Having written and sent out a devotional every weekday for the last 11 years has made the last two weeks a very interesting time. The messages have been prevented by Spam filters from reaching your computers since we purchased a new laptop, which runs Windows 7. Our mailing list is completely voluntary, of course, and only once over the years have we ever sent a devotional to someone without a request from either the recipient, or friends of the recipient (interestingly, the one person to whom we sent the devotional without request became one of my dearest friends). The filters don't know this, of course, and have been treating the Orange Moon messages as Spam.
Frances (a.k.a. "The Frances Brain"), after much time, diligence, and hard work, appears to have found the problem, and we think we're back up and running. I hope so, because I have been completely out of sorts the last few weeks. I really don't know how beneficial the messages are to those who read them, but I have realized in the last few weeks that writing them is one of the most important things in my life. I've often said that I write them to myself, and then let anyone who would like to read them look over my shoulder, as it were. When we realized that the devotionals weren't reaching you, I stopped writing them, and in spiritual terms, a big part of me stopped breathing.
Even more importantly, I felt that I lost a connection with a lot of people who mean more to me than words can say. You. Of course, I don't think for a minute that folks read every message we send out, and there may just be a few every now and then that you consider and in which you hopefully find a bit of benefit. But for me, there is something about writing and sending out the Orange Moon devotionals that causes me to feel the spiritual connection and kinship we have in the Lord Jesus. Again, I have no words for it. But it's very real, and tangible to the degree that I can feel it deep in the marrow of my bones.
In this week in which those of us in the United States commemorate a holiday called Thanksgiving, I have realized more than ever how grateful I am for all of you. Well, no I haven't really. Because I don't think I can measure the depth of such feeling and awareness for the gift God has given to me in your friendship and fellowship. So, with all my heart, I thank God for you. And I thank you.
"The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the communion of the Holy Spirit be with you all. Amen" (II Corinthians 13:14).
From His Victory,