Living Without Fear

Recently, there has been a picture being passed around of a “demon” that destroyed someone’s deer camera. At first look, it sends chills through the body. It ignites a deep disabling sense of fear.

That feeling is very understandable. Especially if it is of a demon. But, we have a defense against that feeling of uncontrollable helplessness. God has given us power over all things on earth.

I don’t know the exact scripture, so I’ll paraphrase what I mean. God has told us that if our faith is strong enough we can move a mountain from here to there. If He has given us the power to move mountains, then why should an image scare us. Jesus taught that we have the power to bind evil. And, we’re also told in the Gospel that even though we walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death to FEAR NO EVIL.

It’s funny how Satan can use technology to spread his fear and we allow his influence to overcome what we know. I’m not saying not to continue sharing this photo, but it should not instill fear in us.

Fearless living should not be constricted to just the physical. It should also be used in following what you feel led to do. Many of us have matters pressing on our hearts that we keep fighting back because we’re scared. Scared of failure, scared of what others may think, scared of change, scared of any number of things.

He has told us that He will provide for us. He will not let us fall farther than we can handle. Sometimes we are allowed to fall far enough to realize WHO is in control.

If you ask for His guidance, He will give it to you. Chances are that you will not receive the answer that you want. But, you’ll receive the answer you need. Sometimes you have to crawl longer than you want so you can learn the basics before He’ll allow you to run.

Every experience you have, either good or bad, will offer a lesson if you listen. Life can not be “lived” in fear. Kneel down so you can raise up. He made us fearless.

Now is the time to step out on faith. We are not promised tomorrow, so quit waiting to live your life. Whether you want to change jobs, open a business, go back to school, join a mission trip, preach, teach, or heal, He will lead you if you let Him.

I welcome your comments and suggestions. Please send emails to writing@foreverandalwaysonline.com. May God bless you and keep you safe.

The Power of Christian Support

We all know that as Christians we are supposed to tithe. You’ve probably heard the argument that you can tithe money, time, or resources. Well I want to elaborate on the influence a Christian dollar makes.

As a Christian, it makes sense for you to use your money in the Christian community whenever you can. Most people don’t think about how their money is used after it leaves their hands. Here is a short example of what happens when your money is spent with a Christian business owner.

You pay the merchant for the products you received. The merchant then takes tithe out. The merchant also reorders the merchandise you just bought. Let’s say that the product was a Christian t-shirt.

The merchant reorders from the supplier, which most likely is a Christian company. Now that company takes tithe out and reorders the raw materials needed to make its product. Chances are it uses a Christian supplier as well. Now you have at least three Christian companies all giving tithe to help spread the Word of Jesus.

Let’s look a little deeper though. These companies have employees that are Christian and give tithe from their paychecks. They also use the remainder of their checks to buy Christian whenever possible. This effect is now rippling all through the Christian community.

What you thought was an insignificant purchase may have helped feed a family or provided a Bible to a lost soul. By making a conscious effort, you can help magnify the Glory of God. Not only did you buy a Christian t-shirt that point blank says, “Look at Jesus”, but you have spent your money where it can ripple throughout the world spreading the Gospel.

Next time you make a purchase, I urge you to step back and think about where your money is going. Is it going to help spread the name of our Savior or is it going to help fund a terrorist camp in some third world country or is it going to be donated to a gay rights group for an easy tax write-off? The choice is yours.

A Fearless New Year

Another year is here. Many people experience dread and anticipation along with fear as the new begins. Will I keep my job? Will I find a job? What about all the bills I have because of the loans or credit cards I used for Christmas? These questions scare most of us.

I don’t think it is so much these questions that scare us, but what they represent…THE UNKNOWN. This is where I urge you to think back to Sunday School or the sermon where you’ve heard, “Ye though I walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death, I shall Fear No Evil.” I’m not sure what verse it is, but I know what it means.

Sometimes we get so caught up in ourselves that we forget that we don’t have control anyway. We can seek guidance by getting down on our knees and talking to God. A lot of people like to “make deals” with God when they know they can’t control a situation. The simple fix would have been to just ask for His guidance in the beginning.

An example of how easy it is the story of how Summer, my wife, started working at Sonic. We had been selling merchandise at flea markets where we made a comfortable living. A couple of years ago, the media hype got so strong about how horrible the economy was that people quit buying. And just like that our income stopped. We tried “fixing” the problem ourselves without success. One night, we sat down and asked God for his help.

Keep in mind that we were hoping for our business to increase and things to stay like they had been. That’s not what happened. Instead, we stopped by Sonic the next day to get the kids a quick bite while we were “fixing” our situation. God answered our request by sending out a carhop that Summer used to work with. She excitedly looked at Summer and asked, “Are you coming back? They’ve got you on the schedule for next week.”

Needless to say that is not the answer we were looking for, but it has been sufficient to get our finances back on track. It has also been a great exposure to potential work from home opportunities and friends who stop by at the markets we attend. By listening to Him, we have also been rewarded with festivals where we can sell our merchandise at. Granted, the economy still hasn’t fully recovered, but we have seen an increase in sales.

My point to all of this is simple: Quit letting fear hold you back. Get down on your knees and ask God for help. You probably won’t be given the winning lottery numbers, but He will give you what you need. If you feel it has been on your heart to change jobs, start a family, get saved, open a business, go back to school, join a mission trip, then stop worrying and step out on Faith. He won’t let you fall farther than you can handle. Now is the time, because we aren’t promised tomorrow. As long as you have “One Fear”, you’ll be just fine.

Earning a Dollar - repost with update

A dollar. It used to be so much. Now it seems like it's nothing. The new generation has no appreciation for the cost of a dollar. The youth of today see us go to the store and slide a piece of plastic through the machine and we leave with "stuff". They have no idea how it works. My wife and I try to pay with cash on most items so our kids see it's not magic. They watch us at flea markets when people give us money in exchange for merchandise. I think this summer we will let our kids bring back the "lemonade stand". I think it will help them to understand how a dollar works. When I was younger, I wanted a toy that cost about $50 and that was a lot of money for a toy in the early '80's. I was told "NO". But then my very insightful step-Dad said I could work for it. He had a pile of bricks that had just been thrown into a pile in the wrong spot in the yard and needed them stacked neatly by the fence on the other side of the yard about 250 - 300 feet away. I carried bricks one in each hand, then stacks of 4 or 5 at a time, and then just whatever I could handle. I was so tired. Every day after school for about a week I carried and stacked bricks until dark. When all of the bricks were moved, I was given the money to go get that toy...it was the first Optimus Prime Transformer. I paid for it with my HARD EARNED DOLLARS and had maybe a couple of dollars change back. A few years ago, they moved that stack of bricks to almost where they started out at. Anyway, I hope to give our kids the same life lesson that a dollar is not just something everybody has and that you have to EARN it. Keep in mind that when we were growing up, our parents went to the bank to deposit a paycheck and went to the bank to get money. It was real, not just a "magic" piece of plastic.


This story was originally written on April 16, 2009. I failed to mention in the story that I still have that toy tucked away in storage. Jeffy Cole, the man who taught me about a dollar, left this world on April 24, 2010. His birthday is quickly approaching and I thought this would be a great tribute to him. After his passing, those bricks moved once again. They are now in my yard, stacked neatly where my boys placed them. That’s right, I used them to teach the same value I learned as a small boy. Who knows, those same bricks may be used in the future to teach another generation the value of a dollar.


May you all have a Merry Christmas and a blessed New Year. God bless you all.

Merry Christmas

It’s that time of year when the decorations go up, the sale papers swell with bargains, and the stores tell you “Happy Holidays!” WHAT?! What holidays? I only know of one holiday this time of year, Christmas.


We have gotten so misled and brainwashed by the non-believers that we tolerate this kind of action. If employees of a store can’t tell me “Merry Christmas” when I spend hundreds of dollars on what is obviously gifts, then why should I choose to patronize them? We have set back and remained silent about this night for too long. It is now time to rise up and tell the person at the check out and the person behind you in line, “Merry Christmas”.


My wife and I set up and sell at flea markets and festivals around. We say “Merry Christmas” and our neighbors say “Merry Christmas” because WE own our businesses and know that the Public Relations department won’t get a call about our obscene language. If a customer tells us “Happy Holidays”, we are free to ask “what other holiday are you celebrating other than Christmas”. If you’re Jewish or Muslim or atheist or whatever else, why are you even participating in a holiday celebrating the birth of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ? Why do you care if another Christian tells me “Merry Christmas”?


CHRISTians, get off your butts and stand up for what is right. If you are ashamed of Him, He will be ashamed of you when you stand before the Throne of The Father. If we don’t put CHRIST back into CHRISTmas, then no one will.


Chances are that this article will not make it out in time for Christmas, but the point is not lost. We all know the true meaning of Christmas and we should show it and spread it throughout the year. Christmas is a time of joy and laughter, a time of peace and brotherly love, a time of family and friends, and most of all a time of remembering and celebrating the birth of Jesus. I have a t-shirt that I love to wear during the hot summer months that simply says, “Christ is Christmas”. Remember Him during the New Year. Remember Him during the spring, summer, fall, winter, as well as on Christmas.


Hopefully, when you are checking out at the “After-Christmas” sales the cashier can say, “Did you have a great Christmas?” instead of “Did you have a good Holiday?”


Merry Christmas to all and may God bless you. Remember the Reason for the Season and thank Him often for the gifts He gives you all year long as well as for the Greatest Gift of All, His Sacrifice for you.

Personal Freedom or Herd of Cattle?

My family and I were in the local mall today doing some last minute Christmas shopping. As we were walking and looking, I picked up our three year old and put him on my shoulders. We took a few steps when out of thin air appeared a mall cop, who quickly told me to get him down.


Apparently, it is too dangerous for me to walk around with my child on my shoulders, so it’s against mall policy. That’s right, it is against the rules to let a child ride on your shoulders. I have never heard of such a ridiculous statement. My wife just looked at me in awe. We were both dumb struck.


Now keep in mind that I was born in the mid-1970’s and such rules didn’t exist then. Which then again, neither did rules about wearing seat belts, spanking your kids, or praying in school, but I, along with millions of others, lived through it. We have come so far as a society since then.


We have allowed ourselves to be conditioned into submitting into whatever the “bell cow” tells us to do. We are people. We are Americans. We live in the Home of the Free…or so I thought.


I know some people are not as smart as others and need extra guidance, but we are an intelligent people. We have allowed the safety nuts to chase us into cattle chute just waiting to…well, I don’t know yet.


Some of these rules aren’t necessarily bad such as speed limits and age requirements for the military. Let’s get real with some of the others though. Children have ridden on shoulders for generations without tragedies. Seat belts should be a personal choice, except on kids. My Bible says that sparing the rod spoils the child, again, a personal choice. My Bible also tells me to pray, so I should decide if I want to participate or not.


I’m tired of being told what I can and can’t do when it doesn’t affect other people. No man should have the right to tell me how to live my life. It just seems that life was simpler when we didn’t have all the “safety” in it.


In closing, we need to look around and see just who we’re following. If you’re not following God’s Law, then you’re just another head in the herd waiting for slaughter. We are Americans living in America. In God we trust!

Soldier's Christmas Peom

TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS, HE LIVED ALL ALONE, IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE. I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE, AND TO SEE JUST WHO IN THIS HOME DID LIVE. I LOOKED ALL ABOUT, A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE, NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS, NOT EVEN A TREE. NO STOCKING BY MANTLE, JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND, ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES OF FAR DISTANT LANDS. WITH MEDALS AND BADGES, AWARDS OF ALL KINDS, A SOBER THOUGHT CAME THROUGH MY MIND. FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT, IT WAS DARK AND DREARY, I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER, ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY. THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING, SILENT, ALONE, CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME. THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE, THE ROOM IN SUCH DISORDER, NOT HOW I PICTURED A UNITED STATES SOLDIER. WAS THIS THE HERO OF WHOM I'D JUST READ? CURLED UP ON A PONCHO, THE FLOOR FOR A BED? I REALIZED THE FAMILIES THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT, OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT. SOON ROUND THE WORLD, THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY, AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY. THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR, BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS, LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE. I COULDN'T HELP WONDER HOW MANY LAY ALONE, ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME. THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT A TEAR TO MY EYE, I DROPPED TO MY KNEES AND STARTED TO CRY. THE SOLDIER AWAKENED AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE, "SANTA DON'T CRY, THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE; I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM, I DON'T ASK FOR MORE, MY LIFE IS MY GOD, MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS." THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP, I COULDN'T CONTROL IT, I CONTINUED TO WEEP. I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS, SO SILENT AND STILL AND WE BOTH SHIVERED FROM THE COLD NIGHT'S CHILL. I DIDN'T WANT TO LEAVE ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT, THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR SO WILLING TO FIGHT. THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER, WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE, WHISPERED, "CARRY ON SANTA, IT'S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE." ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH, AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT. "MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT." This poem was written by a Marine stationed in Okinawa Japan. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable..... PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favor of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our U.S. service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed.

How Strong Is Your Faith?

My wife and I sell merchandise at flea markets and festivals. We have recently been exposed to different groups and individuals that make us question how strong our faith is. I feel led to share some thoughts and observations with you. We have met people who have taken up the Cross and carried it into foreign lands. We have met supporters of a group that provides transportation to Christian leaders in other countries. We know many that participate in prison ministries, mission trips, and other Gospel spreading trips. It has been pressing on my heart to share what these dynamic people of Christ have made me realize. Most of us that call ourselves Christians are falling short of spreading the Word as we are instructed in the Bible. Hopefully, some of us will have our spirits energized and renewed by these observations. These Christian Americans are risking their lives around the world to tell the less fortunate about Jesus Christ and His Love for us all. By providing natives with motorcycles and bicycles, paths are being blazed to new churches being established in hard to reach villages. Bibles are being sent to places where it is illegal to worship the One True God. We complain about having to drive a few miles to a heated and cooled building with relatively comfortable seats while natives of other countries walk miles through treacherous weather, persecution, poisonous spiders and snakes, and other obstacles to listen to the Gospel of Our Lord and Savior in a shack or ragged tent. Our brothers and sisters in Christ huddle around a single Bible while we each have two or three we don't even open most of the time. We talk ourselves out of going to Church because we had a long week, we want to hunt, fish, or watch TV, or we just don't feel like going today. Our fellow brethren put aside their time to relax and possibly time to perform necessary chores just to attend a service. We complain about not having anything to wear to Church, while there are those who go with whatever threads or animal hides they have. After just a quick look at myself, I know I have room for improvement. With the events that surround us today, I wonder where America stands in God's eyes. I urge you to step back and look in the mirror and ask yourself that simple question, "How strong is my Faith?" How badly do you desire to be around the Lord? Will you tell him to wait when He comes because of a football game or you don't have shoes to match what you're wearing? If you're not able to travel to these lands, you can still help by giving to causes that already have the logistical abilities to make the most of your donation. Some of you may be led to get up and go. I urge you to find a group to join. May God bless you and keep you safe.