NEVER STOP PRAYING!

By Anita Mondragon
 
I was awakened with a start as I felt someone shaking my shoulder.  I even turned and said out loud…”What?  What’s wrong?”  I heard God say, “Wake up and pray for your son!”  It was 4:11 in the wee hours of the morning.  It frightened me!  I wanted to call and see if everything was ok…but didn’t because I did not want to wake them.  So, instead, I gave it to the Lord and asked Him to have mercy on the situation.  I prayed for hours !  The next morning, I texted him to see if everything was alright.  It was, thank the Lord.  I believe that God must have been speaking to him in his sleep.
 
My son is such a talented musician and singer!  He could lead folks into worship very easily.  You see, the devil knows this as well.  That’s why he keeps my son distracted with the things of this world…not only money, houses, cars, and the like, but the philosophy and thinking of the world have blinded  his eyes to the Truth.  The  views, and influence of other religions have crept in and confused our children, even though we as Christian parents brought them up to believe in the one true God.  
 
The devil is out to get our kids!  Believe that!  That is why we must NEVER stop praying for our children!  Stand on the promises that God has given you in the Bible!  Proverbs 22:6 says, “Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old, he will NOT depart from it.”  It also says in Acts 16:31, “Believe in the Lord Jesus [as your personal Savior and entrust yourself to Him] and you will be saved, you and your household,”
 
NEVER GIVE UP HOPE!  NEVER STOP PRAYING! 


The Rock Of Ages

By Anita Mondragon
 

“Other foundation can no man lay than that is laid, which is Jesus Christ.”  1 Cor. 3:11

“When darkness veils His lovely face, I rest on His unchanging grace; In every high and stormy gale, my anchor holds within the veil.  On Christ the solid Rock I stand; all other ground is sinking sand…” – Edward Mote, 1834 / William B. Bradbury, 1863
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I sometimes tremble so faint of heart,

Though on the solid Rock I stand;

And while the tempest rages wild around me,

I’m held secure in the Father’s hand.

Though on the Rock, I sometimes tremble,

As the storm clouds of life are all I can see,

He says, “Hold fast to the Rock of Ages…”

And He NEVER trembles under me!

He’s always with me,

Come rain, or shine;

In the cleft of the rock,

He comforts me.

He covers me there,

With His mighty hand,

And reminds me,

I’ve been set free!

Though I shudder and shake,

And shiver from fear…

I’m held in the palm of His hand.

I’m ever secure, when within HIS grasp…

As on the Rock of Ages, I stand!



PRAISE TO THE CREATOR!

By: Anita Mondragon
 
I wrote the following poem one day while on a fishing trip in the mountains with my husband.  Not sure if I’ve ever shared it before…but I’m just having a thankful day. So grateful for all of God’s love and mercy towards me…including all the beauty He supplies every day if I’ll just take the time to stop and look…
 

PRAISE TO THE CREATOR

The grass so green,

The sky so blue,

The birds on wing,

All speak of YOU!

The soft blowing breeze,

The choir of birds,

Each sings their praise

Without any words!

But YOU of Lord,

Know the language of bees…

Of birds on the air,

And rustling leaves;

Of water that laps,

And waves that roar;

Of crabs that crawl

On the sandy shore…

Of butterflies that

Seemingly don’t make a sound…

Of tiny insects that crawl on the ground;

YOU know the language

Of trees and flowers

That dance on the breeze

In the moonlit hours.

Of sunlight that shines

On the rivers and seas,

The rippling water on the lakes

From the breeze.

Earth sings her song

To the Father above

Who created them all

In His infinite love!