One Definition of Hell

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Wanting to go back to where I thought I was safe – but wasn’t. 

And afraid to go forward for fear of what might be ahead. 

 

“There the Lord will redeem you out of the hand of your enemy.” Micah 4:10

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Blessings to you.

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Carry in your heart love and peace.

Not doubt and deception. 

Take with you His shield,

for Satan lurks in

unexpected places.

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Hold close to your armor

for the truth is in

your sword.

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Be not afraid of the enemy,

for Christ is the Power,

the Authority,

above and over

all.

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Walk tall in His grace,

for it is by grace

you are free.

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Wear His smile,

let His gleam sparkle

in your eyes.

Be His tongue

and voice

and let only

compassion

speak through you.

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Join His army of believers,

for if you do not

believe,

You are the

opposition.

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His wrath comes

upon those

who are

the enemy.

By the Holy Spirit 

The Visitor

By John Grant-

Ruth looked at the envelope again. There was no stamp, no postmark, only her name and address. She read the letter one more time…

Dear Ruth,

I’m going to be in your neighborhood Saturday afternoon and I’d like to stop by for a visit.

Love always, Jesus.

Her hands were shaking as she placed the letter on the table. “Why would the Lord want to visit me? I’m nobody special. I don’t have anything to offer.” With that thought, Ruth remembered her empty kitchen cabinets. “Oh my goodness, I really don’t have anything to offer. I’ll have to run to the store and buy something for dinner.” She reached for her purse and counted out its contents. Five dollars and forty cents. “Well, I can get some bread and cold cuts, at least.” She threw on her coat and hurried out the door.

A loaf of French bread, a half pound of sliced turkey, and a carton of milk…leaving Ruth with a grand total of twelve cents to last her until Monday. Nonetheless, she felt good as she headed home, her meager offerings tucked under her arm.

“hey lady, can you help us, lady?” Ruth had been so absorbed in her dinner plans, she hadn’t even noticed two figures huddled in the alleyway. A man and a woman, both of them dressed in little more than rags.

“Look lady, I ain’t got a job, ya know, and my wife and I have been living out here on the street, and, well, now it’s getting cold and we’re getting kinda hungry and , well, if you could just help us, lady, we’d really appreciate it.” Ruth looked at them both. They were dirty, they smelled bad and frankly, she was certain that they could get some kind of work if they really wanted to. “Sir, I’d like to help you, but I’m a poor woman myself. All I have is a few cold cuts and some bread, and I’m having an important guest for dinner tonight and I was planning on serving that to Him.”

“Yeah, well, OK lady, I understand. Thanks anyway.” The man put his arm around the woman’s shoulders, turned and headed back into the alley. As she watched them leave, Ruth felt a familiar twinge in her heart.

“Sir, wait!” The couple stopped and turned as she ran down the alley after them. “Look, why don’t you take the food. I’ll figure out something else to serve my guest.” She handed the man her grocery bag.

“Thank you lady. Thank you very much!”

“Yes, thank you!” It was the man’s wife, and Ruth could see now that she was shivering. “You know, I’ve got another coat at home. Here, why don’t you take this one.” Ruth unbuttoned her jacket and slipped it over the woman’s shoulders. Then smiling, she turned and walked back to the street… without her coat and nothing to serve her guest. “Thank you lady Thank you very much!”

Ruth was chilled by the time she reached her front door, and worried too. The Lord was coming to visit and she didn’t have anything to offer Him. She fumbled through her purse for the door key. But as she did, she noticed another envelope in her mailbox. That’s odd. She thought. The mailman doesn’t usually come twice in one day. She took the envelope out of the box and opened it:

Dear Ruth,

It was so good to see you again. Thank you for the lovely meal. And thank you too, for the beautiful coat.

Love always,

Jesus.

The air was still cold, but even without her coat, Ruth no longer noticed.

“The King will reply, I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of Mine, you did for Me.” Matt. 25:40

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