PERSISTENT MARCH

 

Persistent March©

A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way©

Begin again to do all you can.

Forget what looked like a failed plan.

Failure is success.

A test, just to bless.

So March on forward, persist on man.

 

Persistent March

 If we think February is long and dreary even though it is the shortest month, March feels never-ending.  But the promise of spring helps us endure.  We sense it in the smell of the air. It’s our signal, new life is coming. The ground may still be hard but the death of winter is part of the cycle of new life. Trees, grass, and flowers die off only to emerge again.  Birds are heard chirping again.  Signs of life are persistently returning.  They didn’t fail in their “dying”.  No, they withstood the test of winter to bring us new life.

Jesus also persisted.  His heavenly Father gave him a test of great sacrifice and price, persisting unto death. The world thought Jesus failed the test of perseverance as He died nailed to the cross. That perseverance paid the debt of sin, shame, poverty, and sickness.  God knows the heart of man is full of evil intent.  Man can never save himself from it. Only a Holy and Righteous God can redeem His creation.   Jesus persevered unto the death that makes us free from eternal damnation.  The death that gives us freedom to live. The death that was not failure but success.

Let us look at  March as the month we persist in each year to view what may look like failures but are just test to keep going forward. Good will always overcome evil.  New life is coming.  Persist.  March on.

 

Pray this prayer with me.

Dear Jesus,

Thank You Jesus for persisting unto death.  We are in need every day to overcome the evil that persists in all of mankind. Until the day evil is done, Lord, grant us great courage and persistence to complete our assignments.  Grant us wisdom, counsel, and strength to perform mighty deeds in the ordinary battles of life as well as the great battles.  All honor and glory are Yours, forever and ever.  Amen.

 

Written by Paula Ann Kochanek

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Imaginations Against True Imagination©

 

Imaginations Against True Imagination©

A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way©

There is a war on for every thought.

There is a way this war is to be fought.

The weapons bold,

Heaven’s foothold.

Imaginations cast down, strongholds caught.

 

WAR

A tyrannical war.   A civil war.   An atomic war.   A cold war.  A nuclear war.  A virtual war.   A chemical war.    A tech war.   A big pharma war.    An identity war.  A national war.   A bioweapon war.  A spiritual war.

We are in a war.  A war for our souls.

I have watched TURN, Washington’s Spies several times. It was a series on Netflix.  After some history exploration, it is clear this series has taken several liberties with actual facts . Nonetheless, it has been a very moving series for me. I was moved to tears as I felt the pain of the sacrifices men, women and children of that time gave to give us such a free America. They lost loved ones, land, houses, money, body parts or their own lives. Families were divided from loyalty to England’s King or freedom from tyranny. The display of bravery, courage, discipline,  and loyal patriotism makes my flag even more valuable.  The flag of Freedom.

Do we face such things today?  I believe we do. I fear we have lived so long with freedom we forget what the cost was for that freedom.  I believe God is using the circumstances of today to bring us back to truth.

A heavenly war was fought as well. A war against man’s sin.

This war, was for eternal freedom, and would be for all men.  It was a war against evil and its hold on mankind.  It was against the prince of this world, satan himself. The price was high and also required blood and sacrifice.  God knew man could not win this war without heaven’s help.  That is why HE had to send His only son.  Only Jesus, the sinless One could win.  His victory granted us the authority to use the same weapons as Jesus did. He never waivered in loyalty.

Jesus knew the scriptures. We must as well.  It is our first line of defense when we pray to fight against the enemy’s stronghold as he tries desperately to overtake our minds.   Scripture tells us in 2nd Corinthians 10:4-6 King James Version (KJV):

For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds; 5 Casting down imaginations, and every high thing that exalteth itself against the knowledge of God, and bringing into captivity every thought to the obedience of Christ;6 And having in a readiness to revenge all disobedience, when your obedience is fulfilled.

Your most powerful weapon against evil is the word of God.   We must know what the word says to fight back.  Has the enemy stolen your mind?  Your children?  Your spouse?  Your goods? Your country?

 

Pray this prayer with me.

Dear Jesus,

I come to you now asking You to forgive me of all my wrongdoings, known and unknown.  Cover my sin by Your precious blood shed on the Cross of Calvary.  I repent.  Please come live inside my heart and be the Lord of my life today and every day.  Keep me from the evil one.  Teach me to war in the spirit against the enemy’s tactics. You never lose a battle against the enemy. In Jesus Name, Amen.

 

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January 2022

 

Believing Without Seeing©

A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way©

A man from the country of Fright,

Wasn’t sure if he could see right.

Believe without seeing?

See without believing?

So we introduced him to Christ.

 

No more pretending!

The last two years have all been about fear.  Have they really?  Or are we finally waking up? Since the beginning of Adam and Eve, it’s all been about fear.  There is no more time not to just be bold and blunt.  If you do not have Jesus as your Lord and savior, you are doomed.  Doomed to fear and doomed to hell.  

Satan began in the Garden of Eden when he deceived Eve that God was holding out on her and Adam. He tried to get her to believe that they should be like God, knowing all things.  And the only way to get it was to eat the forbidden fruit. Satan, knowing the nature of a woman is family, chose her first.  He knew she would desire her husband to eat too. Adam chose her over God as well.  Doomed after that to a life of knowing good and evil would forever be the fall of mankind. Satan now uses every imaginable set of demonic plots to bring about fear.  It is the way he controls our minds.

The bible tells us to fear not.  It says “ fear not” 365 times. Isn’t that interesting it is the exact number of days in a year.  God always had a plan for us.  A daily plan to fear not. Now think about how the mainstream media planting a seed of fear every day into its broadcasts.  What do you think grows after 365 days!

As we entered into the year 2022 it is crucial that we fear not.  It is an understatement to say our lives depend on it.  The majority of people know full well about the plandemic.  If you haven’t gotten there yet, you will. The woke will awaken. Truth can not be escaped regardless of what one thinks.  The person may be blind to it but Truth is Truth. God Truth, not man-made truth.

The Jewish New Year is 5782.  It starts before the Gregorian calendar in the month of September.  Looking up 5872 in Strong’s Concordance the Hebrew word is “Ur”.  It means to “AWAKEN!”.  That is precisely what must happen and it is happening.  God is waking up  people to Truth.  We became weak with fear.  This can no longer be.

If we truly want America back in 2022, and thereafter, we are compelled to fear not.  There is no turning back. A decision must be made. If you have not made Jesus the Lord of your life, do it today.  If you have already made that commitment but have shrunk back in fear, today is your day to step out of fear.  We all must Awaken to Truth.  Fear Not.

 

Pray this prayer with me if you have never asked Jesus to be your Lord.

Lord, today I ask You to come and be my Lord.  I believe You came to die for my sins. I confess with my mouth that Jesus is the Son of God. Jesus, You paid the price for my sins by dying on the cross. I repent of all my sins. Forgive me.  Come now and live in my heart and be the Lord of my life.  Send Your Holy Spirit to help me now live this new life and to fear not.  In Jesus Name. Amen.

Pray this prayer with me if you need encouragement to fear not.

Jesus, forgive me for not trusting You in all things. Your plan has always been the redemption of man. Evil will not win.  Fill me with Your Holy Spirit to be bold in Your faith for Your faith is true and just and fears not.  I want to fear not.

 AS ONE!

Now together we all unite. Open our sight and free us from fright. We are more than conquerors in Him. Fear Not!

 Romans 8:37 Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. (KJV)

Isaiah 41:10 Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness. (KJV)

Matthew 10:28 And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell. (KJV)

Matthew 28:20  Teaching them to observe all things whatsoever I have commanded you: and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world. Amen. (KJV)

 

 Written by Paula Ann Kochanek

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December Miracles©

December Miracles©        
A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way©

There are the memories of Christmas Past,
Some from childhood that forever last.
A Legacy.
Eternally.
Memories are for miracles steadfast.

Memories of Christmas 2020

I did not enjoy shopping at all that year. The traditional shopping day with my three grandsons didn’t happen. I put money aside all year to help the three of them buy gifts for their parents and then for each other. Then we go out to eat at a nice restaurant. We save the wrapping for another day. I couldn’t deal with the mask on, mask off, nor did I want to put my grandsons through that. I ventured out alone and after three hours of breathing into a mask, I was feeling ill. The day was cut short and void of much joy. Not a good memory. The miracle….Jesus never loses joy. A steadfast miracle.
Making memories is part of living. Choosing to forget some and cherish others is just that, a choice. Some memories are a process of forgiveness. I have had many Christmases that were painful, lonely and a struggle to feel joy. Others were incredibly overpowered with the Presence of the One we are celebrating. We remember things by emotions. Emotions are powerful. They trigger the subconscious to record the event. Emotions do not always remember all the details. We l know we l prone to forget things. But what if we took the time to write things down?
Journaling is a wonderful way to remember details. This current world is full of distractions and non-stop sensory input. We can easily miss how a small detail, an unfamiliar face, a passing smile, or a kind act can completely change how the day went. What if Moses never wrote what God told him? We wouldn’t know how to receive God’s blessings and stay clear of curses. God gave all the details for building the Tent of Meeting and Solomon’s Temple. What if the Miracle of Mary becoming pregnant was never recorded? Or the story of Jesus’ life and death?
Without the story of Jesus’ birth, we would not have Christmas. Even though society has secularized this event the story of Mary and Joseph and our Savior’s birth lives on. A steadfast miracle.
When I was young it felt like the birth of Jesus at Christmas was just a tradition. Just a story, even though I knew it was true. We brought out the wooden stable with Mary and Joseph, the Wisemen, and the animals all glued in place. Jesus was safely hidden until Christmas morning when He miraculously appeared. And then the presents. Lots of them. No more mention of Jesus. But …the hidden steadfast miracle…my mother and the church repeated that same story year after year. There was never any deep emotion in the story. I didn’t doubt its truth but I also didn’t understand its power. Not until the Christmas of 1980. That year in November I went back to church for real. My life was spiraling into depression. I needed God. I was 22 years old.
Stepping into the church as a lonely married young woman afraid the wrath of God was about to strike me dead for thinking I even had any right to be there after being away so long is one of those emotional memories I will never forget. It was early November, the 9th to be exact. That Sunday I opened my heart and let Jesus in. Everything felt different. Thanksgiving felt more meaningful. By Christmas another miracle. I felt the power of the birth of Jesus, the hope of people living in that time, the awe of the shepherds in the field, the excitement of the wise men when they found the baby Jesus. It really was real!! The steadfast miracle of truth-filled me with overwhelming emotion and the loving Presence of Jesus was tangible. A miracle of eternal legacy.
The following Christmases meant more and more, understanding deeper that without the birth of Jesus, He wouldn’t die. Without His death, no forgiveness of sin. Without forgiveness, every sin would be remembered and counted against me. Eternal damnation would have been mine. Instead, my name is written in the Book of Life, recorded November 9th, 1980. Another steadfast miracle, I am forever forgiven.

Memories of Christmas 2021

An astonishing thing also happened. I started to bring a notebook to church every week. I have years of notetaking. The notetaking prompted me to write journals Journaling is a precious creative gift of enormous expression. Sometimes it is many words and sometimes few. I have been able to take these thoughts from notebooks to journals to published books. It is a written legacy to myself and one day to my children and grandchildren. A continued steadfast miracle of truth.
The details of your life matter much, Your thoughts and words are precious. Life moves so quickly. Having something written down to remember your life is just as important as a history book. A tangible paper book of your history. It isn’t like a digital file. Paper has a life! The Bible is a living breathing book of the history of love. Jesus is the Word, a living miracle, a steadfast remembrance of love, forgiveness, peace, hope, eternal life. The Bible is the written form of the Word. You are a word. Write your story. Write your story for God’s glory. It is your miracle memory of a steadfast legacy.

Pray this prayer with me.
Lord, how precious I am to You, You carefully crafted every part of me. Help me find ways to remember daily Your love and care for me. Help me write something every day of what I may have missed because of the busyness of life. Grant me the time to do this and as I do may I forever be awed at the way You detailed every moment of the day. In Jesus Name. Amen.

 

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NOVEMBER NAG

   

November Nag©

A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way©

There is a history that repeats every year.

The nagging sense of the cold coming days we must bear.

Dark winter

Won’t splinter

A mind that knows repeated history keeps things clear.

Steady.  Consistent.  Repetitious.  That is what I count on as I live in the New England weather.  I may not like certain things about each of the four seasons, however, I never doubt they won’t happen, and in the order they always do. There are other things I never doubt will happen too.

The phrase “Dark Winter” comes from a chilling scenario simulation in 2001 of a bioweapon used to destroy people. The weapon,  a virus. The plan,  figure out how to tell the public. The end result, get them all vaccinated.  It is detailed and well worth your time to read. You will come across this telling quote, “The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting.”   Sun Tzu

Since the Garden of Eden mankind has steadily been infected with evil plans:  Evil plans that consistently try to control others.  Cain killed Abel because of offense.  He believed it was Able’s fault God did not fully accept his offering. But that wasn’t the case. Abel gave to God the first fruits of his flock.  Abel gave his sacrifice with the right heart and the right motive.  Cain gave of his fruits, most likely not of his first harvest or a pure heart. God called Cain out on this so he could remedy his heart.  Instead, his offense deepened.  God warned him if he didn’t get control of it, it would lead to sin.  Cain would not relent and eventually, he killed his brother.  His offense turned to hate.  God continued to help by giving him a chance to explain what happened. Cain retorted by saying he was not his brother’s keeper, lying to God’s face that he knew nothing. What should God do?

Of course, God knew exactly what happened.  God is a God of justice as well as mercy.  He could have destroyed Cain on the spot. Instead, He let him go, to wander in the wilderness.  I believe God was giving Cain a lot of space to repent.  God truly is merciful.  Cain sealed his fate and grew more wicked as time went on. Even though God marked his head so no one could kill him, Cain lived a life of wandering and most likely with a constant nagging guilty conscience. He was always running from God. He built the city of Enoch, named after his first son. (Genesis 4:1-22) He multiplied his own family and lived by his own rules. God does not remove the creative gifts He gives to His children but when there is no glory given back to God eventually our sin of rebellion toward God bears fruit. Lamech followed in Cains’s footsteps when he too killed a man.  He had no repentance either, just a belief he would be avenged more than his great-great-great-great-great grandfather Cain. No one in his family could offer him the hope of forgiveness.  He lived in darkness also.

Without forgiveness, men do all sorts of evil sins to each other.  Adultery, divorce, sexual perversion, greed, human trafficking,  abortion, and the need to control the world are just some of them.  The world beomes darker and darker. 

If you have a clear mind you can see history repeating itself.  If not let me help you out.  Just as winter is coming again with the nagging truth of cold rainy and snowy days so is the hope and belief of Spring coming again.  We bear winter days with warm blankets, hot soups, and holidays.  Thanksgiving reminds us of our desire to be free of governmental tyranny.  Christmas reminds us Jesus was born to redeem us from sin and establish the  Government of the Kingdom of Heaven in our hearts and on earth.  The New Year helps us reflect and move toward new goals. Valentine’s Day is for renewing love.  Easter awakens us to the remembrance of the horrible death Jesus died so we could live free of condemnation. 

And just like that Spring is here again.  We made it through the long winter because of our hope of Spring.  We make it through life because of hope in our Creator.  Just as God created the seasons, He created a way of forgiveness.

Genesis 1:14 KJV And God said, Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and years. 

Daniel 9:9-10 KJV To the Lord our God belong mercies and forgivenesses, though we have rebelled against him. 10 Neither have we obeyed the voice of the Lord our God, to walk in his laws, which he set before us by his servants the prophets.

Men and women whose hearts are darkened fall prey to the lie they can control the world.  They make up scenarios like “The Dark Winter” to prove they can.  They kill others for feeling offended, sometimes with words and sometimes with weapons. I can not say for certain this is true but I read that Cain was killed when his own house fell on him. I wonder if he had a nagging feeling cold days were coming but no hope of Spring.  Perhaps that was his Dark Winter, made by his own unrepented heart trying to control the world he made without God.

As history will repeat itself, a house without God will be a dark winter.  I hope God lives in your house.

 

Pray this prayer with me.

Lord, I want to live with hope. Let me not fear a manmade lie of a Dark Winter.  In You, there is always light and hope for new seasons of life. I pray You keep my eyes, ears, and heart attentive to the seasons. Forgive me for wounding others or bringing You an unworthy offering.  Today I give You my heart.  No Dark Winter, only Light and Truth will I receive.  In Jesus Name.  Amen.

 

Genesis 1:14-15 (The Living Bible)  Then God said, “Let bright lights appear in the sky to give light to the earth and to identify the day and the night; they shall bring about the seasons on the earth, and mark the days and years.” And so it was.

Genesis 4:1-22 (King James Version)

4 And Adam knew Eve his wife; and she conceived, and bare Cain, and said, I have gotten a man from the Lord.

2 And she again bare his brother Abel. And Abel was a keeper of sheep, but Cain was a tiller of the ground.

3 And in process of time it came to pass, that Cain brought of the fruit of the ground an offering unto the Lord.

4 And Abel, he also brought of the firstlings of his flock and of the fat thereof. And the Lord had respect unto Abel and to his offering:

5 But unto Cain and to his offering he had not respect. And Cain was very wroth, and his countenance fell.

6 And the Lord said unto Cain, Why art thou wroth? and why is thy countenance fallen?

7 0 If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door. And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him.

8 And Cain talked with Abel his brother: and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him.

9 And the Lord said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother’s keeper?

10 And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother’s blood crieth unto me from the ground.

11 And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother’s blood from thy hand;

12 When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.

13 And Cain said unto the Lord, My punishment is greater than I can bear.

14 Behold, thou hast driven me out this day from the face of the earth; and from thy face shall I be hid; and I shall be a fugitive and a vagabond in the earth; and it shall come to pass, that every one that findeth me shall slay me.

15 And the Lord said unto him, Therefore whosoever slayeth Cain, vengeance shall be taken on him sevenfold. And the Lord set a mark upon Cain, lest any finding him should kill him.

16 And Cain went out from the presence of the Lord, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.

17 And Cain knew his wife; and she conceived, and bare Enoch: and he builded a city, and called the name of the city, after the name of his son, Enoch.

 

Written by Paula Ann Kochanek

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October Lessons

 

Mary Ludwig Hays—1754-1832  Confronting the enemy in a time when fear had to be overcome, at the Battle of Monmouth during the American Revolution.

Wisdom Built©

A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way© 

There was a woman of wisdom, a house she built.

Filled with understanding covered her like a quilt.

Fear of the Lord,

No need to hoard.

For the whored woman her quilt is heavy as guilt.

 

How can we be non-confrontational in a confrontational world?

We can’t.  And we aren’t meant to be.  The best we can do is to be in control of our emotions.  Emotions set the course of everything we do.  Feelings produce the perception of an experience causing a reaction.  Behaviour drives results. Results repeated produce a program in the subconscious mind.  This program repeats itself whenever the feeling button is pushed regardless of the circumstance.   Great marketers know this.  Great marketers can be good or evil.

Fear is the biggest market programmer.

My mother was afraid to drive on the highway.  I have a sibling who for years would not travel the highway.  My mother also fearlessly told us there is no such word as can’t.  That truth caused each of her seven children to do things that sometimes appeared reckless. But it also produced the ability to withstand the onslaught of naysayers as we chose to fulfil some of our life’s dreams.  I bought a house as a single mom back in the 1980’s.  I changed careers at 40, despite my father’s fear I was making a big mistake leaving a well-established company. A good friend was one of my naysayers as well. I have now been owned my own company for 22 years. Several of my siblings have owned their own companies as well. 

What can’t fear do?

Fear can’t control you when your hope is in the Fearless One.  That doesn’t mean you won’t feel afraid or doing something afraid.  It means it can’t control you.  My mother may have never faced her fear of the highway but she had great faith in the Fearless One.  That faith made her figure out ways to get where she wanted to be, even if it meant taking a bit longer.  And when she was in her seventies she flew alone for the first time!  

We are living in a time when fear, great fear, is trying to control us.    Can you imagine what it was like to fight in the American Revolution?  It was more than just soldiers.  Whole families were fighting for freedom.  The risk was great.  The fear,  maybe greater. October 19, 1781, was the day Lord Cornwallis surrendered, ending the American Revolutionary War, and winning our freedom from Great Britain.  There was still much that would happen to secure that freedom.  

We are again facing a great fight for freedom. Such freedoms as the right to choose our medical decisions, what our children are taught, how to run our businesses, what we can say, to name just a few.  I believe with all my heart we are living in a time that God is asking us to stand unafraid and unashamed in the liberties He gave us. Do not forget that is the greatness of America.  It may have taken several generations to put forth the greatness of our Constitution but we do not want one generation to pass and all those freedoms be stripped away.

May God grant us wisdom and courage to confront the evil using fear to tell us we can’t live free.

 

Pray this prayer with me.

 Jesus,

You came to set sinful man free. Forgive us for our selfishness.  Forgive our many leaders trying to use worldly power for greed and selfish gain. Help each one of us be confrontational against evil. Give us a love for holiness and righteousness and deep hunger for Your Word. We have not known what it is to be brave fighting with our very lives.  If this is to be in our time we ask for mercy and help to stand and fight. Our hope is in You.  Amen

 

 

Galatians 5:1 KJV      Stand fast therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ hath made us free, and be not entangled again with the yoke of bondage.

 

 

Written by Paula Ann Kochanek

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September Labor

September

 

 

 

 

 

 

Labor Test©

A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way© 

There once was a story for all of humankind.

A laborious story that tested the mind.

To find is the test,

Labor is the rest.

Your heart must search for it with eyes that are not blind.

 

Labor Day

The first official Labor Day was September 5, 1882.  Specific plans for fanfare were made and despite fear there would be chaos the event was a huge celebration of the efforts of the American worker who had made this country so prosperous.  The succeeding several years included speeches by prominent men and women.  In 1909 the American Federation of Labor called for a resolution that the preceding Sunday be Labor Sunday.  It was dedicated to spiritual and educational highlights of the labor movement.  Why does that no longer happen?

Over 100 years have passed.  I admit I needed to do a google search to be refreshed on the historical meaning of Labor Day.  Just about everyone in America knows it as a holiday. Most of us know it has to do with the working labor force and at one time the marker school would be starting that week.  And of course a paid holiday, a day to rest.

Rest is not found too much these days. The turbulence of masked and covid vaccine mandates is robbing people of the joy September used to bring.  September may feel a little sad summer is ending but the fall is always full of fun activities too.  Being bombarded with new and continuous threats of sickness and mandates is a sure rest stealer.

The Bible records God having a day of rest.  Genesis 2:3 says, “ And God blessed the seventh day, and sanctified it: because that in it he had rested from all his work which God created and made.” (KJV) The Gregorian Calandar starts with Sunday so most people think of Sunday as a day of rest.  But are resting?  Do we know what it is to rest?

Scripture talks about laboring into rest.  Seems like an oxymoron.  But there is a rest for those who believe in the promises of God. It takes faith to believe that promise. It also takes work to put that faith into action.  It takes faith and works to believe that promise.  Faith, working to rest in the One who has done it all.  Faith, to stand on His promises that good will overcome evil.  Faith to believe when you can’t see how things are going to work out.  Faith, to labor in His rest. Faith without works is dead according to James 2:20.

So I dedicate September to receive the promises of laboring into rest. My faith is in Him.  My rest comes from Him.

 

Hebrews 4 (ICB)

Now God has left us that promise that we may enter and have his rest. Let us be very careful, then, so that none of you will fail to get that rest. The Good News was preached to us just as it was to them. But the teaching they heard did not help them. They heard it but did not accept it with faith.[a] We who have believed are able to enter and have God’s rest. As God has said,

“So I was angry and made a promise.
    ‘They will never enter my land of rest.’” Psalm 95:11

But God’s work was finished from the time he made the world. Somewhere in the Scriptures he talked about the seventh day of the week: “And on the seventh day God rested from all his work.”[b] And again in the Scripture God said, “They will never enter my land of rest.”

It is still true that some people will enter and have God’s rest. But those who first heard the way to be saved did not enter. They did not enter because they did not obey. So God planned another day, called “today.” He spoke about that day through David a long time later. It is the same Scripture used before:

“Today listen to what he says.
    Do not be stubborn.” Psalm 95:7-8

We know that Joshua[c] did not lead the people into that rest. We know this because God spoke later about another day. This shows that the seventh-day rest[d] for God’s people is still coming. 10 For anyone who enters and has God’s rest will rest from his work as God did. 11 So let us try as hard as we can to enter God’s rest. We must try hard so that no one will be lost by following the example of those who refused to obey.

12 God’s word is alive and working. It is sharper than a sword sharpened on both sides. It cuts all the way into us, where the soul and the spirit are joined. It cuts to the center of our joints and our bones. And God’s word judges the thoughts and feelings in our hearts. 13 Nothing in all the world can be hidden from God. Everything is clear and lies open before him. And to him, we must explain the way we have lived.

Do you want that kind of rest?

Pray this prayer with me.

Lord Jesus, I surrender all my works to You.  Fill me with faith to believe all Your promises. As I now live each day for You, the best I can, please mix faith and works together to produce a life of Godly rest. In Jesus Name. Amen.

 

 

Written by Paula Ann Kochanek

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O Happy Day©

August Blog 2021

O Happy Day©

A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way© 

There once was a girl born on a Wednesday.

Her first breath strangled by a cord that day.

Oh, child.

God smiled.

My Breath breathed gives new life,  happy birthday.

August

Born to die.

Death doesn’t have a hold on you when are just beginning to explore the world.  But after living a while there is a certain death that brings life.  I was born on August 27, 1958, and called at 22 to die.  It is has been a daily process ever since.

Ponder this interesting fact. If you only had one grain of wheat to plant it would produce eight or more heads.  In those heads would be over  40 seeds.  You could then take each of those seeds, plant each one, and at 40 seeds per head, how many seeds now would you have?

WOW!! Do you see the amazing multiplication factor? Scripture says in John 2:24(KJV), “ Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit.”

The seed when planted “dies” an interesting death. We also read in this scripture,  1 Corinthians 15:36 (NLT), “What a foolish question! When you put a seed into the ground, it doesn’t grow into a plant unless it dies first.”  The seed sown, dies to the form it was in when planted.  The seed sheds its outer covering as water and soil begin to nourish it.  It knows exactly how to make sure the roots go deep in the ground and the tree or flower or whatever the seed may be surfaces for our eyes to behold as well as producing more seeds to continue its life-giving multiplication.  Say what you will but I believe this is truly a God miracle that man could never have made.  Man can keep reproducing the seed or cross-pollinate seeds but he can never create the original seed.

Adam was the original seed that God created from the ground. All of life is produced through him but God was the creator.  Every person is a seed. Every seed is one of a kind. Every seed produces fruit over its lifetime.  Good, bad, and often both.

I want to help you see yourself as a God-Seed. One of a kind. As we just learned one seed can produce many more seeds.  But every seed has to die to produce more.  So how did I die?

At 22 the Spirit of God called me to death.  Not the death of a coffin and funeral where people would be weeping.  Well, I hope they would have wept.  This death is the one that says I will no longer live my life for me but live it for Christ.  Now before you think it is a death sentence to living let me explain what it means to say okay Jesus “here I am I will live for you.”  The normal Christian life is a long process of continually dying to your own thinking and planning.  It starts with opening the door of your heart to let Jesus in. Maybe you already heard him knocking and have not answered.   You can also let Him back out too but I don’t advise that at all.

I have been dying for almost 41 years now.  Death has been joyous, painful, life-giving, stagnant, and productive but always living. It sounds paradoxical but God has a purpose for every seed. You and I are a seed.  We are purpose seeds. When the earthly time of my last breath comes and the seed I am is placed in the ground, you know what comes next? Life. Eternal life.  Me, this seed, dies again and is ushered into heaven with its new life and a new body.  Not a body with flesh that feels pain.  No.  A glorified body made in the image of God. That life is forever.

Dying to myself here on earth is nothing compared to the glorious life in heaven. 

If you want to die today to truly live,  pray this prayer.

Pray this prayer with me.

Lord Jesus, I commit my life to You and all Your ways.  I repent of every sin from my past and ask for new life.  Fill me with Your Holy Spirit to empower me to live a new life.  I trust You to cause the death that brings life.  In Jesus Name. Amen.

1Corinthians 15:42-44 (The Message Bible) This image of planting a dead seed and raising a live plant is a mere sketch at best, but perhaps it will help in approaching the mystery of the resurrection body—but only if you keep in mind that when we’re raised, we’re raised for good, alive forever! The corpse that’s planted is no beauty, but when it’s raised, it’s glorious. Put in the ground weak, it comes up powerful. The seed sown is natural; the seed grown is supernatural—same seed, same body, but what a difference from when it goes down in physical mortality to when it is raised up in spiritual immortality!

Written by Paula Ann Kochanek

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Perpetual Decrees

Perpetual Decrees©

A Limerick A Day To Keep You On Your Way© 

The peace of July has a freeing delight.

Warmth and sunshine, let’s play, even into night.

Sand on the beach,

Oh shoreline teach,

Perpetual decrees of my Maker’s might.

Jeremiah 5:22 Living Bible (TLB)

22 have you no respect at all for me? the Lord God asks. How can it be that you don’t even tremble in my presence? I set the shorelines of the world by perpetual decrees, so that the oceans, though they toss and roar, can never pass those bounds. Isn’t such a God to be feared and worshiped?

JULY

July is was that kind of month.  As a teen it made me feel I could unwind.  Adulthood didn’t change it even though it meant a 40 hour work week and raising two daughters. There was something that always shifted in my thinking.  Beach. Fireworks. Warm night breezes.

It is amazing to watch the unfolding of childhood experiences shape your adult decisions.  My mother never drove on the highway out of fear. Couple that with my father’s introverted personality and sensitive skin burning badly without shade meant our trips to the beach were very special occasions. On those special occasions, my father had a system for packing all the gear in the trunk.  With seven kids you needed a system.  He was methodical in packing the food.  I still have a picture in my head of our huge red metal coca cola cooler and dad sitting underneath the tarp in the shade.  

My mother loved the beach. So did her five sisters. They were not afraid of the highway.  If not for them I don’t think my brothers and sisters would have as many great memories of summer beach excursions.  Thankfully I didn’t fear the highway and when it was time to take my children to the beach we visited a lot.  Summers are very short here in New England and trips to the beach were always fun.  Now my children grown with their kids do the same.  Except for the year 2020…

The year the fear swept over the world like Stephen King’s Fog.  Fear is the worst and best kind of warfare to control people.  America conquered the fear of tyranny from England in 1776.  And again with the war of 1812.  This Nation has always defined her love for liberty and freedom with brave men and women. Both wars proved we would not be conquered by Britain’s need to control. Let us rise again from tyranny.

Now in 2021, our present government administration has surely forgotten the reason The Constitution was written.  We are a country of liberty and freedom.  But to use that freedom for evil will eventually fail.  For the government to decide how you celebrate freedom is an act of tyranny.  To hide behind a political scheme for control by inflicting so much fear of death and sickness by the Wuhan Virus is an evil that will not go unpunished.  Never think for one minute a Holy God is not well aware of all things that happen on Earth.   Through constant propaganda from mainstream media, many have succumbed to believe if you are not covid vaccinated you are the enemy. But the enemy is fear. 

Back to July. I am remembering to unwind!  Yes,  Fireworks.  I only recall this one time being at the fireworks with my parents.  I think I was around 6. I remember there was some sort of pinwheel sparkler that lit up red, white, and blue and said July 4th.  I felt cheated that my parents would not take us every year to see them.  Maybe it was because there were seven kids and it was more of a hassle to load us in the car.  Maybe back then it involved driving on the highway.  I just know it was a sad feeling not being able to go every year.  My friends would talk about seeing them with their families and just like the beach I told myself when I have a family I want to see them every July 4th.  

I was so happy my neighbor did a wonderful display last year.  Imagine you live in America where hundreds can gather to protest but fireworks get cancelled.  This year though I witnessed people be reminded listening to the National Anthem play their love for freedom.  Freedom is not free, it is bought with blood.  Jesus also bought our freedom with his blood.  Jesus is no respecter of persons.  HE died for all.  In HIM we are one.  HE doesn’t see skin color, race, age, affluence, sex, residence, and whatever else man uses to divide people.   HE does see your heart.  Nothing is hidden from God.  Mark 4:22 (Amplified Bible)  22 tells us, “For nothing is hidden, except to be revealed; nor has anything been kept secret, but that it would come to light [that is, things are hidden only temporarily, until the appropriate time comes for them to be known].” 

 When scripture says in Proverbs 9:10 (KJV), “The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the holy is understanding.”, this fear is reverence.  That is the fear we all need.  That fear will bring true freedom. That fear comes over me when I witness the beauty and sound of fireworks because it reminds that America is the land of the free and the brave.  I decree America will always be free.

Pray this prayer with me.

Lord, help me understand what freedom is. Reveal all You did to buy my freedom from sin and eternal damnation.  Fill me with Your truth to love You, my country, and my fellowman.  In Jesus Name we ask.  Amen.

Written by Paula Ann Kochanek

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The Star-Spangled Banner by Francis Scott Key (Sept. 14, 1814)

O say can you see, by the dawn’s early light,

What so proudly we hail’d at the twilight’s last gleaming,

Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight

O’er the ramparts we watch’d were so gallantly streaming?

And the rocket’s red glare, the bombs bursting in air,

Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there,

O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep

Where the foe’s haughty host in dread silence reposes,

What is that which the breeze, o’er the towering steep,

As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?

Now it catches the gleam of the morning’s first beam,

In full glory reflected now shines in the stream,

’Tis the star-spangled banner—O long may it wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore,

That the havoc of war and the battle’s confusion

A home and a Country should leave us no more?

Their blood has wash’d out their foul footstep’s pollution.

No refuge could save the hireling and slave

From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave,

And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

O thus be it ever when freemen shall stand

Between their lov’d home and the war’s desolation!

Blest with vict’ry and peace may the heav’n rescued land

Praise the power that hath made and preserv’d us a nation!

Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,

And this be our motto–“In God is our trust,”

And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

June Steamy Knight

June Steamy Knight©

A Limerick A Day to Keep You On Your Way© 

There is a Knight all mine that breathes my love of steamy air.

It comforts me as I write my lover this longing prayer.

He is my breath,

Long after death.

My Knight is coming to rescue me, enemy beware.

 

My Knight has won every battle.©  

The middle of May was not was I was expecting. Work was going very well and I was making headway with debts.  Who doesn’t want to be out of debt? It’s a noose around one’s neck.  Our nation is in serious debt and it is also choking us.

But here in my little selfish world I was working hard and doing what I could to chip away my debt.  The debt I am responsible for.  And then, BOOM!.  Covid hit.  Hit hard.  Got it from a vaccinated client.  Yes, you heard right.  They also got sick.  Without ranting on pros and cons, so much for an experimental drug.

So down I went on May 12th.  After a week of high fever and relentless nausea and the inability to eat, just drink as well as barely making it to the bathroom and back to the bed, my oldest daughter came with tears to convince me to go to the ER.  My other daughter was making sure I was drinking and still alive.  Bless them both dearly.  Also, many friends were praying and I felt all of their prayers.

It is true that as you get older you get very stubborn. Not showering for 10 days is quite disgusting.  But I had no strength to do so.  As my oldest daughter was crying to take me to the ER I was adamant I would not go without showering.  So she lovingly cried all the more as I let her brush my mangled hair.  The other daughter put a lounge chair in the shower so I could sit.  Oh was I ever feeling old.

Off to the ER we went.  The air on my face felt so good.  I had lost track of days but the thankfulness of being outside was wonderous.  The covid rules still in place allowed my daughter to drop me at the door while she found a parking place.  I did think I was going to pass out and could not wait for her to come and bring me inside.  She was allowed to stay until they came with the wheelchair.  After obviously testing positive for covid and two rounds of IV’s I got to come back home.  It was still several more days of actually being able to eat and stand longer than a minute.

Both my daughters were so helpful and without them I truly may have slowly died of dehydration. They made sure I drank and began to eat again. I specifically asked a friend to pray for an appetite and I know she broke through to heaven.  My oldest sister also brought food as well as another dear friend.  It almost seems surreal to have been that ill.  I did know I would survive.

How?

I never thought for one minute God was not on my side.  I prayed for more of His Presence in a tangible way but I didn’t doubt He was not with me.  Even as I felt I lost so many days and suddenly May was June God was aware of every movement I made. HIS breath is my life on earth and in heaven. HE is my shining Knight and as soon as the enemy came my Knight began His rescue mission.  He worked through the care of my family and friends, through the medical community, and my faith in His love for me.  His Grace was all over this.

I still do not know when I can return to work.  The fatigue is more than you think possible.  I will trust His provision to carry me through until that time.  He is faithful.

My prayer is for all those who have been ill from this virus or lost a loved one that God will show Himself faithful to you. He truly is the only One that is able to help us through pain and loss and somehow see in the end one day we shall be in His Presence and all this pain will be wiped away.

 

Psalm 40:10 King James Version

I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great congregation.

Revelation 21:4 King James Version

And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away

 

Pray this prayer with me.

Lord, when I don’t understand Your plan help me know Your love.  In Jesus Name we ask.  Amen.

 

 

Written by Paula Ann Kochanek

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