“Long have I held that war is an enormous crime; long have I regarded all battles as but murder on a large scale.” C. H. Spurgeon


During World War II, I had relatives living in Italy and relatives living in the United States. Two warring nations. A close family friend who had immigrated to the U.S. from Italy was in the U.S. military. I assume he was drafted. I don’t know too many details, and those who can fill in the blanks are long gone. The story goes that he requested that he not be sent to Italy for obvious reasons. His request makes perfect sense, and it was granted. If I’m not mistaken, he was sent to Japan instead. 

This makes me think of days gone by when Christian churches of various denominations taught about conscientiously objecting to participating in war. Things have changed in our modern day churches. As we hear of wars and rumors of wars, I’m praying for a move of the Holy Spirit among our youth that will bring them back to the old paths. My family friend, though not a believer, acted with wisdom. How much more should the church of Jesus Christ do so.


There were two men

Who went to war,

One from a from abroad,

One from our shore.


In the battle,

They killed and maimed,

The enemy,

Both did the same.


It happened that,

They chanced to meet,

And fought as told,

The foe defeat.


Brothers in Christ,

Were these two men,

They did not know,

Both born again.

Cathy White 2023

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Lord, you are the rock on which I stand,

All other ground is sinking sand,

You are the Savior of my soul,

The only One that makes me whole.

* * *

You are the One who made me see,

To you alone I bend my knee,

To you I go for rest and peace,

In your presence my sorrows cease.

* * *

Sweet Jesus tis to you I pray,

To give me strength for each new day,

And when my life is said and done,

To you I’ll go, the battle won.

* * *

There’s none upon this fallen earth,

Can give your precious soul new birth,

The Spirit and the bride, they call,

Come to the Lord, the Gospel call.

Cathy White 2022 ©

Psalm 16:11 Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.

Revelation 22:17 And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.

Matthew 7:24-27 Therefore whosoever heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them, I will liken him unto a wise man, which built his house upon a rock: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock. And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand: And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it.



What if I had no great riches to share,

And my little home was mostly threadbare?

Would you still come if no crowd gathered here?

What are the treasures your heart holds so dear?


What if my pillow was only a stone,

And you would find me quite often alone,

Would you still visit if all I could give,

Was biblical wisdom for you to live?


What if no choir or church was around,

And all you heard was my melody’s sound?

Would you still come round and sing with me now,

Or to the world’s pleasures will your soul bow?


Joyful I am because Jesus is mine,

Walking with him there’s a cost bear in mind.

Jesus had nowhere to lay his head down,

When Jesus returns where will you be found?

Cathy White 2021 ©



In the darkness of night,
When I can’t see the light,
I sing.

When the storm clouds abound,
And no help can be found,
I sing.

When the mockingbirds mock,
And my enemies knock,
I sing.

When I don’t understand,
And I can’t see God’s hand,
I sing.

Because Jesus is mine,
At His table I dine,
I sing.

Cathy White 2014 ©

Psalm 118:14 The LORD is my strength and song, and is become my salvation.


Help me to sleep Lord,
Help me to pray.
Help me to worship,
Help me all day.

When I am weary,
Your name I call.
You are my Savior,
My all in all.

There is no sorrow,
You cannot mend.
There is no blessing, 
You cannot send.

Resting in mercy,
Resting in grace,
Until I see you,
Lord, face to face.

Cathy White 2021 ©

Romans 10:13 For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.

Psalm 50:15 And call upon me in the day of trouble: I will deliver thee, and thou shalt glorify me.

1 Corinthians 13:12 For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.