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Trump spoke at a high school in Claremont, New Hampshire (November 11, 2023). Video posted over at The Liberty Tavern.

-4- Why do wait until we’re broken to go to the Lord? We offer Him the tattered remains of our broken heart, pleading with Him to heal it. We beg Him to fix our broken thoughts, our broken habits, our broken relationships. Not that we can’t go to Him with our brokenness. But, why we do we hesitate? Ignore? Make excuses for? I want to be so in tune with Him, so deeply connected to Him that whenever something or someone bumps me, I immediately reach for Him and tell Him I trust Him to make it right. No more waiting until I need to crawl to Him because I just can’t anymore. He doesn’t want this either. He wants us to immediately turn into Him, take refuge in Him, get our strength and peace from Him. Before another night of uncomfortable sleep passes, talk to Him. Nothing else will make sense, be made right or heal until we’ve confessed and surrendered. The Great Healer loves you so incredibly much. Trust Him to mend what’s broken.

-3- I went to see my chiropractor of 15 years. Goodness knows how many times I’ve limped into his office, he frowns while I tell him, “I know, I know. I just get busy. And I feel guilty when the kids need attention and who has the time and money and energy anyway?” It’s almost a routine. I slumped and stiffened as he worked on making corrections. After he was done he asked me, “Why do you wait until you’re broken?” His observation pierced my heart. And it felt like the Lord was asking me this Himself. I wanted to cry right there. I want to cry right now typing this!

-2- Between the twists, turns, ducking, and climbing during the cave tour, I messed up my lower back, causing extreme pain to manifest in my right knee. It was steadily getting worse, but I didn’t slow down. Acres to walk at the farm… standing for hours at different field trips… participating in a Civil War walking tour… taking the kids to a fall festival… baking all week before the neighborhood autumn get together… Then I took the twins to a Japanese festival at the botanic garden. My body finally succumbed to the constant push. I barely made it out the exit of my own accord. Almost immobile, I agreed that I could no longer ignore the warnings my body was screaming at me.

At the end of September we had the privilege of touring Marvel Cave in Branson, MO. The history surrounding the discovery and use of the cave is certainly fascinating. Apparently Osage Indians were terrified of the cave, referring to it as the Devil’s Den because they didn’t understand the noises and smells coming out of the sinkhole. Kinda like a teen boy’s bedroom. The Indians didn’t know it was simply bat noises and bat guano that filled the cave. Having done the tour, I can now identify the smell coming from our teen boy’s bedroom. You guessed it: bat guano! Just kidding. It’s hamster guano. As we toured the cave we did indeed find ourselves marveling at the beauty of weathered rocks and formations, an incredibly deep cavern, tiny water feeders, and the unique and sounds. We were reminded in a deeply, tangible way that God’s beauty knows no bounds.

Courtesy @Patience 2.0

Trump's Rally in Hialeah, Florida posted at The Liberty Tavern.

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