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    by Pastor Ray Thomann, Hope is Alive Ministries


    One of the devil's most important strategies is to completely destroy the Biblical foundation of

    our nation. Without a moral compass to guide a people, everything becomes subjective. This

    deadly and destructive game plan is being waged through a culture war that seeks to redefine

    lies as truths.


    By falsely claiming a desire for equality, civil rights and love for fellow man (who wouldn't want

    this), evil has effectively disguised its true intentions. Through the use of political correctness,

    social justice and the rules of radicals; the minions of darkness have launched a relentless

    attack on the character, freedom and finances of those who oppose them. They have also

    used indoctrination practices within the public school system and the institutes of 'higher

    education' to pollute the mind of this generation's children.


    What is taking place in our nation is a spiritual battle that has grave consequences. This is a

    war for the souls of men.


    For many years, I have addressed the American Churches' role in the state of putrification

    taking place in our nation. Christians in general, have remained relatively silent over many

    decades as the progressive culture launched an all out attack on the infallible word of God.

    With that being said, the point of this blog is not to address the state of the church. Rather, it's

    to address a question that is of great concern to those whose eyes are open to the truth.

    In the past few years, we have witnessed the assault on the Biblical definition of marriage and

    the redefining of the basic definitions of what it is to be a man or a woman. Popular opinion

    and worldview seem to be aligning with the fallible wisdom of men. This is our Isaiah 5:20



    What I've come to understand is that many Christians are confused and overwhelmed by

    what is taking place in our country. They seek guidance as to their response to the

    destruction of the moral foundation. 


    “If the foundations are destroyed, what can the righteous do?” - Psalm 11:3


    To respond to this concern, we must first remember what Jesus told us. He said there would

    be a time in which lawlessness will abound and that the love of many would grow cold (Matt.



    So how are we to move forward in these challenging times; shielding our hearts from growing



    • Control our anger. It's easy for one to grow angry with all we are facing. However, we

    must remember that anger only leads to coldness.

    • Opportunity. Jesus' is calling us to rise and shine. We have been given an opportunity

    to share the Good News of Jesus with the lost in fulfillment of His Great Commission.

    • Grow our relationship with Jesus. By growing our relationship with Jesus, seeking Him

    in all things and at all times, our faith is strengthened and our love for our enemies will


    • Prayer. Continue in fervent prayer for one another, the nation and those who are lost.

    • Demonstrate the love and compassion of Yeshua. It's hard to love those who seek to

    destroy us. But that's exactly what Jesus did. By abiding in His word and focusing

    upon Him, He will fill us with His love and compassion for our fellow man.

    • Maintaining a healthy, holy fear of God. To love our God more than we fear man.



    Written on Tuesday, 03 May 2016 00:00 in Guest Author/Blogger No comment Read 124 times
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  • Devout Men Are Taken Away and No One Understands
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    As I move forward from one day to the next, I wonder about God’s plans and purposes. Don’t you? I ask Him a lot of questions.  I already know many of the answers, but still, they are perplexing.  I wonder how He figures I should be the one left behind to deal with bills, car repairs, insurance mix-ups and the neighborhood mountain lion. I think my husband, who worked so hard for years, not to mention giving his life in military service, deserved to receive his reward. I don’t begrudge him that, but I can’t help meditating on what lessons I’ve yet to learn in the aftermath of his leaving. Lessons I probably, in truth, do not want to learn.


    If you are in a season of grieving, as I am, I want you to be sure to take time every day to stop and really relax and let whatever questions, comments, complaints, etc. that rise up, be expressed.Tell God how you feel.  He knows anyway.  You can cry, yell, question, journal, or maybe even use your pillow as a punching bag, but you need an outlet for all that pent-up pain. Don’t stuff it down. If you do suppress it, I promise you that at some point it will explode into existence, and it could hit at a time that is not at all convenient.


    This thing called grief is like a monster dressed in pretty clothes.  Right when you’re having good memories and feeling the peace of acceptance and progress, some painful thoughts hit like a grenade and bang----a stomach punch knocks you down.  I’ve learned to cry out to God right at that moment for His strength and love to overtake me.  He answers so beautifully.


    I hope that by sharing some of my journey through grief, it might help you, since several of you have mentioned your own struggles.  It’s ironic. I’ve been a grief counselor and know what to expect, but when my own hits, it still packs a punch. Knowledge is not everything. But God gave us emotions and they have a purpose. How could we love someone deeply and not feel any pain when they’re gone? I know I’ll be with him again for eternity, but frankly, right now it doesn’t help a whole lot to know that.  It does matter and I look forward to our reunion, but the aloneness of the moment is still very real.


    I thank God that He promises to never leave or forsake us. He is a wonderful father, husband and friend. He gives wisdom, comfort and peace. Without that sweet, gentle Spirit flooding my soul over and over, I’m sure I couldn’t do this. It’s a gift that I give thanks for constantly.  I’m going to survive, and I’m going to be okay. So are you---so hold fast to His promises and keep trusting.  And, since we know the direction our world is headed is menacing---perhaps God’s gift to my husband was to take him before things get worse. It’s something to think about!


    “The righteous perish, and no one ponders it in his heart; devout men are taken away,

    and no one understands that the righteous are taken away to be spared from evil.

    Those who walk uprightly enter into peace; they find rest as they lie in death.” (Isa 57:1-2)

    Written on Sunday, 01 May 2016 00:00 in Blog 2 comments Read 151 times
  • To Every Thing There is a Season
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    My heart is so full of gratitude as I look back on the past seven days. No doubt they’ve been the most difficult seven days of my life. The first day I held my precious husband’s hand as our souls disconnected, and he walked into eternity. The days following are a blur, but on this breezy Sunday afternoon I have, in the depths of my being, the peace that surpasses all understanding. That doesn’t mean I don’t get hit by waves of grief that almost knock me off my feet. There is absolutely nothing as jarring to your spirit as looking at the person you love with all your heart lying in a coffin. How does one do that without searing pain? And then, how is it possible that I can have perfect peace in my heart today? Grief will still be, but In the overarching scheme of things, I’m experiencing a beautiful confidence that the Lord is holding me and that He is at the same time fellowshipping with my husband. It’s a wonderful feeling. I am thankful.


    Life is both a mystery and a stark reality at the same time; a curious dichotomy.  I have been present at births as well as at deaths. Both experiences open one’s eyes to the magnificence of our God. He breathes breath into a body and He stops the beating heart, snuffing out breath. It’s His sovereign decisions that cause us to celebrate one day and another day to mourn. …”all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.” Psalm 139:16  The power is all His; the plan His as well.


    At times my grief turns into a bit of envy. I realize that my husband is in the Presence of God; he’s enjoying laughter with family and friends he’s missed. He has no more pain, no more worries, stressors or sickness. I’m here missing him, wondering what comes next, dealing with unresolved bills, situations and responsibilities. My humanness bleeds over onto my joy that he is in heaven.


    As I seek the Lord, laying all my concerns and questions at His feet, I sense that calming, peaceful Existence taking hold of my mind and body. I know without any doubt that He is with me, loving me, holding me and reassuring me that He will never leave me or forsake me. He knows what is facing me and He’s already there. Each day will find its own resolutions as He sorts things out. All I have to do is trust and obey. And to know Him. Knowing Him means knowing it’s all covered...perfectly.


    The day will come when my breath will be snuffed out, my heartbeat stopped. I will have the joy of walking into the arms of Jesus, greeted by family and friends. What I endured on earth will not matter at all. All that will matter is being in the Presence of the One Who controls it all. And experiencing His love and grace. When grief tries to derail me, I am determined to take hold of His promises and hang on tight. The alternative would be pointless and pitiful. “I can do all things through Christ Who gives me strength.” And I am eternally grateful for the strength and hope and courage He is pouring into me.

    Thank you for your prayers and love during this season of my life.

    Written on Monday, 11 April 2016 00:00 in Blog 1 comment Read 316 times
  • A Little Rain Must Fall
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    In this world you will have trouble, but take heart! I have overcome the world. (John 16:33)


    Into every life, a little rain must fall.  Sometimes it’s considerably more than a little. Sometimes it’s a flood. We can always quote happy scripture promises when things are going well, but when the deluge crashes in, it’s a bit harder to let those easy verses roll off our tongues.


    This week I’ve had prayer requests from people I love that are seriously painful events:

    One’s pastor fell and broke his leg in three places, requiring surgery. One’s husband’s memory problems got extremely worse and he had to be admitted to an Alzheimer’s facility. One’s son was killed in a tragic car crash. One’s daughter rebelled and ran off to marry against the family’s wishes. One who is ready to reconcile a troubled marriage doesn’t have the support of her family. One’s teenage niece is missing for a week now and no one has a trace of an idea where she might be. One suffers a debilitating disease that robs her of fulfilling her calling. I could probably list more, but my point is that many, many folks are struggling right now with issues that are far from easy.


    I want to thank all of you who have loved us and prayed for my husband and me these past months. God does truly have a purpose in all things. Sometimes we can’t identify what that purpose is, but it doesn’t negate the fact that He is working behind the scenes. I already can see things in me that have surfaced that are not good.  I’ve confessed and repented and realized places where my heart needs cleansing. He is teaching me many things about myself. He is also showing Himself to my husband in different ways.


    When your storm is raging, find ways to remind yourself to stop, breathe, and step back. It’s necessary to not react, but to look up, call out to Jesus and let Him take over. I fully realize that several times when I over-reacted in distress, I totally flunked a test---and so yes, I got to take it over till I passed!! This process of refining is a good thing. It doesn’t always feel good, but no discipline ever does.  


    I talk a lot about resting in God. Resting in Him means you stand firm against panic attacks, despair or hopelessness. It means you trust God to the point that whatever the outcome, you can be at peace. It is possible. It might not be spontaneous, (and we wish it was), but if you allow Him into your situation, and you trust Him completely, you actually can rest and find peace in the midst of the storm. God is in control. We can become angry with Him for not answering our prayers the way we want, but if we truly believe He is sovereign and omniscient and omnipotent, how can we stay stressed?


    I wish I could have miracles to pour out on your situation. I would gladly do it, and quickly. But more importantly, my prayer for you would be that you could trust God so fully that you sigh a deep cleansing sigh, look up and trust that He has it covered and He knows best.

    That’s what I’m reminding myself each day. I still flunk some tests, but I’m doing better.

    Jesus said He has overcome the world. That’s quite a statement. As for me, I want to be fully attached inside and out to the One Who has overcome the world! I pray that for you too.

    Written on Saturday, 19 March 2016 00:00 in Blog No comment Read 289 times
  • Endurance? Here’s the real Enduro
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    Patient endurance is what you need now, so that you will continue to do

    God's will. Then you will receive all that he has promised. Hebrews 10:36


    Greetings from Caregiver Land,


    I haven’t been posting much because I’ve been so sleep deprived there’s no telling what might come forth. Anybody out there relate? I really appreciate the emails and other messages I’ve received filling me with encouragement and support. And from those who are in the same boat---we need each other! I know people are praying for us, and for me specifically. At times I’m teetering on the brink of despair and suddenly I’m flooded with peace and calm. So….thank you folks, and thank you Lord!


    When you’re slogging through the mire of grief and survival, you are tempted toward self-pity; just being honest here.  I’ve asked God, “Why is it that you chose this path for my husband, and why did you feel it was a good path for me?” It’s so easy to say that we grow through our trials. It’s common to hear all the cliches about how we learn so much through suffering. And I agree. We do. But, at 3 a.m. when I’m jolted awake for the fourth time since I went to bed at 10, to find him on the floor once again, I frankly don’t care what I’m supposed to be learning. I just wish he could sleep all night occasionally, and oh, how I would love to do that too. I trudge downstairs, wake up my daughter, who comes without complaint, and together we heave him off the floor, clean him up, and eventually all of us get back to least for a couple of hours, till he wakes again.


    Usually, the days I’m feeling sorry for myself, I open up facebook and see a handful (at least) of horrible stories of people who are going through so much worse than I.  I repent, and realize I do have more compassion now for those folks than ever before. Don’t get me wrong. I think we (you who are walking through similar circumstances with me) are really normal and okay when we sometimes stop to vent or cry or whine. We are human. We just can’t plant the flag and live there. I know one thing from all this: I have a new and deeper appreciation for sleep and for “normal” daily life.


    As we move through this journey, we are blessed to have hospice staff who offer support and insights toward the things to come. As Christians, we know that this world is not our home and the eternal home to come is going to be indescribable. I am excited that my husband soon gets to meet Jesus face to face, be reunited with his loved ones, and begin his eternal life of joy. I’m a bit envious, in fact. I know that my time will come eventually, but I want his crossing over to that other side to be pain-free, peaceful and all that God wants it to be. I don’t want to interfere with that by being selfish, complaining or without loving compassion. I don’t want to have regrets.


    We really should celebrate any Christian’s homegoing with joy and excitement for what’s coming for them. We are allowed to grieve as we say our temporary goodbyes, but I’m praying that in the midst of my pain, I can truly rejoice for him. I’m not really all that strong. Most days I wonder how I will ever get through this, much less do it well. The answer is that I know my Lord will carry me, strengthen me and sustain me all the way through, just as He is doing now, day by day. I constantly recite Phil 4:13: “I can do all things through Christ, Who gives me strength.” And I can!  One day at a time. One hour at a time.


    For you have need of endurance, so that when you have done the will of God, you may receive what was promised.” Hebrews 10:36


    Written on Saturday, 05 March 2016 00:00 in Blog 2 comments Read 348 times

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