Ramblings of Jen

A few days ago I wrote about some promises that God had made to Cal and me... Since then, He has confirmed those promises through scripture verses, "coincidental" occurrences that just-so-happen to blatantly point to the promises God made to us, and a deep knowledge that His plan will ultimately come into fruition.  With such an obvious movement of the Holy Spirit in our lives, the evil one can't help but take notice and he is, as always, attempting to chop down our tree of hope and inspiration.  I wish I could share with you what these two promises are, but as of yet, it is still too early. Romans 15:13  "May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit." With the devil taking his best shots these past few days, it's all we can do just to remain in a somewhat upward position and hang onto our hope of ever seeing God's promises come into full bloom.  Today t

My past two days have been spent in the role as a substitute teacher in one of our local high school Spanish classes.  The job popped up at just the right time.  Calvin had just been dealt another week with fewer hours at work and we were beginning to pick and choose which bills we were going to pay and which ones could wait until the next pay-check.  I asked the Lord to provide for us financially and not even two hours later I received a phone call from the secretary at the high school asking if I'd like to sub!  I have never received a subbing phone-call before, ever !  I don't even remember filling out any paperwork to do it!  But that's just God for you.  He's always providing at exactly the right time! I thought you might enjoy some of the interesting dialogues I had with the students (or overheard) in my time as a sub... After one sophomore boy kept leaving his seat and stirring up the class, I told him to pretend his rear was glued to his seat: Sophomore

I wish I had more than question marks to write about today.  My strange health symptoms have remained mysterious, and because I haven't heard from the neurologist yet, it seems I have a bit more waiting left on my time-card. The great news is that I am feeling much better!  I still have one short blurp during each day when exhaustion takes me to my bed or the couch for a nap.  There are occasional instances of some disconcerting pain, tingling and numbness that crawls up my left leg and arm, but for the most part, I am starting to feel a bit more normal. Perhaps the best part in all of this has been the transformation that has taken place in the hearts of Calvin and myself.  In the past weeks the Lord has been working on both of us and through our offerings of prayer and earnestly seeking His will, He has revealed to us "impossible projects" that He would have us work towards.  I eagerly await a date when I can share these "projects" with you, but now is not

I hadn't anticipated making my first post about my "exciting" trip to the E.R. a couple of weekends ago, but it seems to be a good place to start. As emotions and thoughts flood my heart, I can't help but let them flow onto the keys of my keyboard. I have struggled with the idea for several months that my life could be under attack by the evil one.  I have also encountered those whom when they hear me talk of spiritual warfare, roll their eyes in annoyance because in their minds, what I'm experiencing is nothing more than coincidence and hard times. But I just can't shake the feeling that the evil one and his disgusting demons are nipping at my heels and hoping to sink their teeth into my flesh, leaving a fatal wound; not a wound that would cause me literal death, but one that would shake my faith to the point of unbelief.  I am certain that this battle exists and that it is going on in my life right now.  It's biblical! Ephesians 6:11-12 "Put on