Good Morning Beloved

And I saw heaven opened; and behold, a white horse, and He who sat upon it is called Faithful and True; and in righteousness He judges and wages war (Revelation 19:11 NASV)

And He is clothed with a robe dipped in blood; and His name is called The Word Of God. (Revelation 19:13 NASV)

And on His robe and on His thigh He has a name written, KING OF KINGS, AND LORD OF LORDS. (Revelation 19:16 NASV)

     Traveling by air; boy have times changed. When I took my very first plane trip it was on Western Airlines (“the only way to fly” was their motto). I flew out  of San Diego Airport to Palm Springs to visit my Aunt & Uncle. Those were the days when my grandpa Smith could walk me right up to the fence and I would give him a hug, walk across the tarmac and climb the moveable staircase to the plane. The stewardesses wore mini skirts and were a size 2 or smaller! 
     My husband told me of his flight from San Diego back to Memphis where he was going to school when he was in the military in 1970. He sat in the car in the airport parking lot with his girlfriend at the time saying their goodbyes up until the very last second when he would sprint for the boarding area, ran down the breezeway and on to the plane just before they closed the door.  Not any more. 
     Today we are flying home from spending a lovely 4 days having an early Thanksgiving with our daughter and her family in Grants Pass Oregon. We flew in to Sacramento California, rented a car and drove the 5 hours to their home. It’s just easier and cheaper believe it or not. If you want to fly in to Medford, which is the closest airport, you have to take a plane to Phoenix then to Seattle then down to Medford or drive to Los Angeles, leave your car and fly in direct. Oy! It’s a “you cant get there from here” scenario.
     Now days we get to the airport 2 hours early. The world is such that we no longer have the luxury of an easy, carefree flight. We stand in line to check our bag unless, of course, we pack light which is NEVER my style. Hey, a girl needs choices, right? Then on to the majorly dreaded TSA inspection. When I say dreaded that is exactly what I mean since we are now of a certain age with various replaced body parts. My sweet husband has to practically disrobe these days due to the medical device in his chest. He can no longer be scanned. He has to get the full body pat down. I call it his free massage. 
     When we came home a month ago from attending my nephew’s funeral I had a definite “uh-oh” moment. He was being patted down,  which was expected, then I watched the agent go over and swab the gloves he used for the pat down. He was looking for gun powder residue. Well wouldn’t you know my brother’s hobby is reloading ammunition and we had been out in his shop and both of us hugged him goodbye! My face went white as that thought hit me that there may be powder traces on our clothing. “I look terrible in orange” I thought! How do we explain? Relief flooded me as the gloves came back without a trace. 
     This time I walked through and had to be X-rayed due to the fact that my titanium knee set the machine blaring.  Come to find out it wasn’t my knee but it was my hair clip and my underwire bra! Off I went to be properly inspected by a female agent who was highly professional but I couldn’t help but chuckle under my breath thinking she must be so tired of feeling up one more old lady (sorry if that offends it just crossed my mind). 
     As I was gathering my several bags, purse, blanket, jacket, cane and shoes I was feeling very put out. Man we have to go through so much! Flying really isnt a joy or any fun for the Beardens any more. Too much trouble. Why? Because people had their evil agenda to interrupt our world and set it spinning in a completely opposite direction. Evil reigns in this world and I was ticked off. I was mad, put out, uncomfortable, wanting to tell someone off for this mess human kind is in. Then I saw it on the ground a few feet in front of me; a shiny penny.  Totally out of place in the area. Looking around to see if anyone was watching, and they weren’t, I picked it up and tucked it safely in my pocket. As I did I took a minute to pray. I thanked God for the In God We Trust inscription on the front of that penny. I thanked Him that it was still there considering our legislature has all but wiped God out of our government. 
     Reminding myself that none of the evil happenings in the world occur without God’s notice I rested from the momentary temper tantrum in my mind. Times are changing. We are getting closer to the coming of our King to this earth; Jesus Christ Himself. He will come for His people on a white stallion ready for battle and put an end to this madness once and for all. How do I know? Because He said He would. Satan knows that too. Until then we will live our lives, travel by air inconveniently, be alert and aware of our surroundings, study God’s word, pray, attend church, be faithful and trust Him. Thank you Lord for always sending a penny to remind me that You have got this! ❤

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