August 8, Don’t wait

Hi there friends and blog followers.  490EUAB9I thought we would finish up our summer reading plan with Get Out Of That Pit by Beth Moore.

Here is some straight talk about God’s Deliverance that is meant for us.  There is no one like Beth Moore to give us straight talk that speaks to our hearts.

I hope you will join me  in two more days, on Monday, August 8th. I look forward to many replies and comments from you.

I have purchased the book for only $5.00 for those of you who live in SD area.  If you want a book and want to follow my blog just drop me a note and I will make sure you get a book.  Feel free to download it also and listen to it if you want.

Happy summer reading.  Can’t wait to get started with you as we journey out of the pit together.

Come, let us return to the Lord 34

“Where is she?”  Miriam could tell her husband was successful finding the best friend, Amanda.

come  morguefile.She wants to sit alone up the road for a minute”.

“I can see you have made peace with yourself, haven’t you?”

“I had help along the way.”

Paul knowing without Angels faith and forgiveness he would have been guilty forever with no healing.  He was glad she was home.

After visiting with Miriam for a short time Angel knew she had to go to Michael.  She couldn’t wait any longer. They all walked towards Michaels then said goodbyes for now a short distance from the farm.

“Thank you for coming this far with me.  Thank you for sending Paul.”  She whispered as she kissed and hugged Miriam.

“Oh, God, give me the strength”

I have not given you a heart of fear.

What had she done?  Denying Michael her love.  She had played God and done what she thought best for him.  Causing him such pain.  Could he forgive her now?

Thanking him as she kneeled down at his feet.  Over and over telling him how she was so grateful for all he had done for her.  How she had found Christ though Michael and his faithfulness.

“Oh, Michael, Michael, I’m sorry”     Oh, God forgive me.

“Amanda, Amanda”  Michael cried as he reached down for her.  Lifting her to him holding her she said:

“Sarah, Michael.  My name is Sarah.  I don’t know the rest of it.  Only that much.  Sarah.”

The best gift she could give him, herself.

The name fit her so well.  A wanderer in foreign lands, a barren woman filled with doubt.  Yes Sarah of old had become a symbol of trust in God and ultimately the mother of a nation.  Sarah.  A benediction.  Sarah.  A barren woman who conceived a son.  His beautiful cherished wife would  someday give him a child.

“It’s a promise, Lord, isn’t it?”

Come, let us return to the Lord; for he has torn, that he may heal us;  he has stricken, and he will bind us up.  Hosea 6:1

This brings us to the end of the Book but not to the end of His Redeeming Love.  I hope you enjoyed traveling along as I journeyed with Michael and Angel.

As I did, I bet you found many similarities in your life where God has spoke to you like He did to Angel.  It’s my prayer you will listen to that small, quiet voice and take head.  God is always there for you.  Angel had to find her way to God on her own.  We too have to find Him.  He’s reaching out to each of us.  Yes he can use Michael and others to help us to Him.  But we need to put our trust in Him and worship Him not the Michael’s God has used in our lives to bring us near to HIM.

God Bless you and I hope you will follow me on to the next book.

490EUAB9Starting August 8th I will be blogging from this book.  I love Beth Moore.  I hope you will join me as I listen to God through Beth Moore’s experiences as she helps me

Get out of that Pit!

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House of Magdalena 33

Paul was walking along the docks looking for Angel, hoping to not find her and there she was.  Coming out of the Bank.  Dressed in gray and wool, looking nothing like he exfile0001267163890pected.   Three years.  Michael had said she had to come back on her own.  So why was Paul doing this.  He went back to his room and thought long and hard about what he would say to Miriam.  She was dead.  She was shipwrecked and dead.  Gone, Gone.

The House of Magdalena was what the sign said.  He walked right in and to his surprise it was not a house of ill repute but a classroom of young women all dressed like Angel the day before.  He could just leave now and go back and see the wife of his dreams.  He’d been gone for several weeks now and he missed her loving touch and warmth.  But there would be no warmth if he came home alone.

“I’m looking for someone.  Angel.  Her name is Angel.”  “Paul”  somehow she looked like Angel but more soft, serene.  Looking well.  Beautiful as ever.

“Miriam is going to have a baby.”  He watched hoping that would hurt Angel.

It was delight on her face.  So happy for her and Michael.  Michael what?  Paul couldn’t breath.  He didn’t realize she had left the valley three years ago for the same reason he tried to leave.  She wanted Michael and Miriam to get together and have children.

How ashamed did he feel.  Now he is starting to see why Miriam was always saying to him, “you don’t understand”.  “Angel is doing what she thinks is best for Michael.

“Miriam is my wife. Angel, Michael is still waiting for you to come home.”  The horrible guilt weighed heavy on Paul, seeing now how much she loved Michael and had really been doing what she thought was the best for him.  She was sacrificing her happiness for him to have a child.

“I was wrong about you the whole time.”  They talked for hours.  Each understanding now how wrong they both had been.  Paul called her Amanda.

“Miriam sent me to find you, Amanda.  You have to come home with me.”

She told him everything, from being 8 years old being sold to Duke for his pleasure to Duke making sure she could never have children.  Paul reminded her that Michael chose her.  He knew what he was getting and he still chose her.  For better or worse.  Michael would honor his vow to her until death.

Angel explained what the House of Magdalena was to her and how she felt she could not leave it.   He told her to think about it and he would be leaving by noon the next day.

She stayed up most of the night talking with her dear friend Susanna explaining that she could handle the job and that she was going home.



Paul’s Turn To Do Something Worthy 32

Now Paul and Miriam married with a baby on the way Paul can see how unhappy Miriam is without her friend, Amanda.  It’s been three years now since she left the valley. Miriam demanded Paul go look for her.  Paul still not caring for Angel at all argues over and over but finally gives in and goes to Sacramento to check the bordellos where he figures she is.

Next on to San Francisco.  Not really eager to find her.  What would he say.  He hated her.  He didn’t want her to come home.  But if he ever wanted peace from Miriam he would have to try to find her.

“Come to me, beloved.  Stand and come to me.”

Oh, if only Michael could walk down that church isle with her as she accepted Christ.  All because of him had she been able to come full circle and more.  Trusting her life now to the one true God.  Michael’s God.

After 6 month living with the Axles’  she finally knew what she wanted to do with her life.  Running in to Torie, one of the Duchesses’ girls, she knew right then and there that she wanted to help women like Torie, like herself escape that life of misery.

With Jonathans’ friends financially supporting her by buying a house by the docks her and Susanna moved in and started teaching and guiding and helping those fallen doves to find a new way of supporting themselves.

The house was filled with young girls wanting to learn and Susanna and Angel were great team.  Jonathan had not wanted this kind of life for his daughter but God had his plans and they were filled with joy helping women this way.  Getting them jobs and some even rose to become prominent members of the town.  Married with children and respected.  All the things Angel could have only dreamed of for herself.

God was working in Susanna life as much or more as He was in Angels.  ***



Get out of that Pit coming August 8th

I know we aren’t quite done with our 1st book of the summer reading.  I wanted to get you the information now so you will be ready.

490EUAB9Now I thought we would finish up our summer reading with another book.  Little different from Redeeming Love by Francine Rivers but with a similar message.  Angel carried around all her guilt, struggling to forgive herself for all that had happened to her in her life.  Like us, we too do that. Here is some straight talk about God’s Deliverance that is meant for us.  There is no one like Beth Moore to give us straight talk that speaks to our hearts.

I hope you will join me on Monday, August 8th.  I look forward to many replies and comments from you.

I have purchased several copies of the book for only $5.00 for those of you who live in SD area.  If you want a book and want to follow my blog just drop me a note and I will make sure you get a book.  Feel free to download it also and listen to it if you want.

Happy summer reading.  See you Monday, August 8 with the new book.

Rock of Ages 31

“Why do you torture yourself, Paul.”  Michael puts his hand on Paul’s arm.

That’s it.  He can’t stand it.  He wants Michael to take Miriam as his wife for recompense for what he did to Michael’s wife on the way to Pair-a-Dice.  If he stays here that will never happen.  He has to go to the mountain and pan for gold and forget all about Miriam.  He will sell his land and go.

“Go ahead.  Run away to your mountains and your gold panning.” Miriam stormed off.

How could he explain that this was for her own good.  Michael will soon forget Angel and then turn to Miriam and they will be happy together.

“Paul, Mama! Not Michael.” Miriam said with alarm.  Didn’t she know?

Everyone, even Angel, had thought Miriam was in love with Michael, not Paul.   If Paul loved Miriam too, then why was this happening?  Why would he leave?

“I think he might be going for the same reasons Amanda left Michael.  They think I love Michael”

Miriam remembered how bold and strong Angel was so she followed her heart and went to Paul’s home and refused to leave.  She was going to move in with him.  She will lay at his feet like Ruth of the Bible to Boaz.  He will come to know her intentions soon.  ***

Angel is repulsed when she hears a young girl cry from the next room.  Duke’s newest little Angel.  Duke decides Angel will be the Madam of the house but not until she is taught a lesson by offering her up to the world on a stage in front of the whole bar room full of men hungry for pleasure.

Oh, God if you are there, kill me!  Any way you want to do it.  Only do it.  Help me!

As terror rose in her throat, standing on that stage, Duke introducing her to those awful men she hear a voice:

Sarah, Beloved.  Be Still, for I am here. 

Wrock-of-ages-hymnhat do you want from me, Oh, God, tell me.

My will.

As she stood froze on that stage God told her to Sing.  Sing, beloved.

She heard Michael’s voice now from the past.

“Louder, Tirzah.  Sing as though you believe it.”  But she was afraid.

Did she believe the words of that song from the well that day her, Michael and Miriam sang them?

All eyes were on her, “Oh, God, make me believe.”  Someone began singing for her, picking up the words where she had left off.  As suddenly the words forgotten appeared to her.  The man helping her sing started towards the stage.  Turning towards the men he asked them why weren’t they home with their family.  He saw shame on their faces.  Many knew him.  He was the town banker.

Duke raged and started to slap Angel and the dark man came up behind him and said he would kill Duke if he touched her.  Duke left the stage and was never seen again.

“Would you like to leave, miss?”  Asked the man.

Jonathan Axle helped Angel, Cherry and the little girl next door out of that place forever and took them home to find new homes and a new life for them.  He and his wife and daughter shared the love of Christ with Angel and the girls.  Soon Angel was singing that same song in Church, Rock of Ages!

Angel realized that Duke had been afraid of God that night because God was ever present sending Jonathan Axle to rescue her and the two other girls.  God was very real now to Angel.

Duke vs God 30

“You have grown into a beautiful woman, under all that soot.”

said Duke back at his home while he starred at Angel as she was getting ready for her bath back in the old house.  She had to leave Virgil behind fearful of what Duke would do to him if she refused to come back with him.  She remembered Rab and Johnny.

“Michael, oh, Michael!”  He had fought for her in Pair-a-Dice but he wouldn’t be here to fight for her his time.

Michael woke up in a cold sweat.  Angel had called to him.  He had seen her in his dream, a fire and a dark figure walking through the fire to her.  He couldn’t shake this feeling.  He prayed.  Then he prayed again fervently.  He was full of fear for his wife.

Where was she?  How was she surviving?  Was she hungry? Did she have shelter?  How was she making her way alone?  Why didn’t she come back to him?

He trusted God to protect and guide him.  Why couldn’t he trust that the Lord would o the same for her?  Because he knew she didn’t believe.

That’s how we feel I think when our loved ones aren’t believers yet.  We trust God for our lives but what about those out there gambling with their lives?

“Michael, show me what to do.”  Angel couldn’t think.  She knew Duke would be back and knew he was very angry with her.  What would he do to her?

“Trust in the Lord.”  She could see him sitting before a fire, the Bible in his lap.  Trust in the Lord.”  he said again.

It had been three years since she escaped Duke’s grasp on her when she ran away with Johnny.  Duke took care of Johnny but she had gotten away.  Now here she sat, bathed and dressed in fine silk, eating and drinking milk once again in Duke’s grasp.

“Oh, Michael, I’m weak.  I’m so weak! I was right to leave you.  Look at me!  Stuffing myself on Duke’s food.  I’m selling my soul for a steak and a slice of chocolate cake when I swore I’d starve before I went back to my old ways.  I don’t know how to be good!  I could only manage it when I was with you.”

“What happened to my fine moral strength I possessed while I was with you, Michael?  It’s gone again.  I’m right back to being Angel.  All the space of a few short hours and one tray of supper.”

She closed her eyes.  God, if you are there, strike me dead.  Kill me so I won’t give in completely.  I haven’t the strength to fight this devil.  I haven’t any strength at all.

“By the way, Angel.  If your Michael comes for you, I will kill him the same way I killed Johnny.”  and “I’m going to make you watch this time.”

The nightmares, came one right after another, Johnny, the smell of ship, the docks and garbage, her mother.    Michael and Miriam in the field.  Michael turning away from Miriam and running towards Angel.

“No, Michael, go back! Don’t come near me.”  She knew if he touched her, the foulness covering her would cover him as well.  He came ahead.

“Oh, God let me die. Let me die for him.”    NO! came the soft voice.  Michael ran to her.  A small flame burned where his hear was.  NO, beloved!  Michael’s mouth wasn’t moving.  Then the flames grew larger and brighter, spreading until his entire body was radiant with it.  The light separated from Michael and came the last few feet towards her.  It was a man, glorious and magnificent, light streaming from him in all directions.

“Who are you?  Angel cried out……Who are you?”

Yahweh, El Shaddai, Jehovah-mekoddishken, El Elyon, El Olam, Elohim….

The man touched her and she felt warmth and love all throughout her body.  Fear dissolving away.  She looked down at herself and found she was clean and clothed in white.

“Am I dead?”

That you might live.   I am the way Sarah.  Follow me.

As she awoke she hear Dukes seductive words in the next room and a child crying.





You became hers…Dukes that is: 29

Michael didn’t even hear John ride up as he chopped wood like a crazy man.  John asked him why he didn’t swallow his pride and just go get her.  Michael assured him it wasn’t pride.

“Good sense.”  he told John.  John said “well then it was like Paul had said? “

John explained Miriam blames herself for Amanda leaving but Michael assured him it was that.  She even tried to get Paul to after her and bring her back.

“Paul never liked Angel”    What Michael, she Angel again to you?  Shame on you.

Mara, Amanda, Tirzah…Jesus, Jesus, Angel.  She had never trusted him enough to even tell him her real name.  Had he been thinking of her as Angel all along.  Was that why she left him again?

Oh, God, was that why you wanted me to let her go? ”  Why this way, why did you tell me to love her if you were only going to take he away from me?”

He raged at God and grieved for his wife.  He stopped reading his Bible.  He stopped praying.  He turned inside himself seeking answers.    He found non.  He dreaded dark, confusing dreams with forces that were closing in on him.

The still, quiet voice didn’t speak to him anymore, not for weeks and months.  God was silent and hidden, his purpose a mystery.  Life became such a barren wasteland that Michael could bear it anymore, he cried out.

“Why have you forsake me?”

“Beloved, I am always with you, even to the end of time.”  the answer came slowly, with the changing of the seasons.  9e1b7d85427094fde6db49ca50928b79

You shall have no other gods before me.

When have I worshiped any other god but you?”  In the calm that followed his angry torrent of words, Michael heard and finally understood.

YOU became hers.

Can you ever remember a time you worshiped someone.  Worshiped the ground they walked on?  Oh, I am sorry to say I have several times.  Like Michael I see it now.  Praise God, my eyes and mind and heart have now under stood how wrong that is.

Yet I wonder what else I might worship that is getting in my way of loving God completely?  How about you, friend?

San Francisco and every thing Angel had worked for over the past 6 months was burning.   There had been so little warning.  depression settled over Angel like a cold, wet blanket.  Now what was she going to do?

“Hello, Angel.  Its been a long, long time.”

Duke stood before her, his mouth curved in a deadly smile.

San Francisco Mrs. Hosea 29

n-w-from-kearny-market-st-in-19001The smell of the sea and garbage reminded her of the dock shack of her childhood.  It seemed a hundred years ago.  As she filled the void in her stomach she wondered about the one in her heart.

“I did the right thing leaving Michael.  I know I did.”

“Oh Mama, you were right about pain from love, it can make you want to die.”

That still small voice was back again,  over and over saying, “Live.  Keep going.  don’t give up.”

Yet walking for hours through this busy city she couldn’t help but feel like all she could do was to go back to what she knew.    Every time she passed a brothel, she knew she could walk in the door and have food and shelter.  She could have physical comfort.  All she had to do was sell her body again and betray Michael.

“He’ll never know, Angel.” The dark voice said.

What am I going to do?  God, I don’t know what to do!  “Go into that café and rest.” said the small quiet voice.

“Well, that does it Lord.  I am officially out of business”  said the café owner out loud as the cook walked out the door.

“Mister, you need a new cook,” Angel said with a dry smile. pushing her full plate away.

Angel was trying to take in the fact that she had work and a place to stay and that it had fallen right in her lap like a ripe plum from heaven.  How had it come about?

Virgil Harper there his head back and his hands into the air.  “Lord Jesus, I love you!”  I love you!  I love you!” as he jumped for joy with Mrs. Hosea as his new cook.


I would do anything for you, even leave. 28


On Christmas night she decided what she would do, but it was unbearable to even think of leaving him, of living without him.  She wanted to stay and forget the look in his eyes when he held Benjamin Michael.  She wanted to cling to him and bask in the happiness he gave her.

He had sacrificed pride to love her.  How could she discard his love.  If she stayed, Michael would remain faithful until he died, and that would be the end to him.  She couldn’t let that be.

When she heard John say how the town had grown and that Michael was going to go to town soon, she made her plans to go.  First one last night with Michael had to be special.  She asked him to take her up the hill to the top of the ridge and look at the stars.

Michael knew there was a strange uneasiness in the pit of his stomach.  something was wrong.tn_dancing_final

“I’ll do anything for you Michael” she said after repeating what she had heard him read in the bible once. “you shall have no other gods before me”.  She looked at him.  “None but you Michael Hosea.”

As she danced for him he knew.  “Amanda, why are you doing this?”   “God, why are you doing this to me again?  Do you give only to take away?”

Let her go, beloved.  Give her to me…. Michael, beloved.  Would you have her hang on her cross forever?”  “Lord if I let her go will I ever get her back?”  No answer came.

“What are you doing here?”  Angel was shocked when Miriam came through the door, explaining Michael had stopped by on his way to town to say that today was a good day to visit Amanda.

Angel told Miriam her plans, Miriam heartbroken pleaded with Angel but to no good.  Angel told Miriam she knew that she loved Michael and she wanted them to be together. oldphotosoffrontierlifeinthewestfrom1800s39

“You said you loved him, Miriam,  Then love him.  And give him the children I can’t.”

When Paul and Michael returned home, Miriam was waiting at Paul’s home to tell Michael Amanda had left on the Stagecoach.  But Michael said he wasn’t going to look for her this time.  Miriam sobbing Michael consoled her.  Paul felt a strong jealousy arise in him.

Wasn’t this what he wanted?  Michael and Miriam together and Angel gone?    So why was it he had never felt so alone in his life?   He could look on them holding each other even if this had been his plan.  It hurt too much.  He turned his horse away and left them alone.

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