Living in the Last Hour

Prayer – does not make all things better

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It doesn’t. Prayer is a conversation with your Creator. Just like having a conversation with a real father doesn’t make things better – instantly. It all depends on the circumstances.

Two of my grand kids were in a car accident earlier. My only granddaughter and my oldest grandson were rear-ended by of all people a teenage driver. Oh my gosh! Good thing his mother was in the car. All she said was that he looked down for a moment. Does that mean he looked down at his phone? She wasn’t about to admit it if he did. It didn’t really matter. I was just thankful that my grand-kids were not seriously injured.

As you can imagine all sorts of scenarios went through my head. It could have been tragic. As soon as I heard car accident I started praying. My daughter had called just to let us know. No details. She said she would call as soon as she had more info. She and the kids mother, my other daughter, had driven to the scene of the accident. The police and EMS were at the scene. It was chaotic. Traffic is always horrible, but it gets 100 times worse during this time of year.

Three days before Christmas and all through the city people were jamming the parking lots and the stores. They were running red lights, passing cars on the left and the right to get one car length ahead. What’s the hurry? Many stores are open 24 hours for the next 72 hours!

So prayer may not make you feel better – instantly, but isn’t it wonderful that we have someone – not of this world – that listens to our prayers – takes note and in due time – meets our needs. Yes, my grand kids were in a car accident – it could have been much worse, but I pray for their safety daily – asking God to protect their every step. Thank you Jesus, for your grace and your mercy.

Be safe out there.

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I’m Irma

Welcome to my little corner of the blog world. Here, I share my thoughts on Christianity, the things of God, and the ways He has shaped and guided my path through life. My journey with the Lord has been long and transformative, marked by moments of peace and joy and periods of uncertainty. I write, first and foremost, for myself—to process what the Lord so graciously reveals to me in Scripture. Sharing some of these truths has become a mission of sorts, via blogging. His word urges us to bear witness and encourage one another.

As I reflect on my own transformation, I can say that the church itself has transformed over the years and not necessarily for the good. I speak about my own experiences with the church. One lesson the Lord impressed upon me this year is that “truth is not always truth.” What do I mean by that? There have been times when I’ve shared a biblical insight, only to realize that other faithful believers interpret the same passage differently. In that instance, I find that the Lord reveals according to our understanding. When I share the need for a Damascus experience understandings diverged sharply. Believers that have been raised in the church do not feel that such an extreme experience is necessary for spiritual maturity. Our faith is truly shaped by our backgrounds. Spiritual journeys are not for everyone. This taught me that early socialization deeply colors our grasp of faith; what’s true for me may not resonate in the same way for someone else.

Similarly, lately I considered how “ignorance of Scripture was its own blessing,” I remembered my early walk with Christ. I had a blind faith. I knew little of doctrine or debate. I trusted the pastor. In those days, my faith and trust in the church and church leaders was simple—I accepted what was taught from the pulpit without questioning. I did not have the knowledge needed to question any teaching. There was a peace in not knowing all the controversies or complexities. As I grew and studied the scriptures, and did some additional research, as the Lord gave understanding, I found myself questioning everything I had been taught. I did not question my faith, or the existence of God. That ignorance, while limiting, protected me from confusion and doubt, allowing me to rest in childlike faith.

The church itself has seen many changes over the decades. Self-proclaimed prophets have introduced new doctrines, some bordering on heresy, while believers wrestle with their flesh and what it means to follow Christ in a society with so many freedoms. I remember a time, more than thirty years ago, when I trusted every word spoken in church. Now, I understand how easy it is to accept teachings that stray from biblical truth. The Scriptures warned us this would happen in the last days.

2 Timothy 4:2-4 (NKJV) “Preach the word! Be ready in season and out of season. Convince, rebuke, exhort, with all longsuffering and teaching. For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine, but according to their own desires, because they have itching ears, they will heap up for themselves teachers; and they will turn their ears away from the truth, and be turned aside to fables.”

Current events—like the 2024 Election—have exposed deep flaws in American Christianity. Yet, through it all, Scripture assures me that God is sovereign. No wall built by human hands can withstand His judgment; no scheme crafted in darkness escapes His light. These lessons have become more real to me as I look back over my journals, filled with stories of God’s faithfulness during trials, tribulations and abundant grace. By sharing I hope those the Lord leads here will desire to seek God wholeheartedly, to find comfort knowing that He is always at work in our lives—often in ways we never considered.

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