This Beautiful Mundane

     I just finished watching a movie about Irena Sendler; a Polish social worker during WWII. She rescued 2,500 Jewish children. Watching the stories of courageous men and women, faced with possible death at every turn, being tortured- and yet withstanding- this, my friends, causes me to tremble.       I  tremble for myself, and for the world today. I know God gives the strength that we need, but, oh brothers and sisters! If we are not strengthening ourselves, and preparing ourselves by memorization of the Word, spending time with Him in prayer, and seeking to follow Him in the little things, how will we ever face anything harder than a flat tire, or a runny nose?  I can  complain of the traffic, getting up early, feeling tired at the end of the day, having a cold, etc, etc. My complaints are so petty compared to the world around us.      I don’t mean to make light of true sorrows and trials in life; God has ordained all for its purpose and will give us each the strength tha

     My heart is heavy as I read the recent news of extreme pro-abortion bill that was just signed by the Illinois governor, JB Pritzker. Even heavier still when I contemplate how long this has been permitted to even be a thought in our minds.      Oh my friends, weep for our society. How have we allowed such horror to take over our culture? Popular arguments of so-called "women's rights" hold no stake in this ongoing debate.      I am a woman, I greatly value my rights. I am glad to be able to have a good job, go to school for whatever I desire, to speak freely of my thoughts and opinions, to vote, to hold a public office should I desire. My rights as a woman would never give me the right to end the life of my unborn child.      Let me draw your attention to a group of people who cried out, "no taxation without representation!" This sector of a nation rebelled against being forced to pay taxes without having a voice in parliament to speak for them.