The president stood and said, “Our thoughts and our prayers are with the families.” Earnestly, I ask, what are your thoughts, Mr. President, and to whom are you praying? Because, as a nation, we have removed prayer from school and public places it means we have removed God as if we are ashamed of Him. To that end, what hypocrites some of us are to hold a candlelight vigil in a public place to pray for lost children that we should have protected. Instead, we allowed one woman through the Supreme Court to virtually nullify our children’s rights to know a Christian God through public education. Inasmuch, we allow Islamic children a prayer room and the right to kneel and pray in our public schools, we are terrified of the one true God.
It truly sickens me that the death of children would immediately inspire our president and his personal media trogs to capitalize on the crisis of the Connecticut shooting. If you will recall Rahm Emmanuel’s declaration, “Never let a good crisis go to waste,” we can clearly see that Obama has no intention of letting this one go. The rhetoric has begun on gun control. He has begun the process of dismantling our Second Amendment right to bear arms. How does this comfort the parents of these precious and beloved children at this time? For the parents: no parent deserves to lose a child on any terms for any reason. There are no words that can comfort you and no answer on this Earth to this evil, senseless and depraved act. Our hope is in the Lord of Eternity where we will be reunited with those we love.
Some of you will read these words and think that I am saying that God is chastising the parents of these children. ABSOLUTELY NOT, what I am saying is: in the depths of our souls all of us know that in the end when we have reached the end of ourselves we will all turn our thoughts and prayers to the one true God. Not on our own terms or by our own definition, but His.
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by Matt Barber Email | Archive
In light of today’s horrific developments in Newtown, Conn. – developments so sorrowful that no words will do – I felt it only appropriate to pull my regular column for this week. I offer, instead, the only words I can at this inexpressibly mournful time: A simple prayer. ~ Matt Barber
Please come, Lord Jesus.
Come, King Jesus.
Come soon I pray.
Yet, even still come now, Holy Spirit, until such time.
We need you.
As the banked fish gasps for that which, without, she will surely die, so too do we gasp for living water-fused crimson that flows freely from Life’s pierced side.
The people of Sandy Hook assuredly cannot endure without your supernatural grace.
Give them grace and comfort pressed down and running over.
There are things so wicked we cannot bear.
There are things manifestly beyond our understanding. Things of which, and perhaps for our own sake, You have kept from our grasp.
Such a thing is this.
We cry out, Abba, Father!
Torrents we weep for the families of Sandy Hook.
Our souls groan for the people of Sandy Hook.
Our spirits are broken for the babes of Sandy Hook.
Hold them close, dear Alpha and Omega – the great I Am.
Comfort them.
Love them.
You are the Way, the Truth and the Life. No one comes to the Father but through You.
Show this to all who are alive in flesh but dead in spirit.
Show them Life in death and that Life is You.
Reveal Truth and Life in the Spirit despite death in the flesh.
You are the Way.
Pull near to your bosom forever the precious slain of Sandy Hook.
Let our lips say, “Oh, death, where is your sting?” – even until our hearts believe it.
There is no hope save You, oh Christ, and, save us, can You alone.
Evil triumphs, so it seems, sovereign Lord.
Do they mock You?
So they try.
But You won’t be mocked.
Let us rest assured that vengeance is Yours, Christ Jesus.
Darkness consumed this man, and so he did the liar’s bidding – Satan’s work.
Cowards.
He has not escaped Your justice.
The enemy of the world will not escape your justice.
But for Your bounty of blood, who can escape your justice?
Yet, for those who believe, Satan’s ransom is paid in full.
Let us, even now, hear the laughter of our beloved Sandy Hook babes – hidden most high – while, at length, they play together, joyfully, at your nail-pierced feet.
Thank you, Jesus!
Thank You, Jesus, for John 1:1, which proclaims, “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.”
Thank You that the Word is with the bereaved of Sandy Hook.
Thank You, Jesus, for Matthew 11:28-30, which summons, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Oh, Christ, give rest to the most weary and burdened of Sandy Hook.
Thank You, Jesus, for Matthew 5:4, which vows, “Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.”
Only You can comfort those beyond worldly comfort.
Comfort them, King Jesus, we plead.
We wait upon you, Lord Jesus.
We remain still.
Until You return, King Jesus.
And You will.
Oh, and how You will.
It is in Jesus’ name; the name of all names – the name at which demons shudder and both saints and angels rejoice – that I pray.
Amen.
My Wish List
1. A church that teaches you to sing for yourself, unto the Lord, in praise and worship. I mean really sing not watch some guy with a guitar and a spotlight entertain me with songs that I could never sing. King David sang and danced on his own and the Lord said, “David is a man after My own heart.”
2. Women who love one another not afraid of being committed to seeing friendships through the good and the bad times. No coveteousness or jealousies just genuine love and concern for one another so that we could speak to one another in Psalms and Hymns like The Bible tells us to.
3. Mothers who love God, their husbands and children more than themselves. If we could get that in our society we could solve a lot of problems.
4. Husbands who love God and understand their roles as providers and protectors of their own household.
5. A government that doesn’t put its faith in itself, but in God.
6. A public school system that is not run as a government institution to indoctrinate our children into univeralism, homosexuality, relativsim and political correctness. Instead, a Godly moral compass, leadership skills and the ability to stand for what is right would be my top priority. From an academic standpoint, I would go back to the basics first so that our children could read, spell and do math without a computer. All of this conceptual learning is only making truth belong to the loudest mouth.
7. Integrity and Honesty would replace respect for diversity and tolerance because if you have those two things the others fall in line.
8. Take back the word gay so that it means happy instead of what you do in your bedroom with the same gender as yourself. You may have been hurt or mislead, but I don’t need to know what your sexual preference is… that’s all it is… sexual and should be kept private. I don’t dislike you because of what you do in private. I dislike that fact that approximately 3 to 5 percent of the population with your bedroom ideas are trying to cram it down the throats of the rest of us. And, STOP USING THE PUBLIC SCHOOL SYSTEM TO INDOCTRINATE YOUR SEX LIFE INTO THE MINDS OF OUR KIDS. (Post Script: I edited this paragraph after a discussion tonight at a friend’s house. Why? I don’t ever want to hurt others with my words, but I do want to exercise my freedom of speech by taking responsibility for what I say.)
9. Call Islam what it is…intolerant, destructive and evil to women and children. I have to wonder where all the virgins will come from in paradise for the bombers who are glorified for their sacrifice for blowing themselves and innocent people up. Mohammad killed and Jesus died. You can visit Mohammad in his grave and the tomb of Jesus is empty. Enough said.
10. Christians who read The Bible and know that we are called to be more than we are on our own. We have to stop drowning in our own sorrows which are so pathetic compared to the suffering of Jesus and the disciples. Only one of Jesus’ followers lived to an old age and even then he was imprisoned. The others were boiled, beheaded, beaten, and you name it. It wasn’t about prosperity or what your spiritual gifts are…They just lived and told everyone they came in contact with about Jesus. (I am so guilty of only seeing my own trials so forgive me as I struggle with this myself.) Are we so weak, in Christ, that we can’t see that He has overcome all of this???
Realization has set in that I blog and I read other blogs. The blogging started out as a way to unwind from building a house while living in a camper and caring for my sister who was dying of cancer. It was a creative expression and my sister loved it. I wanted the blog to be simple, no frills and no hassle, just like the home I built I wanted to come away from layers upon layers of stuff that I had accumulated around me so that I could breath again. Somehow, I am back into the layers of stuff. How did that happen?
1. I blogged and started reading other bloggers. Other bloggers are so creative so I bought their cookbooks and tried their newest dishes. (By the way, some of the recipes just were not any good.) Then, I started a few of the craft projects as well as my own. What could be harmful about that? I started collecting the projects like the embroidery that is sitting in the bag in the dish pantry or the jewelry in the box in the closet waiting to be crafted like the rings I saw at The Country Living Fair. Not only the projects, but my blog – it looks so plain and unimpressive. It needs fixing so that it looks better and I can get more readers like the other bloggers I read. I should be able to do all those things, right?
2. I read the fashion blogs and realized what a frump I have become after homeschooling for ten years and not being out in the real world like I used to be. I picked up a few pieces of jewelry to accessorize what I had and realized I needed to dump the old stuff and update myself. I am a little perplexed on this one because in the process I realized that these women look like they have no wrinkles and saggy necks which is called a décolletage (that’s your chest and neck area). My décolletage is in need of some repair and therefore requiring some serious beauty products. 
Then, I noticed that since I have aged, should I really wear this flashy jewelry and can I still do leopard without looking like Betty Davis in her yonder years?
3. I read the home decor blogs and want to redo and I haven’t finished the original phase so I must really be behind the times because I can’t paint everything white and slip cover leather sofas. I love wood and the smell of leather, but I must be out of style because every stitch of wood I see is painted white or some shade of blue. I kind of knew this stuff by instinct, but I am in rebellion in my mind and want to just shut the whole design side of my brain down and I do which locks down the creative part of me. I should be more creative, right?
4. I read the farm blogs and since I live on acreage I must be a farmer so I bought chickens and realized that I can’t just walk away and let nature take its course. I have to love and feed those chickens. Chickens aren’t dumb and my chickens cackle until I come out to pet and talk to them. I have accumulated more chicken stuff including an expensive coop that I have far exceeded the cost of organic eggs for the next ten years. When we go somewhere I have to get a chicken sitter! I also garden and spend way more time killing snakes, insects and unidentified creepy crawly starving creatures of the alien world that I can bare. I can do all things, right?
5. I read home school mom blogs and find myself grieving over all the things I should have done and let time slip away. We should have been missionaries and scholars and musicians while traveling to foreign countries to learn history first hand. After all, I should have been up at dawn baking whole grain bread and lovingly discipling a brood of twelve to embrace their God given potential while feeding, clothing, educating and discovering what they are supposed to pursue as their careers, mates and life long dreams, right?
What does all this mean?
I am on overload and overwhelmed…
I have bought in to the lie and need a reality check.
Yes, I can do all things through Christ, Who strengthens me! Phillipians 4:13
THROUGH CHRIST…I forgot about Him in the crazy madness and should be asking Him what He wants me to do because otherwise this is all just stuff to be purchased, stored and dealt with after I’m gone. As far as my sons go…I can say I truly tried my best…I did not abandon the course, stuck to it and am still on the path. So, today, I am turning back and saying…Lord, how can You use me to serve You?
Unless I am called to do otherwise, this is probably my last year for the Texas Home School Coalition’s Convention and Family Conference. In the beginning, I was completely overwhelmed with the daunting task of home educating my sons. But God!, led me to the Lamberts who are the leaders and wonderful godly caretakers of Texas home schoolers. They were on the front lines, doing battle in the court systems, way back in the 80’s when I was still in school. It’s because of their perseverance, hard work and dedication that Texas is a home school friendly state. As the battle to home school our children rages on, they have graciously served Texas home school families for years and I have felt safe and protected under the THSC wing.
This is a time where I load all my plans and ideas for the upcoming year in a tote with my Bible and a notebook to carefully seek God for what He has for my sons. I am learning to spend more time in prayer and less time searching for the right curriculum or the latest and greatest math program that can overcome my own math deficiencies. I am learning to specifically and intentionally pray for their needs.
When I get home, I would like to host a back to school prayer time for specific and intentional moms and grandmothers. If you are interested in joining me at my home for prayer for our children and a lovely tea, please email or leave a reply below.
