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Matthew 25: 1-13 (Eugene Peterson’s The Message)

1 “God’s kingdom is like ten young virgins who took oil lamps and went out to greet the bridegroom. 2 Five were silly and five were smart. 3 The silly virgins took lamps, but no extra oil. 4 The smart virgins took jars of oil to feed their lamps. 5 The bridegroom didn’t show up when they expected him, and they all fell asleep. 6 “In the middle of the night someone yelled out, ‘He’s here! The bridegroom’s here! Go out and greet him!’ 7 “The ten virgins got up and got their lamps ready. 8 The silly virgins said to the smart ones, ‘Our lamps are going out; lend us some of your oil.’ 9 “They answered, ‘There might not be enough to go around; go buy your own.’ 10 “They did, but while they were out buying oil, the bridegroom arrived. When everyone who was there to greet him had gone into the wedding feast, the door was locked. 11 “Much later, the other virgins, the silly ones, showed up and knocked on the door, saying, ‘Master, we’re here. Let us in.’ 12 “He answered, ‘Do I know you? I don’t think I know you.’ 13 “So stay alert. You have no idea when he might arrive.”

Are you ready for Jesus?

Mama 2020

I Remember Mama In a Happy Way

On New Year’s Eve 1997 my mother called our house phone. I remember like yesterday sitting on the side of the bed speaking to her. Gilbert and I were preparing to go to watch night service at University Park Baptist Church. With great joy and enthusiasm I said, “mama  I will call you back.” How reasonable did that sound. We were preparing to go to “church” and I would politely call her back as promised. Little did I know that this would be the last time I would hear the voice of mother, Sarah Pollyanne Peacock Lewis.  

The the first day of January 1998 passed by, then the second day passed. I remember the telephone ringing about 2:35 in the AM of January 3rd, 2018. It was our neighbor Sylvia. She said, Barbara your mother is gone.” I said, “what?’ She said, “your mother is gone.” I said, “gone where?” She said she passed. I was like “oh no, oh my God.” Then Sylvia began to tell me what happened and that when the paramedics came they could not resuscitate her. She said, “can you call your sister Tabitha?” Of course I would. So in obedience, I called my big sister and repeated the words of our dear neighbor. “Tabitha, mama is gone.” I told her that paramedics could not help our precious mother. Tabitha said, “you just call them back and see what they can do?” And of course I followed the instructions of my big sister. 

Mama was surely at peace in heaven enjoying her journey.

Today marks 22 years since mama went home to be with the Lord. For years I longed to see her. I remember how I longed to see her in a dream or even in a vision, but nothing happened. Then I had a dream where I entered into a sitting area into a mobile home. Upon entering this living space I saw two ladies sitting on a long beige couch. In the dream I was so excited, I said to myself, “I finally have the opportunity of seeing our mother. I was ecstatic. As I approached the sofa I notice that the lady had on a little black scrunchy cap with the pleats in front like the one mama use to wear. With great joy I found my way over to the country sofa. Upon my arrival I reached for the hand of the lady sitting on the sofa, but to much dismay the ladies hands were not my mama’s. Boy, was I tremendously disappointed. I reluctantly touched her hand, then I immediately let it go, saying to her, “you are not my mother!” These were not the hands of our precious mother. After that dream I still desired  to experience a more accurate dream of her presence. Unfortunately, I never had a mother dream again until the wee hours of the morning today, Jan. 3rd 2020. 

Yes, I know 2020 vision may sound a bit cliche but I saw her more clearly in 2020 dream than in the 1998 one. Last night I finally began to settle down around 1:00 AM. After drifting off I dreamed that I was at the old home place in Bladen county. Our humble house was not painted, it just had the natural wood stained. Even though we did not have the modern conveniences of running water and an indoor bathroom, we did have Jesus. Our home was built by our grandfather, Richard Peacock. This farm home was on approximately 100 acres of land, had 4 bedrooms, a living room, dining room, kitchen; and a beautiful wrap around porch. In the dream this morning I remember mama in the kitchen preparing food. After her preparation, I would take the food and give it to our guest who were sitting in the rocking chairs on the front porch. I kept going back from the rugged porch to obtain food.  In the humble kitchen (with a wood stave and gas stove) Mama would load me down until my arms were overflowing and food was falling out of my arms. During the last trip I made in the dream, she said now go and do it. In other words go and do what God called you to do. Even now I can feel the encouragement in my spirit. I can hear her voice.  And  I say, “mama, I am going to do it to the best of my humble ability.” Thanks for the affirmation and the push. To God be the glory!

During devotion God led me to Deuteronomy 12. The Word in verse 1 informs us that there are statues and judgements (NKJV), rules, regulations and precepts (Amplified and The Message) that we must be “careful to observe,” in order to properly serve and worship God. Verses 2-3 inform us of things to “utterly destroy” in obedience to His command . Verse 4 lets us know what some of these things are; altars, sacred pillars and images. Okay I thought! But God began to break this down in a way that is applicable (reading chapter 12 and those following brings more clarity…I will keep reading…and no we are not under the law…but God is speaking).

As we prayerfully embark, emerge and travel into 2020 we must be mindful to leave past decades of baggage behind. In order to effectively travel into this decade internal and external cleansing, purging, and eliminating must occur.

All altars in the mind and self righteousness must be destroyed. All pillars of ideologies and private interpretations must be dispossessed. All images that satisfy the lust of the flesh and that please selfish ambitions must no longer exist. Yes, this is a tall order. But with the Spirit’s help all things are possible.

It is a process and will not happen instantaneously. He will guide the process and show the way of simplicity, decluttering, cleansing, yielding, belonging and not belonging, what to have and what not to have…letting go…. and let’s not forget resting.

Seeking Him leads to the path of sacred living that purifies the path for authentic service and worship. Enjoy the journey of 2020 and beyond.

With much love I pray, care and share #soulcare.