Taking Hebron

I was cleaning through my itunes this afternoon and stumbled across this old song from Steve Green. It's theme of faithfulness caught my eye and I listened to it. Though life challenges such a desire, I want to be found faithful. I want the words of this chorus to be true of my life! Semper Fi! (Always Faithful!) "Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful. May the fire of our devotion light their way. May the footprints that we leave, lead them to believe. And the lives we live inspire them to obey. Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful."       Find Us Faithful - By Steve Green

I remember when I was in kindergarten we had a fire drill. Now I was only six so I can’t confirm for positive that these stories went together, but as I recall it they did. I remember the fire drill as frantic. I think I was nervous but did know that there was no fire. All that really sticks out to me was that I couldn’t get one of my boots on. The line started moving and we were supposed to follow the teacher. I followed, but was a little panicked because I couldn’t get my boot on and no one was helping me… Sometimes I still feel this way. The circumstances of life begin to swell and everything feels frantic. I rush around trying to get things done, but no matter how hard I try I can’t get my boot on. Finally I trip over myself and fall flat on my face. Then I lift my eyes to see my Father standing a few feet from me watching. In times past I would have been too ashamed to have gone to Him after having made such a fool of myself. But now I jump up and run as fast as my sloppi...

The other day my parents told me how Lindsey had spotted a spider in the girls’ room the other night. It was above Lindsey’s top bunk bed and she was supposed to squish it with the tissue. She flinched and the spider fell down out of sight still very alive. Sadly this story was all too familiar! Last fall I was all cuddled up in bed when a bug touched my chin. I reflexively brushed it away and then realized I had no idea what it was. I sat up, turned on the light and got a tissue. I didn’t see it. I flipped back the covers and I saw the brown bug, but in my panic I threw it out of the bed onto the floor. I jumped down to crush it, but boy could that thing run! And before I had the chance to kill it, it slipped up under the wall. I flinched and now I didn’t know where it was or what it was. This story about my sister got me to thinking about the scripture. …bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ, 2 Corinthians 10:5 This story poked at my hear...