KICKIN’ THE BUCKET

By Anita Mondragon
 
How many times in your life have you felt like ‘throwin in the sponge’, giving up, ‘kickin’ the bucket’?  I know I’ve been there many times in the past.  
 
Life is hard when you try to do it all on your own!  That’s why Jesus said to cast all your cares on Him, because He cares for you!  He can do what we can’t do.  He can change an impossible situation into a beautiful thing!  He can bring joy into a sorrowful event.  He can comfort you when you are in despair.  


THE BOOK

By Anita Mondragon
 

11Then I saw a great white throne and Him who sat upon it, from whose presence earth and heaven fled away, and no place was found for them. 12And I saw the dead, the great and the small, standing before the throne, and books were opened; and another book was opened, which is the book of life; and the dead were judged from the things which were written in the books, according to their deeds. 13And the sea gave up the dead which were in it, and death and Hades gave up the dead which were in them; and they were judged, every one of them according to their deeds.…

Revelation 20: 11-13
 
 
When that Great Day comes, and You open all the books…

When You behold my deeds before You…will You give a long, sad look?

Will You see that I only thought of material things?

Like brand new cars, and diamond rings? Read more…



TALK TO ME

by Anita Mondragon

I woke up this morning in need of a conversation with the Lord! This remote learning, keep your distance, mask wearing confinement is really starting to EmojiEmojiEmojiEmojiEmoji bug me!

I said, “Lord, I wish You would talk to me like You used to…” Not one second passed, and I heard Him say, “I’m always talking to you, but you rarely listen!”

As I pondered His answer, I had to admit that He was right. I’m always too busy…too many distractions in this life! Read more…



HIGH AND LOW

By Anita Mondragon
 
I found myself deep in prayer a couple of nights ago.  Although I tried my hardest, sleep would not find me.
 
I was praying for a loved one.  I explained to God, (as if He needed me to) that I wanted this person to be brought back.  I, like Moses, entreated God to do whatever was necessary-but to please remember Mercy.  I said, “I don’t know where he is right now…but YOU do!”  I asked God to speak to him-to get through to him, even if he was drunk and higher than a kite.  Then I added, or if he’s at his lowest…deep in depression…in utter despair!


GONE…BUT NOT FORGOTTEN!

By Anita Mondragon
 
A small little embryo, just the size of a pea,
Not long ago sat on Jesus’ knee.
 
He told of the plans He had in store,
And the amazing life…just outside the womb’s door.
 
He said, “Son, you’ll be another Michael Angelo!
It won’t be long now, you’ll soon get to go!”
 
But mother was young and so afraid!
She ran to Planned Parenthood to abort this babe.
 
While in the womb, there was warmth and safety;
A tiny home where to reside.
 
Now, tiny limbs torn from their sockets…
Saline burns…no place to hide!
 
So, now for eternity, he’ll paint the skies,
And the bright yellow sun, as it starts to rise. Read more…


BUY NOW…PAY LATER!

By Anita Mondragon
 
“For God SO LOVED the world, that He gave His ONLY begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life.”  John 3:16

I have decided to follow Jesus…no turning back…no turning back! -Unknown

I received a catalog in the mail today…
YOU’RE PRE-APPROVED!  BUY NOW-PAY LATER The cover was striking!  It bore my name with some advice: Save your credit cards for other things – you’re pre-approved for ***** credit! There was also an ominous sticker below that read: LAST CHANCE:  We don’t want to bother you with unwanted catalogs.  This could be your FINAL CATALOG.  Please order TODAY to receive future editions! Payments as low as $20 per month.
 
Now, let me say…I’m not usually sucked in too easily by that kind of stuff, but it was packaged so attractively, and presented so well, that I have to admit…it looked pretty tempting! Read more…


THE MOUSE IN MY GARAGE

By Anita Mondragon
 
“There he goes!” screamed grandma as she lifted her feet high in the air.  We were sitting on the patio, enjoying our breakfast when a tiny mouse ran by our feet.  He was running as fast as the wind!  We didn’t see him for the rest of the day…he was in hiding.  “I think we scared him more than he scared us!” I said, with a chuckle.
 
We didn’t see hide nor hair of him for days.  Then one day, as I sat on the patio, deep in thought, he stuck his wee head out the side door of the garage.  Our eyes locked, and we stared at each other for some time.  He was the cutest, tiniest, little creature I had ever seen.  He was dark brown and had two shiny black eyes that never seemed to blink.  All by himself, he seemed so insignificant and harmless; but, my husband saw him and said we needed to get rid of him. Read more…


I DON’T KNOW YOU!

By Anita Mondragon
 
“Not everyone who says to me, ‘LORD, LORD,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. 22Many will say to me on that day, ‘LORD, LORD, did we not prophesy in your name and in your name drive out demons and in your name perform many miracles?’ 23Then I will tell them plainly, ‘I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!’-Matthew 7:21-23
 
You speak to me and call out my name when others are around;
 
In pious tones, you thank me that you’re not like those OTHER sinners…there…kneeling on the ground. 
But…I don’t know you. 
You’re self-righteous, full of pride…oozing with conceit. 
You’d never bow, or smite your breast; you’d never humbly entreat. 
No…I don’t know you. 
I called out to you for many years before you tried to do things your own way; 
Before you relied upon yourself, you heard the things I’d say… 
But…I don’t know you. 
You did things in my name, but they were done for YOUR honor and glory. 
Now, here you stand before me, telling me you’re sorry. 
But…I don’t know you. Read more…


SING YOUR PRAISE TO THE LORD!

By Anita Mondragon

I wrote this a few years back…
 
This morning, I stood at the open door of our house, seeing my husband off to work. As I waved and threw kisses, I noticed how crisp and clean the air was as I gulped in the goodness of God. The sun was just peeking over the horizon, and the distant farmhouse became a silhouette against the blazing orange! As if that were not enough for my eyes to behold, the birds in the near-by trees burst into song like a glorious choir. One lone Turtle Dove sat perched on the neighbor’s roof and began cooing his praise like a solo part. That’s when I was reminded of some verses in Psalm 150:1-6 They say:

Hallelujah!
Praise God in his holy house of worship,
praise him under the open skies; Read more…



APRONED WARRIOR

By Anita Mondragon
 
One day, while in prayer for my children, God gave me this poem.  I hope it encourages all of you “mamas” out there.  Never give up!  Keep on going to war and pray for your children!
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The most violent battles that are ever fought,
Do you know who fights them and when?
 
In history books, you will find them not,
For they’re fought by the mothers of men.
 
Not with tanks, guns, or swords
Like in wars of today; Read more…