As I was praying today, thinking about myself, people I know, the state of the world, the thought that went through my head is this: The accuser – accuses. It’s what he does. So why are we surprised that the same tactics ol’ slewfoot used in the Garden of Eden with Eve and Adam, he […]
It has been a while since I last wrote, I needed to spend time with the Lord and allow Holy Spirit to “refill my cup.” An empty cup cannot pour anything out, and as a vessel for the Lord, who has been called to be a scribe there are times when I need to allow […]
I woke up this morning with a vision of a spiritual wound that looked like a hot spot on the soul, sensitive to touch, that if left unidentified or neglected to be brought before the Father could become a septic spiritual infection making everything around the individual look exacerbated, enlarged and magnified. Wounds like this […]
When I was a little kid, I remember a game-song my aunts would play with me. They would put their hands together, palm to palm and say, “Here is a church.” Then they would interlock their fingers (still palm to palm) leaving their thumbs pressed together and they would say, “Here is the steeple.” Then […]
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