HOW did it get to be August?  Thinking it over--there should be a scientific principle concerning the fact time seems to fly faster the older you are.  I often tell friends if you want time to stand still take a stint of sitting with a sick loved one in a hospital.  I PROMISE--IT CRAWLS!  Here we are in the beginning of August-ready or not.  This has been ONE HOT SUMMER!

I have found myself rising earlier and earlier.  The Wonder Dog looks at me as if I have lost my mind (have I ever had one?) , when I am coaxing him out of the bed for his first thing in the morning walk.  Trying to get my walk done before the sun comes over the tree tops in the east is my every day quest.  I still walk in with sweat pouring off of me.  Most mornings I am finished outside and in the house by mid-morning.  SO THANKFUL for air conditioning.  I remember those days pre-central air.  That made for LONG HOT tossing and turning nights.  Even the blessing of a fan only pushed around the muggy air.  NOT where I was going---I can ramble on--SORRY!

Although the meteorologist declare June 1 as the beginning of hurricane season, August brings the beginning of the really  BIG STORMS.  With today's warmer climate, the storms can last into October.  Two years ago we actually had local damage from a hurricane.  Usually we get some wind and lots of rain from the remnants of these killer storms, but this fast moving hurricane caused lots of local damage--here 300 miles from the Gulf.  

You have not lived until you get caught near the Gulf with one of these unpredictable storms headed toward you.  One vacation we found ourselves fleeing off the island in bumper to bumper crawling traffic all headed to safety.  We finally found shelter around 4:00 AM.  Think the Bates Motel---we were desperate for rest.  All because we were not listening for the warnings.

We live in an information age where ample warnings are given far in advance.  The mistake comes when we are tuned out and not taking heed of the danger announcements.  With today's technology, if you have an I Phone--you are going to be alerted.  This particular storm came before the advent of I phones and we did not turn the television on during the week.  NOT SMART--when on the Gulf Beach in the height of hurricane season.  It was a stark reminder of how we can stick our head in the sand and deny the presence of danger.  

There seem to be warning signs all around us of more than the weather.  Our society, nation, and world appear to be headed down the slippery slope.  It makes one wonder what it will take to wake us up to the road we are headed down.  Big Storms---KILLER storms are on the horizon.  Praying for us to look up and take heed.  It is never too late to change our course.

1 But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. 2 People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, 3 without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, 4 treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God- 5 having a form of godliness but denying its power.

II Timothy 3:1-5

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  1. These words in 2 Timothy resound most heart-wrenchingly true, Lulu. Not a day goes by when I don't think we could be entering end times, and my heart aches for my children and grandchildren that their imprint here on earth for God's kingdom might not have a chance at fruition.
    But God knows best . . .


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