestry too. A lady named Ruth guides the session, asks great questions and a man named David does all the technical work. They are excellent at making it a wonderful professional quality keepsake. I was so impressed with my dads video that even though I’m young, I purchased a session for myself, and have already recorded my interview of my first 42 years. I figure my children will love to see me as younger than if I waited another 20 years plus I have a lot of stories about my children growing up fresh in my mind that I want to preserve. The website is live on services, I will try to post a link. Highly recommend.
Sharing that was enough even when the letter was lost. Some things are meant to just be remembered and appreciated and you did. Cherish it and live in the day as it will be history too. I believe God sees and remembers and that is what matters most.
When you determine the source of that train of thought, please broadcast it across the fruited plain. Sooo very many Americans today need to get on board.
My thought exactly. I have such admiration for this young man.
Then in my mind I picture him juxtaposed to our current crop of whining, Marxist, gender confused, flag burning, cry bullies, and I am disgusted.
Thank God we still have many fine, patriotic young people. They don’t make the news (unless they are being criticized as haters and bigots and MAGA deplorables) but they are out there and we need them more than ever.
This one brought tears to my eyes. My father, decorated career military, served in
WW II and came home in 1954 with a bride in tow — my mother (from Austria). That’s how I got here. It was a happy ending for our family, but videos like this remind me of all the families that were crushed with grief at the loss of their loved ones — not just in WW II, but throughout our history as a nation. We are all forever in their debt.
Thank you for the reminder that freedom comes at a high price. God bless. ✝️
Thank you, TriTorch. What a fitting tribute. My dad was sent to North Africa and slogged his way up the Italian peninsula to Germany. He was one of the fortunate ones who returned home safely. They truly were the Greatest Generation.
@Tritorch thank you. I should’ve believed you 😭 I wonder how that exceptional 11 year old fared in the last tumultuous 10 years? And how did he have that extraordinary knowledge at such a tender age? I’m going to check out Project Vigil to see if it says anything about him. (The video is 7:29 minutes, not 729 😉, and you won’t regret those 7 minutes; trust me.) 🇺🇸
TU for posting that video. Made me cry. My dad was an aid to general Bradley Big Red One & fought in the Korean War. He was awarded Bronze star & Purple Heart. He never recover from his wounds. Most of which were mental. We owe so much to our Military people. It is unforgivable what has been done to our country 🙏❤️
Wow. Tears are flowing. I have the original letter announcing my Uncle Frank’s death to my grandmother. I also have his Purple Heart. His death pretty much destroyed his family. Even until my mother’s dying day, she pined for her big brother.
I am so sorry to hear that NinaG. He paid the ultimate price for a higher purpose - defending freedom, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness - but he is never gone. He hails you and your family from unseen distant shores and radiates love and guidance as he waves. A friend sent me this:
Gone From My Sight
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone,"
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!" —Henry Van Dyke
Today those are as much or more likely to be common Patriots who love others around them enough to defy government in a civil, moral, GODLY way. We must find out WHO determines what's really right. It is NO Man but only the God/Man. He has a written law.
My husband's dad was in the US Navy, stationed in the South Pacific during WWII. Thankfully, the Lord brought him home from that horrible war. He has recently come home to live with us... at 101 years of age. The Lord is not done with him yet....
My Dad was a WW2 pilot. Army, tried to find my oldest brother’s specifics re rank, years served etc. Unsuccessful. He was next to deploy after being a pilot instructor in TX. Then the bombs were dropped. My brother actually met one of the pilots, thanking him as he’d likely never been conceived otherwise. Not a known fact- all of the pilots dropping bombs had no idea if they dropped the “bad” ones.
Last Friday I put out a request for urgent spiritual battle warfare prayer. I posted it as a comment to Janice’s daily scripture.
34 of you prayer warriors replied with prayer, scriptures and encouragement.
I have no words other than to deeply say THANK YOU!!! 😭😭😭
Our family has been battling hard for weeks, in a state where we are without surrounding family and friends. The Lord told me to reach out for help, so I reached out to you all. Within 24 hours there was BREAKTHROUGH!!! 💃🏻 🙏
The devil came to steal from us, destroy what God has given, and to physically kill one member of my family. The oppression was thick and the presence of evil was palpable. Beyond anything I’ve ever experienced.
The enemy had convinced a member of my family (who loves Jesus and lives for Him) to take his own life for reasons that don’t matter. The voices were real, direct and manipulative. I physically saw the battle happening right in front of me. I spent two hours Saturday morning following the lead of the Holy Spirit and shared scripture and truth. I shared biblical stories as the Holy Spirit gave me. I had worship music playing. The Lord spoke to my heart clearly and said “do not stop”. I refused to let the enemy have my family. I spoke truth after truth after truth until the breakthrough came, and when it did The Lord Jesus Christ came in like a flood with compassion and tender care, and saved his physical life, gave forgiveness and already in two short days has brought redemption and restoration even better than before. It has been miraculous! We’ve been weeping for two days and thanking God for his grace and mercy.
I should also add I do not believe this person was possessed by anything. But the oppression was thick because he chose to listen and believe the lies he was hearing. There is freedom at the foot of the cross through a repentant heart. 😭
So THANK YOU C&C Army!!! You are more than political junkies. You are an Army of ACTION TAKERS, DOERS, people who respond to the call. You helped call in The Army of the Lord to battled principalities and powers and bring down strongholds. You helped save a family. I will be forever grateful to you. ♥️
You have no idea how much hope your words have given me. When we pray and praise, He wars on our behalf.
We too have been waging war for someone too. Her name is Jojo. We believe, we trust, we hope and so we pray. Intercession is the word of our day. Every day. For our family, for our nation.
Never give up. Stand. Take back what the enemy is trying to steal. We are fighters here on C&C for our country. God is telling us to fight for His people and our families. We pray and follow His leading and He saves, delivers, heals and redeems!
Lord, please show compassion to Jojo and protect her. Bring her to her knees in repentance and submission so that she may look up from the foot of the cross and see You. Behold you stand at the door and knock…help her have the strength to merely jiggle the handle and then burst in like a flood and cover her. In Jesus name.
She has the purest of hearts. She gave birth to her 6th child. She and her husband are in ministry. The child came very early, the birth caused a neurological storm that has affected every lobe in her brain. But her husband only leaves her side to go home and spend short spans of time with their children.
It happened on Mother’s Day.
The neurologists thought there was no hope. But they are beginning to believe in the power of prayer. One neurologist has gone ahead and scheduled her to speak at a conference one year from now……he is seeing that the God they serve is Faithful and True. Souls are being changed by this event.
Her husband’s name is Tobin, hers is Jojo. Please, if you will, remember them when you pray❤️
Oh wow! I’m so sorry. What I prayed, while still the truth, needs to be changed to fit this circumstance. I will remember Jojo and her family. The Lord in His mercy can heal and the devil who wants to take her life has no power to do so. The Lord knows the number of her days not the enemy. She is a child of the One True God. May the Lord protect her and keep that family close to His heart and answer the cries of their heart. Lord, lead them in the way You want them to pray. May their will line up with Your will and plan. Allow the Holy Spirit to speak truth and give them ears to hear you and the courage and strength to stand. Protect their kids and her husband Lord Jesus.
By the blood of the Lamb we ask for her complete healing Lord. In Jesus name. Amen
❤️❤️I took no offense at this. What is so amazing is that this is happening in the Deep South….Tennessee. They are a mixed race couple. She is black and he is white. Those saying she has the purest of hearts are white people whom the media depicts as ignorant, uneducated bigots and racist. They are having prayer meetings every day. It is one amazing thing after the other. Healing of relationships has come through this woman. She is loved by the church and the community at large. This is one of the most encouraging things I have ever seen. She has lived such a life, and it is as though everyone has circled their wagons and are fighting with flaming swords.
Makes me weep when I think of her.
Thank you so much for your prayers.
Thank you to every one who whispers her name. And please pray for the children.
This child who was born on Mother’s Day is named Indigo. Surround him with your prayers too.
Wow! Thank you for sharing. And what a testimony that the dr believes in one year she will be speaking! Amazing! Gods will be done. Lord please heal Jojo if it be your will!!
We are all living lives miraculously. The scars are often covered but the deliverance is real. We shall tell of the wonderous acts of God to love another for eternity and fall down in worship. It's only by His grace having veiled our eyes that we do not fall down dead in the glory of earthly worship today.
Jesus will hold us firm forever. He cannot fail. 🙌🏼
Stories and comments like these are what have made me feel like the C&C group has always been not just fighters but fighters for our community. God please continue to be with us!
Jesus Saves! Jesus Saves!! Praying that his faith remains solid as the battles will continue but that he has seen The Great Light. We must never tell ppl that anyone is better off after taking their own life. I'm not the final judge but in no way, even passively, should we encourage murder/sin to get into heaven.
Spiritual warfare is real! At some point in the early years of my Christian life (I became a Christian in 1976) satan began tempting me to commit suicide. It was really strange. I was not depressed, there was nothing going on in my life to cause me to consider such a thing, but there was the temptation, the oppression, every day, even to beginning to make a plan. At the same time, I continued to cry out to Jesus to help me. I did not want to dishonor His name. The reason I say it was satan is because after weeks of this, the oppression suddenly lifted. I really felt like satan decided it just wasn't going to work and he gave up. "You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world." 1 John 4:4
Amazing!!! Thank you for sharing!! The devil roams around seeking who he may devour. That is truth. He doesn’t care who he gets or how he gets us. And as many as possible. So thankful for your testimony!
@Sunnydaze apparently he got the golfer Grayson Murray on Saturday 😞 I was sure it was the other “died suddenly” reason, but no. May he rest in peace 🙏🏻
I agree his seemed an odd case not so after what I’m reading here. Thank you all for sharing personal experiences of oppression and subsequent relief. It’s stunning.
That is why scripture talks about resist the devil and he will flee from you! Praise God Anne you listened to your real Father and resisted! I believe many have been saved in like circumstances.
There is no denying the Lord’s actions! He will fight for you- and is ever present! Thanks and praise to Jesus. He is mighty to save , indeed! Amen amen!
I am so very moved by your post!! Thank you so much for sharing your experience and for not giving up when you needed to keep up the fight!! Praise the Lord!!! 🙏🙏🙏
@Sunnydaze Thanks be to God!! And thank you for your praise report 🙏🏻 I have an image of many single cords that when woven together are an unbreakable rope! 💪🏼 Thank you for the privilege of letting us be “in your rope.” 🙏🏻❤️
For Catholics, June is the month dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. In Rapid City, SD, our TLM Church is fighting back. We are placing flags, bumper stickers and more around the city to combat the false ‘pride’ symbols that will be shown.
Or with Noah's ark...the reminder of the rainbow should be that God judged the entire earth (but Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord) but God vowed not to judge the whole earth by flood again. Next time will be by fire. They are witnesses against themselves of God's judgement.
Yet every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of the Father. They will confess in this life to their Lord and Savior or they will confess in the next life before the judgement seat.
AND IF he is a veteran??? just asking.... I do agree with him that perhaps your focusing on how many days one gets vs. another is not the right perspective... it only serves to make you angry. How does that help you?
If you add up all the other days, it's hundreds of days per year that we "celebrate" gay or "trans" people. It's also not a coincidence IMO that our medical system has made more progress in the treatment of HIV/AIDS and hepatitis than they have in the treatment of Alzheimer's and dementia. Not fair is an understatement. It's an inversion of humanity, morality, and basic decency. "Pride," indeed.
❤️🤍💙 An excerpt from The Conservateur Author:Emily Johnson - Dear fallen soldier, sailor, marine, or airman,
I am writing you this letter on the eve of Memorial Day weekend. This weekend, often regarded as the unofficial start to summer, will be filled with barbecues, fireworks, and discounted prices at favorite retail stores. But these things are only noise. Every year as Memorial Day arrives, I think of you.
I think of the bomber pilots of World War II and their commitment to service, even in the face of almost certain death.
I think of the Marines who gallantly raised the American flag during the Battle of Iwo Jima in 1945.
I think of the Battle of Mogadishu in 1993 when 18 Army soldiers were shot from their Black Hawk helicopters and killed.
I think of the 17 Navy SEALs who were killed in 2011 during Extortion 17.
I think of the 11 Marines, one soldier, and one sailor who were killed at Abbey Gate in 2021.
It is atop your shoulders, the shoulders of giants, that our nation stands. It is because of the constant courage and unwavering American spirit of valiant patriots like you that our colors do not run.
You are the soul of this country. Not Democrats or Republicans, but you. Please know that your sacrifice was not made in vain. It is because of you that we are free.
Jeff, thank you so much for that history of Memorial Day, it makes it so much more meaningful. I grew up in Alton Illinois, where we had a big Memorial Day parade, and the school bands marched in it. We were told it was the oldest continuous Memorial Day parade in the nation.
Today I remember my Father who served in the Navy in the Pacific in WWII.
My father and 3 uncles served in the Navy in the Pacific for WW II. 3 of them made it home - and the youngest one Buddy (18) was shot down - he was the tail gunner.
I’ve been a C&C junkie for four years (lest any of you who don’t recognize my “name” and think I’m a whack job. 😂
Last Friday I put out a request for urgent spiritual battle warfare prayer. I posted it as a comment to Janice’s daily scripture.
34 of you prayer warriors replied with prayer, scriptures and encouragement.
I have no words other than to deeply say THANK YOU!!! 😭😭😭
Our family has been battling hard for weeks, in a state where we are without surrounding family and friends. The Lord told me to reach out for help, so I reached out to you all. Within 24 hours there was BREAKTHROUGH!!! 💃🏻 🙏
The devil came to steal from us, destroy what God has given, and to physically kill one member of my family. The oppression was thick and the presence of evil was palpable. Beyond anything I’ve ever experienced.
The enemy had convinced a member of my family (who loves Jesus and lives for Him) to take his own life for reasons that don’t matter. The voices were real, direct and manipulative. I physically saw the battle happening right in front of me. I spent two hours Saturday morning following the lead of the Holy Spirit and shared scripture and truth. I shared biblical stories as the Holy Spirit gave me. I had worship music playing. The Lord spoke to my heart clearly and said “do not stop”. I refused to let the enemy have my family. I spoke truth after truth after truth until the breakthrough came, and when it did The Lord Jesus Christ came in like a flood with compassion and tender care, and saved his physical life, gave forgiveness and already in two short days has brought redemption and restoration even better than before. It has been miraculous! We’ve been weeping for two days and thanking God for his grace and mercy.
I would like to add that I do not believe this person was possessed by anything but the oppression was heavy. He chose to listen to the lies and believe them. Freedom came at the foot of the cross through repentance.
So THANK YOU C&C Army!!! You are more than political junkies. You are an Army of ACTION TAKERS, DOERS, people who respond to the call. You helped call in The Army of the Lord to battle principalities and powers and bring down strongholds. You helped save a family. I will be forever grateful to you. ♥️
Thank you, Sunnydaze, for posting this update - so grateful for G-d's mercy and grace; we rejoice with you! Amazing Grace is actually playing as I write this!
We are now in the midst of a similar battle, seemingly out of the blue. s-t-n is working overtime to destroy family members (primarily younger ones but affecting adults as well), sending arrows from multiple directions. We, as a family, have been praying since Monday - the hits just keep coming: spiritual, mental, emotional, and physical.
Thank you for sharing how you battled for your precious loved one - it is of tremendous encouragement to me, personally, as I pray throughout these days.
I agree. There is an all out assault on families. There has been some pretty regular backlash happening since last weekend here as well. We have to be guarded at all times it seems. Keep standing strong and seek The Lord for directions on how to do battle for your loved ones. He will be faithful to lead you out and bring victory!! 👏 👏
Pray the armor of God over each of you daily too!! Anoint your door frames all over your house. Until you hear from The Lord STAND. Make your stand agains the schemes of the enemy and STAND strong. Prayers for you friend. 🙏 ♥️
My dad was in the Navy during WWll. He was aboard a mine sweeper that was apparently full of asbestos. He came home to my mom after the war and went to Ohio State University and graduated suma cum laud with an Animal Husbandry degree. He was hired as a farm manager on a large dairy farm in Galloway, OH. He and my mom went on to have 4 children; I am the oldest, born in 1950. Their happy farm life ended with his death in 1956 at the age of 39. He had very aggressive lung cancer (not a smoker) that I would guess was caused by exposure to asbestos that led to mesothelioma. Our sad little family moved off the farm and back to my mom’s hometown of Cincinnati. Mom never remarried, we grew up fatherless and wild. My poor mom was treated like a pariah because she was an attractive widow. My brothers both ended up homeless, one died years ago and the other vanished and my sister and I haven’t heard from him in years. All this to say, many war casualties came years after the war ended. God bless the families who grew up without a father because he died during or after whichever war he fought. I am so thankful that I will see my dad and brave little mom again in heaven.
My heart hurt reading your post! When we learn all wars are contrived and who they benefit, we see the senseless and unnecessary sacrifices that are cloaked in doing the greater good. Thank you for sharing such a personal and justified comment.
10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
This has been near and dear to our family recently. Thank you for sharing it. These aren’t merely words on paper in a book. These are words to LIVE by and put into practice. Evil is rampant in this day. We HAVE to be protected. The devil walks around seeking who he may devour. He comes to steal, kill and destroy LITERALLY.
We need the armor of God. He gave it to us for a reason. 💜
The church service I attended yesterday was very powerful. The preacher recited scripture. That was it. Just scripture. The promises of God. Of course, the above passage was included in the recitation. It was the most encouraging and powerful message I’ve heard in a while. God’s word is powerful, living and true. 🙏🏻
Chapter and verse, please. I am soon to possibly face a battle for and with my daughter against an evil that is intent on taking her very life. I don't know of any better protection than this. Thanks so much.
Granny Annie if you get a chance please look at my comment today. You can find it as a reply to Janice’s scripture of the day and also as a stand alone comment. Our family JUST faces this battle and I am here to tell you there is power in the name of Jesus and His shed blood. Do not give up. Stand firm. Call on Jesus for help. He is faithful.
Praying for your daughter.
Pray the armor of God over here. If she is too weak or struggles to put it on herself then you pray and ask God to put it on for her. You be the watchman on the gate for her. You make sure that armor is in place every single morning. Peace to you friend. ♥️
Thanks do much, RunningLogic. We (she) need all the prayer we can get. She has been persecuted for over two years now, but what was done in the dark (to her) is about to be brought out into the clear light of day. We will wear the full armor of God, and, as always, God wins!
My husband ejected out of an F16 off the runway at Misawa Japan in 1998. We were newlyweds, airlifted to BAMC, the burn unit in San Antonio where he fought for his life, lost limb after limb, and passed away 3 months later and a few weeks after our year anniversary. He is buried at the Air Force Academy in COS. I remarried another F16 pilot (ironically) and life has been wonderful and hard. We lost our son to brain cancer 5 years ago and he too is buried at USAFA. This last year I met my nephew who was born after I lost my husband, but named after him. Another irony, he and my daughter attend the same college now in Nashville. He flew out this week to get to know our family better and the pilots here introduced him to the legacy of his uncle. We spent the day at one of the Air Force Bases that we live near and our friends toured him through the trainer jet, and the simulators, did a roll call in the pilot bar, and toasted his uncle and a couple of other good friends we have lost in the jet over the years, they recapped what happened to him in his accident, answered so many unanswered questions for this young man (his dad didn't talk much about his brother, grief is a beast). Then we went to the F16 base and my husband showed him the jet his uncle flew, life support, etc. All that to say is that our military guys and gals know how to honor those they served with, show the families what they meant, and made it special for my newfound nephew. A heartfelt shout out to those of us who have suffered the tremendous loss of our loved ones who have served this great nation and a thank you to those who don't forget them.
Love this story. God bless you and your family for all the sacrifices, especially those who made the ultimate sacrifice on our behalf. How wonderful that your nephew reached out.
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻AMAZING!! What a perfect write up for Memorial Day. I fly my flag today for all that have been lost but also for hope in the future. Thank you for all you do!
Lincoln’s inspired prose written on the train to Gettysburg is a great example of an extraordinary President in extraordinary times. Can you imagine what Biden would have written on a napkin while riding Amtrak to Wilmington, Delaware?
I’m a #NEARLY lifelong Lincolnophile and a quarter century #AbrahamLincoln reenactor asking you as a fellow citizen who’s in awe, not “fear” of our Lord Gott who is literally Love/Amor (ref. 1 John 4:8), to cease repeating the falsehood the Gettysburg Address was hastily composed on the rickety train ride from Washington City to Gettysburg , Pennsylvania on November 18th, 1863, the day before the dedication of our nation’s first national cemetery, renowned thereafter as #HallowedGround.
A couple of years ago we bought 13 flags and we line them up along the edge of our flower bed next to our driveway to honor/remember the 13 lost in the Afghanistan debacle. We put them out on all of the 'flag' holidays as a reminder to never forget.
Beautiful address. It brought tears to my eyes. One day the democrat- kinds will be no more and the wars will be just a distant memory. May they who gave their lives for this country and us be never forgotten.
Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly, abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Jesus Christ to all generations, forever and ever. Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21
Remembering those who fight and sacrifice. And remembering the One whose sacrifice allows us to win.
My mom passed away last night at the age of 96. I feel that it wasn’t a coincidence that Jeff’s opening paragraph had Scripture in it saying “Absent from the body, home with the LORD. Just when I needed it. I do so much appreciate the willingness of readers to post Scripture as GODS word will not return empty.
So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. Isaiah 55:11
I was with Mom when she went to Heaven. She had Alzheimer’s for several years by then, had her own vocabulary but amazingly could sing some favorite hymns along with Dad. Several days before I had been sitting on her single bed, leaning over her, but she wasn’t paying any attention to me, she was looking over my shoulder and smiling and waving I am sure, at some beings above us. I marveled……We were grateful that her roommate had been moved down the hall so that we could have the family privacy those last days. She passed away a week later.~~~Years ago, I was out of town when the mother of my friend passed away. I went to visit her dad after I came home, and asked about Mae’s last days. He said, “Oh maybe you don’t know about when she was in the hospital before”. I said “No, tell me.” He said, “Well, she had circulation problems, her legs swollen twice their size, and she had been in a coma for several days”. So the family was around her bed, when suddenly Mae sat up, raised her arms in the air, and told them “I’ve seen Him! He’s not ready for me yet, He sent me back!” And fell back on her pillows. She passed away ten years later. I’ve often wondered, what did God still have to make ready for Mae before she could come?!
Perhaps it was for this very moment, for you to share this story with hundreds of us right here today. He wasn’t ready for her yet because He wanted her story of excitement and joy to be shared, to reassure and bring joy to each of us reading this today.
I was just thinking this same thing this morning. I went outside to throw out some food scraps in the green bin when one of my neighbors rode by with one of his children in a bike seat. I called out a good morning greeting to him. He swung back around to chat. Really, I think it was to tell me about how his wife had been diagnosed with stage 3 ovarian cancer. She’s stable after some very aggressive treatment. I wished them well and hoped for a complete remission. He hoped so, too, but he said, “You know, it’s ovarian cancer.” So, I told him about my aunt who was diagnosed with ovarian cancer, had a hysterectomy, went into remission, and is still here some 30 years later. (She’s in her 80s now.)
His face lit up and he said, “Oh, really?”
I smiled. “Yes.”
“That’s great news.”
Not long after, he continued on his ride.
Hope. We must hold hope even in the darkest times and believe we can make it through it all.
HOPE and JOY are fruits of the Holy Spirit - and make our lives here on planet earth worth living!
Please share with your neighbor & his wife the book "How to Starve Cancer," by Jane McLelland. She is a cancer survivor (cervical, then 5 years later, lung) since 1994. She underwent traditional therapies - chemo & surgery - but also spent lots of time and energy figuring out which repurposed drugs & supplements could block cancer pathways. My own daughter has benefited from her "roadmap," which each person must individualize.
I would, but, to be honest, I have shared many times in the past only to have people get angry with me. This neighbor is a radiologist, very nice, but also very indoctrinated. There’s no question she got both shots and most likely boosters. I don’t know her well enough to offer the information.
You know, sometimes when encounters happen, or don’t happen, I want to look down and see whether I have left a trail….a trail as the snail might leave? Silvery on the sidewalk? And then I think “Ah-mazing! I was meant to be here, this time, and this place! “.~~~And I thought I was only stopping for gas and picking up cleaning….. So your exchange might leave the opening to say something later, when they need you to say more….”orders my steps”. Hmmm? Breaking ground, as in planting ? Keep it up Some day their pride might melt, when you’re handy.
Gently offer-even a radiologist is looking for hope❤️
I love that you said that Lyndsay. That you took it to that level. I believe that.
Absolutely! Lessons to be shared and learned. Thank you.♥
This right here - exactly. Thank you for sharing
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There are many people who have gone on to what they thought was their “final destination” only to be sent back to finish the work that Father has intended for them…I love to watch Randy Kay’s interviews of people that have experienced an NDE and have gone up to meet Jesus and the Father…and yes, there are some that got sent to the DOWN Elevator…but were sent back to Earth to straighten up their act and to warn the rest of us that there IS Life after Death, and we all have a decision to make: acknowledge Jesus as your Lord & Savior, ask Him to be the Lord of your life, and follow Father’s commandments. If you choose to deny His existence and ignore His teachings, just remember Eternity is a mighty long time. Where would YOU rather spend it?
Right before my dad passed away, when he was in the hospital, he started looking up at the corner of the ceiling and started to describe the beauty he was seeing and how beautiful it was where he was going, and my mother was sitting beside him and said she wanted to go there with him too, and he said, “no you can’t go with me not for a long time.” I knew in that moment my mother was going to live to grow old. My dad was 67 my mom 66 at the time. My mom is now 81, and still going strong!
Beautiful - thank you so much for sharing this very important life moment - for death is just the reverse side of our "Life Mirror".
Death is just a pause in the conversation. ❤️
As St. Paul wrote in his epistle..."Now..we see through a glass darkly...but THEN...face to face" What joy to finally SEE our Lord Jesus Christ!!
The last day of my dad's life, I was sitting with him at the nursing home talking.
He said: "I saw my mother today." I asked what she said. He told me she said everything will be fine. He was staring up at the ceiling and was very calm and relaxed. We'd talked before about deceased-to-this-life family contacting us and I asked him to do that if he could once he got to the other side. He said he would.
He said he saw God the day before. When I called the parish priest to let him know, he said, "It won't be long now." My dad died about 4 hours later, around 11 pm. The nurse who called was stunned as his vitals had been fine at her last check. My mom and I went to see him before he was taken to the funeral home. My dad had a great smile on his face.
The funeral home must have removed the smile because he didn't have it when he was laid out. But no matter - we saw it. :)
And my dad has come back several times. It seems like a random event but it's comforting.
And for those of you : the book, and the movie, “Heaven is Real,”. Pretty stunning family story
That is so beautiful! These types of stories give me peace.
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Or maybe He had more work for Mae to do, more people to reach, more people to love and influence.
Oh shure! But I referred to her saying “He’s not ready for me yet,” wondering what other plans Up There were yet to be completed before she could come It makes me smile, remembering the Truth we can believe in these times
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I love this, thank you so much for sharing! When my grandfather passed away, my brother was with him, and my brother said afterwards that witnessing how my grandfather looked and what he said before he passed made my brother absolutely sure that there was an afterlife. It was a transformative experience for him.
It is indeed
My children were in car accident
I lost my oldest daughter, their best friend and my son was in coma for 40 days…..long days.
But what an experience was for me. I have to choose between flaying back to Mexico City for their funeral or going to Acapulco to be next to the living one….So in that long night and following day I make the decision to choose life.
I got to the hospital in Acapulco two days later and my son has been twice on the table for brain surgery.
Nobody will give him any chance, so I told them that the Lord will raise him up again and he will testify to all of them.
(Catholics in Mx. have a very different perspective of the Word)
About 3 years later, I was with my son in the pool and I was feeling the little hole in his scalp and I asked him what he could remember about those days he was in coma.
His answer was, I remember when you were kneeling next to me praying in my ear……
Then he described the whole scene, very calmly and when through the details.
The only way he could do that was he was looking from the top of the room, his soul was outside his body.
BTW he’s doing great 19 years later. Praise Got for It every day.
Oh Carlos, how heartbreaking to lose your daughter and their friend 😢 and what a difficult time to be with your son wavering between life and death. The Lord does hear our prayers and I am so glad your son was able to continue to live. I have heard many people relate experiences of loved ones hearing their prayers and loving words in similar situations. It definitely makes a difference! Many blessings to you and your family 🙏
Appreciate you brother. Be blessed
Technically, it’s sister ☺️😁 But thank you 🙏❤️
POWERFUL testimony of the existence of the SOUL!!! God created and breathed!! Muchas gracias, Carlos!
My sister was with my grandma when she passed and said it was the closest to heaven she has ever been, as the Lord came and took Gram home.
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Those we love come back to us to help us cross over. Ive seen it several times where the person crossing over talks to deceased love ones.
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That is lovely. Both stories. There is MORE. When my nephew died of cancer at 22 years old, after a leg amputation didn't stop the cancer, he started running in his bed and telling his mom he could see where he was going and couldn't wait to get there.♥
Wow, verrrrry special… that one should be shared with young people who doubt their worth and talents. And future. Tic Toc and ear blaring music not the answer. We know the end of the story, and Bill Gates won’t take the time….he will wish he had. And truly, “this world is not my home, I’m just a passin’ through” 🎶
Your sharing this important life story with us, Sharon, is the main reason why I keep "checking in" with this C & C "army" (for so we are - battling the tyranny and evil swirling around the world now). Mae was indeed in tune with her Creator and she fulfilled her supreme "calling" in life!! May we all be "Maes" in this sad, sick world!!
That's a great story! I am currently taking care of my mother - 2 years now. Trying to keep her out of assisted living and I write about it all to keep my sanity. Jeff mentioned May 30 as the original "Memorial Day" and I just wrote a post about my veteran father that passed on that very day in 2015. Before he was doped into a paralyzing waking coma with morphine he kept looking up and saying, "there it is" and kept repeating "wait a minute". Thought I'd share a link to my post as it seems fitting... banjocatcreative.com/language-of-the-heart ... Thanks for sharing your story here.
Look up the book, “Imagine Heaven,” by John Burke. Some wonderful true stories, interviews around the world, second book more recent
There is a new show on Angel Studios called After Death. I just saw the advert for it yesterday.
Yes! I have that book, and two by Randy Kay, who has a ministry dealing with the testimonies of people who clinically died and went to Heaven (some to Hell, and YES, it does exist!) but were sent back to finish the work they were meant to do…Randy’s on YouTube if anyone wants to go check him out. His videos are so very uplifting & inspiring!! 🙏🏼😇🥰
I don’t think there’s a hell. The Pope said as much 25 years ago.
I will forever regret that I did t stay with my Mom on “that” night. 💔
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My mom died at 95. That morning she told a caregiver that she wanted to go be with her husband in heaven.
A few hours later ladies from the neighborhood came with cake and champagne to celebrate her 95th birthday. And a few hours after that, she passed quietly on her bed. When I got the news all I could say was good for you mom. A blessed life and a desired passing. What could be better?
My mom is 96 and keeps growing in the Lord, although she wants to go home. She says she thinks of that song which says "This earth is not my home, I'm just a'passin through". Thank God for these pillars that have gone before us and may we have the strength to make this world a better place.
“This earth is not my home, I'm just a'passin through". My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from Heaven’s open door and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.”
♥ Yes, those are the words she sings to me in her sweet voice. I count myself blessed to have such a mother. Thank you for the lyrics!
Amen to that.
That is lovely—I can’t think of a better way to pass from this life ❤️
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And to live to 95 is such a blessing! My grandmother lived to 93. ❤️
I had a great aunt, who lived to over 100 yo. She was my kindergarten teacher (her last year of teaching). The whole class called her Aunt Peg.
Wow, very special
Taking care of my mom... this really made me tear up. I hope and pray this is what happens for my mother. Thanks for sharing...
I am deeply sorry for your loss Chuck. May you find comfort knowing that your mother is “home with the Lord”.
I very much do!!
May perpetual light shine upon your dear mother and may her soul rest in peace in the eternal loving arms of the Lord- She ran the race and kept the faith. Your faith is a testament to her exemplary life.
Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep, By Clare Harner
Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am diamond glints on snow.
I am sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake and greet the dawn
I am the day as it is born
I am birds in circling flight
I am the soft starlight at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there.
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I did not die.
Beautiful. Brought a tear to my eye thinking of our daughter. Wife had just said she misses her a lot of late, and so do I.
I hope it’s not awkward to say “hugs” to you and your wife, Roland. I am teary eyed thinking of you and the sorrow you are both feeling 💔
I’m literally crying my eyes out right now. So overcome with the sense of loss.
I know 😞💔 So much sorrow in the comments today 😢
Glad it’s not just me 😭
My grandparents never stopped missing 2 of their children who died decades before them. They lived and enjoyed their other 7 children and the vast families each of those created over a lifetime, but that one spot in my grandparents’ hearts which belonged to each child could only be for that child. Love lasts a lifetime and tho it is difficult at times, loving another so fully is completely worth the challenges.
We always hold those we love who passed into the REAL SIDE of life close to our hearts and minds, Roland. The death of a child is particularly gut wrenching - and I am sure you never need reminded of that fact. ((HUGS)) to you and your beloved family.
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Remind me the age she was? 😢🫂
36. She had been depressed for at least 3 years, and went off the rails, leaving her husband, but keeping him on the hook. Never took any of our advise, and really got bad the last year when she saw a Frankenstein shrink and he gave her 5 toxins that she herself said " broke my brain". She was too proud and too broken to ask us for help, or even reconcile properly. Can't remember her ever saying she was sorry, but she said it twice in her note. She is much better now, and we get along better now than the last 20 years she was still in this world.
heartbreaking Roland. 😢😩
May the God of all comfort wrap you in his love and fill you with a peace that only comes from knowing Him. 🙏Amen
I had a similar experience. My mother was in the hospital with Alzheimer’s and a broken hip. She had only a few weeks left to live. It was a Catholic hospital and a Catholic priest came in going about his rounds of Catholic patients. He happened to be the priest from our parish and was known to love music. My mother had not spoken for at least a year. He sang the Holy holy holy and my mother (who is Italian) started singing with him! At that moment a ray of bright sunshine blasted through the window (in rainy November in Seattle) and landed right on my mother. It was amazing.
You know, the health pharm and hospital leaders, no matter what they have done, and still plan to do, cannot touch the spirit and the Promise that we have in this: though the tickets for loved one arrived earlier than expected, the trip for them would be glorious and eternal….we can triumph in that sure knowledge. Take that oh thou wicked ones! but….and there will be quite a different time table and destination for all of You!
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Beautiful story! That’s our God, ever present and ever revealing His love. I just got shivers.
Amazing and filled with the love of our Creator God who sees each and every hair on the head of His 'children'!! The SON is the SUN of creation!!
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Sorry for your loss, dear Chuck. I, too, lost a sister on Friday evening; the Holy Scriptures are always a source of comfort at this time. God bless you.
I'm so sorry Marsha - May she rest in peace and may you and your family be consoled. I will keep all of you in my prayers.
Thank you for this kindness.
So sorry for your loss.
Thank you for your kindness.l
So very sorry for your loss. Praying for you and your family.
I appreciate your kind words and prayers. Thank you.
So sorry Marsha!
Thank you for your kindness, Jean.
May the Lord bless you & keep you, may his face shine upon you & be gracious to you, may the Lord look upon you with kindness & grant you peace.
My mom passed away 1 yr ago yesterday. Chuck, may you be blessed with others who remember your loss one year from now. That has been such a gift for me. I wish that for you as well.
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May your beloved mother's soul rest peace with our Lord. 🙏 I am sorry for your loss Chuck. May our Lord comfort you today and in the days to come.
My condolences. She lived a long life, as did my Mother.
My condolences. She will continue to be with you in spirit. What a joy for her though!
So sorry for your loss. The finest generation! They went through the Great Depression and WWII. My sweet Mom is 98!
May your mom rest in peace and may you be comforted.
God bless you.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Chuck, but so glad that you have the assurance that you will see her again.
So sorry for your loss. That Scripture is what I had put on my moms head stone.
In memory of all those who have protected our country, and to those who still are… God bless them all. 😘🙏
Agree BB.
Project Vigil: D-Day 2014, The saluting boy on Omaha Beach: https://bitchute.com/video/ABFrE9DxZYZ3 [729mins]
For those that have not seen it (and even those that have), that's ^ the most moving video you'll see today.
My dad landed at Normandy.
Thanks for the link.
My dad was a Merchant Marine. He landed at Normandy the next day to clean up the beach. He could never speak about it other than to say he was there. Deepest gratitude to all who served.
Merchant Marine had huge loss of life in the Atlantic.
Mine, too.
Two of my great Uncles landed at Normandy, as well
Lot of those guys were essentially kids...very young.
Yes, my Dad shipped out to the Pacific at 17.
The Pacific battles were especially tough.
And made it back home in bravery,
to tell the tale of the horrors of the task at hand.
Sends Shivers in me.
I suspect what was even worse for him was when he participated in the liberation of the forced labor camp in Nordhausen, Germany.
Only time I heard him get angry at what he saw...the death...and the living who looked like walking corpses.
He knew enough most of the time, not to "TALK" about it. Knowing it would only open that darn box of unresolved conflicts that were in a vault locked away. My step father spent 25 yrs in the Marine corps mostly in the Pacific theater (the military calls these actions theater)
And rightly named as such. Sigh....
Ed never liked talking about it at home. But he attended all those Veterans reunions with a lot of pride. It was a way for them to renew that hero Americans, first and forever mindset.
They take that with them to their graves as " I gave my life for this" ! What did you do?
My dad rarely, if ever, talked about it.
And he also did go to those Army reunions.
Civilians will never understand what those guys went through.
I always thought my dad had missed the action in Korea. He was a Navy pilot. Just recently, my brother told me that our dad was actually one of the pilots who bombed Korea. The pilots flew so low that the blowback from the bombs would strike their planes. Many pilots didn’t make it home.
He never told me this, only my brother
My dad was also one of the pilots who, had the president ordered it, would’ve dropped the bomb on Russia.
None of us would be here if he hadn’t made it home. It’s been 20 years. I still miss him.
So sad KJ
Those combat veterans carried a huge burden.
Often in silence.
My mother's cousin (USN) was anchored at sea that day, frying doughnuts all day long for the boys going ashore. Husband's father, a battalion surgeon, landed at Normandy in late July, assigned to Patton's 3rd army. Mine had been training new recruits in Louisiana and Mississippi, then was deployed to Philippines. No Normandy for him. And no deaths for either of these 3. Until a long life had been lived.
Just about every family were involved in some way.
I remember when I was growing up, my mother showed me a letter that her friend, J.H. Joyner, had written to her. I can't remember whether it was before he left to fight in WW2, or after he was deployed. What I do remember is that he seemed to have a premonition that he was going to die in battle, and indeed he did. After my mother's death I really wanted to find that letter, but never did. Why do we always wait until it's too late before we ask to hear the stories and to record them?
Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest are, “It might have been. —Kurt Vonnegut
Discipline weighs ounces and regret weighs tons. —Jim Rohn
If you do find it eventually, please write about it on your Substack Anne.
It won't be found. My estranged brother cast me out of my mother's house when I was trying to help clean and pick out items I wanted to keep, and I don't expect to ever enter it again. It's his house now.
Anne, that is so sad.
Thanks once again for your Substack and your care for veterans.
It's not that sad to me, Kathleen. It's a relief that 20+ years of his harassment have ended. Still, I stand ready and willing to have a relationship with him, IF there is real change.
You never know how your family will react until you go through a funeral.
Anne, I'm sorry to hear this, the reality of some family situations. May you find peace.
Thank you, ILoveherbs. I do have peace because of Jesus. I guess I'm just at the age where I'm becoming nostalgic. ✝️
I know someone who told me some months ago, “it’s only things!” I am trying to sort and purge…LOL. Well, Hmmm, at the time, she had a property at a lake, a condo and a summer property not in winter state……I only have one. But … having three properties, doesn’t that mean Things!??
There’s an amazing service called Live On that my dad recently recorded (over zoom) his childhood history to today, and all the stories he wants to pass on to us and his grandchildren. Stories he knows about his grandparents and the line of ancestry too. A lady named Ruth guides the session, asks great questions and a man named David does all the technical work. They are excellent at making it a wonderful professional quality keepsake. I was so impressed with my dads video that even though I’m young, I purchased a session for myself, and have already recorded my interview of my first 42 years. I figure my children will love to see me as younger than if I waited another 20 years plus I have a lot of stories about my children growing up fresh in my mind that I want to preserve. The website is live on services, I will try to post a link. Highly recommend.
Sounds interesting and I think I found the website. https://liveon.services/
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Wow this is amazing. I would love my dad and mom to do this. !!! thanks for sharing. About how much does it cost?
Wow! That is wonderful !
Sharing that was enough even when the letter was lost. Some things are meant to just be remembered and appreciated and you did. Cherish it and live in the day as it will be history too. I believe God sees and remembers and that is what matters most.
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What an amazing vigilant lone dedication for someone so young to stand up for,
for an event that altered many a mind around the globe. I wonder what, where, why,
does such a train of thought, inspired such a task of strength and patriotism? Family?
When you determine the source of that train of thought, please broadcast it across the fruited plain. Sooo very many Americans today need to get on board.
Yeah....Amen Rog!
We have lost the seeds that were left to plant.
Then the weeds took their place.
My thought exactly. I have such admiration for this young man.
Then in my mind I picture him juxtaposed to our current crop of whining, Marxist, gender confused, flag burning, cry bullies, and I am disgusted.
Thank God we still have many fine, patriotic young people. They don’t make the news (unless they are being criticized as haters and bigots and MAGA deplorables) but they are out there and we need them more than ever.
Yes in the palm of comforts and a bit of laziness we failed to plant all the good seeds they coveted and left for us to replant.⏳
The weeds grew instead. 😳
It was most certainly family! But also, a thoughtful and inspiring young boy!
I'd like to think so too.
Someone made a very big impression on his mind.
The steadfast effort not to quit is admirable for his age.
That made my eyes water… 🇺🇸🙏
Bawling here! 😢
Yes 🙌🏼 thank u
Thank you for posting. Simply beautiful. ❤️
Wonderful film. God bless them ❤️🩹🙏❤️🩹
This one brought tears to my eyes. My father, decorated career military, served in
WW II and came home in 1954 with a bride in tow — my mother (from Austria). That’s how I got here. It was a happy ending for our family, but videos like this remind me of all the families that were crushed with grief at the loss of their loved ones — not just in WW II, but throughout our history as a nation. We are all forever in their debt.
Thank you for the reminder that freedom comes at a high price. God bless. ✝️
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I wonder where that boy, now a 21yr-old young man, is today?
Thank you, Tritorch.
Wondered the same thing. Today would be the 20th anniversary of that flag raising day?
Thank you, TriTorch. What a fitting tribute. My dad was sent to North Africa and slogged his way up the Italian peninsula to Germany. He was one of the fortunate ones who returned home safely. They truly were the Greatest Generation.
@Tritorch thank you. I should’ve believed you 😭 I wonder how that exceptional 11 year old fared in the last tumultuous 10 years? And how did he have that extraordinary knowledge at such a tender age? I’m going to check out Project Vigil to see if it says anything about him. (The video is 7:29 minutes, not 729 😉, and you won’t regret those 7 minutes; trust me.) 🇺🇸
TU for posting that video. Made me cry. My dad was an aid to general Bradley Big Red One & fought in the Korean War. He was awarded Bronze star & Purple Heart. He never recover from his wounds. Most of which were mental. We owe so much to our Military people. It is unforgivable what has been done to our country 🙏❤️
Wow. Tears are flowing. I have the original letter announcing my Uncle Frank’s death to my grandmother. I also have his Purple Heart. His death pretty much destroyed his family. Even until my mother’s dying day, she pined for her big brother.
I am so sorry to hear that NinaG. He paid the ultimate price for a higher purpose - defending freedom, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness - but he is never gone. He hails you and your family from unseen distant shores and radiates love and guidance as he waves. A friend sent me this:
Gone From My Sight
I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side,
spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts
for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck
of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then, someone at my side says, "There, she is gone."
Gone where?
Gone from my sight. That is all. She is just as large in mast,
hull and spar as she was when she left my side.
And, she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me -- not in her.
And, just at the moment when someone says, "There, she is gone,"
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices
ready to take up the glad shout, "Here she comes!" —Henry Van Dyke
Thank you for sharing. A beautiful remembrance
Beautiful! Thanks for posting!
God Bless
Yes, nicely stated, because those protecting our nation are not always soldiers, but the battlefield is still real.
Today those are as much or more likely to be common Patriots who love others around them enough to defy government in a civil, moral, GODLY way. We must find out WHO determines what's really right. It is NO Man but only the God/Man. He has a written law.
Amen
Amen "let's go Brandon"
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My husband's dad was in the US Navy, stationed in the South Pacific during WWII. Thankfully, the Lord brought him home from that horrible war. He has recently come home to live with us... at 101 years of age. The Lord is not done with him yet....
Wow Concerned Mom . What ship was he on ? My Dad died unfortunately 2003 . I’m glad you still have him 🙏🤗🩷
I don't know the name of the ship he was attached to, just that the vessel he was on was a flat bottom transport of men and equipment.
My Dad was a WW2 pilot. Army, tried to find my oldest brother’s specifics re rank, years served etc. Unsuccessful. He was next to deploy after being a pilot instructor in TX. Then the bombs were dropped. My brother actually met one of the pilots, thanking him as he’d likely never been conceived otherwise. Not a known fact- all of the pilots dropping bombs had no idea if they dropped the “bad” ones.
My oldest brother is a history fanatic. Has an Abrams tank, gun intact. Multiple half tracks. A warehouse of war memorabilia.
And to those who died protecting the freedom of a foreign people and country. https://www.veteranaid.org/blog/guide-u-s-war-cemeteries-and-memorials-located-on-foreign-soil/
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And Yahweh of hosts will prepare a lavish banquet for all peoples on this mountain;
A banquet of aged wine, choice pieces with marrow,
And refined, aged wine.
And on this mountain He will swallow up the covering which is over all peoples,
Even the veil which is stretched over all nations.
He will swallow up death for all time,
And Lord Yahweh will wipe tears away from all faces,
And He will remove the reproach of His people from all the earth;
For Yahweh has spoken.
And it will be said in that day,
“Behold, this is our God in whom we have hoped that He would save us.
This is Yahweh in whom we have hoped;
Let us rejoice and be glad in His salvation.”
— Isaiah 25:6-9 LSB
PRAYER REQUEST UPDATE!
I’ve been a C&C junkie for four years.
Last Friday I put out a request for urgent spiritual battle warfare prayer. I posted it as a comment to Janice’s daily scripture.
34 of you prayer warriors replied with prayer, scriptures and encouragement.
I have no words other than to deeply say THANK YOU!!! 😭😭😭
Our family has been battling hard for weeks, in a state where we are without surrounding family and friends. The Lord told me to reach out for help, so I reached out to you all. Within 24 hours there was BREAKTHROUGH!!! 💃🏻 🙏
The devil came to steal from us, destroy what God has given, and to physically kill one member of my family. The oppression was thick and the presence of evil was palpable. Beyond anything I’ve ever experienced.
The enemy had convinced a member of my family (who loves Jesus and lives for Him) to take his own life for reasons that don’t matter. The voices were real, direct and manipulative. I physically saw the battle happening right in front of me. I spent two hours Saturday morning following the lead of the Holy Spirit and shared scripture and truth. I shared biblical stories as the Holy Spirit gave me. I had worship music playing. The Lord spoke to my heart clearly and said “do not stop”. I refused to let the enemy have my family. I spoke truth after truth after truth until the breakthrough came, and when it did The Lord Jesus Christ came in like a flood with compassion and tender care, and saved his physical life, gave forgiveness and already in two short days has brought redemption and restoration even better than before. It has been miraculous! We’ve been weeping for two days and thanking God for his grace and mercy.
I should also add I do not believe this person was possessed by anything. But the oppression was thick because he chose to listen and believe the lies he was hearing. There is freedom at the foot of the cross through a repentant heart. 😭
So THANK YOU C&C Army!!! You are more than political junkies. You are an Army of ACTION TAKERS, DOERS, people who respond to the call. You helped call in The Army of the Lord to battled principalities and powers and bring down strongholds. You helped save a family. I will be forever grateful to you. ♥️
You have no idea how much hope your words have given me. When we pray and praise, He wars on our behalf.
We too have been waging war for someone too. Her name is Jojo. We believe, we trust, we hope and so we pray. Intercession is the word of our day. Every day. For our family, for our nation.
Never give up. Stand. Take back what the enemy is trying to steal. We are fighters here on C&C for our country. God is telling us to fight for His people and our families. We pray and follow His leading and He saves, delivers, heals and redeems!
Lord, please show compassion to Jojo and protect her. Bring her to her knees in repentance and submission so that she may look up from the foot of the cross and see You. Behold you stand at the door and knock…help her have the strength to merely jiggle the handle and then burst in like a flood and cover her. In Jesus name.
She has the purest of hearts. She gave birth to her 6th child. She and her husband are in ministry. The child came very early, the birth caused a neurological storm that has affected every lobe in her brain. But her husband only leaves her side to go home and spend short spans of time with their children.
It happened on Mother’s Day.
The neurologists thought there was no hope. But they are beginning to believe in the power of prayer. One neurologist has gone ahead and scheduled her to speak at a conference one year from now……he is seeing that the God they serve is Faithful and True. Souls are being changed by this event.
Her husband’s name is Tobin, hers is Jojo. Please, if you will, remember them when you pray❤️
Oh wow! I’m so sorry. What I prayed, while still the truth, needs to be changed to fit this circumstance. I will remember Jojo and her family. The Lord in His mercy can heal and the devil who wants to take her life has no power to do so. The Lord knows the number of her days not the enemy. She is a child of the One True God. May the Lord protect her and keep that family close to His heart and answer the cries of their heart. Lord, lead them in the way You want them to pray. May their will line up with Your will and plan. Allow the Holy Spirit to speak truth and give them ears to hear you and the courage and strength to stand. Protect their kids and her husband Lord Jesus.
By the blood of the Lamb we ask for her complete healing Lord. In Jesus name. Amen
❤️❤️I took no offense at this. What is so amazing is that this is happening in the Deep South….Tennessee. They are a mixed race couple. She is black and he is white. Those saying she has the purest of hearts are white people whom the media depicts as ignorant, uneducated bigots and racist. They are having prayer meetings every day. It is one amazing thing after the other. Healing of relationships has come through this woman. She is loved by the church and the community at large. This is one of the most encouraging things I have ever seen. She has lived such a life, and it is as though everyone has circled their wagons and are fighting with flaming swords.
Makes me weep when I think of her.
Thank you so much for your prayers.
Thank you to every one who whispers her name. And please pray for the children.
This child who was born on Mother’s Day is named Indigo. Surround him with your prayers too.
Amen, AMEN, AMEN!!!
Wow! Thank you for sharing. And what a testimony that the dr believes in one year she will be speaking! Amazing! Gods will be done. Lord please heal Jojo if it be your will!!
Praying for Jojo and Tobin.
Amen!
We are all living lives miraculously. The scars are often covered but the deliverance is real. We shall tell of the wonderous acts of God to love another for eternity and fall down in worship. It's only by His grace having veiled our eyes that we do not fall down dead in the glory of earthly worship today.
Jesus will hold us firm forever. He cannot fail. 🙌🏼
I felt that!!!
Praying for Jojo!! 🙏🙏🙏
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Praise God! 👍🏻 He lives!
Stories and comments like these are what have made me feel like the C&C group has always been not just fighters but fighters for our community. God please continue to be with us!
Praise the name of Jesus, a name like no other! Rejoicing with you, friend.
Thank you so much. Words aren’t even enough 😭 💜
Jesus Saves! Jesus Saves!! Praying that his faith remains solid as the battles will continue but that he has seen The Great Light. We must never tell ppl that anyone is better off after taking their own life. I'm not the final judge but in no way, even passively, should we encourage murder/sin to get into heaven.
Spiritual warfare is real! At some point in the early years of my Christian life (I became a Christian in 1976) satan began tempting me to commit suicide. It was really strange. I was not depressed, there was nothing going on in my life to cause me to consider such a thing, but there was the temptation, the oppression, every day, even to beginning to make a plan. At the same time, I continued to cry out to Jesus to help me. I did not want to dishonor His name. The reason I say it was satan is because after weeks of this, the oppression suddenly lifted. I really felt like satan decided it just wasn't going to work and he gave up. "You, dear children, are from God and have overcome them, because the one who is in you is greater than the one who is in the world." 1 John 4:4
Amazing!!! Thank you for sharing!! The devil roams around seeking who he may devour. That is truth. He doesn’t care who he gets or how he gets us. And as many as possible. So thankful for your testimony!
@Sunnydaze apparently he got the golfer Grayson Murray on Saturday 😞 I was sure it was the other “died suddenly” reason, but no. May he rest in peace 🙏🏻
I agree his seemed an odd case not so after what I’m reading here. Thank you all for sharing personal experiences of oppression and subsequent relief. It’s stunning.
That is why scripture talks about resist the devil and he will flee from you! Praise God Anne you listened to your real Father and resisted! I believe many have been saved in like circumstances.
I couldn’t agree more with you. Amen
There is no denying the Lord’s actions! He will fight for you- and is ever present! Thanks and praise to Jesus. He is mighty to save , indeed! Amen amen!
We rejoice with you and praise our God for answered prayers.
Oh my. Praise God, from whom ALL blessings flow.
The power of prayer is amazing! Thank you, Jesus!
Praise God Almighty! This renewed my hope and gave me Joy tears.
Joy tears here too!!
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Praise be to God. I’m sorry to say I did not see your request but I will be praying fervently for you and your family.
Yes indeeed. Same
Beautiful!
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I am so very moved by your post!! Thank you so much for sharing your experience and for not giving up when you needed to keep up the fight!! Praise the Lord!!! 🙏🙏🙏
@Sunnydaze Thanks be to God!! And thank you for your praise report 🙏🏻 I have an image of many single cords that when woven together are an unbreakable rope! 💪🏼 Thank you for the privilege of letting us be “in your rope.” 🙏🏻❤️
Yesssss! the rope
I love this group so much too Sunnydaze. Thank you for sharing and praise Jesus!!!!! Thank you C&C for acting!!!
Praise God! This is welcome news! Continuing to pray for you and your family!
And us to you for sharing, you are not alone. Sis.
Amen 🙏
Indeed AMEN AND AMEN
We have Memorial Day and Veterans Day.
2 days.
"Pride" gets the whole month of June.
Doesn't seem fair.
Pride only gets a month if you choose to celebrate it.
Hard to ignore with all the rainbow flags everywhere.
For Catholics, June is the month dedicated to the Sacred Heart of Jesus. In Rapid City, SD, our TLM Church is fighting back. We are placing flags, bumper stickers and more around the city to combat the false ‘pride’ symbols that will be shown.
Genesis 1:27 “Male and female He created them.”
Good.
Maybe it should be called sin month or pride of satan's month. The way it is celebrated would make sodom and gemorrah proud.
Well, pride *is* one of the deadly sins, so “sin month” is pretty appropriate really…
Fly your own rainbow flag with a cross on it. And a Rock. And a crown.
Or with Noah's ark...the reminder of the rainbow should be that God judged the entire earth (but Noah found grace in the eyes of the Lord) but God vowed not to judge the whole earth by flood again. Next time will be by fire. They are witnesses against themselves of God's judgement.
Their use of the rainbow is mockery.
Yet every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord to the glory of the Father. They will confess in this life to their Lord and Savior or they will confess in the next life before the judgement seat.
lol
This would certainly be misconstrued, though.
I've seen those - it looks like they are gay christians.
I like this image: Pride Month become Demon in this graphic. https://www.reddit.com/media?url=https%3A%2F%2Fpreview.redd.it%2Fndof9zfi8p391.jpg%3Fauto%3Dwebp%26s%3D00f955fe722443146df06dd96a6f3b1b513ae6eb&rdt=46869
Those aren't really rainbows but an evil approximation. Their rainbow is missing a color as it only has six (the number of man?).
Hard for US to ignore. There is One who can do this for us:
Psalm 119:37
"Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in your ways."
Same here.
We might get pummeled with someone's stiletto pumps.
Kathleen - But we also have Flag Day June 14th, which is also Trump's birthday.
And Constitution Day...Make this one count especially in the schools. The DAR in this area assists schools in celebrating Constitution Day.
Thanks for the reminder.
Well, I guess it takes a month to have even 1/100th the impact of either Memorial or Veterans Days.
Agree.
Quantity does not equal quality.
Still pisses me off.
Same, Sister!
The actual rainbow in nature has kind of lost its specialness.
I know, it saddens me
Don’t let them take it away!!
Seriously… that is what you choose to focus on today?
Having an entire month makes it easily forgettable and is simply an excuse to party or fund raise or whatever they want to exploit the people.
Those who gave their lives for this country never asked for a day or a month, they just answered the call.
I am grateful. 🇺🇸🙏
I focus on the fact the 20-22 veterans commit suicide every day.
Then fight for their lives!!!
Bringing misery to the world doesn’t serve anyone, especially yourself. What can you do today to lift someone up, expecting nothing in return?
And what the "f" do you do about the veteran suicides?
And what the "f" do you do about veterans who cannot even access adequate health care at the VA?
If you are not a veteran, I would appreciate you just shut up.
AND IF he is a veteran??? just asking.... I do agree with him that perhaps your focusing on how many days one gets vs. another is not the right perspective... it only serves to make you angry. How does that help you?
Thank you, I was thinking the same. I questioned myself wondering if a response was appropriate.
Thanks...he was getting on my very last nerve.
https://thefreedom13.org/?utm_source=substack&utm_medium=email
Thanks for the link.
Eh...Kathleen can walk and chew gum at the same time
Sometimes...
We can pray for them the whole month
We can try.
Don't worry, you'll get a one day break from Pride month on Juneteenth
Just let that giant asteroid hit my house tonight and put me out of misery.
I think it has the whole year now.
Pride, one of the 7 Deadly Sins, for the sin of the perversion of the gift of sex that is the source of all new life. The irony and the blasphemy!
If you add up all the other days, it's hundreds of days per year that we "celebrate" gay or "trans" people. It's also not a coincidence IMO that our medical system has made more progress in the treatment of HIV/AIDS and hepatitis than they have in the treatment of Alzheimer's and dementia. Not fair is an understatement. It's an inversion of humanity, morality, and basic decency. "Pride," indeed.
Yes.
Let's follow Rules for Radicals and demand the government declare the whole month of June a federal holiday.
We wouldn't even notice that nothing was getting done.
Apparently most of the federal government workers in the DC area are still "working from home."
Laptop class.
Covid is over...guess they didn't get the memo.
Depending upon one's job, many are working from home.
One DoD contractor said he spends all day on zoom meetings so why go into the office?
I prefer being in the office directly interacting with people.
We are losing much productivity and innovation interfacing on-line.
We are also losing the ability to talk to each other face to face.
Reading facial cues is extremely important.
Jeff's sarcasm is sometimes difficult to dicern.
On boards like this, I take what is written literally until proven otherwise.
Vocalization is important, too.
Howie Carr used to say, "Never write when you can speak. Never speak when you can nod. Never nod when you can wink."
The masking during the covid plandemic made it extremely hard to communicate with people.
I unconsciously read lips when people speak...as with most veterans. Especially the ones who have hearing loss.
But...that was probably the purpose with the draconian tyranny that Fauci, NIH, Birx, Collins, etc., inflicted on us.
Right on! Why do they need the whole month?? Inquiring minds would like to know 🤔
Or right...
❤️🤍💙 An excerpt from The Conservateur Author:Emily Johnson - Dear fallen soldier, sailor, marine, or airman,
I am writing you this letter on the eve of Memorial Day weekend. This weekend, often regarded as the unofficial start to summer, will be filled with barbecues, fireworks, and discounted prices at favorite retail stores. But these things are only noise. Every year as Memorial Day arrives, I think of you.
I think of the bomber pilots of World War II and their commitment to service, even in the face of almost certain death.
I think of the Marines who gallantly raised the American flag during the Battle of Iwo Jima in 1945.
I think of the Battle of Mogadishu in 1993 when 18 Army soldiers were shot from their Black Hawk helicopters and killed.
I think of the 17 Navy SEALs who were killed in 2011 during Extortion 17.
I think of the 11 Marines, one soldier, and one sailor who were killed at Abbey Gate in 2021.
It is atop your shoulders, the shoulders of giants, that our nation stands. It is because of the constant courage and unwavering American spirit of valiant patriots like you that our colors do not run.
You are the soul of this country. Not Democrats or Republicans, but you. Please know that your sacrifice was not made in vain. It is because of you that we are free.
The like button does not work for me. So I'll say thank you for posting this.
I still can't use the "like" button either...for more than a week it's been going on.
I’ve noticed there is a slight delay.
Beautiful.
Jeff, thank you so much for that history of Memorial Day, it makes it so much more meaningful. I grew up in Alton Illinois, where we had a big Memorial Day parade, and the school bands marched in it. We were told it was the oldest continuous Memorial Day parade in the nation.
Today I remember my Father who served in the Navy in the Pacific in WWII.
Wonder if he knew my Dad, who was in the Navy on an LST in the Pacific theater. Weird that they called them theaters🤔
He was a radarman on the USS Gregory.
Dave, my father served as a radar man on a destroyer in the S Pacific during WWll. Those days were his favorite topic of conversation!
Was it the Lewis Hancock Destroyer?
Hi Barbara, no it was the USS David W. Taylor
My father and 3 uncles served in the Navy in the Pacific for WW II. 3 of them made it home - and the youngest one Buddy (18) was shot down - he was the tail gunner.
PRAYER REQUEST UPDATE!
I’ve been a C&C junkie for four years (lest any of you who don’t recognize my “name” and think I’m a whack job. 😂
Last Friday I put out a request for urgent spiritual battle warfare prayer. I posted it as a comment to Janice’s daily scripture.
34 of you prayer warriors replied with prayer, scriptures and encouragement.
I have no words other than to deeply say THANK YOU!!! 😭😭😭
Our family has been battling hard for weeks, in a state where we are without surrounding family and friends. The Lord told me to reach out for help, so I reached out to you all. Within 24 hours there was BREAKTHROUGH!!! 💃🏻 🙏
The devil came to steal from us, destroy what God has given, and to physically kill one member of my family. The oppression was thick and the presence of evil was palpable. Beyond anything I’ve ever experienced.
The enemy had convinced a member of my family (who loves Jesus and lives for Him) to take his own life for reasons that don’t matter. The voices were real, direct and manipulative. I physically saw the battle happening right in front of me. I spent two hours Saturday morning following the lead of the Holy Spirit and shared scripture and truth. I shared biblical stories as the Holy Spirit gave me. I had worship music playing. The Lord spoke to my heart clearly and said “do not stop”. I refused to let the enemy have my family. I spoke truth after truth after truth until the breakthrough came, and when it did The Lord Jesus Christ came in like a flood with compassion and tender care, and saved his physical life, gave forgiveness and already in two short days has brought redemption and restoration even better than before. It has been miraculous! We’ve been weeping for two days and thanking God for his grace and mercy.
I would like to add that I do not believe this person was possessed by anything but the oppression was heavy. He chose to listen to the lies and believe them. Freedom came at the foot of the cross through repentance.
So THANK YOU C&C Army!!! You are more than political junkies. You are an Army of ACTION TAKERS, DOERS, people who respond to the call. You helped call in The Army of the Lord to battle principalities and powers and bring down strongholds. You helped save a family. I will be forever grateful to you. ♥️
Amen may the Lord rescue those who call upon His mighty Name. ❤️🩹❤️🩹❤️🩹 Hearts on 🔥 for the Lord!
Oh, my! So powerful. God bless you and your family. ❤️🙏🏻
Thank you, Sunnydaze, for posting this update - so grateful for G-d's mercy and grace; we rejoice with you! Amazing Grace is actually playing as I write this!
We are now in the midst of a similar battle, seemingly out of the blue. s-t-n is working overtime to destroy family members (primarily younger ones but affecting adults as well), sending arrows from multiple directions. We, as a family, have been praying since Monday - the hits just keep coming: spiritual, mental, emotional, and physical.
Thank you for sharing how you battled for your precious loved one - it is of tremendous encouragement to me, personally, as I pray throughout these days.
Lord Jesus, thank you for this community!!
Mrs. "the Knife"
I agree. There is an all out assault on families. There has been some pretty regular backlash happening since last weekend here as well. We have to be guarded at all times it seems. Keep standing strong and seek The Lord for directions on how to do battle for your loved ones. He will be faithful to lead you out and bring victory!! 👏 👏
Pray the armor of God over each of you daily too!! Anoint your door frames all over your house. Until you hear from The Lord STAND. Make your stand agains the schemes of the enemy and STAND strong. Prayers for you friend. 🙏 ♥️
Thank you! Continuing to hold your family in prayer, as well!
Mrs. "the Knife"
Thank you! 😊
Praise the Lord!
My dad was in the Navy during WWll. He was aboard a mine sweeper that was apparently full of asbestos. He came home to my mom after the war and went to Ohio State University and graduated suma cum laud with an Animal Husbandry degree. He was hired as a farm manager on a large dairy farm in Galloway, OH. He and my mom went on to have 4 children; I am the oldest, born in 1950. Their happy farm life ended with his death in 1956 at the age of 39. He had very aggressive lung cancer (not a smoker) that I would guess was caused by exposure to asbestos that led to mesothelioma. Our sad little family moved off the farm and back to my mom’s hometown of Cincinnati. Mom never remarried, we grew up fatherless and wild. My poor mom was treated like a pariah because she was an attractive widow. My brothers both ended up homeless, one died years ago and the other vanished and my sister and I haven’t heard from him in years. All this to say, many war casualties came years after the war ended. God bless the families who grew up without a father because he died during or after whichever war he fought. I am so thankful that I will see my dad and brave little mom again in heaven.
My heart hurt reading your post! When we learn all wars are contrived and who they benefit, we see the senseless and unnecessary sacrifices that are cloaked in doing the greater good. Thank you for sharing such a personal and justified comment.
@Barnjai “Like” doesn’t really fit, but there’s not a “😭” button, so Like will have to do for now. May God bless you 🙏🏻
I’m so sorry 😞 This is just heartbreaking to read. I mourn for all of the pain and losses your family endured 💔😢
Thanks for sharing. All of these such as yours are helpful to others.
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Bless you Barnjai♥️
The Armor of God
10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11 Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13 Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14 Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15 and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16 In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God.
This has been near and dear to our family recently. Thank you for sharing it. These aren’t merely words on paper in a book. These are words to LIVE by and put into practice. Evil is rampant in this day. We HAVE to be protected. The devil walks around seeking who he may devour. He comes to steal, kill and destroy LITERALLY.
We need the armor of God. He gave it to us for a reason. 💜
We are in a spiritual battle, and it needs to be fought with spiritual weapons
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Thank you Lord for your help with our families in the midst of evil we face daily, especially young and vulnerable souls. Amen.
The church service I attended yesterday was very powerful. The preacher recited scripture. That was it. Just scripture. The promises of God. Of course, the above passage was included in the recitation. It was the most encouraging and powerful message I’ve heard in a while. God’s word is powerful, living and true. 🙏🏻
That's awesome. Sometimes we need to just be quiet and let god speak.
Chapter and verse, please. I am soon to possibly face a battle for and with my daughter against an evil that is intent on taking her very life. I don't know of any better protection than this. Thanks so much.
Granny Annie if you get a chance please look at my comment today. You can find it as a reply to Janice’s scripture of the day and also as a stand alone comment. Our family JUST faces this battle and I am here to tell you there is power in the name of Jesus and His shed blood. Do not give up. Stand firm. Call on Jesus for help. He is faithful.
Praying for your daughter.
Pray the armor of God over here. If she is too weak or struggles to put it on herself then you pray and ask God to put it on for her. You be the watchman on the gate for her. You make sure that armor is in place every single morning. Peace to you friend. ♥️
Thank you so much, Sunnydaze. I will do just that!
Ephesians 6:10-18
Thanks, Kathy, I am going to find it and print it out. And carry it with me at all times.
Praying for you both!!!! 🙏🙏🙏
Thanks do much, RunningLogic. We (she) need all the prayer we can get. She has been persecuted for over two years now, but what was done in the dark (to her) is about to be brought out into the clear light of day. We will wear the full armor of God, and, as always, God wins!
Good to memorize this and recite it out loud when the enemy comes calling ❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥
Always the best way to fight!
Amen!!
My husband ejected out of an F16 off the runway at Misawa Japan in 1998. We were newlyweds, airlifted to BAMC, the burn unit in San Antonio where he fought for his life, lost limb after limb, and passed away 3 months later and a few weeks after our year anniversary. He is buried at the Air Force Academy in COS. I remarried another F16 pilot (ironically) and life has been wonderful and hard. We lost our son to brain cancer 5 years ago and he too is buried at USAFA. This last year I met my nephew who was born after I lost my husband, but named after him. Another irony, he and my daughter attend the same college now in Nashville. He flew out this week to get to know our family better and the pilots here introduced him to the legacy of his uncle. We spent the day at one of the Air Force Bases that we live near and our friends toured him through the trainer jet, and the simulators, did a roll call in the pilot bar, and toasted his uncle and a couple of other good friends we have lost in the jet over the years, they recapped what happened to him in his accident, answered so many unanswered questions for this young man (his dad didn't talk much about his brother, grief is a beast). Then we went to the F16 base and my husband showed him the jet his uncle flew, life support, etc. All that to say is that our military guys and gals know how to honor those they served with, show the families what they meant, and made it special for my newfound nephew. A heartfelt shout out to those of us who have suffered the tremendous loss of our loved ones who have served this great nation and a thank you to those who don't forget them.
So very poignant ❤️🙏 Heartfelt and grateful thanks to you and your family for all your sacrifices, I appreciate you more than I can express.
Love this story. God bless you and your family for all the sacrifices, especially those who made the ultimate sacrifice on our behalf. How wonderful that your nephew reached out.
God bless America! We will fight for you until our last breath.
The war is not on a battlefield, it is here in the homeland.
Yes. It is a war on a battlefield of six inches between ears.
Amen!
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻AMAZING!! What a perfect write up for Memorial Day. I fly my flag today for all that have been lost but also for hope in the future. Thank you for all you do!
Lincoln’s inspired prose written on the train to Gettysburg is a great example of an extraordinary President in extraordinary times. Can you imagine what Biden would have written on a napkin while riding Amtrak to Wilmington, Delaware?
Stick figures
Uh you know, you know… the thing… 🙄
“I want chocolate ice cream”
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I’m a #NEARLY lifelong Lincolnophile and a quarter century #AbrahamLincoln reenactor asking you as a fellow citizen who’s in awe, not “fear” of our Lord Gott who is literally Love/Amor (ref. 1 John 4:8), to cease repeating the falsehood the Gettysburg Address was hastily composed on the rickety train ride from Washington City to Gettysburg , Pennsylvania on November 18th, 1863, the day before the dedication of our nation’s first national cemetery, renowned thereafter as #HallowedGround.
Sincerely,
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#CREATORS (Conspiracy Realist Educator Activist Truther Organizer Reader Socializer) Candidate for the #AlachuaCounty #Florida School Board.
A couple of years ago we bought 13 flags and we line them up along the edge of our flower bed next to our driveway to honor/remember the 13 lost in the Afghanistan debacle. We put them out on all of the 'flag' holidays as a reminder to never forget.
You are a patriot
In MEMORIAM .... But what's a vowel between friends?
THank you, Jeff, for a thoughtful and meaningful essay.
Blessings to those who serve, and to those who have already gone to eternal rest.
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The war we all fight is within, and the battlefield our day.
Let us honor the fallen by bearing the suffering for those who cannot.
GOD Bless.
Beautiful address. It brought tears to my eyes. One day the democrat- kinds will be no more and the wars will be just a distant memory. May they who gave their lives for this country and us be never forgotten.
Now to Him who is able to do exceedingly, abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that works in us, to Him be glory in the church by Jesus Christ to all generations, forever and ever. Amen. Ephesians 3:20-21
Remembering those who fight and sacrifice. And remembering the One whose sacrifice allows us to win.