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“I charge thee therefore before God, and the Lord Jesus Christ, who shall judge the quick and the dead at his appearing and his kingdom; Preach the word; be instant in season, out of season; reprove, rebuke, exhort with all long suffering and doctrine. For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears (2 Tim 4:1-3)

Greetings with grace and mercy in The Blessed Name of our Lord, Yeshua h’meshiach, Who has come and is coming again.  May He be blessed and glorified and may we be made fit for His use.  May you be blessed and encouraged.

Today is the Hoshana Raba – many praises – the LAST day of the Feast of Sukkot. The last day of the three fall feasts as prescribed in Torah.  BUT DON’T LET THAT DECEIVE YOU!

Tomorrow is Simchat Torah, The Joy of Torah, a most wonderful day marking the end of the cycle of reading the first 5 books of the Torah (Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers and Deuteronomy) for the year and the beginning again of the cycle.  The end of the book of Deuteronomy is completed and the prescribed reading will begin again with Genesis 1.

The prescribed readings are called the parashat h’shavouah or the weekly portion, and they are on each calendar, newspapers, just about everywhere that a date is printed.

Simchat Torah is that wonderful day when the Torah scrolls are brought out of the synagogues and into the streets with singing and dancing.  Each congregation brings out their own scrolls and parade them through the streets with blessing and joy.  The Torah – The Word of God – held high and danced around with reverence and joy.  One day The Living Word will be recognized in our midst.

It has been an intense time, this season of seasons.  It always is.  The city is filled to overflowing with visitors from over 100 nations to take part in the many Christian conferences, meetings, convocations and celebrations connected with the Feast of Tabernacles.  Others come on their own just to see.

Jews from around the world come to take part.  Schools and many work places are closed.  Sukkas are built in apartments, courtyards and on the sidewalks.  The streets are packed and at the same time so are the nature reserves, the parks and beaches.  The country becomes a big belegan – a pot of spaghetti – thrown up in the air and having as much fun as possible.  Some of you have been a prat of the Jerusalem March, a huge colorful and joyful parade through the center of Jerusalem that greatly encourages the citizens who always leave with a wonder that in the midst of it all there really are supporters who love us. I have in the past watched the encouragement rise of the faces of spectators whom I stood by. It is tangible.

I recently remembered writing from my sukka one year. It was the year that I was so deeply impacted by the gift that God had given us in these appointed feasts.  It was during the very height of the last intifada and we were weary from terror and blood running in the streets, funerals and grief.  NEVERTHELESS, WE HAD TO STOP AND CELEBRATE!  I remember sitting in my flimsy sukka with material walls and branches for a roof looking at the stars so high above and suddenly realizing this gift.  NO MATTER WHAT, WE WERE TO STOP AND REMEMBER GOD.  We are so small and HE IS SO BIG!  War? Yes, BUT GOD IS BIGGER!  Death?  Yes, but HE HAS CONQUORED THE GRAVE!

I recall being in the sukka of a family of dear friends when the first Autumn storm came up.  Remember, we live in a desert and the seasons are distinct.  No rain and only rain.  Sukkot marks the beginning of the rainy season, so we greet the rain with joy, even when it blows your sukka away, which it did that night!  We ran down the street chasing ours while perhaps 50 other families did the same, chasing theirs as the dramatically strong wind brought in the rain.  What laughter and joy in spite of a soggy dinner.

But The Lord DOES speak to us through nature, and although the storms are a blessing, several incidents have me pondering.  There were a number of drownings, terrible deadly car accidents and the powerful storm took even the weathermen by surprise.  The lightning and thunder dramatically preceded short but intense downpours.  But it was a grief to read of the death of a lovely doe eyed 14- year old boy after he and 4 other family members were struck by lightning as they made their way off the beach where they had been.  

            “Asher’s mother told reporters earlier that as religious people she and her family understand things like that can happen and the weather can become lethal.”

There just seemed to be an unusual number of deadly accidents during Sukkot and the other fall feasts this year and of course, our own precious 4 from our kehila such a short time ago.

‘What are You saying, Lord?’

Maybe I’m crazy, but I firmly believe that The Lord is speaking in and through everything.

A dear brother once told me that someone said to him, “Everything isn’t answer to prayer. Some things are coincidences.”

He laughed and said, “Well, when I pray I have a lot of coincidences…when I don’t pray, hum…not so many.”

So, yes, I do see God’s Hand everywhere and His fingerprints comfort me even in the midst of our trials..

People have been asking for my take on the situation between the Kurds, Turkey, Syria, Iran, Russia, the US. I could give you my opinion but there are so many opinions and teachings jumping in to fill that void. Many are interesting, many are very informed, many add into the mix the fact that we still don’t have a government in Israel. And what does THAT mean?  What if we go to A THIRD ELECTION? AND SO ON.  I don’t have the answers, but I DO pray.  I DO see and I DO watch and I pray.

Speaking of prayer, it just occurred to me:  why have I never sent out an invitation to the yearly IFI (intercessors for Israel) prayer conference?  I don’t know, but I would like to now.  Will you pray about coming if The Lord is calling you to?  If you are under 30 and feel that He is calling you to intercession on behalf of Israel, there are scholarships available to help with expenses.  Here is the link:

IFI PRAYER CONFERENCE JERUSALEM – JAN. 2020

This is a short note summing up an intense and wonderful season.  We are off to dinner at our daughter’s house shortly.  I am bringing two types of kubba  with soup, falafel balls, pita, challa, halvah, and a wide variety of middle eastern fair. Wish you could all join and taste!   Tomorrow (the last day that everything including public transportation is closed) is my husband’s 74th birthday. We will celebrate AGAIN with friends and family.   On Wednesday as a gift, we are sending him to London for a week to visit our older daughter and Grandchildren for Noah’s 16th birthday.  WHEW!  If this were the only letter of mine you ever read you might think that we did nothing but celebrate.

And that brings me back to the 2 Tim 4 scripture.

When things are this intense with no let up, we also cannot let up our stance of being ready for the battle.  NEVER!  We cannot be unprepared to answer everyman what is the reason for our hope.  We cannot be unprepared to hear our minute by minute marching orders.  We cannot slack in prayer.  It is life and death!

I watch the young (oh so young!) soldiers and security making their ways through the unbelievable crowds at the shukand I pray for them to be alert, not to be distracted by their cell phones or by conversation or by “selfies.” BE ALERT!  LISTEN!  WATCH!

So it is with us.  We have an unrelenting enemy who is watching for us to be distracted.  This enemy is real and deadly.  Our God is BIGGER!  MAY WE BE FOUND WITH OUR EYES FIXED ON HIS…OUR EARS TUNED TO HEAR HIS VOICE ALONE.

BLESSINGS to you all and chag sameach.  (Joyful Holyday)  May we glorify Him and finish the work.

Lovingly,

Sister J in Jerusalem

 

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Inside Israel

Once again, it’s time to hear from our sister in Jerusalem about what she is witnessing there as a believer in Yeshua. Put your prayer shawls on and pray for Israel and Sister J. Now here she is —

Greetings with grace and mercy in The Blessed Name of our Lord, Yeshua h’meshiach. Oh Lord, be glorified and blessed.  Oh Lord, give us understanding and Your grace to walk in Your will.  May my brothers and sisters be blessed and encouraged.  Thank You for each one.

I was afraid that someone might ask this question and here it came: “Good evening!  is it possible for you to help us understand the Israeli election system and what this dead-lock means?”

 With The Lord’s help, I will do my best, but please understand that I am an immigrant and my understanding is limited.  You will be getting my opinion and observations.  May He anoint for His glory.

The nightmare scenario that we were dreading – happened; yet another deadlock.

“How shall I curse whom God has not cursed? And how shall I denounce whom the Lord has not denounced? For from the top of the rocks I see him, And from the hills I behold him; There! A people dwelling alone, Not reckoning itself among the nations. (Numbers 23:8-9)

God DID call us to be a people NOT RECKONED AMONG THE NATIONS and yet that is exactly what we have sought to do more and more.  Just like the body of Messiah is called to come out from among them and be separate, not being conformed to the image of The World, Israel has One Master Who has called us to be separate and different.  As I saw the election results I thought, “We have not sought You, but to be like the nations and we are now JUST like them: DIVIDED!’

I have been praying with Habakkuk –  “Lord, in wrath remember mercy.”  In MY OPINION we are seeing a measure of judgment. I have spoken to others who see this differently.

As I sought to explain, we have 120 seats in the Knesset (our parliament) and our leadership is made up of a coalition government meaning that there is generally a large party (our largest parties for a long time have been the Likud on the right and Labor  on the left.  Labor has become very small but the new party, Blue and White, has risen) which makes agreements with smaller parties and they seek to rule together, to form a coalition.

The minimum amount of seats held sitting in agreement to form a government, must be 61.  The one with less seats forms the opposition.   Each party has a leader.  Prime Minister Netanyahu has been the leader of the Likud, the top party up until now.  It now looks like Blue and White – the newest “biggest party” led by Benny Gantz and Yair Lapid jointly (in Hebrew ‘cokhol vay lavan’) has 33 seats and Likud 31.  Adding in their natural allies (parties that basically agree with them) so far NEITHER Likud nor Blue and While can gain enough seats to meet the required 61.

Ok.  That is the background in a nutshell.

UNITY GOVERNMENT:  Sounds ideal!

It really DOES work when we are in a war.  Although we are on the verge of war most of the time, we are not currently IN a war.  CAN THEY WORK TOGETHER?  AND WHO IS THE ‘THEY’?  In the past, most unity governments were paralyzed in many areas.

According to the news today, which changes minute by minute and between media outlets, Netanyahu has reached out and asked for a Unity Government.  Our President, NOT a close friend of Netanyahu, said, “That sounded wonderful.”

Benny Gantz said, “NONSENSE” and rejected it.

Somewhere between Sunday and Wednesday, our president, Ruby Rivlin, will name one of them to try to form a coalition government within the 24 or 48 (extended) day period.  The coalition negotiations will begin.  IF NEITHER SIDE CAN FORM A GOVERNMENT … WE MUST AGAIN GO TO ELECTIONS…for the third time.  MEANWHILE, Prime Minister Netanyahu SHOULD find out if he is being indicted or not.

Most people seem to want a Unity Government at this point as the best for the nation, but to get the parties to agree to this and iron it out is more nasty, muddy work.  We have had a fair amount of Unity Governments in the past.  There was one since we have been here and a number of times in the 70s and 80s.  We must now PRAY and wait and see and PRAY!

I will keep this short as I want to write to you about Rosh h’Shana coming a week from Sunday night.

Your sister,

J

P. S. Here are two links that have good explanations concerning our elections:

honestreporting-chaos- Israel Democracy…an explainer

Rivlin: I will do all I can to avoid third round of elections (Explaining President’s role)

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Inside Israel

Once again, it’s time to hear from our sister in Jerusalem about what she is witnessing there as a believer in Yeshua. Put your prayer shawls on and pray for Israel and Sister J. Now here she is —

Very warm greetings with love, in the name of Yeshua.  All honor and glory to Him, but oh how He loves His own and it is an honor to write to you and to ask that He would bless and encourage each one of you.  May He Alone be glorified and blessed.

Shalom!  He really paused me and had me think of each one of you, not of what I am writing, but of you who are being written to. And yes, it stopped me in my tracks to worship Him. Truly may He be glorified.

It is the month of Elul and in the morning I hear the shofarim(rams horn) being blown both is synagogues and homes. The call to heshbone nefeshor taking an account of one’s soul, the month of searching.  We as believers, are blessed to pray daily with The Lord:  “Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me, and know my anxieties; And see if there is any wicked way in me, And lead me in the way everlasting.” (Psalm 139:22-24)

But my people do things according to set times and cycles, and this month of Elul is a month for laying the soul bare before The Lord.  On the train and on the bus each morning I watch many praying through Psalms or a sidur(prayer book for the season) with the intensity that says Elul is here.

Along the street that leads to my work, the pomegranates (rimonim), grapes (anavim), and figs (tenimim) are ripening quickly.  It dazzles my eyes so I begin to count for you: bay leaves, olive trees, rosemary, almond trees, mulberry trees, banana and date, olive and lemon trees, flowering trees all around, wild parrots flying above. I can barely take it in on this one street.   The streets of Jerusalem, my home, am I dreaming?  Morning by morning I re-read the prophecies and see them fulfilled with my eyes and understand that it is a deposit and that ALL of The Word will indeed be fulfilled because He IS Faithful.

The shuk is loaded with colorful fruits, spices, vegetables and nuts. Holiday wares are making their way onto tables. New table cloths, all sorts of special gifts.  The aroma is sweet and spicy and the colors are beyond description.  In my own preparations I am trying to carefully pace myself and plan ahead and pray. There will be many festive meals, guests, gifts to give, all while working, and my energy levels are older.  It is a wonderful, hectic time.  It is an ancient time. I am enclosing a partial list of scriptures that both command and speak about these 3 fall feasts: rosh h’shanna(trumpets), yom kippur (atonement) and sukkot (tabernacles) at the end of the letter.  It is worth reading through, pondering and praying and wondering how a people, EVEN AFTER A 2,000 YEAR DISPERSION, can yet keep these.  Surely The Lord is displaying part of His secret things.

 

He is faithful even when we stand before impossible elections again.  This coming Tuesday, the 17th, Israel votes again.  I don’t need to tell you how upside down the world is.  It is evident.  I have NO idea what will be EXCEPT GOD WILL HAVE HIS WAY.  And in THAT fact we must find Him and His rest as you in the midst of your respective country’s crisis.

When the store across the street from us went bankrupt,  no one knew what would happen. Thankfully a chain from the Be’er Shevaregion in the south of the country, took it over and we have been enjoying the change, watching carefully.  We are here now 25 years and this is the FIRST TIME that I have met an English-speaking cashier and she is a curiosity to the industry and a delight to me.

“We have just started amazing one day discounts if you join the new store club,” Yehudit announced last week.

When we first came and I understood NOTHING, I lost out on a lot of sales by NOT joining (free by the way) the last store.  You just wrote your name down and got a card and wham bang – discounts were yours.  I lost out on that one.

“GREAT,”I told Yehudit. “I won’t miss out this time, sign me up.”

She turned to the cash register and said, “Give me your phone number.”  Which I did and which she inserted.  With the press of a button she sent me a registered message and then said, “Now follow the link and insert the free app.”

UH, that’s where I looked at her.  No paper in the mail and no card.  I held up my old, simple, Nokia phone for her to see“No smart phone,”I sighed.

She literally looked astonished. “Well you need to get one.”

She joined the choir of voices informing me that I was NOT being plugged in.

“SOON YOU WON’T BE ABLE TO BUY GROCERIES HERE WITHOUT ONE,” she informed me.  “Soon it will all be automatic check out only with a smart phone.”

Silently I thought, “Only until the system collapses and the mark comes in the midst of the anarchy, chaos and confusion.”

 

I’ve asked myself if I’m getting too weird, a bit extreme, paranoid. You know roll your eyes.

No, I don’t have a smart phone that can leave the house. I have one for photos and yes I have what’s up and instagram because I get photos but only in the house. It doesn’t have an internal internet hook up and to be totally honest. I could EASILY love it and maybe I do.

And no, I don’t have a credit card either, other than a gift card that was given to me which I buy groceries with and am forever grateful for.  I am a nut.  But I know me.  I’m easily deceived. I have an addictive personality. I WANT The Holy Spirit to give me all of the discipline and leading that I need to be master over these things, but part of that has been His wisdom over my  VERY WEAK AND FOOLISH FLESH to help me out by just abstaining.

I know I’m weird.  I don’t deny it and it is CERTAINALLY NOT for EVERYONE and I am NOT saying “don’t have a smart phone or credit card.” I even occasionally borrow use of one from those whom I love.

And that is what they said at the bank AGAIN this week. “You NEED a smart phone.”

Here, by law, our pay checks MUST be deposited in the bank and then we can withdraw them.  It really used to be easy. My pay check, which I earned, recorded in the bank for tax purposes, but none the less, mine to take out (plus a few fees).  You would go to a teller with your bank card and receive your cash.  Simple!

Then the machines came in.  Recently the tellers were gone, no more tellers.  A technical bank support person roams the area to see which inept person can’t maneuver the machine.  The Lord has apparently volunteered me for that role (the inept person).

Once again, I typed in the amount that I needed to take out to pay the rent and the machine informed me that less than half of that amount was available for me to take out.  Up came the “technical assistant.”

She asked me for my smart phone so she could make an appointment to enter the bank.  I handed her my trusty Nokia. Many maneuvers later she returned with a number and told me that I would have to wait for about an hour (penalty for not making appointment via the app.)

I had a book. When my turn finally came the nice lady told me that I only had a small amount in the bank and that the automatic withdrawal had taken place this morning.

“Hold it!  I don’t HAVE any automatic withdrawals!”

She rolled her eyes.  It took me awhile to figure out that she (with all of this technology) had opened my husband’s work account by mistake. She couldn’t tell me WHY I couldn’t have my money, but she would issue me a specialishure  (certificate of approval) and the technical assistant would put it into the machine for me.

MEANWHILE, I got the talk that soon there would be no money and if I did not have a smart phone I couldn’t pay bills, buy food etc etc etc.  I got the message, thank you.

I got it again at the post office today while I watched all of the smart phone people swipe their phones to record the appointment that they had made on line while I waited with my embarrassing paper number.  Plus my paper book.

I don’t know about your country.

Our country is high tech, intense and tiny, so that with a very small population policies can be very quickly be enforced.  I KNOW that smart phones are incredibly helpful.  I am not sure WHY I have resisted this so firmly, but the fact that I DON’T have one to use means that I can see daily and up close what I can no longer do. To park a car here, you must use one of the “smart park” methods.  To buy tickets, make appointments at post office or hospital or phone company or doctor, you name it, smart phone app.

I honestly think that I have inadvertently taken a position that I didn’t anticipate:  I am a person without a smart phone in a perhaps – experimental country.  Are we here part of an experiment?

I don’t expect that a country as large as the US could as quickly bring the entire population in line with such massive changes. Our country is used to suddenlies.   When there is a crisis, there is no TIME to sit down and discuss all of the innuendoes of what a change will mean, you just do it.  We have become used to living that way.

I had the privilege of living in a microcosm society before and it impacted me then.  In our tiny remote Alaskan village where we raised our family, there were only about 50 year-round families.  From that small population group we had a school with teachers, a government, a policeman, a court etc.  Every able minded adult had to take on some real responsibility that had repercussions.  I had been born and raised in NYC and it is NOT like that in a large population area. The effects of policies made took far longer to have any real impact, and the ability to avoid the impact was always an option.

 

A dear sister approached me at kehila(our fellowship) on Shabbat and said with a sigh, “Well, it doesn’t feel as if things are ‘back to normal’ yet.”

What came out of my mouth surprised me when I said, “It WON’T get back to normal and it isn’t supposed to!  The Lord spilt His very precious seeds into the ground for a dear purpose and He does not want us to continue just as we were.  We MUST be changed.  The cost has been too great.”

THANKFULLY she is a mature sister and wasn’t offended by my too-passionate outburst.  She said, “Wow!  You are right.I didn’t think of it that way.”

As I continue to pray and wonder at the taking of these 3 truly golden vessels for The Lord, and a tiny new one, it was my lot this week to offer translation equipment to those who need translation from Hebrew.  A couple whom I hadn’t seen before needed translation and as I spoke with them I explained to them that our fellowship had been through the traumatic loss of 4 of our members very recently and that our pastor was away as well, sort of apologizing that “things were a bit ‘different.”

The man said, “We have lost two children…”

I was stunned.  “Was it recent?” I asked as I reached for the woman, who began to weep.

“One was 12 years ago…” he hesitated,  “and one just now. They were both accidents.”

It knocked the breath out of me. “I see He has brought you.”And indeed He had.

They had been just walking around as tourists in Jerusalem and so lonely for believes.  They sat over coffee to pray and a dear sister from the congregation approached them and began to chat (you can almost always tell a tourist, but she was led of The Spirit).  She was an answer to their prayer and directed them to the fellowship where God is teaching us something of grieving that we don’t yet fully know.

I am so impressed that God is Able, Willing and Faithful

He has been always over all of these centuries through it all.

 It is time to go and begin dinner, but I send you my love and pray that God will be glorified in you and in me… and that all of Israel will indeed soon be saved.

Lovingly,

your sis J

I hope that some of the verses below might inspire some of you and maybe be a refreshing to those of you who are well versed in the holidays (hagim) that The Lord has given. 

ROSH H’SHANA:

Numbers 10:1-10

Numbers 29:1

Psalm 81:3-4

Levit 23:24

(trumpets not rosh h’shana)

bear with us as I KNOW that Passover SHOULD

BE the ‘beginning of the year’ (or ‘rosh h shana).

But as it stands today, Trumpets is… He can and will set it right)

 

YOM KIPPUR:

Levit 16:29

Levit 23:26

Zech 8:18

Hebrews 9

 

SUKKOT:

Deut 31:10-14

Levit 23:37-43

Zech 14:16

Neh 8:13

Jn7:2-37

Deut 16:13

Deut 32:10

1 Kings 8:2

2 Chron 5:3

Ezra 3:1-4

 

 

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Inside Israel

Once again, it’s time to hear from our sister in Jerusalem about what she is witnessing there as a believer in Yeshua. Put your prayer shawls on and pray for Israel and Sister J. Now here she is —

“And he called his ten servants, and delivered them ten pounds, and said unto them, Occupy till I come.” (Luke 19:13)

Greetings DEAR brothers and sisters, in The precious Name of Yeshua h’meshiach – Jesus The Messiah.  May HE be blessed and glorified, and may you each be deeply grounded, encouraged and blessed.

At this moment, while I am here in the middle of Jerusalem, I could not stretch my strength further today and travel to Modein tonight to join with brothers and sisters together at the grave of our dear sister and brothers, Sophi, Rodrigo and baby Itai.  It is the shloshim or 30 days and a time for closing of the early days of grieving. Many believers (and many air force soldiers) are  gathering together  as I write, to strengthen the family at the grave site.  I am there in heart.  It was also Rodrigo’s birthday…

At the same time, while I am here in the middle of Jerusalem, huge fires are raging in both parts of Alaska that were my home.  In the Valley area and also in Bristol Bay.  The village that my husband was born in, a remote village of some 65 people, is on fire and in danger of being completely destroyed.  It is so remote that there are no fire fighting facilities and residents are attempting to beat it back….

At the same time, while I am here in the middle of Jerusalem, my boss of 21 years had a heart attack today.  Thankfully it was a light one and he has already had catheterization, but it was emotionally intense and puts the future of the Doctor’s office where I work in question.

And that was just today.

There is a temptation to be thrown off kilter ( or at least, it is for me) and try to do more than observe all of this and pray. I want to become fully involved with every cell of my being.

It got me thinking about the Indonesian tsunami that happened in 2004 which killed some 230,000 people. What I remember about the calamity was being stunned by a report that the power of the massive movement of all of that water had shifted the earth on its axis.  If you are interested, there is much scientific data.  A cursory google search just now turned up this rather easily read report —

“The devastating earthquake that struck the Indian Ocean on 26 December was so powerful that it has accelerated the Earth’s rotation, geophysicists have declared. They estimate that the shockwave shortened the period of our planet’s rotation by some three microseconds.

The change was caused by a shift of mass towards the planet’s centre, as the Indian Ocean’s heavy tectonic plate lurched underneath Indonesia’s one, say researchers at NASA’s Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena, California. This caused the globe to rotate faster, in the same way that a spinning figure-skater accelerates by tucking in her arms.

The blast literally rocked the world on its axis, add Richard Gross and his NASA colleagues. They estimate that Earth now tilts by an extra 2.5 centimetres in the wake of the jolt.

The shortening of Earth’s day is no cause for consternation, particularly in light of the huge humanitarian crisis sparked by Sunday’s events. The death toll from the tsunami that lashed coasts across the Indian Ocean has now passed 100,000.

“I would be stunned if there was any change in the rotation rate that would necessitate addition or subtraction of a leap second.”

But the change will nonetheless be relevant to physicists charged with keeping the world’s official time, which since 1967 has been based on a battery of around 250 highly accurate atomic clocks in 60 labs throughout the world. These labs report to the International Bureau of Weights and Measures near Paris, which sets the Coordinated Universal Time (UTC).”

 

So, those of you who have been commenting on ‘time speeding up’ are scientifically correct. 

But back to “the temptation.”  It seems to me that the temptation is to spin off center.  To be caught up in the intensity of all of this emotion.  Surely Jesus wept!  I am DEFINITELY NOT saying not to be emotionally involved since it is The Lord Who gave us compassion and emotions.  But the same Lord gave us balance and COMMANDED us to follow HIM.  I can’t follow Him very well if my eyes are elsewhere, even on the waves that are about to encompass me.

With this thought in mind, I found myself laughing about this on the train today.

The Jerusalem bus drivers are notorious for using passengers like bowling balls. You know: look in your mirror and there they are!  Passengers!  Lined up for a perfect STRIKE! Step on the brakes and swerve quickly, how many can be knocked over at once?

  Yes, I am exaggerating for humor’s sake, but it really feels as if we are bowling balls sometimes.  Today the train played a similar trick.  Usually the drivers brake slowly but perhaps the brakes were sticky today and WHAM!  Every time there was occasion to brake, we all went flying.   Keeping babies, packages and old people balanced was a challenge.

Physically, I lose my balance more easily these days, and I DON’T want to lose SPIRITUAL balance, too.

“Occupy till I come.” 

The Lord admonished us in the parable in Luke 19.

In John 15-17 and SO many other places He tells us that we are IN the world but not OF the world, and that was spoken in Israel, to Israelis first. So, HOW AM I TO WALK in the streets of Jerusalem when my own personal world is turning upside down? Experiencing an axis-tipping tsunami and my country at the same time is actively fighting wars on each border. Plus, NASTY FILTHY elections taking place AGAIN. I see the streets filthy and people worn with fatigue and cares of this world…

 “Occupy till I come.”

It’s that old Israeli army saying again about standing on your spot and guarding that ONE SPOT assigned to you: h’a’zek b’ma’amad. Hold on!  Stand your ground! Hold on to The Lord AND hold on to the vision. This is what He wants me to do at any given moment.

You are probably rolling your eyes and saying, “Well, duh!  OF COURSE!”

But it hasn’t been that easy, and yet I see that it really IS what He is calling me to do.  He keeps telling me to “Walk past the graves…even as HE DID!’  He walked right OUT of them.  His eyes were on His Father and HE AROSE TO GIVE US ETERNAL SALVATION WITH VICTORY.

Keep my eyes on Him when people look at me and ask me about what we believe or reject me and get angry for the same.  Keep my eyes on Him when my boss has a heart attack. The 21 years of work may just be over NOW, BUT I have committed my care and feeding to Him and that is settled.  My eyes on HIM.

To keep my eyes on Him when the tiny remote village so key in my family history just might fade into the past before my eyes. MY EYES ON HIM.  When the bank tells me that if I don’t make an appointment via an “app.” (Sorry guys, but I’m in technological rebellion perhaps.)

I can not cash my paycheck (deposited by law) or do any other banking business. The world is changing SO QUICKLY and yet He is giving me NO SLACK to fret or become indignant or to go anywhere for help but to HIM.

The changes aren’t letting me catch my breath. And here is a good one … make that two:

One thing that I have lacked for so long has been a steady prayer partner.  I am all for closet prayer and enjoy it daily, but I have been unable to get out at night when our prayer meetings take place aside from on Friday morning. Then I am there for such a short time.  The Lord has brought a DEAR close friend to stay with us for awhile and we have been able to pray DAILY together.  It made me realize how I was starved for a prayer partner, true fellowship before the throne.  THANK  YOU LORD!

 Thank you for praying for my trip to England and my time of sharing my testimony with my family.

My 15 year old Grandson, our oldest Grandchild, had been to a Bible camp in California while they lived there. This year, he chose to go back to the camp. This time, he gave his heart to The Lord. I have received a few messages from him and of course am praying for him to be ROOTED, GROUNDED, FRUIT BEARING, SUBMITTING TO GOD AND RESISTING THE DEVIL, LOVING THE WORD AND RIGHTLY DIVIDING IT AS THE WORD OF TRUTH AND NOT BEING DECEIVED OR TURNED ASIDE.  I believe, that HE Who has begun a good work in Noah, will perform it until that last day.  And even in THIS I must keep my balance.

Thank you for your prayers for me, my family,  and for this country, which IS  central in the Heart of God and pivotal in the last days, as from the beginning. May The Lord be blessed and Alone may He be glorified and adored.  May you be encouraged and blessed.

Lovingly,

Your sister J

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Inside Israel

Once again, it’s time to hear from our sister in Jerusalem about what she is witnessing there as a believer in Yeshua. Put your prayer shawls on and pray for Israel and Sister J. Now here she is —

Our elections are scheduled to take place on the 9th of April and oh my! They are crucial but the amount of disgusting behavior makes it so hard to watch.  I know that most of you have similar experiences, but oh, how God must hate it.

For the scepter of wickedness shall not rest on the land allotted to the righteous…” (Psalm 125:3)  

I only quoted PART of the verse because that is what jumped out at me as I read it.

I have marked in my Bible for many years, the SO many places that The Lord said “Jerusalem where I have CHOSEN to put My Name” or”‘Israel whom I CHOSE” or “Jacob whom I have CHOSEN” and so forth.

I recently shared Jeremiah chapters 31 and 33 with a dear friend who was asking for verses to help battle replacement theology and perhaps that was on my mind when I prayed that “The Lord would put forth HIS scepter of favor and not allow the scepter of wickedness to rest on THE LAND ALLOTTED to the righteous.” Although we are NOT righteous, THIS IS THE LAND THAT HE ALLOTTED to the righteous and to us whom He will make righteous, for He is able and faithful.

We have just re-read the book of Esther where the scepter of the King was stretched out to show favor to Esther ALTHOUGH she did NOT APPROACH HIM ACCORDING TO THE LAW.  Oh the wisdom of God!  How often it is in the exception that we find His Character and Nature so perfectly reflected.  So it is with fear and trembling that I lift these elections before Him, because it is NOT “our land” but HIS.  We NEED His man to lead!

And in the midst of all of these serious situations there is ALWAYS humor to be found.

I have told you that LOCAL English language news is only available between 8-9 pm with a 5 minute midday news brief. So, ‘KAN English News” had me rolling on the floor laughing last night with their continuing interviews with the MANY political parties that are running in this election.  When I say MANY I am speaking of FOURTY SEVEN!  That’s right.

EVERYONE has an opinion and you might as well start a party around your opinion.  I wish that I could remember them all for you. Each small party stated their platform.  I remember the Pirate party which wants “it all to be done on the internet…and…oh yes…free internet for all.”

The “Na Nach Nachma Nachman Me’uman” Party, referring to the 18th century Hassidic Rabbi of Breslov, Rabbi Nachman has a platform that includes faith, security, joy, peace and unity – AND to bring the bones of the Rabbi of Breslov to the land of Israel and bury his bones here (that is their political platform).

One party platform is to double the pension of pensioners.  Another is marijuana for all. It is quite a zoo out there, a virtual supermarket of quirks.

And all voted for on a paper ballot. And oh yes, one political party promises that we will begin to vote by computer…no more paper waste.

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Paper ballot for Israel’s elections

I explained our ballot boxes to you a few months ago and since then our paper ballots have also been the subject of a numerous curiosity articles. I am printing a picture of what our ballots look like. Now. Consider that there are currently 47 parties and although some  will undoubtedly fall by the wayside, voting is an interesting prospect with over 6 million eligible voters when each little slip of paper represents a party.

 Tonight there will be an all city prayer meeting for the elections, for security, for revival in Body of Messiah and for the salvation of Israel.  Although you will likely not receive this in time to pray along, time and space are nothing to our God. HE HEARS OUR PRAYERS.  THEY AVAIL MUCH!

Yeshua said that when we pray we should enter into our closet and pray to our Father Who hears in secret and yes, He rewards openly. For HIS glory, may we each be before Him, whether in the closet or together in one accord.

May you be encouraged and blessed and in this season when we can be so EASILY be distracted from what is most precious to HIS Heart, may we all, be pruned from the disturbances that dull our hearing and discernment.  May we indeed redeem the time – for the days are short.

THANK YOU SO MUCH for taking time to read what I am able to share and adding grace and forgiveness where it isn’t done well…for HOLY SPIRIT REVIVAL and for this nation, this people, according to His will.

 Lovingly,

your sister J

 

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Inside Israel

Once again, it’s time to hear from our sister in Jerusalem about what she is witnessing there as a believer in Yeshua. Put your prayer shawls on and pray for Israel and Sister J. Now here she is —

Greetings with grace and mercy in The Blessed Name of our Lord Yeshua h’meshiach.  May He Alone be blessed and glorified and may you be edified and blessed…for His glory!

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts,Nor are your ways My ways,” says theLord.“For as the heavens are higher than the earth,So are My ways higher than your ways,And My thoughts than your thoughts.”ISAIAH 55:8,9

 

I know that at least SOME of you have thought that I have been silent because I was caught up in the blessing of the yearly IFI Prayer Conference (Intercessors for Israel, the prayer group that I am part of on Friday mornings, for a short while anyway before leaving for work).  Well, it was my joyful intention, but it was not to be this year.

The Lord had other things to teach me about keeping my shield up, about fears and walking in victory and about so much more.

So off I went to the hospital on 16th January, the day after my 44th birthday in HIM.  I couldn’t breathe. I had a sudden and severe case of influenza A and viral pneumonia.

I saw and learned a lot during the 6 days that I was in hospital, although my sister insists that there are better places to go for vacation.

On the 14th, we had a severe sand storm blowing in from Egypt, yellow, thick, sand-air.  I had to be out in it a fair amount of time, although the air quality warning was in effect.  I was also on the bus and train, virtually emergency rooms on wheels with all of the coughing, but I was surprised when before evening I was having difficulty breathing.  By the next day I began to run a high fever.  Being “immune compromised,” I simply don’t run fevers, so I decided to check with my doctor who sent me off for an x-ray and then onto emergency.

That’s when I began writing this letter in my head to you.

I think that I wrote to you first after being poked and prodded for about 6 hours in emergency.  They decided to keep me and put me in a special acute observation room for contagious patients with compromised immune systems.  It was a nice quiet big clean ward with 12 beds and I was deeply grateful to be wheeled to a bed finally. Then I saw that there were no pillows or blankets, just a bottom sheet.  Thankfully I was experienced enough with our hospitals to usurp not just one but two blankets. However, alas for my neck and back, there were NO pillows.  Period. So I rolled up my jackets and sweaters under my neck.

I have explained before that our public hospital system is quite different than in the west generally.  There are no niceties like tooth brushes or slippers, water brought to you, or menus (aside from medically necessitated) or blanket or pillow.  You ARE allowed to have family or friends with you 24/7. Volunteers roam the hospital offering comfort, prayers, drinks and snacks to patients and visitors alike.  My first experience with an Israeli hospital came with a huge dose of culture shock, but I soon saw that NOTHING was compromised when it came to equally distributing quality medicine, just western comforts are not present. At all.

I spent 2 days in the observation ward. It was finally decided that I was not improving but in fact, my health was deteriorating. I was then moved upstairs into the main hospital, to the Internal Medicine A ward. I was too sick to notice much at first, but much effectual prayer by dear righteous saints coupled with treatment awakened me to my surroundings after a day or so.

            “Shoshana?” I called to my roommate.  “I know that I know you from somewhere but I can’t figure out from where.”

She answered.  “Aren’t you Dr. Meshulam’s patient?”

I asked her. “Yes! Oh! You are Dr. Rothenberg’s secretary!”

Shoshana (who is a young 83) is someone whom I have seen over the years but we never got to know one another.  She had many visitors.  Her children and Grandchildren came but also she had a volunteer helper’because she was a Holocaust survivor.  Her helper was literally Mary Poppins. On the first day that I was able, I took my Bible and began to try to focus on the Words.  Mary Poppins (of Moroccan descent) was a religious woman and she zeroed in on me immediately.

“What are you reading?” she asked.

“The Tenach,” I answered, “the Nevi’em.”  I was reading in Ezekiel at the moment.

She came over.

“I’m reading in English,” I said. “It is my mother tongue.”

She eyed me. “Where are you from?” she asked suspiciously.

I told her.

“Are you Jewish? Where is your makor (your source…roots)?”

I told her that my father’s family was from Iran originally and my mother from Europe.

“The prophets are ours,” she said.

“Yes, with ALL of their promises…it is all so beautiful.”

She kept eyeing me. “You converted to Judaism?”

“No.  Not at all. All of my family has been Jewish since the beginning. None of my ancestors intermarried.” (I chose not to tell her about my husband, considering her accusatory tone).

“You know, there are those who convert but they are not of us. They know the scriptures better than we do. They know the prophets but they serve h’Shem (The Name of God) AND The OTHER One.”

The only answer that I gave her was, ‘Well I was born Jewish!’

I turned away and toward The Lord.  I began asking Him, “Why am I here Lord?” Pity party was knocking loudly.  He suddenly reminded me of the last time that I was in the hospital.  Looking for a quiet corner in which to read my Bible, I sat in front of a window overlooking the forest. As I looked, a forest fire was set!  It was hot and dry and there had been many arson fires.  I ran to tell the nurse to call the fire department and it took some convincing until I dragged her to the window where she could see the fire already creeping up the hill toward the hospital. So she ran and called the fire department.  I watched until it was put out and thought, “Is that why I am here?”

He answered, “What do you see? Tell!”

“How will we reach our people?”  I asked Him. “They seem inoculated against You.”

I suddenly remembered a tiny woman named Sister Beryl from Sri Lanka who had visited our fellowship in our small remote Alaskan village. She and I talked in depth. She had said to me, “Don’t try to get them to drop the silver. Just keep reaching out to them with the gold. They will then drop the silver and reach for the gold themselves.”

As one who didn’t get saved through a witness or a testimony, but through the revelation of The Lord from The Lord Himself. I KNOW that He can do this but I also remembered that the gold was Present through real revival that had people on their knees praying and fasting for the likes of me.

I saw the silver at its best in the hospital. Young men came along, shyly handing out bags of popcorn. Mature people came bed to bed to pray for the sick and offer help. Four young men with instruments came on Shabbat going room to room to sing Psalms and bring comfort. On and on it went.

The silver is real. THE GOLD IS SEEN WHEN THERE IS TRULY MORE OF HIM AND LESS OF US. My heart groans. “Yes Lord! Enable me.”

Thankfully Mary Poppins wasn’t there over Shabbat. Shoshana and I had plenty of time to really get to know one another.  What a privilege it was for me. She told me that she was born in Vienna Austria in 1933, an only child.  When she was just 2 years old the Nazis arrived. She and her parents were sent to the infamous Warsaw Ghetto in Poland. She grew up there until about 1939 with the horrors, the bodies, the starvation and diseases. She told me of a guard who used to shoot children for fun, laughing, throwing them in the air for target practice and how she was terrified that he would catch her.  They escaped and were reluctantly hidden by Polish farmers until the war ended. Her parents also survived but were deeply damaged by the war.  They had typhoid fever and were taken care of in a hospital for several years.  During that time the Youth Aliyah (orphans taking care of orphans lead by young Israelis) took Shoshana and other war orphans (she was 8 at the time) and taught her all about Israel, language, history finally bringing her here where she went to live in the youth village of Pardas Hanna.

Her parents arrived 2 years later.  Her eyes lit up and she looked at me triumphantly: “From one, that is me, I have 4 children 12 Grandchildren and 14 Great Grandchildren.  We are a tribe!”

Until Shoshana, I had not really given much thought or prayer to the CHILD survivors.  I know so many through my work who are now in their upper 90s and tell such stories, but to think of a tiny child, the age of my grandchildren losing their childhood in such horror, I wept.  It was an honor and an eye opener.

Sunday came and suddenly everything was different.  We could feel it. There was something going on.  I was taken down to CT to scan my lungs as there was a hemorrhage.  The man who took me down to CT stopped and had a long-animated discussion with a friend along the way, very emotional but in Arabic, so I did not understand.

We have been enduring the nightmares of the Friday riots on our border with Gaza for so very long now. I braced, wondering what new anger was in the air.  I waited quite a while and the man helping me shook his head and said in Hebrew, “I’m sorry that took so long.  Many died and now another.”

I thought, “Uh oh…Gaza…” but I was wrong.

“There were eight this weekend.  One on your ward.  There have NEVER been eight before!  Not since the beginning of the hospital.  The freezer holds six.  Only in a war do they bring in portable freezers.  This is the first time that there have been so many!’ He was very agitated. “This is not good!”

When I got back upstairs, Shoshana met me with all of her possessions and mine as well. “They are cleaning really hard. We had to leave our room for a few hours while they clean.”

So, it turned out that whoever had my bed before me, died, and the autopsy culture came back showing a superbug.  The kind that there is no cure for.  I prayed and watched.  I watched government disease control and forensic detectives scour the ward.  I watched as infrared lights were traced along the walls.  The nurses knew that I work in a doctor’s office and so confided in me.

I have always been interested in the influenza outbreak of 1918.  My Mother was born in a NYC hospital during the worst of it and I heard how my Grandmother prayed that she and her baby would live.  Approximately 100 million worldwide did not.

“Lord? What does this mean?”

Don’t you love it when He answers and scripture begins to flood your mind from places that you haven’t read recently?  1 Chronicles 21:15-28 grabbed me. David had sinned. He numbered the people in a great sin before The Lord and then got to choose the punishment.  He chose 3 days of plague. And in a great act of true intercession, he met The Angle of The Lord on the threshing floor of Ornon the Jebusite. He paid the full price for it and built an alter. The Lord accepted his deep repentance.  AND in 2 Chronicles 3:1 we read: “Now Solomon began to build the house of the Lord at Jerusalem on Mount Moriah, where the Lord had appeared to his father David, at the place that David had prepared on the threshing floor of Ornan the Jebusite.”

This is no doubt the same site which Avraham came to in Gen. 22:2. Then He said, “Take now your son, your only son Isaac, whom you love, and go to the land of Moriah, and offer him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains of which I shall tell you.”

I could barely stand it as they continued the next day to scrub, test, culture. All I could think of was that the place of true intercession, of true repentance, of a true altar, of a burnt sacrifice was the place where The Lord chooses to put His Name.  The place of The Temple. We are His body, the Temple of The Holy Spirit. WOW!  BUT DAVID HAD TO KNOW THE FULL EXTENT OF HIS SIN AND FULLY REPENT.

What does it MEAN?  I don’t know but I saw and am telling. The following day the entire ward was scoured again and ultraviolet lights carefully examined every nook and cranny.  As I spoke with doctors and nurses they explained that this was a huge year for tourism and many strains of influenza merged in the country under the right conditions to produce a superbug.  My cultures came back free of the superbug so I was released as quickly as possible.  As I spoke to the nurse, wishing her to stay free from all of this upheaval, another old lady standing beside me smiled and explained, “Oh, they don’t get sick. They have special vaccines just for health workers so they stay well.”

The nurse and I glanced at one another stifling a laugh.

In the incredible weakness that I have experienced with this I have been able to renew my stand on The Rock in Whom our faith rests.  I have said, “YES” to His armor and no to fear.  I have stepped into the waters of being clothed in His Strength when I am weak.

It has been quite an intense few weeks.  I KNOW that I have more stories to share then these and that I should have shared them better. I went back to work yesterday, perhaps too soon but no choice.  I ask for prayer for both of us as my husband is still quite ill.  BUT I HAVE PEACE.

I wish that I had other things to share just now, but what I offer is first to God so I am trusting that He will bless some of you perhaps. It comes mixed with my love,

Loving blessings,

your sister J

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Inside Israel

 

Once again, it’s time to hear from our sister in Jerusalem about what she is witnessing there as a believer in Yeshua. Put your prayer shawls on and pray for Israel and Sister J. Now here she is —

“The Deliverer will come out of Zion, And He will turn away ungodliness from Jacob; For this is My covenant with them, When I take away their sins.” (ROMANS 11:26, 27)

Greetings with grace and mercy in The Blessed Name of our Lord, Yeshua h’meshiach, Jesus Christ, Messiah, The Deliverer …The Just Judge Who is The Author of mercy, Truth and grace.  May HE alone be glorified and blessed, and may you be blessed and encouraged.

It is the first day of the new year 2019 and I pray for your BLESSING as I write. It is the new year on what we refer to here as the ‘civil calendar’.

When we first arrived in ’94 we were taught that ‘we Israelis’ go by the Hebrew calendar here (this year according to the Hebrew calendar is 5,779).  The Gregorian New Year is NOT a ‘holiday for us’ and in those early years of our aliyah, it seemed as if it was sacrilege to even think about wishing anyone a good New Year. Our New Year was at Rosh h’Shana (ACTUALLY at Passover…but we will not get -back- into that again now).

Slowly over the years however, as aliyah has increased from Western nations, the western celebrations of New Year was less and less hidden.  The Russians, who, from Soviet tradition, celebrate the new year big time with trees and a sort of Santa Claus, were easier to shame than these haughty westerners. This year celebrating the western New Year seems to have burst forth in full bloom with even FIREWORKS in Tel Aviv. Although still not a holiday, about 20% of the country is said to take note.

As I listened to a discussion about this on the news, the commentator brought up an interesting point: “It personifies the tension that we live in here between being called (by God)  to be a nation and a people “set apart” (God’s calling) and wanting to have a place among the nations (the secular longing).

Numbers 23:9 Balaam spoke the words that Balak did not want to hear either:

For from the top of the rocks I see him, And from the hills I behold him; There! A people dwelling aloneNot reckoning itself among the nations.” 

Nor do many Israelis wish to hear this, but God WILL have His way.

Every year since 1993, the Lord has given’ me a Word for the year. One that He will teach me from and bring to my attention as I read. I never know what it will be until He nudges my heart suddenly. This year’s word is DELIVER/DELIVERER.  I am excited to learn what He has for me with this.

 

I know from so many of you about the different narrow, trying places that your nations have found themselves in this past year.  I heard from a dear Alaskan friend this morning that another 5 or 6 earthquake shook them into the new year,bringing the number of aftershocks and other earthquakes to above 6,100 (!) since 30th of November when the 7.3 hit.  Now that is some pretty tangible reminder of SHAKING!

I know from dear friends in Great Britain how the tensions surrounding the Brexit battle have shaken and continues to shake their nation and leadership.  Those of you in South America, and actually, so many countries, have also shared struggles.

But between personal tragedies and nationwide disasters the testimonies of His Peace, His Deliverance and His Joy have rung clearly. “Founded upon The Rock!’  It is particularly poignant – real – when talking with some of you as loved ones pass through the eternal gates…and some of us draw near ourselves.  ‘We are founded UPON THE ROCK THAT CAN NOT BE SHAKEN!’

Even in the most uncertain, unstable Middle East.

And yes, in plain old life, we have certainly had our opportunities here to test where our feet are standing.  Probably most of you know that we are scheduled to have early elections on the 9th of April.  What a BELEGAN! (that wonderful Hebrew word that I have explained before meaning something like a virtual spaghetti of chaotic confusion!)

Yair Lapid has given the grandiose  promise that if he is elected the first thing that he will do is sell the Prime Minister’s plane.  Avi Gabbay, the leader of the Labor (left wing) party broke away from Tzippe Livni’s (ha Tunioa) party in a surprise move today while I believe THREE new parties have already announced their entry into the battle. Big names are running between political parties faster than the shuffling of a deck of cards (a strange metaphor for me to use, but appropriate).  It makes a kindergarten look like a peaceful island and it is embarrassing to me. The ultimate goal: Overthrow Binyamin Netanyahu!

One of our patients was in on Friday morning and my boss asked him who he was going to vote for. “ANYONE but Netanyahu! he spat. “We HAVE to get him out!

I perked up. “Who do you think could do the job Shauel?”  I asked him.

He turned to me. ”‘I have no idea but we have had enough of him! He doesn’t do ANYTHING! We have no peace.  We need peace! We need to give them a land of their own and just separate from them!”

Oh, he was angry.

“But WHO?” I pressed on. Give me one name?”

“I don’t know.  There isn’t anyone but there will be.”

Great logic, I thought.  “Let’s see…we gave them Gaza, green and flourishing, and got a hornets’ nest of Hamas terror.  We left Lebanon and got Hezbollah. Bibi has been able to tap dance through the incredible pressure that the world is putting on us. Do you really think that anything we give them would be enough?’  I asked.

“No.  They want it all. BUT ENOUGH OF BIBI!  SOMETHING HAS TO GIVE SOMEWHERE!”

Sounded to me just like the earthquakes in Alaska, the tension builds in the tectonic plates and suddenly it all shifts violently under our feet. Sudden change!  Like an earthquake!

Another change was announced here. One we have been hearing about suddenly came through the door.  I don’t pretend to understand it, nor do I really want to.  I am asking The Lord to help me understand it enough.

As of January 1, we have entered stage 2 (or 3 or 5??) on the way to having a cashless society.  We are now limited in cash transactions.  That’s an unsettling (earthquake) feeling for those of us hold-outs who do NOT use credit cards or bank transactions or automatic payments etc. etc. etc.  I was discussing the new law with our money changer this morning.  I have known Netaly since she was about 10.  Her father served in the army with my boss near the northern border more than 30 years ago.  Their last name is Goeli which means “my Deliverer.

When I told Netaly that I don’t use a credit card nor a smart phone she gasped.  I showed her my small Nokia cell phone and she looked horrified.  ‘Wow!  That’s an ‘antique!’ But how do you know about sales?  You can’t even get sale items unless you download the coupon on your smart phone. Especially with prices skyrocketing,” she informed me.

“I’m more concerned about paying our bills.  Our electric bill has not been arriving and when I finally get it, there are late payment charges tagged on.  When I call to solve the problem, they tell me which app to download.”

Catch 22. They are on their way to doing away with payment altogether (along with water, gas and every other utility.  This is no longer some weirdo conspiracy theory, it is at the door.  The VERY kind bank worker (there ARE no longer tellers because there is NO LONGER MONEY KEPT AT OUR BANKS. Our bank workers are there to help us with technical problems and transactions) told me oh so gently, that very soon I will simply HAVE to go cashless.

“So please tell me.  What happens when the world suddenly gets unplugged?  When the cyber umbrella falls?”

He smiled at me patiently. “That won’t happen.  It is all backed up in ‘the cloud.’”

I thought about years ago, back in the 1970s.  We lived in a small Alaskan village facing Siberia.  People had generators, oil boilers, wood stoves, kerosene lamps etc.  One day our village arrived into the “modern world.”  THE ELECTRIC COMPANY PLUGGED US IN!  It was all spanking new and full of guarantees.

Everyone was in wonderland and everyone got rid of their old wood burning stoves…except us.  I remember the day that the lights went out in NYC and the city became paralyzed and panicked.  Here we were in a remote village where the temperature regularly fell to -40 below 0 with 80 mile per hour winds and people were going to DEPEND upon the electricity never going out. NOT US!  And yes, it happened (thankfully not for too long) that there was a glitch and the electricity went out, and our little house was wall to wall people when it did.  Back up wood stoves re-appeared quickly after that.

ONLY GOD CAN NOT FAIL! BUT EVERYTHING in His Word WILL come to pass…even…the uncomfortable parts.

So I told my banker that I believed The Scriptures and I wasn’t about to take a mark when the Cybernet crashes. There will be no way to buy and sell and feed all of the people on the earth without some easy ID that can’t be stolen or counterfeited. And then  the mark is introduced. I don’t mean to sound weird, but it just finally seems very POSSIBLE!

And since He did tell us about it, I believe it.   And interestingly the bank person may have thought that I was weird to not have a credit card or smart phone, he DIDN’T think that I was weird for believing the Scriptures.  Interesting!

SO WELCOME 2019!

With all of the unknowns, God has already been there and walked each path (yours and mine) and He knows how to keep each one of us, so I PRAY that our faces are upturned and our hearts are tender and hearing.

God bless and keep each one of you.  May He be glorified in us as we walk ahead.

Lovingly,

your sister J

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