Another brother and friend has departed for home.
His strongest trials now are past, his triumph has begun.

It’s days like this that I can listen to Angel Band over and over again.
“The Holy ones, behold they come, I hear the noise of wings
O bear my longing heart to Him who bled & died for me
Whose blood now cleanses from all sin and gives me victory”

This rendition by The Stanley Brothers is the version all others are measured by.

A prayer from Scotty Smith expressing faith and trust in the Jesus who won our salvation to care for his own in our day-to-day battles as well.

The Lord saves not with sword and spear. For the battle is the Lord’s. (1 Sam. 17:47)
This is what the Lord says to you: “Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God’s.“ (2 Chron. 20:15)

Lord Jesus, with you fighting our battles, faith, hope, and love are the order of the day—not fear, anger, and despair. We are especially grateful you fought and won the most important conflict we’ll ever face—the war for our hearts and our eternity.
The Gospel is the end of the war between us and God. As rebels, we’ve been reconciled to Abba, Father. As independents, we’ve been adopted into a big grace-family. Jesus, you are the author and perfecter of our faith—our “wisdom, righteousness, holiness, and redemption” (1 Cor. 1:30-31). Thank you!
Your cross was our Judgment Day, your return will be our Wedding Day, and your present enthronement is our Peace for Every Day. Surely we can trust you in every other battle we face, this side of life in the new heaven and new earth.
Keep giving us faith-pebbles for real Goliaths. When we forget the battle belongs to you, quickly bring us back to worship expressing itself in trust, and faith expressing itself in love (Gal. 5:6). So very Amen we pray, in your loving and triumphant name.

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I read something somewhere a week or two ago (I certainly didn’t dream it) that mentioned that mobile phones do not turn up in our dreams.
I dream a fair bit, I’m using a mobile phone (a lot) and I couldn’t recall one ever turning up in my dreams. Land-line phones are sort of included in this as well.
One of the articles I read referred to a study that mentions some people have had phones in their dreams, “2.6 percent of men and 3.5 percent of women actually have seen their phone in their dreams, for the most part as a communication device on which a loved one who has passed on is reaching out to them.”
Communication on a mobile phone would also seem different to a situation where the phone is more of an object, like when the phone is dropped and broken or lost.
If you look around on the internet you’ll find more than a few webpages that offer interpretations of dreams involving phones, so maybe their incidence is increasing as people spend more and more time with them.

Many will say that they’re happy there is really a place where they can escape from mobile phones, but it interests me that a device that takes up so much of our waking hours is yet to take over our sleeping hours.

And yeah, the post title was the closest I could get to “Do Androids Dream Of Electronic Sheep”

Solveig Leithaug and Cindy Morgan sing an ethereal version of an ethereal song, Poor Wayfaring Stranger.
We gave thanks today for the life of another wayfarer; and gave thanks that she is a stranger no longer, having been welcomed home.

I’ll soon be free from every trial,
This form will rest beneath the sod;
I’ll drop the cross of self-denial,
And enter in my home with God.
I’m going there to see my Saviour,
Who shed for me His precious blood;
I’m just a going over Jordan,
I’m just a going over home.