Wednesday, October 14, 2015

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Friday, October 9, 2015

The "Other" Beatitudes

Most Christians are quite familiar with the beatitudes found in the book of Matthew, chapter 5: 

Blessed are the poor in spirit for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

... and eight more. But did you know there are several beatitudes in the prophetic book of Revelation? Here they are:

Blessed is the one who reads the words of this prophecy, and blessed are those who hear it and take to heart what is written in it, because the time is near. (Rev. 1:3) 
Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on. (Rev. 14:13) 
Blessed is he who stays awake and keeps his clothes with him, so that he may not go naked and be shamefully exposed. (Rev. 16:15 
Blessed are those who are invited to the wedding supper of the Lamb! (Rev. 19:9) 
Blessed and holy are those who have part in the first resurrection. The seond death has no power over them, but they will be priests of God and of Christ and will reign with him for a thousand years. (Rev. 20:6) 
Blessed is he who keeps the words of the prophecy in this book. (Rev. 22:7) 
Blessed are those who wash their robes, that they may have the right to the tree of life and may go through the gates into the city. (Rev. 22:14)

Take time to read and study the book of Revelation. It's not as difficult to understand anymore. I recommend the study guide The Book of Revelation for Blockheads. It will really give you some clear insights into prophecy and Scripture.

Friday, October 2, 2015

EDGE OF ESCAPE, the novel - another excerpt

Rebecca awoke choking. She turned onto her side and spat out the popcorn. She felt around her mouth with her tongue for any more kernels. The long hair fell forward and she swatted at it as if she were being attacked by a furry animal. She yanked it off her head and threw it across the room. What was going on?
Light, sounds, and smells were sifting in through the open window. Someone had been in the room! She leaped up and stumbled over the backpack as she reached for the window. She changed her mind about closing it and grabbed the bag instead and headed for the door. It wasn’t locked!
She had to be careful now. She thought that Mike must be in the house. And what about Ed? Mike must have done something to Ed!
She felt woozy and her mouth was dry. Why would he stuff her cheeks with popcorn? Her mind flitted back and forth. She was groggy. Why was she groggy? How did Mike do this to her?
She ran her hands down her clothing. She was still wearing the same outfit. She hadn’t been molested, thank goodness, and she still had her shoes on.
She opened the door and listened. Stepping out, she could see into the living room. The front porch fixture was on and it shot feathered arrows of light under the drapes. She listened some more.
There was a peephole in the front door and she had to get on her tiptoes to press her eye against it. The front steps were littered. Mike must have sat here and gloated after drugging her. How did he do it? It must have been the orange juice. And if Ed drank some, too?
She turned from the door and crept to Ed’s bedroom. The door was open and she could see that it was empty. The bed wasn’t even slightly mussed.

What time was it? Twelve? Two? Three? Well, whatever time it was, she was on the run again. She took another look through the peephole and studied the dark shapes of the trees, some of the leaves clearly visible in the glow from the porch light. A few leaves moved and suddenly . . . there was Mike Sylver’s face in their place.