Hello y’all. We are on day 18 of San Antonio’s Stay Home-Work Safe order. We go out when necessary and to get some outdoor time. We were able to get some masks for us to use when we go out in public, which is great. I had been working on making some homemade ones, so getting some saved me that hassle.

Anyway, I wanted to share a quick lesson I just learned. So, we live in a small gated community. We are renting. We had been thinking about buying a home right before this pandemic broke out, but…here we are.

For a bit of background. This gated community is weird. When we first looked at this property, one of the stipulations on renting was accepting that the neighbors would always have access to their yard – through our yard. Our neighbors to the right of us do not have gate access to their backyard, except through our yard. We didn’t see that as a problem. Anyway, today as I was sweeping up in the kitchen, I looked out the window to see a man in our backyard, pacing back and forth, talking on his cell phone. So, I told my husband and he went out to investigate. Turns out the man was there to work on the neighbor’s yard. Usually, when the regular guy comes to mow, he will knock on the door to let us know he is going through. We did not get the same courtesy from these new folks working the neighbors yard.

Anyway, to make a long story short, we reread the lease and contacted the landlord for clarification. This place is managed by an HOA, so we had to make sure. Landlord was saying that the HOA owns the property. They only own the home and the porch. We were like what? So, if anything gets stolen from our backyard because of this community use, we are out of luck? How does that make sense, we ask? Well,  the HOA would claim we were on their property. If something get stolen of the porch, we may be able to make a case against the HOA, he said, but it’s iffy. The landlord was making it sound like he did not own the actual land, when he in fact does. He pays taxes on it. I know he cannot be that ignorant.

Well, it turns out that under Texas HOA laws, of which they are many, (If I understand them correctly) all property becomes community property and the HOA can enter anyone’s property at their discretion. They can cite the owner for violations even in their backyard. HOA’s can also give anyone to enter your property, or to go through your property to get to another property. Now I understand why some homeowners hate their HOA’s and avoid their creation.  The homeowner voluntarily submits to the laws of their HOA. Homeowners pay taxes on the land that someone else rules. That, to me, is insane. Why in the world would anyone give up rule of their land? Especially in Texas, where people love their land and their guns.

Here’s the lesson. “Why would anyone want to buy a home and property in a place with such stringent rules? I saw a man in our backyard, and if my husband hadn’t been home. I might have called 911.

Well, first it’s a gated community. The homes are small, but they offer convenience to work and everything else.

Second, they offer a sanctuary, a place to retreat without having to deal with cross traffic from the general public, and the homeless which have taken up residence right up the street. And we can keep out those many others that we want no where near us.

Third, most residents feel safer in gated communities. They offer greater protection.

Yup, physical borders provide greater protection. But do they really? Here, lately we have been reading about people killed in these very affluent, gated communities, tragic. So much for gated protection.

We have to remember that the only protection man has from the enemy, is the blood of Jesus. Man can rely on his resources and abilities. He makes his own plans. But it’s always God’s will that prevails. Today, is Good Friday. Y’all remember what happened this day in history?

Today, we are apart because of a microscopic virus that has invaded Americans.
We have been separated for our safety.
We have been ordered to stay home for our well-being and the well-being of all.

The blood that was shed on the Cross was shed for all man. Jesus Christ brings salvation to all who ask for it, as the prisoner on the third cross did before he died. It was given too many, shared to many and not everyone embraced(s) it. It is not much different today. We have a bunch of Judas’s, we have Christians that hold to a form of godliness, but their hearts are wicked. We have false religions, false teachers, false prophets… yup, not much different than when Jesus walked the earth.

But it’s what happened on the Cross, that we remember today. It’s the death of Jesus Christ, the Son of God who have His life that we might live. It’s not complicated. The gospel is so simple.

Y’all be blessed.

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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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