It’s a scary thing to watch someone go headlong down into the pit of hell. You probably know that place as well as I do. And it’s not been so long ago since I was there.
The last time I went, I shrunk to the floor in a heap. Tears were coming in great floods and I had no hope at all. There was not even one point of light shining for me in the distance. Nothing was left. And Fear screamed into the darkness which was blacker than any black. Death waited with open arms. And pain was worse than any known.
I was shocked at my arrival because I hadn’t known there was an actual place of burning and torture for us in this present existence. Continue reading GOING DOWN INTO HELL→
From my seat next to Jesus, I turned to Him and asked, “How can I affect these current disasters? There’s a large hurricane headed for Florida and many fires burning in the northwest. And they aren’t exactly in my realm of influence, my kingdom. So, my efforts aren’t as effective as someone who lives there and has the situation sitting in the middle of their heart.”
Today I heard, “Check out those parables about The Kingdom is like …”. So I did and the search began with Matthew 13. This journey took on a meaning I’ve never heard before. And here’s how it began.
First came the parable about the seed falling on various grounds. And immediately my spirit said “The seed is truth. The soil is people.” So I went on.
Next, Jesus explains why He used parables so that everyone would NOT understand. Yeah, I remember that revelation some time ago. As we run around trying to make sure everyone understands exactly what scripture means, Jesus is saying not everyone will, and not only that, but He doesn’t WANT everyone to understand. And the reason is simple. We can’t have the wisdom of The Kingdom unless we are willing to have the relationship it takes to receive it. We can’t piggy-back off anyone, not even a preacher. It’s the meaning behind the oil the 5 wise virgins wouldn’t share. Continue reading THE REVELATION THAT BEGAN WITH MATTHEW 13→
I took the opportunity to visit with a cop for a while the other day. His name and other details will be kept confidential, but his story should be heard.
He was gentle, and kind although his voice was subdued with sadness, or hopelessness. I didn’t know which. He dreamt of being a cop as a child, and that dream solidified as a young adult when he witnessed an officer help a young couple calmly through the angry emotions of an ending relationship. The officer disarmed their need for retaliation, and planted a seed in the heart of the young man to help others in chaos, to be a peacemaker.Continue reading Viewpoints: from a Police Officer→
For years I wasn’t comfortable commanding and rebuking stormy weather, but it’s what I was taught to do. I’d feel angry and
fearful reacting this way, and it didn’t seem completely appropriate. Even in the worst weather, I saw amazingly beautiful cloud Continue reading SHOULD WE SCREAM AT THE WEATHER NOW?→
A couple years ago Father told me to construct a sentence that described the best vacation to me. It should elicit in my heart everything that vacation felt like for me.
It took about a month to construct the perfect sentence because it kept evolving. The final result was this.
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!
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→
Of my prophetic friends, I have a 50/50 chance of hearing such an announcement. But honestly what I hear is the computer on the bridge of the starship Enterprise.
Can you hear it? “Warning, Warning, Warning!” Yeah, ok, that’s a Trekkie thing. Ha. And I admit I absolutely loved that show along with all the movies and the sequel series. But I could continue to love it because I always knew the ‘warnings” meant complete destruction would somehow be overcome by the end of the hour through the genius of Captain Kirk, or Jean Luke Picard or Kathryn Janeway. Continue reading WARNING, WARNING, WARNING!!!→
I watched the movie “The Book Thief”, which was about a girl in the middle of WWII who discovers the immeasurable value of words. And I considered Prophesy. Prophesy is words. Were there no prophecies to warn the people about that war? Why did 6 million Jews and 10 million Christians die when our God of Miracles was very much alive? What did the people miss? And what’s to keep us from missing it again?
Then Father reminded me that escape from any catastrophe comes in believing and those who don’t believe find little opportunity for escape. He reminded me of the hundreds of stories from that era. They were stories of people who smuggled others out of Nazi Germany at risk of their own safety. And stories of those who escaped in miraculous ways. There were a million miracles during that time. Therefore, I concluded, there were a million believers. Continue reading YOU! – must write!→
