God sustain this land, your country. You are the founding Father!

Stars and Stripes forever. Besty Ross you were clever. Your story my favorite by far back in grade school. You stitched the first flag with that of your hands with great pride
One country under God, I hold proud to. Yes we all have political views. Bashing our leader who took the oval office. How about pray for him! I can not take part in the political jargon. At face value, it takes away from our sea to shining seas. For God will forever reign over our land, in this truth I stand

So I hold my head up high no matter who takes oval office. I am an American through and through. We are from the home of the free, and the brave. We have more freedom than most do. Yet all you hear is grumbling all day through. Bashing, and talking bad about America, and its leaders. The land we should all be proud of. This land was made for you and me 

I hold on to my stars and stripes this day. Lord sustain us! If we are not independent who do we have to point the finger at, only ourselves. Because this land was founded on “In God We Trust”…Give back the allegiance do. No taking God out of our Country or schools. For He made this land for you and me, we should all be on bended knee

“In God We Trust, America the Beautiful, One Nation Under God, From Sea to Shining Sea.” This land was made for YOU and ME!

Let everyone be subject to the governing authorities, for there is no authority except that which God has established. The authorities that exist have been established by God.” Romans 13:1


Little Church in Malden Stark White, strong it sits with God’s glory reigning over it…

Malden Washington, 80% of the city is gone. The church stands strong in all its glory, quite a story!

Family and friends being evacuated near, and far. Air quality looming over at its poorest. The Pacific Northwest has been set ablaze. From California to Washington State, this is just a taste as it has only just begun. Our world is spun

Panic sets as people/pets retreat to safety as 1000’s upon 1000’s of acres burn wild. Home after home, structure after structure sit a charcoaled mess. Memories go up in flames. Ash soaked streets. First responders tire. People’s hearts are deflated in this time. It has been quite relentless

Got a call text from a daughter, it reads “I tested positive.” This is the second of ours. Our hearts sink. She is autoimmune compromised. Yet none of this is coming as a surprise. It is the times we live in

Reading the plume air report for Portland knowing it reached a records worse, on its way here per the usual. All windows will have to be shut, and we will be shut ins ourselves until it passes over the valley our city is nestled in

As I sat here in prayer for our people, country, state, family, and friends. One picture on the news stands out so vivid. A small farming town of Malden about 30 miles east of us was caught off guard with the fires coming at them in 3 different directions. 80% of their city is gone. It literally is laying in ruins. Then as the news casters camera geared left from the wreckage, there it stood as white as could be. The city was black, and air was even blacker, yet there stood in all its beauty the town church. The contrast was glaring from dark to light as it stood stark white. It is now the building being used to house people in. So the government can try, and shut our churches down all they wish. This one still stands, and in God we trust. God makes the call, and this is His land. That church in all its glory still stands. It will be the most vital part of the uprise of the little farming town in Malden. God is writing Malden’s story

So I don’t fear, for the word of God is clear. No matter how much our world is spun. Now I will call my mom, who works at the largest hospital in all of Spokane. She sits right at the front desk, she has for 15 years been the first contact for people. Her stories in these perilous times, are almost deplorable. Woman sobbing inconsolably into her arms, and needing to pray with her as the chaplain is caught up with another in horror of their life

God rest the weary souls, and keep revealing how your story unfolds. Every knee shall bow, and you are stirring up your people. I will just keep looking up, and keep my eyes focused on the cross, and stay in prayer for those with great loss, and who are lost. Now is the time, all we have to do is turn on our television to see that our world is undone

I can’t wait to keep updated on the city of Malden, and that beautiful church rich with white. I will not keep you, God out of my sight. May your people unite, enough of this strife. Come together in love, grace, and mercy. People are grieving, hearts are screaming. People are crazed. They need the comfort of the cross, for there is the blanket of unconditional love. Faith moves mountains, and it can be as small as a mustard seed. I pray you all see what God wants you to see, hear what he wants you to hear, taste what he wants you taste. Don’t let another tear fall thinking it has gone to waist

A teardrop on earth summons the King of heaven. Charles R. Swindoll

So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10