In a Race that Matters

For the past months, I have been scouring the net and devouring articles related to endtime events and Biblical prophesies that are unfolding right before our eyes at an accelerated if not whirlwind pace. As we examine the confluence of events taking place in unprecedented fashion - haywire in the geophysical realm which includes increasing rumblings (earthquakes), appearance of sinkholes, stirrings of the waters (tsunamis and hurricanes), flooding, scorching heat, etc., the political upheavals and civil unrest in nations across the globe, outbreak of diseases, breakdown of social and moral values as depicted by outlandish celebrations and exultations   over   the legal triumph   of gay marriage --- whew, it certainly looks like malevolent spirits long chained are now on the loose spreading gloom and doom and randomly shooting unsuspecting (snoozing) mankind with their flaming darts. Go figure.. scroll down this page and hit the links concerning these prophetic even...

The battle that began in the cosmic arena rages in a believer's heart (mine in particular). For more than a decade, I have had countless inner struggles between the natural, old self and the spiritual, reborn man in me. I may have done such a fine job of looking together-- cool,calm and collected. Outwardly, I have managed to keep a tight rein on my deadly tongue, rebuked a fellow believer for some off-the-track dealings, turned a little preachy here and there and proclaimed all was well and good in my own sweet world. But in the dark of night, under my pungent blanket (thanks to my younger son's nightly response to the call of nature), the battle rages and overwhelms-like a breathtaking, action-packed movie scene that leaves me on the edge of my seat, ambivalent whether to sit still or take flight. Alone and uncovered before my maker,I finally feel the weight of this raging drama. I am no spectator. I am on center stage and my heart is the battle field. Forces from all ...