Carry On

Jesus on a rock

Carry on, carry on,

not always will you toil.

Not always will the days drag

on in tears and sorrow, feeling

powerless of things you cannot change.

Carry on, carry on,

blue skies are coming.

Birds will sing again.

Laughter will be heard.

Hope will soar.

Carry on, carry on,

our Lord has walked this way;

has felt the stones pierce His feet,

the crown of thorns pierce His head,

the sadness of man pierce His heart.

He knows what your silence speaks.

He hears.

He sees.

He is here still.

Carry on, carry on,

all shall pass.

Only He remains and You, eternally safe with Him.

Lorene Masters

Do Not Fear the Sudden Storm

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Powerful storms with damaging winds and large hail can come suddenly. When we see dark clouds gather and move closer, it’s easy to panic at what is coming our way. We recall storms of other years when we lost much and think that it may happen again. Though it is always wise to prepare when able, we do not need to live in fear of what may happen as though we had no Deliverer. There is no eternal harm that can come to a child of God who is trusting in Jesus as their Savior. Even if we lose our health and all earthly possessions, we still have a glorious inheritance safely kept in Heaven that will never tarnish or fade away.

“Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have called you by your name; You are Mine. When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; And through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, Nor shall the flame scorch you. For I am the Lord your God, The Holy One of Israel, your Savior.” Isaiah 43:1-3

Many in this hour are terrified of coming storms to the point of being paralyzed in stepping out and going where the Lord has called you to go. We are clutching our possessions as though they can save us, when all we can confidently claim as ours is the saving presence of Jesus and the eternal life that He gives us. That surety is what we are to take into our storms and the storms of others. This may mean saying no to more of this world’s treasures that could take our focus away from Jesus so we can grab hold of the eternal and say yes to His calling. Many with broken and empty hearts wait to receive the eternal treasure that we have in Jesus. They are on lifeboats after the storm has devastated their home; hungry for hope and the land that will never pass away.

The upkeep of our worldly goods should never stop us from going to people in need and bringing the hope of eternal life in Jesus.

Storms will come and storms will go. They may be physical, spiritual or emotional. They may find us on land, sea or in the air; in times of blessing or times of need. We do not have weather radio’s that warn us of all possible approaching disturbances, but we do have the Holy Spirit to prepare us and help us. And with his assistance, we will pass safely through them all.

When peace like a river, attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea billows roll

Whatever my lot, thou hast taught me to say It is well, it is well, with my soul 

It is well with my soul. It is well, it is well with my soul. 

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,

Let this blest assurance control, that Christ has regarded my helpless estate,

And hath shed His own blood for my soul.  It is well, it is well with my soul. 

My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought My sin, not in part but the whole,

Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more, praise the Lord, praise the Lord, o my soul.

(“It is Well” by Horatio G. Spafford)

We need not fear the coming storms for our anchor in Christ holds!


Springtime in Heaven


When this world’s winter has known its last, my heart will long to know,

The greening of the flowers and fields in Heaven’s springtime show. 

For the winter has been long and hard and we’ve grown weak from cold and fears.

We long for Jesus to say, “Come! Let me heal your heart and dry all your tears.” 

“For I too have known the darkness of winter, my bones have felt its deathly chill. I know how the spirit grows weary in waiting for prophecy to be fulfilled.

Soon the Father shall beckon Me to go and get my own;  The ones who cry and wait for freedom from winter’s dark and dreary home. I know that you are longing for the hour has long grown late, waiting for the newness of body and soul as you pass through Heaven’s’ eternal gate.” 

Springtime in Heaven we shall know, when we lay down our shield and sword. Having fought the fight and finished the race, and now He shall be our reward.

From Lorene Masters “The Tin Trailer and other Poems for the Hurting and the Hopeful”

The River

While in intercessory prayer at church, I felt the familiar invitation from God to come up higher. With great joy, I said yes! I saw streets and buildings made of gold and flowing in between was a river. It was wide and flowed all the way from Heaven’s glory down to earth. The river branched out to people and countries who were asking for more of Jesus. It was clean and refreshing and gifts for man flowed in this river. I felt small and insignificant at the sight of this magnificent scene before me and asked Jesus to please hide me in a cave for no one knows who I am. Jesus said, “No, stay out here with me and tell others what I am showing you.”
“But”, I argued, “I am exposed and may be rejected.”
“I cover you. Be at peace”, he gently spoke to me.
The river has answers to prayer in it. The answers are added by angels as God’s people on earth ask. The river is coming! It will water the dry and dead places and bring healing and hope.
I hear Jesus say, “Get this river going my children! Keep asking! The more you confess and pray and turn to worship me, the more this river will widen and flow faster, filled with me and my provision. Ask of me and keep asking. Your father loves you and he loves to give. Ask for big things. Ask for little things. Ask! Ask!”
To the angels, he says, “Load this river up! They are asking, they are calling to me. I see their tears and pain and I am moved.”
I see many thing in the river…healings, food, money, balms for illness and broken relationships, babies for childless couples, furniture for homes, shoes for the shoeless, favor for jobs and more.
“This river shall never run dry. It is life. Take a drink and live! Get to the river. Go. Because of what I did on the cross, it flows now for this time, for this season. Flood the plains and the mountains, the deserts, and the cities with me! Ask and your joy shall be full.”

Sometimes You Just Want a Last Name

Sometimes you just want a last name. Not just your legal last name but the blood one. The one your daddy had, whoever he is. Of course, you were called something growing up and it was okay, but now you have been awakened to want more. To get to the bottom of what happened and with whom and when. You never looked like your siblings. You loved them and they loved you but something was off; that nameless hunger for something more, to uncover what was hidden, the secret that was never talked about. Until now.  Continue reading