When the road is lonely….and the support is gone. All doors are closed. Don’t Quit.

But God raises up those who are bowed down he opens the eyes of the blind (Psalm 146:8) and he satisfies the hungry (Psalm 145:15). I was compelled by his love to acknowledge Him to be consecrated to Him and in so doing he renewed my soul

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

A bruised reed you will not break and a dimly burning wick you will not extinguish! You bring forth Justice – you bring forth my justice like the noonday! You are the lifter of my head and have exalted my horn!

Deep breath…she regains her composure and fixes her eyes on the stones and memorizes the mouths of the ones spewing hatred at her nakedness and she is in part relieved for that familiar pain. 

I was so angry with you Lord, so angry. Angry enough to despise everything about you and everything you said to me. I felt forsaken

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