A couple of weeks ago I purchased a DYI home security system; which means I got a break on the price since I was doing the work myself. The install was going to be a little challenging because I had to install security cameras, door sensors, alarms, keypads, Wi-Fi extenders, chimes, video doorbells, and a motion detector. However, since I am fairly handy I felt that if I was patient and did a little bit at a time I would get through it with little frustration.

On the day of the install, I took a deep breath and started to install one piece of equipment at a time. My last piece of equipment to install was a video doorbell. The doorbell came with two tiny 1/4 inch screws that secure the doorbell to its base which hangs on the house. Everything was going well until I got to the final step of inserting the tiny screws; I dropped one of them. I screamed, “Gosh darn it!”

I did not see where it fell, so I bent down and stared at the mulch bed and my step under my doorbell praying for the Lord to show me the screw. I looked and walked and looked and walked for several minutes without success. Disappointed I had no choice but to leave the doorbell half-installed until I could call and get some additional screws.

But deep inside of me I knew the Lord knew where that screw fell. I was determined I would not give up! Every day as I went in and out of the house, multiple times a day, I bent over under that doorbell and prayed for the Lord to show me that screw.

After about three days I was walking into the house after taking out some trash and I suddenly stopped. Something said look down. Well to my utter amazement I looked and glistening in the sun I saw the screw sitting plain as day, nowhere near the doorbell. All I could do was scream “Oh my goodness! Thank you, Jesus!”

Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Philippians 4:6



Warning Ahead!

About a month ago I was walking in the park listening to an audiobook about the types of traps Satan uses to get us out of the will of God. While listening, I happened to glance ahead on the path and to my surprise, a snake slithered onto the path from the woods. It was about 16 to 20 inches long and silver and gray in color. It came out of the woods and slithered out onto about 1/3 of the path. Then it stopped and looked around like it seemed to not know if it wanted to move across the path to the other side or to turn around and go back into the woods.

I saw it from a distance, so I stopped. Since I was a pretty good distance from it I didn’t have any fear. It didn’t jump out at me or get close to my feet, so I was able to view without fear.  After seeing it, I stopped, and I looked at it and contemplated how I was listening to a book about Satan at that very moment. I knew it wasn’t a coincidence, but yet I wondered what the significance was. After standing and waiting for about a minute, it turned around and went back into the woods, and I continued with my walk.

About two weeks later I was walking in a different park, not the one where I saw the snake, and I was listening to an audiobook about the endtimes. The author was talking about the tribulation. As I walked, I glanced ahead onto the path and I saw what I thought was a stick sticking straight up in the air. It was not on the path; it was a good six feet off the path on the grass. This path goes through a freshly cut and manicured lawn, so this was easy to spot. What drew my attention was the color, which was jet black. As I walked and watched, I wondered how it could be sticking straight up in the air. There weren’t any trees near so it could not have fallen out of a tree, and I knew the wind could not have blown it to land straight up.

As I walked farther down the path, I saw it was not a stick but a snake. I had never seen a snake stand up in the grass before. I’d seen a snake in the water with his head 6 or 7 inches above the water and his body below the water, but I had never seen that on land. The snake didn’t move. As I picked up speed, I looked at it and saw his little beady eyes. Since I was far enough away, I wasn’t afraid. As I ran down the path past it, I wondered about listening to an audiobook about the tribulation and seeing this snake at the that moment. Again, I knew it wasn’t a coincidence, but at the same time, I was not sure of the significance.

I spent several days thinking about both instances. Finally, I reached out to a friend and told her what happened. She said, “It sounds to me like this is a good example of the fact that Satan is alive and well, and walking across the earth, but that you don’t need to fear because you were warned ahead of time of his existence and you were prepared. Just keep moving forward my friend. “

I pray that for you as well.

“Behold, I have given you authority to tread on serpents and scorpions, and over all the power of the enemy, and nothing shall hurt you.” Luke 10:19



Big Swig!

Do you ever find yourself doing something, but you don’t know exactly why you’re doing it? Well, this morning after my morning walk, I remembered one such time. To say that I’m addicted to walking in the park is an understatement. I’ve been walking for exercise for years. It’s my quiet time. It’s my prayer time. It’s my thinking time.

This morning I checked the temperature before I left and it was 80°, muggy, and partly cloudy, so I headed to the park. As I finished my last lap, I remembered one hot summer day when I was in my 20s. At that time, I was a hard-core jogger. Today I walk, but back then I jogged five miles a day six days a week.

One hot summer day as I prepared to go out and jog, I heard the news warning us to stay out of the heat. Naturally, as a young 20 something whippersnapper, I thought I could handle it! I wasn’t going to let that sweltering 100° temperature stop me.

Generally, I would drink water before and after I jog. I know that’s not the right way to do it, but this was back in the day when we didn’t have Camelbacks. Those slim water pouches that hang across your back with a sipping-tube. Back then if you wanted water when you were running you had to carry the bottle with you. I didn’t do that because every five seconds I was dropping it because it slipped out of my sweaty hands.

So on this day, I grabbed two bottles of water and a small cooler and I left the house for the park. Now here is the funny part. For some reason, something told me to stop and purchase an energy drink at a local convenience store. Though I knew that a lot of people were drinking them, I didn’t like the taste or the texture. But on this day, I had the strong impulse to stop and get one. So I purchased the drink and then went to the park.

When I got to the park, I drank my normal bottle of water before I started jogging and took off. After finishing my last lap, I suddenly noticed that I started to feel sick, dizzy, and very shaky. I couldn’t focus and everything was swirling around. Immediately, I knew that I was on the verge of heatstroke. I made it back to my car, but I could barely hold myself up. I wasn’t walking straight, I felt nauseous, and I was staggering. 

I made it to my car, I grabbed my lawn chair and the energy drink but I was so wobbly when I sat down, I sat down with a thug and almost tipped the entire chair over. I was so weak I didn’t think I was going to be able to open the energy drink. I knew I only had a few seconds left before I was going to pass out. Somehow, I opened the energy drink and I took a slow, long, swig, and amazingly I started to feel better almost immediately. I was stunned at how fast this replenishing drink worked. I drank the entire bottle and rested for about 10 minutes before I got in the car and drove home.

As I drove home, I thought about how close I came to serious injury. I also thought about how I felt the strong impulse to purchase the energy drink. I realized that through my stupidity, the Lord still stepped in and saved my life. I’m so glad I was obedient to his advice.

Get all the advice and instruction you can, so you will be wise the rest of your life. Proverbs 19:20



A Warning!

A few days ago, I received a text from a friend asking me if I wanted to meet her for coffee at a local restaurant. I thought that was great and we set up a time for the next day. After setting it up I suddenly became consumed with thoughts about running into a woman, I will call her Jane, while there. The thoughts came out of nowhere. I haven’t seen Jane in almost two years and what makes matters worse my last encounter with her was not pleasant. In terms of our personalities, Jane and I are opposites. She is very aggressive, and I am not. So, my thoughts of running into her in the restaurant were focused on seeing her and finding myself in a difficult, challenging, aggressive conversation; something I most definitely didn’t want to do! But at the same time, I had no reason to even think that she would be there. Yet, for some reason, I was consumed with these thoughts. It seemed like every thirty minutes I was thinking about her and praying over both of us.

As I tried to figure out why I kept having these thoughts, I tried to come up with some sort of a logical reason or connection for the thoughts. I had never seen her at this restaurant before, I didn’t know whether she even went to this restaurant. I did know that she worked about two miles from the restaurant. So, I attributed my thoughts to a figment of my imagination triggered by the location of the restaurant.

The next day when I went to meet my friend, I arrived at the restaurant about 20 minutes early. I sat in a chair near the door so I would be able to see my friend when she arrived. But as I sat I became consumed with thoughts about running into Jane. I began to wonder if I should move away from the door, out of sight. After giving it some thought I decided that I had an overactive imagination and I would stay put. My friend arrived and we found a table near some windows facing one of the several walkways to the front door. After chatting with my friend for about a half-hour I looked up and saw Jane walking up the sidewalk to the front door. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. I did a double-take just to make sure, and it was her. I turned my attention back to my friend, but from the corner of my eye, I saw her glance over at me. I did not see her once she arrived in the restaurant. The restaurant has various walls and corners, so I didn’t know where she sat.

While talking to my friend I was only half engaged in our conversation. I kept thinking about what happened the day before and being consumed with thoughts of Jane. As I talked with my friend, I realized that God knew she was going to be there. Then it hit me! He was warning me. He was preparing me for the encounter. When I saw her, I did not have any negative feelings towards her, and I did not feel any anxiety. Knowing that He warned be about having a negative, or challenging conversation with Jane, I made it a point to focus my attention on my friend. I did not want to open the door to a potential negative encounter with Jane so I decided it would be to my benefit to avoid her.

 Praise God for the warning! I pray if the Lord warns you that you do not ignore Him as well.

12 When it was time to leave, they returned to their own country by another route, for God had warned them in a dream not to return to Herod. Matthew 2:12




We’ve been having some bad weather for the last couple of days. As I was preparing for the storm the Lord reminded me of His intervention in my life many years ago.

I was a freshman in college and had relocated to another state. I was 17 years old and it was my first time away from home. One night I was laying on the couch watching television when I fell asleep. This was unusual because it was difficult to watch this television because it was very small. The screen was about the size of a small laptop screen, plus it was a black and white television.

I was laying on the couch watching television when suddenly I woke up and realized that I was on the couch and not in the bed, so I turned off the television and went to my bedroom. Not long after I got in the bed, I dozed off to sleep. Then again, I was jolted awake. It was a little confusing for a second. I heard a knock on my bedroom door and my landlady was frantic and yelling for me to get up because someone had tried to break into the house. I was terrified! Shaking, I got out of the bed and I went to the door to see what was wrong. What I saw took my breath away. My landlady was standing there with a gun. I was shocked! I had never seen a gun up close and personal. She pointed the gun down the hallway and said look someone busted out my window.

She led the way down the hallway with her gun at arm’s length. I walked cautiously behind her. When I got to the living room something didn’t look right. My eyes surveyed the room as my heart pounded. I noticed we were in the middle of a terrible storm. It was thundering, and lightning and the rain was deafening.

My eyes glanced around the room and I saw glass and big rocks all over the living room floor. I walked over to the window and I looked out and that is when it all made sense. I turned around and told my landlord that no one had tried to break in, but that lightning had struck the chimney in the house next door and all the rocks flew through her window. She gave a sigh of relief and said, “Praise God!”

She put the gun down and then screamed, “Sandra, look! If you had stayed there on the couch you would be dead!” She pointed to the couch where I had been sleeping and, in the spot, where I was laying my head was a boulder about the size of a soccer ball.

I helped her clean up the mess and then sat down, shaking, and contemplating what could have happened if I had not been awakened to move and go to bed.

I prayed a prayer of thanks as I realized I was awakened by the Holy Spirit.

“Because you are sons, God has sent forth the Spirit of His Son into our hearts, crying, “Abba! Father!” Galatians 4:6



You Don’t Have To Say It Twice

The weather has been beautiful for the past couple of months. When the weather is warm, and the sun is shining I must get outside, so I walk almost every day. I walk an average of 3 to 6 miles per day depending upon the whether. In addition to walking, I also go to an aerobics class. It’s not unusual for me to take a walk in the morning and then take another walk in the afternoon.

Well, today I decided to take a walk right after breakfast. After my morning walk, I showered and went to church. I got home from church about noon. The weather was beautiful, the sun was shining, and I thought I have to get out there and get in one more shorter walk. So, I grabbed some lunch and then got dressed for the park.

Before leaving the house I sat down for a minute to watch the end of a television show that was on while I was eating. When I was ready to leave, I turned off the television and then stood up to leave. I don’t think I walked more than 5 feet when I heard the Lord’s voice loud and clear. He said, “Don’t go and walk, it’s going to be too much for you today.“ I froze! It was almost like everything went silent. I stood still, but only for a second. Then I said out loud, “You don’t have to tell me twice.“ So instead of heading for the door, I went straight to the bedroom and changed clothes to spend the rest of the afternoon at home.

Now I have no idea what would’ve happened if I had ignored the voice and walked anyway. I can only assume it would’ve been bad. I was so thankful for the Lord’s warning and thankful that I was obedient. I pray the same for you.

4 Show me the right path, O Lord; point out the road for me to follow. 5 Lead me by your truth and teach me, for you are the God who saves me.  All day long I put my hope in you. Psalm 25:4-5




Smart Lock

As a homeowner sooner or later you know you will be faced with home repairs. As would be expected after over 10 years in my home I started having some trouble with the deadbolt locks on my doors. They started sticking, and I needed to replace them. I went to my local home improvement store and I was looking at the deadbolt locks when one of the sales clerks walked over to me and asked if he could help. I told him what I was doing, and he asked me had I considered purchasing a smart lock.  To be honest my first thought was a sarcastic one. I said, oh my goodness, don’t tell me you make locks now that will send you text messages! He laughed and said, no but the smart lock would allow me to re-key my locks at my own convenience and within the comfort of my home. He said if I wanted to change my keys to my door, I could re-key the lock myself.

I thought that was interesting, but once he told me the price, that’s when the battle in my mind began. Each new deadbolt would cost me $50. If I were to purchase the smart locks, I would be making an investment of $100. All I could think about was the money. Do I really want to do this? What benefit is it to me? How often would I need to change keys? I went for almost 10 years without having to change the keys. Is it really that necessary to spend the money? My mind kept telling me to not to do it, but something in my spirit kept telling me to make the investment. I fought that battle for several minutes until I finally gave up and decided to spend the $100 and purchase the smart locks. I went home, installed the deadbolts, and re-keyed both locks. I always like to give a spare key to a family member, so I took one of my keys and put it in my car in the container in between the two front seats. The plan was that the next time I went to the hardware store I would get an extra key made. I was very busy and didn’t get a chance to get to the store, so the keys remained in my car.

Three days after purchasing the deadbolts, early one Saturday morning, I woke up because I heard someone banging on my front door. I went to the door and I saw a woman who lives in my subdivision standing on my front porch. I opened the door and she told me that my car had been broken into. Apparently, in the middle of the night, two teenagers went through the subdivision and broke into all the cars that were parked on the street or sitting in the driveway. That included my car. When they broke into my car they took a spare key to my house.

All I could think of at that time was the smart lock. I was overwhelmed with emotion that because I had purchased smart locks, within minutes of being told my car had been broken into, I had rekeyed the locks. That meant that the key that the burglars stole,  no longer worked. I went over in my mind the battle that I had in the store about spending the $100. Within three days of that purchase, those locks had earned me every penny I spent back, plus some!

Now I know why I struggled in the store about spending $100 on a smart lock.  I was in a battle between Satan and The Holy Spirit who knew my car was going to be burglarized.

Praise God for the leading of the Holy Spirit?

“12 The Spirit then compelled Jesus to go into the wilderness,” Mark 1:12





Who’s in Charge?

Do you ever have one of those days when everything seems to go wrong? When there’s something off about the day in general. That’s what happened to me recently.

It started as what seemed like a normal morning. I was going for my morning walk, so I gathered my gear, set the house alarm and went to the car. As soon as I got to the car, I realized that I had forgotten my water bottle. I do not like to exercise without water, so I got out of the car and went back into the house. I repeated the process.  I got the water bottle, set the house alarm, got in the car and drove off. I drove about two blocks when I realized I had forgotten my purse. “Oh, my goodness!” I thought, “I am driving without a driver’s license.”  So here we go again, and I repeated the process. I turned around and went back to the house and got my purse. I set the alarm and got in the car and drove off.

I arrived at a coffee shop and ordered some coffee. I then went to the counter to prepare my coffee. I poured cream into my paper cup, but after I poured it in, I tipped it over on the counter. I wiped up my mess and repeated the process. I poured cream into my cup and then put it into the microwave to warm up the ice-cold milk. Ugh! I tipped it over again! So, I repeated the process. I cleaned up the mess, got more cream, put the cup in the microwave, took it out of the microwave and filled the cup up with coffee. This is not a joke, I did it again! As I lifted the coffee cup it almost felt like a strong wind pushed the coffee cup out of my hand. I knew this could not be the case because I was inside a building. When this happened, I dropped the cup and spilled coffee all over the counter and the floor.

This was the last straw. I knew this was not normal. All the events of the morning replayed in my mind. One event after another. Why? I am not that clumsy. I took a deep breath and walked to my table. As I sat down, I slammed my fist on the table and I said, “Who’s in charge here Satan? I am a child of Christ, and this stops right now!”

Who’s in charge of your life?

4 Little children (believers, dear ones), you are of God and you belong to Him and have [already] overcome them [the agents of the antichrist]; because He who is in you is greater than he (Satan) who is in the world [of sinful mankind]. 1 John 4:4



The Squatter!

A few weeks ago I had a vision. In this vision, I saw myself walking into my office. When I walked up to my door, I noticed that the light in my office was already on. As I made my way in I wondered why it was on. My office light works using a motion sensor. Usually, when I walk in I put my key in the door, I step in, and once I am in the light will come on. This was not the case in my vision. I could see through my small window from the hallway the light was already on.

I unlocked the door and headed to my chair and the cabinet behind it to put my purse in the drawer. When I stepped behind my chair, I noticed that on the floor behind my chair was a bright blue zip-up jacket. I bent down to pick it up, and as I did this, I thought, hmmm, I guess the cleaning person the night before must have dropped their jacket before they left. I reached down to pick it up, and as I lifted my head I glanced at the top of my desk, and I noticed that it was cluttered with food, a cell phone, and some papers. I was shocked by what I saw. At the end of each day when I leave, my office is perfect. Each day before I leave I clear my desk of all papers, and folders and place them in a drawer and lock it. Now my desk was full of food, someone’s cell phone, and other things piled up on it. It looked like someone had been sitting at my desk eating after I left. It looked like whoever it was had made themselves at home. It also looked like they had done this before.

As I glanced at my desk, I then glanced up at the wall opposite my desk at the clock. It was 5:45 am. I gasped! I don’t come into work until 8 o’clock. I would never come to the office at this time. I thought how I could get up, get dressed, and drive to work, and not notice that I was two hours early. That is when I noticed that there was a woman standing in the corner of my office.

She was standing still like she did not want to be noticed, but at the same time, she had a look on her face that said she belonged there. As I looked at her I saw that she was not an attractive woman, she looked old and worn out. She stood like this was her space; this was where she lived. I thought to myself if I had not come into work early I would not have caught this woman. She just stood there with a matter-of-fact look on her face and a presence like she had no intentions of leaving, and she stood without fear.

As I looked at her, I realized I had to change some things about how I was approaching my spiritual battles. I learned if I already have a squatter in my house praying for protection is not going to be much help. I have to kick them out first!

8-11 Keep a cool head. Stay alert. The Devil is poised to pounce and would like nothing better than to catch you napping. Keep your guard up. You’re not the only ones plunged into these hard times. It’s the same with Christians all over the world. So keep a firm grip on the faith. The suffering won’t last forever. It won’t be long before this generous God who has great plans for us in Christ—eternal and glorious plans they are!—will have you put together and on your feet for good. He gets the last word; yes, he does. 1 Peter 5:8-11 MSG




Each week I measure out my morning vitamins and medicines into a day-by-day container. Last night before going to bed I measured my medicine into the container for the week. After I was finished, I went to bed. After falling asleep, I woke up a few hours later feeling something was wrong with my medicine. All night long I kept tossing and turning feeling uncomfortable about my medicine or what I measured out for the week.

After waking up the third time, I could not go back to sleep. So, I got up to check my medicine. Immediately I found a problem. I found that my day-by-day container had two of the same medicines for each day. I had just renewed my prescription, and the new pills came from a new vendor, so they didn’t look the same as my current prescription. As a result, mistakenly I counted out two of the same medicines for each day. Since they looked different, I counted them each as individual medicine and not as the same. Once the Lord showed me what I did, I was so thankful! I corrected the problem and took a sigh of relief. I thought to myself this could have been dangerous!

Praise God for my unrestful night.

27 My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. John 10:27