Thirty Three His Spirit was alive. He was awake — Light. He tabernacled in an earthly garment, His earthly dwelling place. Tempted He faced fire — satan’s torments Refused to bow to darkness’s lie of glory. Pride of self not an option. Without bread, lips brutally parched–40 days waterless. Feet and garments torn by the rocky desert land the state of His tabernacle given … Read More “Take my flesh, you cannot near my spirit.”
These shields are your help.
This flood is a sign of the nearness of time. He was preparing the land. There is going to be a move of the Spirit (Dove) which will signify that the “Sun” is shining in Texas again, and that the unseen darkness previously here has lifted.
Some call it, “bored.” Some call it, “lonely.” The wounded might call it, “forgotten.” EEeeekkkk, left out??? You know that feeling when you don’t know what to do next–hands free? Surprisingly or not, you have time on your hands. Yes, the feel of a little or alot uncomfortable. You “look” around and have a momentary silent panic, “OH MY GOSH, I’M ALONE–EXCITED or is … Read More Space of Silence
“The power of Pentecost, moments demarcation from visitation to habitation. Evidence of Spirit’s reality, He was, is, and is to come. Passing through the realms of earth His sound thundered.⚡️ Faster than the speed of sound trails of fire intact–remained. Filling–Infusing–Engulfing Not earthly power– He, Trinity united came, affecting humanities substance–engulfing. Transforming what was waiting, spirit dwellings into fiery prepared chariots, ready to … Read More Pentecost
Wow, so overwhelmed while reminiscing about the historical events scribed in Acts 2. Grab a drink, Acts 2, a pen, and join in on this pondering….. “When the day of Pentecost had come, they were all together in one place. And suddenly there came from heaven a noise like a violent rushing wind, and it filled the whole house where they were sitting. And … Read More Fiery Mind of Christ
Rain falling the size of lollipops; straight down, horizontal lines, wind–its companion. Arrows of lightning; piercing the atmosphere, striking forces unseen. Unearthly decibels commanding attention; thunder, Sounds–vibrations across the skies, Touching soil. Hail; cold–foreign to spring’s heat, size enough to cover green, brown, and grey. Waters pushing past the man-made dam; boundaries, shiftings in its path. Winds whipping through fields; visiting neighborhoods, strength waking … Read More Storms, Floods, and the Response