This morning I was swept through the clouds. Nearly an hour later my chest hurts from the sobbing I encountered, as I felt I was weeping over children and nations. It was unexpected and painful. It was one of those cries where you feel something breaking loose.

The first person I saw was a young man in a chapeau who was invited in to sup with the King in recognition of service and faithfulness. Continue reading Words Of Destiny #4 A Young Man Dines and A Young Girl Has Her Heart Healed →