Hi:
Thanks for your kind
words.
I am so sorry that you had such a bad
marriage. Mine was great. Things could have worked out
differently for me if Ed hadn’t prayed for a Christian
wife. The Lord does things right. I was planning to go to
college, not expecting to marry in my senior year of High
School. That took me by surprise. Therefore I didn’t pray
about it. We kept our marriage secret until I
finished High School, then instead of attending classes
at the Univ of Tenn, I worked in the bookstore and earned
my PHT, pushed husband through. Instead of studying at
UT, a little later on I read books out of BIOLA’s
Seminary Collection for 7 years. I would do it the same
way again if I had to. Ed got me an electric typewriter
and a sturdy desk first. Later, he got me several
computers. He never complained about my studying so much.
He was behind me 100% in all that I have done. A short
time before he died, he said, “I am going to die, and you
are going to get many rewards.” I couldn’t have done it
without his support. He is the one that took me to get a
Mac, and had the Apple Rep show me enough to use it
immediately to write my first book.
After the 3rd book and 2 or 3 other Macs,
he said, “You ought to be on the Internet, and signed me
up. That was quite a challenge. I had never heard of HTML,
and had to go on the Internet and search for the
information I needed to start my Web site a month later. I
learned just enough to do what I wanted to do. Now, with
another new computer, I’m having problems with my website.
Updated programs are not much like what I was used to. I’m
facing another steep learning curve. Someone suggested I
try Kompozer. It is a WYSIWYG HTML editor that can post to
the Internet. I managed to post my HTML document with the
HTML showing and the pictures missing. That might be one
of a kind. I have never seen that before on the Internet.
I’m still working on that problem.
Thanks for reminding me
of how they winnow barley, by throwing it up in the air.
That shows me why we are the barley harvest. The wise
virgins are 40 omers of barley going up in the air at the
Rapture. An omer is 1/10th of an ephah, which stands for the
church in Zech 5. I have a girlfriend in Pensacola that
calls me every evening to tell me where we will be tomorrow
in the countdown. We started this countdown with Omer 1 on
Easter. Ex_16:36 explains, “Now an omer is the tenth
part of an ephah.” Who would have thought that was something
we should know in the end times?
I wonder what Ron Reese
is thinking today, April 12. He wouldn’t listen to anything
about a shortened Great Tribulation before April 11.
However, Mat 24:15-22 says, “When ye therefore shall see
the abomination of desolation, spoken of by Daniel the
prophet, stand in the holy place, (whoso readeth, let him
understand:) 16 Then let them which be in Judaea flee
into the mountains: 17 Let him which is on the housetop
not come down to take any thing out of his house: 18
Neither let him which is in the field return back to take his
clothes. 19 And woe unto them that are with child, and
to them that give suck in those days! 20 But pray ye
that your flight be not in the winter, neither on the sabbath
day: 21 For then shall be great tribulation, such as was
not since the beginning of the world to this time, no, nor
ever shall be. 22 And except those days should be
shortened, there should no flesh be saved: but for the elect's
sake those days shall be shortened.”
I think the days of the Tribulation
will be 1260, from Pentecost, May 29, 2009, to Mid-Trib, Nov
8/9, 2012, plus 1040 to the Day of God’s Wrath, Sept 14,
2015 (Dan 8:13,14). That makes the whole Tribulation 2300
days (Dan 8:13,14)
Agape,
Marilyn Agee
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Hi Marilyn....I had to let
you know how great your post was to Mike W. There was so
much great information there, and it reminded me of how you
were before you began the days of your grief. The barley
harvest, including the counting of the Omer, leads to
Ascension day, which is represented in Acts 1:11 which was
10 days before Pentecost. You are so right about the things
in your posting today! The story of Ruth and Boaz is the
story of the "bride"...and it is all about the barley
harvest. The barley is winnowed by throwing it into the
air....but the wheat harvest, which follows the barley
harvest, must go through the "tribulum" in preparation. I
even tried counting the omer last year, but I'm not very
good at rituals...
Here is a great link of more details on this:
http://www.! loafofbarley.com/clue6ruthboaz.htm
I sympathize with your grief, Marilyn. But sometimes just
having that grief is such a blessing because you have
wonderful, treasured memories to look back on. I say this
because I was not so blessed. I endured 20 years of nearly
daily tears....and none of the beautiful remembrances that
you have. On the day my husband died, I got down on my knees
and thanked God for giving me my freedom. I should have run,
not walked, and spared my children of much grief as well.
They left as soon as they were of age, but they tried to
spare me details of things I should have known many years
before. Being with me tends to remind them of those days, so
they moved far away. They should have told me, but they
didn't. I found out many years later what was done. Since
then, I realize the importance of the truth in all
things.....but the blessing for me is that I have had so
much time a! lone to study the things of the Lord. Today, I
have few regrets....Romans 8:28...and we all know that one
by heart, I hope.
This information is not meant to induce sympathy for me. I
am a very contented woman today, and I feel I have "paid my
dues" in this lifetime. I just wanted anyone reading this
post to not endure a bad relationship no matter what the
reason. And I also wanted you to know there are worse things
than grief over losing one you love. I would much rather
have the wonderful memories that you have, with the grief,
than to be more content with being alone. Sometimes in life,
there are things worse than death......
Agape love,
Arlene