Are You a Prepper for LIFE? I Mean, the REAL LIFE?

I’m a prepper, she’s a prepper, they a prepper, we a prepper, you can be a prepper too!! 

But really, I’m a virgin “Prepper!”

A few years ago, there was this television series called “Preppers”.  Cool show, right? People in the USA, and even other places in the world, felt impending doom. As a result, they began to prepare for the worst possible scenarios. Many dropped out of the “grid,” municipalities, as in, electricity, water, social media, or any place where they thought the government could trace them out; find them. You talkin’ ’bout incognito, some were so determined to become self-sufficient, they even made their own gas! HOW DARE THEY!! Really, I was impressed with that feat.

ME? That kind of prepper? No way! I want my electricity. I need it!

In 1989, when Hugo, one of the worst hurricanes to hit our coast, we were without electricity for nine, count it, 9…whole…days…and nights. I never want that to happen again! Now, don’t get me wrong, I like grilled stuff, sandwiches, and can food, but enough is enough already!

person grilling sausage and meat

Enough of the grilled food!

In that same year, we had moved back to the “farm,” my parents’ farm. I became sick soon after. (What I had is another story.) As I prayed, I felt lead to delve into  food. Now this was before the internet became big. And what I learned about our food is also another story. But, I began to slowly garner the truth that in order to heal, get better, become healthier, I needed to doctor myself with nutrient dense food. So, my husband, Homie and I went back to our roots of growing up on a small farm with a huge garden next to the yard; step out of the yard and into the garden.IMG_0466

We didn’t consider ourselves preppers or hippies, as some people now refer to gardeners as, or even farmers. But we began to grow backyard fowls, vegetables, and I began to research what was wrong with our food. 

So you may be wondering why I’m writing an inspirational, spiritual blog about prepping, food, virgins, and sickness, well, here goes…

One day, in the garden, after watching many of the “preppers” programs on television, I wondered if we were considered preppers. I laughed, knowing my need for electricity, air conditioning, heat, and my electric stove. However, that thought took my thoughts into a spiritual direction, a Biblical direction, in point, to the scriptures Read More


The night I tripped over my own throw-down-gauntlet, and fell into an ocean of power I never knew existed!

It was a cool night; mosquitoes gone for the season, the stars were shining brightly from an ebony sky I could only partially see through the darkened pine needles, like sketchy, thin lines, from the plethora of sapling pines caging my home into a mini-forest. As I gazed upward, a swirling cauldron of discontent, pain, confusion, and drama queen me-ism, I yelled out to God. That was where I was told He lived, so I hurled my quivering voice out and up to Him because I meant He would hear me. I was strong. I was powerful. I had controlled my destiny…until I tried to become a church go-er, that is.

You see, I wasn’t raised in a family that attended Church on Sundays. Moreover, the only times I had been in a church building was at the funerals of the deceased on either one, or the other sides, of my parents’ large families; twelve children on my daddy’s side, and ten on my momma’s side. Yeah, they were that big, so somebody was dying all the time.

As a junior in high school, I went with a friend to my first “real” church service. Not impressed, I felt no need to return for more. Needless to say, I was horribly ignorant about “church,” what it was, and was about.

two person standing near white church

country church

Not to bore you with details, let’s fast forward to me as a young wife and mother who began to cautiously attend church with my mother in law—mostly to please her, ignorant that I was entering into a new, bizarre, world where I would encounter beliefs, characters, and a way of life that would upend my way of thinking, more times than one.

On this occasion, when I threw my gauntlet down, I had tried and failed to blend in with the “Godly” crowd, you know, wanting to be one of them, yet, mostly ignorant on how to “act” like one of them. I knew I was a sinner and actually didn’t mind sinning. Go figure. However, this testament,

man sitting facing fire in pot during night

Into the fire!

is not about those church members, whom I still dearly love, or my sin.

It’s about the night I threw my gauntlet down before an Almighty God. Ignorant…all the way through! You can smile here, I do.

That night, the stars shinning, at my wits end, struggling to comprehend why my life was falling apart, I became impertinent with Jehovah God. I wholeheartedly flung His word back at Him. I had previously read this, which started it all: And if you worship God, you must worship Him in spirit and in truth. What?? Whew! That kept me up at night. You see, I was terribly vulnerable, out of my fishbowl and falling into a world I knew nothing of. It was sort of the old adage, “out of the frying pan and into the fire” thing; my life, the frying pan, and God, being the fire.

Desperate, confused, gazing up into the starry night sky, I said, “God, your word—I had learned at church that the Bible was God’s word—says that if I worship you, I have to do it in spirit and in truth. What in the world does that mean? I don’t know what “the spirit” means. And I certainly don’t know what truth you’re talking about. All these denominations, Christian sayings, do this, do that, and, the implied one, you’ll get there by becoming more like me. Yeah… Okay…

And then…that starry, cool night…I heard something. It startled me. Now, I don’t know which side of the “hearing from God” thing you fall on, but all I can tell you is what happened that night as I gazed through the pines needles at the blinking stars, and let you make your own assessment. A voice spoke in my left ear. It very cordially, but succinctly, said this: “You don’t know what you are asking.”

Oh yeah, God? So you want to have a conversation, huh? Then, my bold, ridiculous self said, “Maybe I don’t, but YOUR word, YOU said I have to worship you. And not just worship you, but worship you in SPIRIT and in TRUTH. So how can I worship you if I don’t even begin to understand what that means?”

There! I think I’ve gotcha, God!

No! I did not.

The conversation ended. Or, so I thought. But the ocean was calling naive me. Over the coming weeks, months, and even years, as I continued to read the Bible, I was lead to the life of one man. He was quite the character; a man of many talents; unique in his soulful, dynamic, and urgent belief, faith in God. He was a man of anointing, power from God; a man men followed, women loved; a man terrible, fierce in battle, yet gentle enough to swoon people, make demons flee with his music and prose.

As I learned of him, I began to know him as a man my own heart could love, follow. Apparently, God felt the same, as He said this man was a man after His own heart. Yes, you know whom I’m talking about; King David. I bet you thought it was Jesus? Well, Jesus is for another story. Ummm, maybe God was warming up my heart?

Let me say this: Becoming immersed in King David’s life, I became immersed in a power I never knew existed. I feel this same power as I write this. God was with King David, and so were His Word and His Power. David loved God and worshiped God from his heart. He danced out of his clothes before the Ark of the Covenant. He stood up for God, and God empowered David for the people of Israel, even though David was not always perfect. The psalms he wrote, the battles he fought, his life’s endeavor to serve God by serving His people, were all King David’s way of worshiping his God, whom he loved from his heart. His truth, which kept him in God’s destiny for him…? King David wholeheartedly knew and believed that God was the only God, the eternal God who created heaven and earth; the only God who should be revered, feared, loved, and believed in…God…Jehovah. Jehovah, the multifaceted one, the multiplier, many breasted, supplier, peace creating, one. I could go on and on here.

ancient antique armor armour

Challenging God

I threw down MY gauntlet of truth on Jehovah God that cool, starry night. But, in stepping forward that night, tripping over my gauntlet, I fell into an ocean called the Bible, the Word of Almighty God, Jehovah Jireh our Provider.

God, Jehovah, my heavenly Father, that night did not get angry with me. He waded me into His ocean of truth, His ocean of power, and taught me the meaning of worshiping Him in spirit and in truth by the example of a man that lived thousands of years earlier. When I think of King David, I still feel the power that surrounded him because of his worship, love of God, and living out his life as God’s servant.

Want to feel that power? Then begin to, in your heart, acknowledge Him as Jehovah God. Tell God you love Him. Now worship Him, our heavenly Father, in your spirit and in the truth that He is Jehovah God and besides Him there is no other God. When you do, you will begin to feel the power of His love. You see, He loved King David. He loved me that starry, cool night when I threw down the gauntlet of my truth. He taught me His truth and true nature of love. Now I know. And so do you. So my friends, let us worship Him in spirit and truth.

Hope you enjoyed my “test”amony!

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With love and inspiration from the Homestead,

Della


Up To Down Leadership

I have to begin by saying I have always been baffled by the term “leadership.” Now I know what leadership means, of course, and have been beneath a person’s leadership…maybe even many people.

But what makes a leader and what or who gives them a place to lead? What makes people follow some more than others?

There is a plethora of books on becoming a leader…on leadership, in all sorts of areas of life. But what made me begin to understand real leadership was something one of the greatest leaders the earth ever brought forth had said.

Jesus said: For even the Son of Man came not to be served, but to serve… (Matthew 20:28 NIV)

Now, I believe Jesus was the son of God, the living word of God, and God in the flesh. So, with that said, then it was God who really came into the world to serve humanity. He was literally…a servant. So, if He, God Jesus, was a servant, how could He be the supreme leader of all things leadership, everything natural and supernatural? There are leaders and followers, right? Right!

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Do You Think Your Little Ray of Sunshine Could Change the World?

And a Small Child Shall Lead Them

Having childlike faith is not always easy, but it is possible with the right inspiration!

I got my inspiration from our granddaughter as she grew in the first year of her little life with us. Of course, I shared it with Homie (Boyce) first because I was so excited by this new revelation!

Now, I want to put it in writing form and share it with you all!

Before our granddaughter, Boyce and I always prayed for our children. When they became teenagers and began dating, we started praying for our grandchildren too. This may seem strange, since we didn’t have any at this point. But looking around us in today’s culture where children were born outside the boundaries of God’s perimeters, the ones He set in the beginning with the first marriage of a man and a woman, Adam and Eve, to single moms and even single dads, worried us.

From our own teenage days, we understood how children wanted to be accepted by the culture they were growing in.  In this culture, I’ve known single girls as young as 13 begin having babies with different fathers. This wasn’t accepted as the norm in mine and Boyce’s day.  Most of the people we knew were married, for better or for worse, before children.

This is no judgment from me on anyone because I know I’m just a sinner saved by grace, like everyone else.

My testimony and revelation today that I am sharing with you are not about that, but about our granddaughter!had 2

Boyce and I prayed for our children that they would not have children until they married and were ready.  The years went by and finally they were married, but we had been praying for our grandchildren all that time too; so many prayers.

I was with my daughter and son-in-law when our granddaughter was born. I saw her lifted up the minute she came into our world and the doctor laid her on her mommy’s tummy. When she was face to face with her mommy, she smiled. Read More


Do You Have a B.C./A.D.Kind of Christian Life?

In John 15:5 Jesus said, “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me, and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me, you can do nothing.”

grape cluster

We need to grow and mature to become a branch strong enough to produce fruit and hold it in place to ripen and be available for food. Now, the life of a Christian can be a long one, or a short one, but no matter, we are still grafted into him, and as such, our time here is in Jesus and he in us.

So, in Jesus, as a Christian, do you have a B.C./A.D. kind of life?

If you don’t know or remember what that is, as the term is very seldom used these days, because a lot of people are trying to avoid the name of Jesus, admitting he is the son of God, what A.D. and B.C. mean, here is a shortened version of it.

A.D. stands for anno domini, Latin for “in the year of our Lord,” and specifically refers to the birth of Jesus Christ. “B.C.” stands for “before Christ.” The B.C. years before Christ was born are counted backwards starting with 1, and the years after his birth are counted forward.

In the early Middle Ages, there was a problem when to celebrate Easter. In A.D. 325, they decided it would fall on the first Sunday of the full moon following the spring equinox. But then in A.D. 525 a monk, Dionysius Exiguus created the A.D. system around Jesus Christ. And it began to take hold from there until now.

And isn’t it a parallel to what our lives as Christians should be? Read More


From Pollen to Perfection

The Perfect Food That Never Runs Out


Consider the lilies… They don’t toil, but God grows them and clothes them in beauty.

In considering that God’s creation is behind every cycle of life, I often think on these scriptures, written in RED, meaning Jesus spoke them.

Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. Luke 12:27 (KJV)

In considering the lilies, we have to go deeper than their perfection. What else does the lily have? Smell? Yes. The pleasure of their beauty? Yes. Do they have something greater…pollen?

red lil

Homestead lily

Jesus said for us to consider the lily. It neither toils nor spins, and yet God provides the lily a season: the right conditions to grow, good soil, water, and sunshine. Happily it shoots its green blades up and out. Next, the stem bolts up, and the bud forms on top. Lastly, in the cup of their blooming splendor, perfection, lies the crumbly purity of yellowish pollen. The wind swirls down into that cup of beauty, pollen moves up and out into the air. The bees dive into its cup for perfect pollen, collect it, and take it to their hives, their homes, and turn it into perfect food, honey, a perfect food that does not go bad.

Wow! Let us consider the lilies more deeply now, and parallel it with the fact that without pollen food can’t grow. So, pollen is auspiciously linked to our food and the bees’ food; plus, food for the rest of life here on earth.

Consider the lilies… Jesus is telling us to think about the lilies, how they grow and are much more than beautiful characters in their environment. Think on how they interact with that environment. Lilies are not just perfectly beautiful and unworried, but they serve a much greater purpose. They freely, with an open cup, serve up pollen for their environment. Pollen is life from within. A necessary ingredient for perfection.

In considering the lilies….from pollen to perfection, which is honey, I am reminded of another perfect food: manna, the pure food of the Bible, and what it too stands for…life. What is that one perfect ingredient for life? Read More