Metamorphoses

The very first thing I did on my blog site … can you guess? I just changed the title to: metamorphoses. It had been Madame Butterfly for years, but Hubby pointed out the obvious or what not. But hey, I have my own story behind it. And yes, that’s the corny metamorphic story of the butterfly and how it relates to the making of my person. I don’t want to swerve away from the whole idea because, number one, I still like that corny story and I just love butterflies myself and I like my lady butterfly banner. MetamorphoSES for a title sounds like the best thing since sliced bread.

Do you know that this blog is 8 years old now? And, no more google, adsense Ads.  But hey, where did the years go. How did I get here? As the great Abraham Lincoln once said, “In the end, it’s not the years in your life that counts. It’s the life in your years.” As I turned, as what people say where life begins at … I am like really? I honestly get confused, oblivious of the years that passed me by, not sure how many candles to put on my cake. I will ask mom. But one thing for sure, life is good!

Life is indeed good … just turn your TV off! Right? I don’t know where to begin. One of the lessons taught in Sunday school was The Battle of Armageddon and the battle of the Gog and the Magog. Armageddon, the word itself conjures up scenes of vast armies, anguish, and extensive desolation. In the scriptures, you will find Isaiah saying the Lord will pout out war upon all the world; Jeremiah saying the same thing and speaking of these terrible things; Daniel saying so; Ezekiel saying so. We find Joel, Zephaniah, Zechariah, all proclaiming that in this last day, the day when the sun shall be darkened and the moon turned to blood and the stars fall from heaven, that the nations of the earth would gather against Jerusalem. All of them speak of it; and when that time comes, the Lord is going to come out of His hiding place.”

Mom shared about a horrifying speech posted on FB from a group I- cannot- speak- of which is somewhat a precursor to what Ezekiel prophesied on the battle of the Gog and the Magog. There are so many prophetic records by prophets from different dispensation, all from different books and prophesied by several prophets. The sequence of what comes first and of the final signs of the "end of the world" is still a blur. One thing for sure, as the Lord told Ezekiel “He would miraculously save His people from the armies of Magog so that all nations may “know that I am the Lord” (Ezekiel 38:23). I am just armed with my prayers and faith at this point and will continue to hold on to that moving forward… I have a 72-hour kit, too.:-)

So life is indeed good especially when you know whose side you’re on. Those who are still with us, we are triumphantly surviving it. We have survived havoc before our eyes including - the continual of end-of-the-world assertions, with exact dates and time even . How many end-of-the-world have you all survived? Our generation is one tough cookie, don’t you think? And oh, let’s just love one another. Let’s keep it simple.