Virus and Violence to Victory

Rampant corruption runs deep in our country. We hide in our homes and pray things will get better. Virus, violence, and victory… which one do you stand for?

Corruption and undermining good intentions have progressed as long as life has existed. We can start with Cain and Abel, where hate and greed dominated the soul of a brother. But bigger than this was the man who walked with Jesus named Judas. He betrayed Jesus and sold His soul for thirty pieces of silver.

What’s new today is not new at all because it’s just another viral wave of interruptions. Many people try to ward off the godly intentions of men. Through the course of history, our founding fathers fought feverishly for our freedom. A hundred years later, civil wars brought unrest, and thousands died at the hands of the enemy. Years later, we fought to protect what man deemed worthy of God’s protection.

Today, we watch another wave of hatred. It is still the men who give their sweat defending humanity’s rights from viruses and violence, so we may once again live in victory. Every war had viruses that plagued soldiers. “Agent Orange,” I remember, was the disease that killed so many of my friends who served in Vietnam. Now, COVID 19 is as viral as any war ever seen on our land. It can be said the virus and violence running through the veins of our precious country is just another attack to hinder our sweat equity.

Victory is the vibrant whispers of standing together, believing in one God, and going home to a place of peace, as our Lord Jesus promises us. No viruses or violence will be… just the sweet triumph of living where evil is not permitted behind the gates of Heaven.

I lost a talented friend and follower this week. He stood for the men who wore their sweat on their brow and was the greatest fiddle player in the world, Charlie Daniels. He gave his life to be with Christ while hoping he made this world a better home for America. I hope a comrade, a soldier, or a statue will stand in honor of this good man’s memory. God graced us with his presence. We should all be blessed to call him “friend.”

From virus to victory and all the violence we’ve endured, let us praise God for our strength, for we are stronger in numbers. No virus can claim where eternity prevails! Jesus paid our debt to be free from the sins of the world and non- believers. Rise, my friends! Our Redeemer lives graciously in our hearts and homes.

Virus and violence (is there a difference??) have no home in our hearts or home when we live in victory with Jesus. Praise God, won’t you? For it is He glowing our bright light. Listen to the lyrics, the sweet sounds of victory for God is about to bring us all home.

A Psalm of David (Psalm 108: 1-6; 12-13)

My heart is steadfast, O God, my heart is steadfast; I will sing and make melody.

    Awake, my soul!

Awake, O harp and lyre! I will awake the dawn.

I will give thanks to you, O Lord, among the peoples, and I will sing praises to you among the nations.

For your steadfast love is higher than the heavens, and your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens, and let your glory be over all the earth.

Give victory with your right hand, and answer me, so that those whom you love may be rescued.

O grant us help against the foe, for human help is worthless. With God we shall do valiantly; it is he who will tread down our foes.


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Life Is a Sherbet Sky

In our hurried day, we rarely capture the time to examine life. We have appointments to keep, bills to pay… a constant hustling from dawn to dusk. But I love to watch a campfire glowing as evening arrives over the treetops. The dark of night glows a sherbet sky. The silhouette of the trees makes a perfect outline against the impending darkness.

I thank God for my beautiful life, though sometimes it’s been tough. Having scuffles with Satan trying to alter my direction, I always seem to return to my point of center. I wish everyone knew God is the center of life.

Every day it seems a calamity of things needs changing in our world. In my prayerful mind, I know God reigns control of events. Life remains so viable… a splendorous touch between myself and the Holy Spirit. Some say it’s paranormal, but being one with my Maker is a resounding joy. I cherish the majestic evenings when I can sit outside and enjoy the fruits of my endeavors!

But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you.  Matthew 6:33

We often take life for granted until God teaches us its worth. Within a kiss, a hug, or maybe a sherbet sky, lie those precious, irreplaceable moments. All those family members who we wish were closer, or still, with us, are times gone forever. We’ve paved our road to the heavenly Father.

Life… what beautiful memories and a wonderful dream! The sherbet sky fills the imagination as God gives all mankind the right to survive in His name. Our almighty Lord and Creator is life. Never doubt or deny His existence, for, without Him, life on earth would be a black hole.

Praise God on this day for the sun rises, shining on our daily dreams. As sure as He exists, it will set tonight, and the heavens will look like the break of dawn. Life is a beautiful sherbet sky when the Lord and I can share it with you.

We know also that the Son of God has come and has given us understanding, so that we may know him who is true. And we are in him who is true by being in his Son Jesus Christ. He is the true God and eternal life. 1 John 5:20 (NIV)


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The Pendulum Swings

I walked into an old clocksmith store, and I could hear the tick-tock movements of the pendulums. The walls were dark and aging plaster cracks appeared everywhere. The timber moaned that supported the weathered wood floor. Time never stops as the pendulum swings.

A frail elderly man heard me enter, and he scurried out from behind a lint-covered curtain. I wanted to run as my pores turned clammy. It was time to turn the thoughts of the past behind me. We started a dialog. Time grabbed my hands, and I was held in the bondage of yesterday’s movement.

Life is deeply portrayed by the movement of the inner workings of a clock. The gears continue to spin while God watches everything. So patiently, we wait for His perfect timing.

The tarnished faces of the clocks stared at each other. Their sounds mesmerized me. Feeling very minute, the store surrounded my every thought. I came to exchange a gift, but perhaps I’ll leave well enough alone.

And so life around me aggressively consumed my soul. The sounds of the pendulums resembled the printing presses of time. The clocks stamped out the worn-out news. Bewildered, I was frozen in time. I stood still on the uneven floor while… the pendulum swings.

Metaphorically, God is situated similarly within our souls. Just as the ticking clocks in the old store, we are standing face to face with our Maker. Even amidst His peace, our spirit is out of sync. Everyone has a choice and burying our heads will not stop time. All God’s children have an inborn clock, and soon we must realize the pendulum still swings.

Radical events surround my thoughts as the old floors are creaking where we walk today. Riot gear may protect our skin, but nothing protects our spirit. They leave us to wonder while… the pendulum still swings.

Our Lord, the old clock man Himself, determines our destiny with His watchful eyes. Hearts and minds break as we read and listen to the media’s deceitful lies, which do little to comfort our soul. It’s only God who will make the sun to rise again. The pendulum will still swing… bringing a new life.

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Are You a Church?

On this damp early morning, I go to my Father in prayer and ask what can I do to make the world a better place. The answer is always the same… “write My words.” Today, God speaks to me about Christians versus a church and its disciples. We have the purpose of serving the Lord, but in what capacity? As the church and a disciple, or just a Christian?

A great misconception is one may not be a good practicing Christian if they do not attend church. I’m sure glad Jesus never taught this theory in His ministry, or God would condemn many believers for life! In this blog, I do not want to discuss the downfalls of present-day churches, but how the house of prayer should appear to all Christians.

According to Britannica, “a church is the Christian religious community as a whole, or a body or organization of Christian believers.” My interpretation is it’s not just about going to church, but being a church. Why? Because if we are disciples, we ARE the church! Must we worship the Lord in the presence of others, and only within the four walls of a commercial structure, to be a Christian? Jesus taught that prayer and personal reflections were to be done in solitude. He rarely preached behind any four walls of a temple, but instead He witnessed to others.

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So, what are the responsibilities of Christians and/or the church? I found some Bible verses that discuss the obligations:

1) Defend others in need.

“Speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves; ensure justice for those being crushed. Yes, speak up for the poor and helpless, and see that they get justice.” Proverbs 31:8-9

2) In God’s grace, do what is good.

“Remind the believers to submit to the government and its officers. They should be obedient, always ready to do what is good. They must not slander anyone and must avoid quarrelling. Instead, they should be gentle and show true humility to everyone. Once we, too, were foolish and disobedient. We were misled and became slaves to many lusts and pleasures. Our lives were full of evil and envy, and we hated each other. But when God our Saviour revealed His kindness and love, He saved us, not because of the righteous things we had done, but because of His mercy…” Titus 3:1-7

3) Help other believers get back on the right path.

“Dear brothers and sisters, if another believer is overcome by some sin, you who are godly should gently and humbly help that person back onto the right path. And be careful not to fall into the same temptation yourself. Share each other’s burdens, and in this way obey the law of Christ. If you think you are too important to help someone, you are only fooling yourself. You are not that important.” Galatians 6:1-3

4) Love God before self and others.

“Teacher, which is the most important commandment in the law of Moses?” Jesus replied, “‘You must love the Lord your God with all your heart, all your soul, and all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. A second commandment is equally important: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ The entire law and all the demands of the prophets are based on these two commandments.” Matthew 22:36-40

5) Preach the gospel to everyone.

“And then [Jesus] told [His disciples](NOT CHRISTIANS), “Go into all the world and preach the Good News to everyone.” Mark 16:15

None of these responsibilities allude to the confines of a building. I find number (5), above, though to be the most important principle. It emphatically states we are to do God’s work, not just in a church building on Sundays, but every day. Many attend services and bible study classes and believe they’ve fulfilled their obligation as a Christian. This is a misconception! So, are you a church and discipling others? There are many good Christians who attend church, but fail to be disciples. Remember, a Christian is to preach the gospel to everyone.

Our occupations and other life activities are God’s blessings. Why not use it to preach the gospel to others? Spreading the Good News could encompass talking to the fallen regularly, or sharing godly social media posts and interacting with those who respond. How about blogging about your religion, visiting the ill and praying for them, or moreover becoming involved with a community’s less fortunate citizens?

Despite cultural challenges, I believe this era is the greatest opportunity for believers to witness since the time of Jesus and the apostles. All Christians, whether active or inactive in worship, represent a church as a whole. It isn’t about your sect of religion or that you attend church services. It’s about evangelizing the love of God as a church in the form of a disciple. Our highest and holy calling is to BE the church, not go to church.


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Like a Fragile Flower

Quietly the sun rises through the woods, giving me time to reflect on the world. Looking off into the branches of time, I wonder where life has quickly gone. I remember my childhood days of climbing the hills and running into the valley of flowers. What I wouldn’t do to return to a world where Shwinns was the fastest way to find our friends!

I often sit alone with my coffee and reminisce over the smell of its grounds. I would love to see the neighbors who undoubtedly have gone to be with Jesus in heaven. Oh, the younger years I took for granted! They can never be replaced, but in my solitude of living color are the names of the smiles I so profoundly remember.

But, I understand, now, it is our Father who grants us the privilege of recollecting memories. I guess everyone has that incurable desire to go back in time and recall our beginnings. I know some may not agree with me, but it’s okay to disagree, for we’ve all conquered our own adolescence.

Our powerful and almighty God, in all His awesomeness, handles us like a fragile flower. It is written in 1 Peter 1:24, “For “All flesh is like grass and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers, and the flower falls,” So we sit in our own little world, cecum to the fact we are here because of His higher plan. And so God says we are to be born and live as prescribed by our heavenly Father.

We are part of His magnificent imagery. Where there was once a seed in the fertile soil, there is a blossom because of Christ. He comforts His fragile flowers thriving amongst the splintered branches. Even in the blowing winds and stressful times, He quenches His chosen ones.

In the circle of life, the petals eventually fade, and God cuts some lives shorter than others. Mourning the delicate flower which once stood tall for all to admire, we hold on to the cherished remembrances.

“For he knows how we are formed, he remembers that we are dust. The life of mortals is like grass, they flourish like a flower of the field; the wind blows over it and it is gone, and its place remembers it no more.”  Psalm 103:14-15

Like a fragile flower, the beauty of Christ and His Word bestows upon us the hope for a better future in heaven. View your memories through the gospel, and you will surely witness God’s grace at work. The experiences of our lives, when we let God use them, become the mysterious and perfect preparation for our future work with the heavenly Father.



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Our Faith is Being Tested

The brisk wind stirs my mind, and I ponder our current events. Shelves are empty in the stores, and a virus plagues us. Quarantined from life, it seems it’s against our nature not to roam freely with our adventuresome instincts. My excitement usually comes in the early light, but boredom sets in now as it rains throughout the day.

Are today’s trials set in place by God’s admission or schemed by Satan? Everyone has their hands tied, and the world has come to a screeching halt. No God in heaven would wish this on His chosen people… or would He? Perhaps He is telling us to take a stand. Our faith is being tested!

In the biblical scriptures of Matthew 24:6-8, Jesus speaks of the End Times events as “birth pains.” Besides food shortages and economic collapse, He also spoke of viruses and locust infestations. Throughout the Bible, God sent plagues and pestilence to deal with his own people.

Medical science has proven the coronavirus natural host is bats, and the Chinese consume them in the form of soup. Did you know the Bible labels bats as forbidden meat? China detests Christianity and persecutes believers in their country. It is undoubtedly interesting COVID-19 figures today show that over 21 million Chinese have died from this virus. Is this a message from God? It is probable He is putting you on alert.

You may ask why a loving God would allow the death of His children from a pandemic. This is a wake-up call for those who refuse to repent their sins or surrender to Christ as their Lord and Savior. After all, history repeats itself.

All the wealth and knowledge of mankind will not stop our Lord’s intentions. Are you concerned for your safety? Staying home helps… or does it? Yes, it can UNLESS it is God’s will for this to happen. I cannot affirm the coronavirus positively is such a plague, but be aware of the signs. What I write for you today may shed light on the secrets of the future.

The Lord is watching and preparing our new home. Life, at this moment, mirrors biblical prophecy, and our faith is being tested. Trying to make sense of an incomparable condition is better left to those chosen scholars of God.

Should you fear the ultimatum, or should you remain faithful? This disease is a test of our personal faith in Jesus Christ. Let Him be your refuge for peace and comfort. It is so essential in these times you pray for His protection, study the Bible, and ask for healing.

“If my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin and heal their land.” 2 Chronicles 7:14

A final thought –  a man recently delivered some lumber to my home, and he had a profound point of view on faith that I need to share with you. He said, “You can’t line dance to gospel music.” Thanks, Ira! Great perspective! Stay in faith, everyone… you’re being tested!


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An Eternal Flame

I wake in deep thought… dear God, save me as my life is riddled with missing parts. An eternal flame burns for my father whose life was cut short, fifty-five years ago today, by carelessness. Though I am a product of divorced parents, no one can take the place of your biological Father.

I think of all those special moments in life I wasn’t afforded the luxury of my father. We couldn’t build a model together, fly a kite, or throw a ball. He couldn’t teach me to hunt or fish. He never taught me to drive, yet it I became the chauffeur to his own loving mom and dad. My dad never experienced my graduation day, though I pray he looked down upon me from heaven. He didn’t meet my important first date. Late at night, I cried myself to sleep for the many times I missed his love.

The void I tried to fill was grander than a canyon. Nothing can fill the shoes left behind of my six-foot-two, father. This morning, an eternal flame still burns inside me, and I memorialize the father, I did without, in my entire life.

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Seeking God, I know it is He that connects the bridges of all the days of our lives. My time on earth is limited, too, as I look at my own son and ask God to watch over him. Someday, maybe, he will understand the meaning of picking up the phone and giving his dad a ring. Our moments are too short to waste on regrets.

I listen to the busy world as it is getting underway, but I feel the warmth from the Son shining down from heaven. It is God who has saved me in all my lonely days. Many children grow up in a happy home, and I, too, wish I could claim the same.

The sun is now covered by a swirling storm system. Still, an eternal flame for my father will forever endure whatever weather arrives today. I pray God grants me the moment I can stand by my Father again someday. I’ll give him a hug, he so richly deserves, for making me the son I became in his honor.

It was once said, “You can’t miss something you never had.” I strongly disagree! You can’t imagine what it’s like to walk a mile carrying your own father’s shoes. Yet here I am… throughout my life, without him here, beside me.

“God, my Father, I so pray Your holy hands will guide me all the rest of my weary days alone. Never lead me astray. I pray that not another child will experience the pain I’ve suffered and endured by the loss of my Father. Lord, let me be an example of Your love to other children who has had a parent pass to be with You. Hear my thoughts, on this day of memorial, and tell my father I said hello.”

I love you, Pop. May you rest in peace till the day we will walk in God’s light together.

House of Prayer

The bobbing little heads are so thankful to see me this morning. They’re grateful for the seed I throw their way. It is amazing they know it’s safe to fly out of the trees and eat, so long as I am there. Perhaps I am… a house of prayer for all my feathered fowl.

In my house of prayer, my humbled heart guides my conscience. I cannot list the blessed gifts God sent my wife and me in our short few years of marriage. But many people are not so fortunate…

Some families lost their finances, especially over the past few weeks. Others gambled their money, and even life savings, instead of reading the laws of God. In a Christian’s house of prayer, the Bible dictates this distinction:

Many abodes are filled with “prized possessions” from floor to ceiling. We can witness this sad condition on TV, such as “Hoarding: Buried Alive” and even “American Pickers.” Or, shoppers fill their carts with unnecessary items after each paycheck to fill a void in their heart. I must ask, “How can you love two Gods if you are a true Christian?” This ill-fated, psychological condition promotes money and the love of physical items. In this house of prayer, the Bible states:

We can easily find the standard salary of clergymen on the internet. It is far below the national average income. But some televangelists, who I call “false prophets,” steal from the poor to live in their dynasty. They build multi-million dollar lifestyles, believing they can buy into heaven’s gates. In their masonry house of prayer, the frigid winds blow through the cracks and crevices.

So, what kind of house of prayer is your residence? Is your home blessed, or does Satan appear to send signals of acceptable sin? If Jesus walked in your house today, would He feel the warmth of love and graciousness? Could He easily place His hands on your Bible?

Just like the little feeding birds, they eat only enough to fill their bodies. They, too, come to me for comfort. We should turn to God for life’s blessings. Share your bread, for it is His will you are supplied with His love, including the little birds that feed in your backyard.

I pray your life and home is a sanctuary, filled with God’s blessings and love. Be content with your basic needs being met and avoid materialism. It is only the flesh that yearns for the security of money. Our wealth belongs to God – and it’s a gift. Make Him first in your life. Only faith, prayer, and your walk in the light of God will bring you to His house of prayer.



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If We Only Understood

I rarely dream, but when I do, it is about something in my conscious thoughts. The aspiration I will share with you comes with a great message.

“Pay careful attention to yourselves and to all the flock, in which the Holy Spirit has made you overseers, to care for the church of God, which he obtained with his own blood.”  Acts 20:28

I dreamed, recently, my wife and I was driving through a neighborhood on a brief sight-seeing tour of a town. She stopped the car as we noticed a church called Humbled Ministries. The billboard outside the church flashed a recognizable pastor’s name – it was someone I longed to meet. It piqued my curiosity, even though I detest ministers who advertise religion as if they are running for a political office.

Like so many other famous clergymen, he is so unobtainable when the public reaches out to him. But I thought, wow! I can finally write this off my bucket list. I climbed about six or seven steps and cracked open one of the heavy double doors. For such a large church, it had a small vestibule! Another set of double doors led into a tiny sanctuary. I didn’t understand the complexity of having such scaled-down amenities in an enormous complex.

I stood in the doorway and could literally count the number of parishioner’s heads. It confused me! Why would this church, in the middle of nowhere, and partially filled with poor, working-class people have a prominent named evangelist on their marquee? I stood quietly in the doorway, waiting for his grand entrance to the pulpit. A pastor, instead, was reading scriptures from the Book of Luke.

So, where was this all-powerful minister I was dying to meet? Suddenly a telecaster flashed the famous face in living color. My inner thoughts were best not spoken in church. I found myself in another dead-end altercation, much like meeting the wizard who lived in the land of Oz.

As I woke from the dream, my thoughts gathered a list of renowned clergymen, only seen on TV or the internet who oddly title themselves “men of Christ.” You know who I mean, don’t you? They wear their $600 suits on camera and speak the Lord’s messages. Regular outsiders can never reach them because customer service staff filters the calls and emails. They are much too busy to talk to those who need guidance. Doesn’t this tell you a lot about who they truly are and what is more important to them? Money!

“Everything they do is done for people to see: They make their phylacteries wide and the tassels on their garments long; they love the place of honor at banquets and the most important seats in the synagogues;  they love to be greeted with respect in the marketplaces and to be called ‘Rabbi’ by others. “But you are not to be called ‘Rabbi,’ for you have one Teacher, and you are all brothers.” Matthew 23: 5-8

When Jesus walked upon the earth, His integrity and personal touch WAS His message to the world. He blessed the poor, healed the sick, and scorned the rich who believed in their idolatry of money. He made little of His contacts in religious settings. Jesus asked most of the questions in conversations because it was His way of connecting with people’s thoughts and feelings.

Today, we can turn on the television and see the fancy attire of ministers parading behind a pulpit. They make millions from their shows and books, yet they are unreachable because they are categorized a “personality.” Is this really how Jesus views them? It’s no wonder many Christians walk away from sanctuaries!

If we only understood, it would sadden Jesus, today, by the clergymen who claim themselves a “personality.” Ordained ministers bear the privilege and responsibility of being servants and leaders in the ministry of the Church. The keyword here is servants. Yes, these famous pastors I speak of today are spiritual leaders, but are they servants? Are they sustaining the community of the faithful? No, they do not, unless it’s accompanied by a hefty paycheck. It’s an incredible disgrace to the Church!

I find it strange we lost the very essence of God’s intentions. I can only pray for those who’ve lost their way and are searching for the only gift they cannot find – a good steward to give them advice and peace. The gift from God is the joining of hands in prayer and leading the believer to worship through personal contact. Communication will set the integrity in relationships between the clergy and members in society – not a television screen. Oh, if we only understood… the mockery!


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Sixth Sense

My Cockatoo parrot lays his head on my shoulders and even gives me the best little kisses. He severely injured his foot a year ago during our move. Covered in blood and crying from the pain, he allowed me to cut the string off that severed into his bone and tendons. Since the incident, I have become his best friend, his “mate,” if you will. I pondered our body’s faculties – the sense of touch, sight, hearing, smell, and taste. They send information to the brain to help us understand and perceive the world. But I know God gave us a sixth sense, which began at the beginning of time.

If we go to the Book of Genesis, God created Adam and placed him in the Garden of Eden. But soon after that, He recognized man was incomplete and needed a mate. Eve solved the problem. Do you know what God realized was missing for Adam? It’s a sixth sense….

I believe every living creature on earth has not only five senses, but a sixth sense called LOVE. Love floods the brain with chemicals and hormones, producing pleasure, obsession, and attachment. However, the emotion of love sets in after we sense the endorphins. God knew Adam needed to love, just as He loves us. Jesus walked the earth to explain the innate love born into each person. Men couldn’t characterize it at the start of time, but love always existed, just as it does now.

Love is a sense of the inner spirit and a force of nature. It is unpredictable, irrefutable, and radiates independently of our fears and desires. So, if God formed all His creations with love as a sixth sense, how then could it not apply to animals too?

As we see on social media, mammals can show humans, love. Millions of caretakers of dogs and cats I’m sure will agree with me. They slurp kisses on our face and sleep in bed with us. But particular creatures, like fowl, are instinctively non-receptive to people. Their nature is to fly from danger… or is it?

I am happy to report that birds, too, are born with a sense of love. How did I reach this epiphany? By a bird – yes, by my parrots! We can’t teach our feathered friends to hug or give us a kiss. Instead, they sense (the sixth sense) when they are loved and protected. They reciprocate in a language only they can understand.

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Now to test my experiment on the outdoor birds. Each morning, I throw tiny seed on the ground, and then take a seat on the deck. Almost immediately, the small birds gather in the nearby trees. I call them, and they flock down to the grass to feed and greet me. Some even venture onto the deck and handrails and chirp. They feel protected and sense love.

 I even took my “love” hypothesis to Wal-Mart. As I walked down an aisle, I encountered many service dogs. We made eye contact, and they too broke and ran to me for a pat on the head. You see, God communicates with animals. He led the animals to Noah’s ark.  Scripture tells us that the breath of life resides within them; therefore, they have a sense of love too.

“Pairs of all creatures that have the breath of life in them came to Noah and entered the ark.”  Genesis 7:15

Love is the sixth sense inside all creations that share God’s spirit. It is the connection between all the universal languages. Humanity and animals do not have to be created alike to have the same compassion and love derived from God. He so loved the world first so that all His creations have the ability and instinct to love others.

“For every beast of the forest is mine, the cattle on a thousand hills. I know all the birds of the hills, and all that moves in the field is mine.”  Psalm 50:10-11


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