Coming Soon!
This is ‘slightly in the future’ fiction about a homeless father and young son – invited by an Angel to step into ROSE ROCK, a community operating in ‘heaven on earth’ dynamics of supernatural proportions.
Estimated publish date after the 1st of the year 2016!
DREAM (Sept 18, 2015)
4 planets were going to collide. One was Earth, next was our Moon, and I don’t know the other two. People around the world were aware that it was coming and everyone was full of terror. I was afraid. Everyone had given up hope and sank into overwhelming fear.
I ran around yelling about speaking to the planets, frustrated that no one would speak to the planets. Even my family on FB were scattered by fear and no one would listen. I attempted to speak to 
the planets myself, but my fear made my words ineffective. Continue reading The Terrifying Colliding Planets
I had a vision of riding a horse at breakneck speed as it galloped along the edge of a cliff without touching the ground. It was made from the blood of God and I was covered from head to toe in that blood which made holding my seat on his back very tricky. I’d slip and slide and nearly fell off several times. But gradually I learned the
rhythm and learned how to hold on so I could ride with this amazing horse as it flew into the future. On and on it went without end. When I asked Father God how long this would continue, he only said “Well, forever, or if you prefer, I will let you know if it will change”
I learned that this was a picture of how my life would be from here on out. And I can witness that it is true. Nothing about my life is normal anymore. I exist in the miraculous all the time, constantly flying above the ground. Continue reading Riding the Blood Red Horse
Please don’t tell me you’re mad at God and can’t speak to Him because He let Great Aunt Suzy die and she didn’t deserve it. You can’t keep up this attitude or you’re going to die wrapped up in the same ignorance that let Aunt Suzy die.
God was talking to you from the moment you were conceived but you got too big for your britches and began ignoring Him. He wanted to teach you how to win the temptations and trials you were going to face. He wanted to show you how to whip some ugly butt. He knows all the secrets of the universe. He created it. And He created you to learn the secrets – if you want to. But He’ll never force you to spend time with Him, or listen to Him. Continue reading Weapon’s grade
“We won’t know all the answers this side of heaven” is ‘the phrase’ I’ve received all my life in answer to many of my questions. As a child, I concluded that no one had permission to ask questions. Questions about life received short, pert sentences that inferred threat if this line of communication was pursued. Questions about christianity were worse. They received ‘the phrase’.
I reasoned that everything about christianity was secret and guarded by a God with a mean countenance, grouching out severe warnings about never asking again.
Today children question parents and receive an almost break-neck effort to supply answers, or at least tools to search. Fear of questioning seems gone and thank God it is, because quite often my generation is still delivering ‘the phrase’. Continue reading This Side of Heaven
