Shots are flying over my head I can hear the sounds of war so loud – deafening.  My tears fall on your face and I think you blink.  Are you alive?  God don’t let him die…not now.  Not yet, not like this

Many people wander this planet entirely wrecked by devastating childhoods or lousy adult decisions. The enemy loves to heap on feelings of abandonment, shame, illegitimacy, rejection, and all forms of oppression.

God gives specific detail on the “weight” of being a watchman. When He tells you to speak about a thing – you do it.

I sat at my kitchen table eating supper with my children, and I said, “does anyone else sense that?” No. “Okay well, something is coming,” I said, “and it’s not good.”

Atop Mt Beatitudes on a brisk January evening in 2018, I listened intently to my guide Naomi, through our "whispers" as she called them. I wanted to feel something as I searched the waters and looked across the way...I felt nothing. 

Sigh

Even here it follows me…