Are we there yet?
Anyone with a child has heard the impatient refrain of “are we there yet?” (Perhaps I still am that child on some levels…) As my grandchildren become more excited, I think and am reminded that too often we miss out on the moment because of that excitement. We want to get somewhere Get something over. Receive something new. Continue reading Make Room For The King!
The last few weeks I have been making an observation. A lot of people who normally walk with their head held high, understanding this is but a “season” have been feeling pushed about. One of the hardest things about a time such is this, is you begin to take it personally. You begin to see it as you and no one else. It begins to unravel thinking about love and acceptance.It may well be a direct challenge to your belief schedule and all that you believe. Continue reading The Pangs Of Change
Today was a day where a new grandson was added to my life. Marcell J. Petit. My daughter Amy gave birth at 7 this morning. All are well.
Funny, my daughter Amy asked me to prophesy over him. As I prayed for him, I felt “not yet”. Something is being added…
His name means “hammer”. I was drawn to this scripture. “Is not my word like fire, declares the LORD, and like a hammer that breaks the rock in pieces?”
Continue reading Marcell Has Arrived
I have lots of unusual dreams, but last nights was perhaps one of my most bizarre. It was over a few “dream spaces”, interrupted by awakening and still kept coming. I suspect there is a greater measure related to the “Easter weekend” but it still took me by surprise.
In the dream I was on an island in the middle of a large lake. I could hardly see the shore line. I thought the island “looked” familiar. There was security roaming the island. Despite the impression of it being on a lake, somehow I felt that we were encountering tides. Continue reading The Lord’s Hand Is Not Too Short