Author: mygodroom

Adopted by The King and this is where I share some of my most precious experiences with Him.

Open Guard: Distance Management

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For several years, anytime a word pops in my head, I just Google “XYZ word in The Bible”. It’s been a fun way for the Holy Spirit to teach me.

It’s been super interesting to search His Word for jiu-jitsu terminology.

There’s a quiet wisdom in learning how far to stand from the world and how close to stand with God.

The Bible may never use the phrase “distance management,” but its pages are filled with lessons on when to draw near and when to step back.

Jesus Himself modeled this perfectly.

He loved the crowds—but often withdrew from them. He walked with twelve—but shared His deepest moments with three.

And when He needed to hear the Father clearly, He went alone to the mountains to pray. (Luke 5:16)

Distance, in His hands, was not disconnection. It was discernment.

Proverbs offers practical balance applications.

All relationships have a rhythm, even friendship. Love tends to breathe best when there is space for oxygen between hearts.

Abraham was called to leave his homeland so that he could find his promise. (Genesis 12:1)

Paul wrote of being “separate” not to reject others, but to protect holiness. (2 Corinthians 6:17)

Proverbs 4:23 tells us,

Maybe distance management is simply what heaven calls balance—the rhythm of approach and retreat,

The gift of meekness is separate from the holy art of knowing when to speak and when to stay silent,

Conversely, there are times to be in crowds and opportunities to slip away to pray.

Seems in jiu-jitsu, you learn that distance determines control.

Too close and you’re vulnerable. Too far and you lose connection.

But the right space—disciplined, measured, and aware—creates strength, peace, and posture.

So maybe “distance management” is not about walls at all.

It’s about alignment.

Keeping God close, keeping peace within reach, and keeping chaos far enough away that it cannot pull you off balance.

Maybe there were several reasons Jesus had me doing cartwheels at 57 all summer. I always felt it was to encourage others and make them smile. They made many people smile in many different places.

In this moment, it feels like they also served to remind me when I am in balance with Him, anything is possible. That’s how it feels today.

Thank you, Jesus. I sure do love you. Today has been a big moving day for the store and Your moving my perspective is everything in this moment.

I See What You Did There #ISWYDT

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Wowza! Praise God for weaving His fingerprint through every number and every nudge. It’s going to take writing this out to get to the first time I ever wrote it in my Bible. The Lord took me straight back to Blue Ridge and how He revealed Himself on 2/3/23 with such power.

I am in complete awe. #ISWYDT

Yesterday, I had an unusual nudge to study “birthday scriptures”. That said, I have not had time to write out the gist of the lesson from my 1:21 and Mark’s 8:19 verses. Only when and if He directs that step do I take it. Suffice it to say there was a ton of meat and honey and much to digest.

In the wee hours today, I was called to calculate our mathematical birthday date difference, “to the hundredth”. It was clear that precision was the point. For almost seven months a year, my age sounds four years older. Precision required me to enter the dates into an online calculator.

Mark and I share a precise age difference of 3.58 years. Of course it is exactly 3.58 years!

The LORD whispered Lamentations 3:58 four days ago to me by making me “consider the source”. How awesome there is only one chapter 3 in the entire Bible with a verse 58. Again, precision. #ISWYDT

This type of confirmation is exciting in and of itself. Imagine feeling that type of a spiritual surge hours before you typically wake.

Wee hour awakenings are unique. There are time he wakes me at 4 am and keeps me up all day. This morning, I crashed hard. Mark knew it and he knows why I now sleep like a baby with My God Pillow.

Thank you, Jesus, for making me write it down two weeks ago today!

When I woke for the day ahead, my son had already left for his job. If Blake were home, I would not have sung to Mark from the balcony. I am to keep that “balcony” reference, as Mark will remember the playful silliness of the day when I shared the song on my heart.

I shared how the Holy Spirit demanded precision on our age difference and it was EXACTLY 3.58 years. Mark remembered us sharing my last post about Lamentations 3:58 this week. I spared him my “plumb line” lesson when he asked about a tape measure. But, that’s what the spirit put on my heart.

Regardless, Mark knew I was giddy as he left to open the store.

I retreated to our bedroom to hang out with my other husband. I opened my Bible to the beginning of Ezra. My handwritten notes were a blessing from Him. In the last two months, I’ve written several related posts I think the most recent one is “Holy Spur” about how God used a pagan king for His purposes.

Joe Rogan may or may not appreciate being in my prayers as I considered how God clearly used Cyrus.

#Yessir! a#ISWYDT

The opening flip to Ezra was beautiful. Still, I had to “flip forward” and the section of pages landed in the heart of Isaiah 30. Wowza!

I still wasn’t to the small book of great Lamentations! The next section flipped to Jeremiah 31, the photo I shared at the beginning of the post. The surge of 2/3/23 is still buzzing in my spirit as I type from my phone.

Of course He landed me in Jeremiah 33:3 before getting me to Lamentations! He is nudging me to note my study Bible at home is an NIV Life Application Study Bible.

It reads “and show you great and unsearchable things you do not know”. #ISWYDT #YESSiR

Divine Humor strikes again! It feels like a Holy “Hide and Seek”game. Some folks bash the NIV Version. I study from several other versions but this is like pouring kerosene on a raging fire! Looking at images of scripture, the nudge to use the “one with hands” was powerful.

That’s exactly what He has done, is doing and will always do. God always listens when we call. The trick is for us to listen to what He says.

Father God, this has been such a joy today, to worship you in spirit and truth. Thank you will always fall short. Thank you for expanding my territory and answering my husband’s prayer. I feel like I keep winning the spiritual lottery with you. I love the work you give me.

When you gave me the assignment of 31 Mats for Jesus, Joy-Jitsu & Joe Rogan, I didn’t question it. Thank you helping me get 31 ready to edit. I hear your call to the expand the 31 to 40 Mats. Thank you for redirecting my steps. Thank you for giving me Lamentations 3:58 so poetically and profoundly.

What an amazing episode in my story with you! Of course you love Numbers.

From the depths of my very soul, I love you. I pray sincerely for all your children to answer their calls. In Jesus mighty name, Amen. 💜✝️💜

All the numeric breadcrumbs leads back to You, Your Word and Your Way, Yahweh!

“I see what You did there.”

Holy Patterns and Presence

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I just posted “I See What You Did There #ISWYDT and brought lunch to my husband. Sitting in the shop, I am being completely dazzled by the realization we are approaching three years since the Holy Spirit visited me in Blue Ridge Georgia on 2/3/23.

I just googled and confirmed it was the first Friday of February. The first Friday in February is also National Wear Red Day (heart disease in women) and National Bubblegum Day.

I have survived 57 years of not knowing about either of those First Friday remembrances. I am far more drawn to study First Fruits like Easy Torah explains in this link .

Heaven help me, I can’t locate the story in My God Room. Okay, breathe in “Yah”. Hold. Exhale on “Weh”, slowly. Repeat.

The shortest version possible is that I was on a mission to complete the Boss Mull Family Book, The Holy Spirit planted a powerful seed when I took my husband to Blue Ridge in December 2022. I was nudged hard to correct errors on Ancestry.com and similar sites and provide every family member an accurate digital book of our extended family.

Uncle Dan never celebrated his 57th Birthday.

My assignment was to trace all twelve branches and get approval from the eldest in each branch before sharing the project results. This particular trip was for final edits. I made arrangements to stay at my cousin Marcia &Doug’s home, followed by two nights at Don & Jode’s.

Their dad, Dan Mull, was shot and killed August 20, 1975. I had my dad with me another 34 years before he also went to heaven on August 20, 2009.

I just realized ten days later, my cousins are reminded they lost their brother, Roger, August 30,2001.

Grateful in this moment for Facebook. Something about re-reading the post took me right back to Don & Jode’s guest room. I remember questioning the compulsion to go to my car and grab my Bible. It was late and my cousin has roughly 17 years on me. In my flesh, I would NEVER risk setting off an alarm or waking up such gracious hosts.

Yet, when the Holy Spirit told me to “put on your boots” and trek out to my car in the freezing cold, I was obedient.

What transpired for the next few hours was beyond other-worldly.

That morning’s words—Revival, Redemption, Reconciliation—became a thread that pulls through every “23:23” verse in Scripture.

This is like PTSD in reverse. I am back in their guest room, completely undone in the best of ways. I pray that makes sense to even one person reading this post.

Across the pages of Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, and Matthew, a hidden rhythm emerges:

He goes before.
He speaks.
He protects.
He holds us accountable.
He honors courage.
He values truth.
He draws near.
He exposes betrayal.
He fulfills.

It is the same voice that said, “Go to your room.!!!”

Each “23:23” verse held confirmations of that night’s message. They are proof of divine repetition: God doesn’t just speak; He echoes through time.

Super powerful is the only 23:23 in the New Testament. In awe, I remain.

Together, they form a circle of Presence — the living message of 2/3/23—echoing to the recesses of my heart.

Thank you, Jesus! You put the pen in my shaky hand that night. Woe to the scribes and Pharisees, indeed. I see what you did there. #ISWYDT Or, more accurately, my vision continues to improve, thanks to you. I love you.

Melody and Harmony

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I love, love, LOVE when God shows off , especially in our store.

A gentleman walked in with a kind face and a sweet spirit about him, just looking for a particular flavor. That’s all it takes sometime—a spark — and before long I was captivated into hearing tons of cool stories.

I thought I was a music buff. I am, but Kevin is a musical maestro.

I heard stories about how he moved here from Louisiana 42 years ago, though he was adamant in telling me he kept his house in Louisiana, too. He lived in John Prine’s guest house for a year and a half after moving up to Nashville. It makes sense to me those two were as tight as he described.

It was easy to imagine the John at his prime, helping Kevin with his dog at the vet. The way Kevin shared it, he couldn’t read English or sheet music when he moved here. Ronnie Milsap hired him because he read “music by number” and was incredibly forthright in his opinions. He also worked with Sister Hazel and Martina McBride.

Kevin told Ronnie a song wasn’t very good in how it laid out the guitar! He didn’t even realize Ronnie Milsap was blind when they first met.

He told me he’s Cajun through and through, laughing as he described his dog’s name — “Fido,” spelled P-H-I-D-E-A-U-X — because in his words, “I speak 1800s French English”, or something to that effect.

I shared my a bit about my “Loosy-Anna” soul sister, Cassie and my pronouncing “Metairie” incorrectly in Louisiana. He got a chuckle out of it. We talked about marriage, kids, and the funny ways life circles us back to the people and the places we’re meant to meet.

At exactly the moment he was getting ready to leave and I welcomed Miss Patty with my usual smile.
Without missing a beat she returned the smile and said, “You’ll let anybody in here!”

That’s when it hit — she and Kevin were family. Her brother-in-law. They hadn’t seen each other in nearly a year, even though they live just ten minutes apart.

God had other plans today — plans that included a little vape shop, a Blonde Polish Chick and Cajun Kevin and Patty sharing a copious amount of laughter. His ways are higher than ours, always

Because that’s how He moves — through the smallest moments that somehow feel orchestrated, the way only He could.

Thank you, Jesus, for orchestrating this day so beautifully. I sure do love you!

Father and Son

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Yesterday will stay with me for the rest of my life.

An older gentleman came into the shop—familiar, but I couldn’t place him at first. Later he reminded me we had talked once before, “for about an hour.”

I smile-giggled and told him that sounded about right.

But this time he wasn’t the same. Grief hung on him like heavy air. After helping another customer, I walked over to check on him, and he told me what no parent should have to say: his son, Brady, had died the night before.

Brady served in the Air Force. The family doesn’t yet know how or why. Another son, Cody, was with him in the store. The dad is Mister Brett.

I don’t remember deciding to move; I just found myself walking around the counter and wrapping him in my arms. The moment he leaned into the hug, I felt him collapse—not from weakness, but from release. And in that instant, I felt Jesus hold him through me.

At this precise moment, my husband arrived at the shop. Out of sheer respect, he walked straight to the back room to offer these gentlemen some privacy. He told me it’s a man thing and it made sense to me.

When I hugged Cody, the same thing happened—a transfer I can’t explain, grief exchanged for the smallest measure of peace. Cody reminded us both of my nephews sweet spirit. He even has Kyle’s curls.

Before they left, both came back for another hug. Two men, two embraces, one holy exchange.

I stood there afterward realizing that if the store had already been closed—as it will be next week—none of this could have happened. God kept the doors open for them.

It’s humbling beyond words to stand in that sacred space with such fresh grief and to feel the Holy Spirit move. It felt like my arms were Jesus’ arms in that moment.

Not to fix. Not to preach. Just to hold.

Because my job every day isn’t to ring up customers. My job is to love every person God places on my path.

Thank you, Jesus, for giving me the strength to love them well. 💜✝️💜

Holy Leverage

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The word leverage doesn’t appear in Scripture — but the principle runs through every story where God uses small things to do the impossible.

He is, after all, the God who turns a whisper into a weapon and a single act of faith into a flood of favor.

When Little Becomes Much

In human terms, leverage means using what’s small to move something big.

In God’s terms, it means yielding what’s small so He can move the impossible.

Moses lifted a simple staff — and the Red Sea split.

David swung a stone — and a giant fell.

A widow poured her last drops of oil — and every vessel filled to overflowing.

A boy offered his lunch — and five thousand went home satisfied.

In each moment, the power didn’t rest in what they held, but in the One who held them.

God’s math is different.

One act of obedience outweighs a thousand strategies.

One seed of faith can move a mountain.

He delights in multiplying the little when it’s placed entirely in His hands.

The Spiritual Law of Leverage

Leverage in the Kingdom isn’t manipulation; it’s alignment. Basically, for me, it’s as simple as letting the Creator apply His weight to my obedience.

In Hebrew, words like: חָכְמָה (chokmah) — wisdom, and חֵן (chen) — favor, describe this holy advantage.

Those walking in wisdom and grace move further with less effort — because heaven lends its strength.

In Greek, charis (grace) and dynamis (power) echo the same idea:

That’s divine leverage — when your weakness becomes the very handle God uses to lift the impossible.

A Mirror for Today

We live in a world that prizes human leverage: influence, followers, connections, wealth.

But in God’s kingdom, leverage begins with surrender.

He asks, “What’s in your hand?” (Exodus 4:2) and when we offer it, heaven bends low. We aren’t Moses , but we should all remember the Great I AM who parted the Red Sea. The staff didn’t do it on its own.

How can I offer “what’s in my hand?” Countless ways, even at a shop called Community Vapor.

Godversation is the biggest gift I can offer on a daily basis. Just being present for those who walk through the door. Prayer whispered through tears can be powerful. I couldn’t begin to share all the answered prayers.

Those small moments shift unseen realms. Heaven has always specialized in small beginnings with eternal weight. I can’t stop thinking about “The Hidden Greatness in the Smallest Letter. What a tiny, humble spark 💜✝️💜

And, just like that, my mind is on a mat and my spirit is telling me these lessons are as much for me as they are encouragement for Joe Rogan.

The “31 Mats” are written and each must be prayed over as I edit. Leverage is a big deal in jiu-jitsu and apparently it was a key lesson for me today.

I will learn more, first hand, as my first jiu-jitsu lesson is next Sunday.

River of Love

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Quickly after sharing my thoughts on EZE 47:12 and REV 22:2, I got a nudge to ask Chat GPT to create an image of the tree. It was quite a strange nudge. When the image returned, I felt a surge and a reminder of what was written on my own “tree island”.

“Carol, you’re a river of love—-calm, deep and always moving forward.”

When Anna gave me my felt island in early July, I was nudged to use a chalk marker and write PSA 1:3. It made a sense that day but now evolves into a much deeper meaning. My elevated tree and streams from July now makes perfect sense.

This morning, Brother Gary stopped by the shop, and somehow the conversation circled back to the river again — that same one Ezekiel saw, that same one flowing from the throne in Revelation.

He told me about their family vacation on Alabama Shores. He and his wife still pray the rosary together every morning. Last week was different because they prayed it together, out loud on the beach, while facing the rising sun. 

There’s something sacred about a husband and wife speaking faith into the same wind — the marital covenant magnifying every word.  And while they prayed, Gary whispered a simple request: “Lord, if it’s Your will, let us see a dolphin.”

Within ten minutes, the water broke and there it was — a shimmering answer to a small, holy wish. Seeing Gary’s eyes light up like a kid at Christmas was precious.

Later that evening, as the sun slipped behind the horizon, their youngest, little Miss Sadie, looked at the sky and said something to the effect of , “God is an amazing artist.”

Miss Sadie is 100% correct! The same Artist who colored that sky also paints His presence in our ordinary days.  I thought about my own little tree on the island — how it stands between the banks like the tree of life, roots deep in the current, leaves reaching toward the light.

I see God almost everywhere. I can’t lie and say I see Him in everyone. I just do my job and search for Jesus in everyone I meet.

I came back to settle into Psalm 1:3 for the day. Anna did not write Scripture under my island. However, her heart did write the spirit of the matter in different words.

That verse is the echo of everything God placed in my heart and mind today. The righteous tree, the river of life, the healing leaves — they’re all telling the same story: stay close to the Source.  The branch doesn’t force fruit; it just carries what the Vine supplies.

So I sit here with happy tears again, remembering Brother Gary’s dolphin, Miss Sadie’s sunset, and my little tree by the water.  Lord, bring the grandmother peace, as well as Anna and her husband.

The river still flows.

The branches still carry life.

And God — the Artist of sunrises, sunsets, dolphins, healing leaves and everything under the sun—-keeps painting His presence into every moment that stays still long enough to notice.

Thank you, Father God, for sending your son to die for humanity. We surely didn’t deserve such a beautiful gift. Thank you for reminding me who I am to you and in you. I love you.

The River, The Tree and The Branch

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This morning, the first word in my ear was “delta”. Wowza, what a lesson that was for me about my constant source! Seamlessly, the next place He took me was the connection He made for me in EZE 47:12 and REV 22:2 last year.

Talk about imagery! There’s a river that begins in the presence of God.

Ezekiel saw it first—water pouring out from beneath the threshold of the temple, turning salt water fresh, bringing life wherever it flowed.  He wrote,

Centuries later, John saw that same river—this time in the New Jerusalem, clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb.

CONSIDER THE SOURCE, YESSIR!! #ISWYDT

Excuse me while I do a happy dance. I heard “consider the source” around March 2024. I only remember it because He tied the message to farm fresh eggs. Just that change to my earthly diet generated 26 pounds of weight loss. When people ask how I’ve lost so much weight, I can honestly say my diet was loaded with bread and water…from Coach Jesus. Praise God, it’s still about 96 pounds which has been circumcised from my body.

The nudges to consider the source of any given thing have been distinct. How did I not realize they were unique in their sameness? They are not identical. It’s a distinct nudge to allow Scripture to soak into me so deeply that it “geeks me out” a pinch.

Both prophets were describing the same thing:

God moving through creation, feeding and healing everything it touches.

And then Jesus said,

Suddenly the vision becomes personal.

That river doesn’t just run beside us—it runs through us.

The same life that flows from the throne now courses through the Vine, into the branches, out into the world.

We don’t generate it; we simply stay connected so it can keep flowing.

The plants, the oils, the leaves—every green thing—is part of that same design.

They don’t compete with the Healer; they reveal Him.

They remind us that His restoration still moves through the natural world, that grace is as tangible as sap in a stem.

So I sit here quietly, realizing:

I’m just a branch, but I know where the Source flows from.

And if I stay attached, the same living water that makes the leaves heal and the fruit nourish will keep moving through me too—

for His glory, and for the healing of others.

Thank you, Jesus!

Holy Harmony of 6:29

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Sometimes the Lord weaves a thread so delicate you almost miss it — until He pulls it tight enough to show the pattern. Chapter 6, verse 29. Over and over again, in book after book, He whispers the same truth about community, unity, peace, and love.

Here’s the kicker. This is because He put an old MySpace memory clearly in my dreams and I wrote about it yesterday. In that post, there was a photo of a USA Weekend article from 2006 which mentions 629 people signed on to be a part of our Make a Difference Day “We Are One” project.

Always, always, ALWAYS, I check out any word or idea as it appears in the Bible. As giddy as I was with Exodus 6:29 being where God tells Moses to speak to Pharaoh, my spirit danced with 2 Chronicles 6:29.

Still, after exploring other 6:29’s in Leviticus, 1 Kings, Job and Jeremiah, I found myself far giddier with the New Testament 6:29 themes working together in such a mighty way.

In Matthew 6:29, Jesus points to the lilies — silent teachers dressed in glory beyond Solomon’s. They neither strive nor spin, yet they’re fully cared for. That’s peace. That’s the calm that settles when we trust our Father to clothe every need.

In Mark 6:29, the disciples of John gather his body and lay it in a tomb. It’s a verse of grief, yet it glows with loyalty and love — a community standing together even when hope feels buried.

In Luke 6:29, we’re told to turn the other cheek and hand over the tunic. It feels impossible until you realize He’s inviting us into radical love — the kind that refuses to let hatred multiply.

In John 6:29, Jesus defines the only real “work” worth doing: believe in the One He sent. Faith becomes the heartbeat that unites us all — not what we earn, but Whom we trust.

So, yes, my spirit does a little jig (and sometimes a cartwheel) in the Old Testament, because 2 Chronicles 6:29 gathers it all together in prayer: “Whatever prayer, whatever supplication … each knowing his own affliction … stretching out his hands toward this house.” It’s the picture of a people reaching upward together, bound by mercy, not perfection.

Across centuries and covenants, God keeps painting the same picture — His people resting, mourning, forgiving, believing, and praying together.

So if your heart is anxious, bruised, or tired of the noise, find your footing in the 6:29 thread.
Breathe with the lilies.
Stand beside the grieving.
Turn the other cheek.
Believe again.
Lift your hands with others.

That’s how Heaven’s harmony sounds — one body, one faith, one love.

And, just like THAT, I need to accept the nudge to send my “one love” Musician Matt, a little note of encouragement.

May you let the S-O-N S-H-I-N-E in, too. Oh, sweet Jesus, how could I ever thank you or praise you enough? I’ll keep “singing with the angels, 24-7”, as you encouraged me with “Monday Morning Faith” by SEU Worship. Thank you for how you write the melody in my life….and teach me YOUR WAY, Yahweh. What a blessing to feel in harmony with you.

Divine Humor: Lois Hat Trick

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I would call it “Tricked by Tverberg”, if not for a world which would misread it.

My friend, Lois, keeps popping up, like she did October 2 and October 16. Come on, how many Christian rappers are out there dropping lyrics about Marty Solomon and Lois Tverberg, correctly pronouncing her name?

Only God weaves everything together for His Good Purposes.

I love, love, LOVE reading Lois’ newsletter for Jewish Jewels and utilizing her En-Gedi Resource Center in my studies. She is such a treasure trove of knowledge. Good knowledge. I wrote about Lois and the rapper on October 2 and the very next night, the newsletter was like a hug from Jesus in her words, and His.

The latest in the Lois Hat Trick is she shared a posted meme that purported to be from C.S. Lewis’s The Screwtape Letters. It read:

I was clearly happy to learn John Cleese did the audio book. 🤣. There was a precious evening nearly two years ago when I watched Monty Python’s The Life of Brian with my husband. I’d love to hear Cleese’ s delivery.

I digress. It happens.

The large percentage of those commenting telling Lois Tverberg, of all people, to delete a “false” post, struck me as odd. The truth police are interesting to me, especially those purporting to understand His Truth.

Good thing I have been trained to bless and not curse anyone on the internet! It is amazing how simply choosing to bless those who make questionable comments actually blesses me.

Praise God, through Lois’ actions, I learned a great lesson in how to correct oneself, and others. She posted a follow up for clarification with astounding grace and kindness.

The Screwtape Letters (1942) are well known. For those who don’t get the reference, The author, C.S. Lewis, imagines letters from “Uncle Screwtape” (a senior devil) to his younger nephew Wormwood, advising how to lead “the Patient” away from the Enemy (God).  He dedicated the book to JRR Tolkien for leading him to Jesus.

The irony is the reality that Tolkien thought the book too simple and Lewis should have matured in his faith before publishing. I’m fairly certain the Master of the Universe blessed the book beyond measure. The book was an instant hit in the middle of WWII.

One of the central themes is to keep “the patient” focused on external systems, on the faults of others. Distraction is the enemy’s game. The goal for the distraction is to prevent humans from turning inward and cultivating virtue, character, or any other good thing.

The meme may not quote Lewis word-for-word, but the insight is deeply Lewisian: the temptation is often to fixate on what’s outside us (the “broken system”) and ignore the inner life.

As I sit with Lois, Lewis and Tolkien on my brain with the Holy Spirit dancing a jig, I am giddy.

Just as every prior stitch connects to the next, l am blown away to to learn that in February 2025 Cleese jabbed at Joe Rogan online. Rogan’s response mere weeks later was to share an old 1987 clip of John Cleese waxing poetically about Extremism.

John Cleese publicly critiqued institutional religion, extremism and loss of humor in the full five minute clip. What Joe Rogan posted of John Cleese sounded much like our current “nastier , harsher atmosphere everywhere.”

Lewis published in 1941 and Cleese’s prophetic words were recorded in 1987. I just think it’s super cool for Joe Rogan to be amplifying those same words in 2025. It feels like Joe might have been nudged to point out the same pattern of distraction, division, and spiritual danger we encounter today. #ISWYDT

What are my take aways today?

Oh, so many! I just came to finish this post and learned Cleese never did the audio book! Of course, I felt called to correct my error. But, I still love, love LOVE how Lois, Cleese and Rogan each remain a part of His Lesson for me today.

Everything is still connected by His Hand.

Cleese reminds us that satire can wake us up. Rogan sharing something from roughly 38 years ago proves truth remains truth over time. I pray it woke millions up from their spiritual slumber.

I believe the ability to laugh at ourselves can become a spiritual discipline. It has certainly made me much more loving to the Blonde Polish Chick God created me to be. I struggled many decades with not truly being able to laugh at myself, much less love myself.

The primary takeaway today is fairly simple.

Thank you, Jesus, for teaching me: “Be mindful of fixation; focus on virtue and character, knowing God says laughter is good medicine.”