June used to be known as the “wedding” month when a man and woman came together in holy matrimony, usually in a church, to demonstrate the God-given origin and covenant of marriage.
Our wedding, though not in June, took place on October 10, 1976, before 300 people at Harper Church. The wedding announcement stated: “We believe that the wonderful God of the universe has called us to serve him together in the beauty of holiness.”
Today the month of June has become “Pride Month” with numerous parades and celebrations around the nation. Some members of the current administration want it to become “Pride Summer.”
Pride is usually a sin.
The infamous meeting of global elites in Davos, Switzerland, just concluded. It’s easy to take lightly the WEF gathering of the rich, famous, and powerful due to their hypocritical use of private jets (over 1000 lined up on the tarmac) while promoting climate change hysteria.
But we mustn’t ignore their lust for power via globalism or one world government.
There were some other signs of lust in Davos–a huge uptick in “escort girls.”
Which brings me to the lie of a Strange Woman.
Margaret Irene Cookson, Shirley’s mother, passed away last night on December 6 at Hospice House in Tacoma, Washington. I spent two hours with her before she passed–thanking God that he would soon usher her into the arms of Jesus and a glorious time of reunion.
Mothers are the most important people on earth–imparting their lives and love to their children and extended family.
We miss you, Irene. But we know you’ve just experienced the greatest day of your life.
All because of Jesus.