Meeting with the CEO 8.5.2019

…Love’s in need of love today

Don’t delay

Send yours right away… (Stevie Wonder)

This week as I bleed through the news and ache with the senseless loss of life.  I weep because love died today.  Those who read these missives are aware of my thoughts regarding our mechanizations and what is good and evil.  I remain resolute good and evil are choices we make day by day.  Do we choose to love, or do we choose to hate?  Some may say, it really isn’t that cut and dried, but it is.

This week I lost a dear blood sister in Christ.  It wasn’t from death.  It was from a difference in political ideology.  She found fault with my Facebook postings on my political beliefs.  They differ from hers.  I did not place enough emphasis on her complaint or observation.  I felt all the loving, uplifting posts I share should have indicated my heart.  I thought all the loving care I shared with her should have shown my heart.  I thought love would cover the multitude of sins. 

My response was, what will political ideology mean when we get to heaven?  I also stated I always knew we differed in our political beliefs but that never caused me to love her one percent less because of it.  Apparently, it was quite a bit more important to her than to me.  I missed the cue and the death has occurred.  I mourn the loss, and call out to Jesus, not unlike Mary and Martha when Lazarus died in the hopes of resurrection.

Another conversation this week helped me understand, I am required to live out loud the lessons I am learning.  I was stumbling around in confusion on several relationship issues.  I mentally and emotionally found myself staggering in bewilderment as to why these things were happening and my feelings toward them.  My wise counselor shared; “you are being called to practice the lessons you are learning in the board room.”  It is all well and good to learn that we are to love one another.  It is all well and good to read books about forgiveness and long-suffering.  But what happens when the rubber meets the road and we are challenged to live these concepts out loud in public for the world to see.  Needless-to-say, reality of this hit me.  I fell back into the teachings I have been receiving and found the solution to my dilemma.  LOVE.

The love I am called to live is not the Hollyweird love we see on television and read in books.  It is not the happily-ever-after love of fairy tales. It is the bloody, messy died on the cross love that delivers us all.  It is the love of First Corinthians chapter 13.  I have not loved until I love the unlovable.  I have not forgiven until I forgive the impossible to forgive.  I have not joined in the suffer of Christ until I love those who spitefully use me and reject me and slander my name.  I have not loved until I love as he does.  This is my Garden of Gethsemane moment.  Do I have to, Lord?  Lord, you can take this all away and I don’t have to do this.  Can we make a deal?  I will wash all the dishes for a month and take out the trash, if you would just take this cup away from me.  NO deal.  Woman up, accept the charge.  Love. 

As I mourn the loss of a dear friend and rejoice that we will meet again in heaven and our political persuasions will not matter in the light of the glorious presence of God, I love today.  I love as if I have not been battered and bruised.  I love today as if the clock has been rolled back to another time and place.  I love the way God loves me. 


Meeting with the CEO 7.29.2019

Whose voice are you listening to?

There are things, people and situations that come at us every day.  These things are called challenges and choices.  They require decisions.  Whether it is decisions on what to do, or decisions on how to feel about what is happening.  Perhaps it is how I will respond to and feel about the people who seem to be the instruments of my destruction.  I am surrounded by these challenges all day every day.  Will I see them as obstacles, or will I see them as building blocks.  Will I choose to allow them to weigh me down in depression or use them as bricks to my success and happiness.  Whose voice will I listen to.  The subtle voice of the Satan that tells me all is lost or the voice of my risen Savior?

There have been some things that presented themselves in my path last week.  I was challenged in my faith.  But believe me, I stand resolute the devil has only one tool.  That tool is his ability to whisper that question that causes me to doubt my faith, my path and most of all the God of my salvation.  Further, I firmly believe when I doubt the goodness of the Lord for me and snatch my life out of his hands, that is when I have sinned.   What I do after that are indicators of the extent of my disbelief in the God of my deliverance. 

For instance, I doubt the power and love of God in my life.  Therefore, I am going to hate on someone.  I am going to curse somebody out.  I am going to turn up that bottle of liquor, take a drag on that drug, shoot that poison up my vein.   I am going to sleep away the day.  I am going to host a private pity banquet.  I am going to strike out at people and show them what darkness really looks like.  I am going to self-medicate by any means necessary.  The battle is lost, and I am going to abandon my faith and my God.  Whose voice am I going to listen to?  The subtle voice of the Satan that tells me all is lost or the voice of my risen savior? 

My faith is not real until I must be faithful in the darkness of the unknown.  My believe that God is all powerful is not true until I chose without duress to trust him.  I have not even scratched the surface of loving with the love of God until I love the one who hurt me the most.  I have not been forgiven until I forgive (give it to God) the so-called unforgiveable.  I do not receive the manifold blessings of God to the uttermost in the sunshine, but amid the storm.  Whose voice shall I listen to.  The subtle voice of the Satan that tells me all is lost or the voice of my risen Savior?

There are those days when God opens doors that I didn’t even know was in the wall and doubt assails me.  When I begin to doubt the Word and love of God and a voice asks me the darkest questions of my fear.  Something happens.  Can I do it?  Is it for me?  Is this a trap?  The door slammed in my face.   The window closed on my fingers.  Somebody pissed on my head and tried to tell me it was rain.  It looks like in the natural I am done.  All is lost.  There is no good thing left for me in the world.  I hear the CEO, the almighty God, my personal Lord and Savior ask, “Whose voice are you listening to?”

OOOPS!  This pull-up in the Spirit causes an immediate course correction.  I turn from doubt and fear to looking into the face of my salvation.  I repent my deafness to his loving voice who is never changing.  I return to an attitude of Praise and Thanksgiving.  All I do is win.  What I see in the natural has nothing and I mean nothing to do with what is going on in the spiritual realm.  As Elisha consoled Elijah, “Don’t be afraid!  For there are more on our side than on theirs!” 2 Kings 6:16 NLT.  The William Murphy Project sings “Praise is what I Do.  Under all circumstances.  Through the good and the bad.   I Praise God…because praise is what I was born to do.  I owe everything to God.”  All I do is win!  My victory is in Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior and the key to the kingdom is my belief and adherence in trust to the one who is my all and all.  Whose voice are you listening to?


Meeting with the CEO 7.23.2019

Shout out from Gratitude Avenue

Everyone can identify with the darkness that can and does overtake us like a blanket that has no beginning or end.  There are times the light will blink through in small slits for brief moments.  It is not enough to break the bondage.  If we are honest, it is just enough light to make us angry.  We want a breakthrough.  We want complete deliverance.  We want happiness in abundance.  We wonder, who keeps playing with our minds.  That is more our story than what I am about to share with you now. 

I have been traveling through the Dark Night of the Soul for some time.  I can’t tell you how long, because when I am on that journey I do not relate to time or seasons.  It is just one long painful period that seems to never end.  This weekend I experienced deliverance.  The light came on in all God’s blazing glory.  He cast out all darkness and shown the light as only he can.  All the work and submission I had been putting into the change I sought reaped a harvest… love overflowing.  The seeds that had been planted broke ground.  God promised he would “…comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion, to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.” Isaiah 61: 2b-3.  He gave me love overflowing.

Lately, I have recognized God has been smiling on me.  I have been basking in his love as if I was laying on a beach in the Caribbean.  Catching the rays of his loving kindness.  I am grateful.  I have been surrounded by love on every side.  I recognize he is moving in my behalf.  He has and is showing me his promised are real.  It is meaningful and worthwhile to believe in him and obey his word and live in his way.  He is restoring what has been lost, “…And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the cankerworm and the caterpillar and the palmer worm…” Joel 2:25. 

Understand, it is not that he has been shining on me like a light switch that had off and on according to how I was feeling about him and life in general.  He shines all the time because he is not ac/dc.  He is the same yesterday, today and forever.  I was blind and could not see.  My eyes have been opened and I have been healed enough to enjoy my blessings that have been surrounding me all along. 

All I can say is, hold on and stick with it.  Whether you go through standing, bon your knees, bowing, crawling or flat on your face.  Hang on, the light is coming.  Cry your tears, shake your fist in anger, but don’t give up and don’t give in.  Will I have dark days again.  Yes.  Will I hurt and don’t understand?  Yes.  Will I feel like giving up again?  Yes.  But join with me as I share my final instructions for the week “…forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus” Philippians 3:13-14.  For today, the sun is shining, and I am grateful.


Meetings in the Board Room 7.15.2019

In the Wizard of Oz, the Cowardly Lion wants courage.  He is fearful.  He knows there are great things in the world but, he is too afraid to expose himself to them. So, he lives in a box of fear and procrastination. To the world he is to be feared, after all he is a lion.  The lion is so afraid he is fearful of his own image. He looks through the mirror darkly.  Whom the lion could become was so fearful to him, he rejected the opportunities to live up to his full potential.  How many of us live lives filled with fear.

The word of God says we have not been given the spirit of fear but of power love and a sound mind. Like the Cowardly Lion, when I used to look in the mirror and saw what God sees, I was afraid.  The image of greatness is cloaked in power, love and a sound mind, but I was blinded by fear.

All my life I have run and hid from the image of God in me. I rejected my potential to live a full life filled with joy while holding on to my brokenness.  The past hurts had bound me and kept me from experiencing the greatness of God.  I am learning when I live and feed from the fountain of fear and past hurts, I do not allow myself access to the gifts from God.  Power, love and a sound mind.  I stumble around, afraid of my own shadow. Reliving the pain and rejecting the joy of living in and for Christ while rejects my inheritance.  I have been given the Kingdom of God and all that it contains through my salvation in Christ.  When I am fearful, I cheat myself.  If I only had courage.

I have wasted a lot of time lamenting my past in my present life. I have bankrupted my bright today by putting a cloak of depression and fear over the light. It has been asked, “why do people stay in painful situations?”  People often reply, it is easier to live with the pain you know than to take the risk of the unknown.

This week God called home a mighty man of God, Michael Charles Nash.  I adored Michael since I was 16 years old. I was fearful to share my feelings because I feared rejection.  My feelings weren’t sexual.  They were about his beautiful mind and heart. I don’t think either one of us recognized the image of God we saw in the mirror. We just quietly allowed moments of our greatness to leak out. God allowed me to reconnect through the power of Facebook after over 40 years of disconnection and many miles traveled through this life.

We both landed in Texas after a long journey from California in God’s providence. When we eventually spoke, we realized we had been circling in the Spirit for years. Almost connecting and almost colliding. We had set up a meeting about six months ago, but I was fearful and canceled it.  We were scheduled to meet next week, and we probably will, but it will be at his funeral. I had opportunities to meet but feared I would be an interruption or irritation. For that I will always regret that I didn’t. I thank God for a precious conversation we had where we both let down our guards and ignored our fears. Wow, how much we loved and admired each other when I was 16 and he was 20.

The reason I sought out Michael Charles Nash and Earnest Little a little over a year ago was because I needed to reconnect with the little girl who was 16, brash and prickly because she was so hurt and afraid. The two people who I allowed glimpses of my tortured soul were Earnest and Michael. I asked God to reconnect us because I wondered what they saw that allowed them to love me and caused me to love them still over 50 years later. God answered my prayer through a Facebook connection.

Michael is in the Spirit now.  I promise him and myself when I see him again in heaven, I will do better at sharing my love and admiration of him. Earnest and I talked last week about attending Michael’s homegoing.  If the services are held in Texas, we have promised each other we make sure we see each other, no matter what it takes.  As we ended our call, he said he still loved me like he always had. I was deeply touched and saddened I had missed such a wonderful gift through hurt and fear. I mentioned how much it meant to me that he loved the prickly little girl that feared life so much she didn’t show how much she cared. He said, “that is what makes you Gwen and that is what makes me Earnest.”  His kind loving words, which were so much the Earnest I love and admire, watered a dry place in my soul. Thank you, Earnest.

This is a week of reconnections. I am scheduled to attend the family reunion of my deepest connected soul sister Regina accompanied by my birth sister Joyce. If scheduled, I will be attending the homegoing of my unsung hero Michael. I pray I am given the opportunity to thank Earnest in person.  The pieces of my life are coming together in the miraculous way only God can. What a beautiful mosaic he is creating through his healing love and eternal vision over our lives.

In closing, this week my mother, Arlillian shared a message Christopher Robin gave to Winnie the Pooh.  I will share it with you. “Promise me you’ll always remember you’re braver than you believe and stronger than you seem and smarter than you think.”  I promised myself I will muster up courage through faith in the God who loves me so, to live out loud shining the light of Christ in the World using the time I have left on this earth to LOVE. 


Meeting with the CEO 7.8.2019

Since April 4th, 2018, I have been in a Holy Spirit-led solitary confinement.  Now, I am being led to come out and be amongst the people.  I am finding as I come out of the spirit led cocoon it is requiring greater fortitude to deal with the spirits and fears of people.  Mine and others.    Satan wants to use his most powerful tool, doubt, to snatch the wings off this beautiful butterfly.  I need strong meat to overcome and stand on the truth that he is a defeated foe.  Therefore, it is my gift, empowerment and duty to keep him in his place and walk in my victory. 

I can never forget or let my guard down because he is desperate — his time is short.  He takes no days off and doesn’t do vacations or staycations.  He is like the Ever-ready battery bunny.  Always on the case.  What say I to that?  Because God is for me NOTHING can win against me.  I strive to wear the full armor of God continuously, never taking it off — sleeping, bathing in it.  Always ready for war.  I must stand on wall, building with one hand and warring with the other.  I am more than a conqueror in Christ Jesus.  It is up to me to acknowledge and live it 24-7.

Speaking to this need for stronger meat, I am being led to delve deeper into the Word of God.  The Word of God is our weapon of warfare.  It is effective and powerful, but only as powerful as the skill of the warrior who is applying it to the enemy.  Which sword shall I use, the long broad sword?  The dagger for close combat?  The pocket-knife of forgiveness and love?  Only by equipping myself through the Holy Spirit can I build a strong arsenal to will the war of faith.

As I delve and grow in the Lord, I am being pressured to live out loud the Word that is within me.  I am being sifted, y’all.  We are instructed with all our knowledge to get understanding (Gwendolyn’s paraphrase).  There are key foundational scriptures that I quoted, shared, preached on and memorized.  The one thing I didn’t have was understanding.  Therefore, I wasn’t remotely effective in the kingdom.  Because the scriptures were not rhema to me, I was powerless. 

I am not talking about the deeper depths of the Word.  I am talking about John 3:16, Romans 10:9 and such.  I talked about the blood of Jesus and sang it will never lose its power, but the meaning of the shedding of the blood for my salvation was a foreign concept to me.  The head knowledge did not match with the heart knowledge.  I was living a knock-off faith, crippled, crazy and defeated.  God’s mercy saw my need and is bringing me to new revelation knowledge of His Word.  I am no longer striving to be a biblical scholar.  I am a child sitting at the feet of my loving Lord and Savior.   Sitting at his table and drinking from his spring of life.  Because he loves me so and waited on me so very long, I remain on Gratitude Avenue. I can never thank him enough.  I dare not waste a moment in time.  I will not leave space for a rock to cry out to worship and adore my risen savior.

May you come to know the fullness of God through Jesus Christ and the Holy Spirit.  They are “one” body with separate functions.  Just as we are to strive to be one body in Christ, fulfilling our functions and living in the power and majesty of being in the Kingdom of the all mighty God.  The Kingdom of God is here and now, and we need not wait until we die, or Christ come again to sit at the table of Grace with our Lord and Savior.  The table is set and there is a Throne with your name on it.  Come and Dine.  Leave the crumbs under the table for those who do not know him. 

Thank you for traveling on this journey with me.  I appreciate your comments and prayers.  Please sign-up for these missives, by leaving your email below.  God bless and keep you eternally.


Meeting with the CEO 7.1.2019

Dearest Sistas in Christ:

I continue to thank God for you as you travel along this part of my life’s journey.  I continue to pray all is well with you and ask God to cover you with his unconditional, unchanging love, power, might and forgiveness.

God has been dealing with me about our inability to accept what has been freely given to us at a tremendously high price.  He gave me the analogy of designer handbags.  I know no one can love Michael Kors as much as I used to.  But, my love of Michael Kors handbags is an apt analogy for this missive. 

There are original Michael Kors designer bags.  They can be bought for a high price.  Baby, they are expensive.  There are some designer bags that are so expensive they are not even on the internet.  The manufacturer knows the little people can’t afford them.  Then there are knock-off bags.  They have irregular stamped on the inside.  Then there are the “bootleg” handbags that mis-spell Michael Kors.

For those who just want to have the status of carrying a Michael Kors bag and their money is funny, a knock-off is enough.  It doesn’t matter to them that everybody knows this is not the real thing.  They just want to be in the circus.

We as people can either be authentic Christians or “knock-off” Christians.  They both can look the same in the circus of life.  The word of God tells us -” If we confess with our mouths that Jesus is Lord and believe in our hearts that God raised Him from the dead, we will be saved.” Romans 10:9.

Well, the CEO said there are many of us that have a mouth confession and not a heart transformation.  We don’t truly believe that our salvation and forgiveness rests in allowing Jesus to be the Lord of our lives.  We don’t recognize, trust and live in the supernatural truth that Jesus died to pay the final, total complete and eternal price for our sins – all those nasty, foul suckers.  We don’t believe Jesus truly rose from the dead with all power in his hands and took the keys of hell and death from satan’s grasp.  As we live in the miniscule believe system, we as Christians have “knock-off” faith.

Knock-off faith will only carry us only so far in this life.  As we know eternal life is now and not something afar off as if we are in the wilderness traveling to a promised land.  We can walk around with a “form of Godliness and denying the power thereof.  We can live in a knock-off existence.  The CEO told me when I have knock-off faith and do not fully accept that Jesus is Lord and by the shedding of his blood my sins are forgiven, I walk around with bogus liberty.  I am living an irregular life and eventually everyone can see I have an irregular bag and the name of Jesus is mis-spelled.

The CEO took it to another level in our conversation.  He said to me, when I deny the power of the blood of the lamb which was shed for the redemption of my lost soul and redeem me back to the throne of grace, I am saying what Jesus did was not enough.  The CEO, my Lord and savior Jesus Christ also shared with me every time I doubt Him and carry on in my own path, thought and ways, I act as if I am demanding he be crucified afresh.  I am living a “knock-off” existence in Christ.

How many of us know, those knock-of bags don’t last?  The handle will snap off, the fake pleather will crack, the lining will tear and your grand-baby’s Go-Gurt will spill in the lining of your purse and cover everything.  Wowsa!  Eventually, we will realize our investment was a waste of time, money and a punishment to our egos.

This week I continue to learn without the shedding of the blood there is no remission of sin.  In the Old Testament the Israeli people had to make blood sacrifices to God.  The shedding of blood was the indicator they recognized their sins and failures and repented and wanted to renew the covenant of loving faith and redemption with the Lord and Savior.  It was the acknowledgement that nothing else could save them from their separation for God who was and is our all and all.  They could not, nor can we, live without him and when they recognized their loss, they repented so they could be reconnected.

Jesus came to pay the ultimate price.  He was without stain or blemish.  He was the first and only born son of God.  He was born of a virgin who had not been touched or soiled by man.  He was born sinless and he was pleasing to God in every way.  He was the Michael Kors of God.  He was not listed on the internet because no one could pay his price.  He is priceless.  Anything that comes after him is a knock-off and has irregular in their label.  Excuse me satan, you are a knock-off.

The CEO also explained to me what the problem between the sacrifices of Cain and Able was.  Cain brought veggies and Able brought a sheep.  My eyes were opened to that fact, there is no remission of sin without the shedding of blood.  Veggies don’t bleed and the real analogy in the story, it seems Cain’s heart was not changed or repentant.  He remained the same and eventually went on to slay his brother.  He was living a “knock-off” life. 

Our lives have been bought with a high price that no man can or could pay.  When we reject the loving care and benefits of accepting Christ as our Lord and Savior and believing in our heart that he died and rose again that we may live with Him eternally, we as those who profess to be Christians are living a “knock-off” life.  When we are instructed and begged to turn over everything to our lord and savior, to forgive (give our hurts and mistakes to our Lord and Savior) and we continue to live life our way and not his way, we are living a “knock-off” life.  We are Cain and not Able.

We are to ask for forgiveness and give forgiveness to those who hurt us.  We are to trust the blood of the lamb that was shed on Calvary will never lose it power.  We carry around unforgiveness like a knock-off bag, never knowing the feeling and knowledge that we are living an authentic life because we know Jesus is our Lord and Savior.  Won’t you let go of you knock-off life.  Won’t you allow a heart-change and an upgrade to the original, priceless Jesus Christ.  He is waiting and your name is on the list.  No more knock-offs for me.

Meetings in the Board Room June 22, 2019

Hello, my blood Sista in Christ through the risen savior. 

I know this weekly report is a day early, but this word is like fire shut up in my bones and I can’t contain it until tomorrow. 

I send up prayers of thanksgiving for your faithfulness to lovingly share this part of my journey.  It means so much to me and I am continuously cheered for the journey.  You remain in my heart and in my prayers.  This is a longer missive, but they seem to be growing every week.  I am grateful and hope you patiently endure.  I also pray you receive something from what the Lord is giving me.  There is something building, and I am not sure exactly what it is.  As you will see below, my struggle is real.

Ecclesiastes 3:1 – There is an appointed time for everything.  And there us a time for every event under heaven.

All my life I have questioned my purpose for being here and God’s timing in my life.  I have felt forever and a day that I was either a day late and a dollar short or too early at the train station and impatiently awaiting something that seemed like it would never come.  This week has been one of a particularly challenging nature as the need to know I have been used by God and am the right track has superseded my faith and trust that God has me and all is well.  I have struggled to abound and abase and be content in whatever situation I find myself because I know I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. 

As most of you know, I often use the analogy of myself as a marlin in the Gulf of Mexico who is on the hook of the fisherman.  I don’t want to be caught and I don’t want to be pulled into the boat.  I want my will and my way.  I often see me jumping high in the air on the line and it is taking six people to hold the pole and anchor the fisherman down to keep him from being pulled into the water with me.

I am moving and living and being in Christ Jesus but if the truth be told, I don’t feel it.  What has feelings God to do with living in and living with Christ.  Only the devil knows.  Faith and hope in Christ are not a feeling, it is a knowing that He is always with me and will never leave of forsake me.  Oooops, I didn’t feel that way this week.  I wanted to take over the wheel and handle things myself.  I wanted to see further than the step I am standing on and wanted halogen lighting to see further into the future than Holy Spirit led living requires.  I am caught up in my feelings and therefore I am frustrated and confused.

But God!

As I study “Discerning the Voice of God.  How to Recognize When God is Speaking” by Priscilla Shirer the following passages were sent my way:

Perfect Timing

Jesus expressed this idea to His disciples when He said, “I have many things to say to you, but you cannot bear them now” (John 16:12).  In other words, there’s a time for everything in your life.  God alone knows what that is.  And because His Spirit dwells within you, and because He is deeply interested in helping you experience the fullness of His plans for your life, you can just stay tuned and know that He’ll make it clear to you right in time, even as He keeps you loved and encourages by His presence along the way…the timing of His message will be as important as the message itself.  Have confidence in this:  if you don’t know yet, you don’t need to move forward yet.

“This means that the purposes of God not only involve specific plans; they also involve specific timing.  He has not only orchestrated the events in your life, but also the chronological framework in which they will occur when he speaks and allows you to catch sight of His movements, it will be in concert with His perfect timing.”

The Rhema word I received this week in the answer to what is my purpose for living and do I have a purpose came back thusly:

“…God who has saved me and called me to a holy life – not because of anything I have done but because of His own purpose and grace.  This grace was given me in Christ Jesus before the beginning of time,” II Timothy 1:9.

Therefore, before I was born God created a plan and purpose for me to grow and to transform me to be more like Him.  I was born into His purpose and He will complete the work he has begin in me, guaranteed.  Once again I am to allow myself to be caught up in His Spirit and be landed in the boat of his purpose and allow Him to lead I guide me to His perfect end of my life…living in heavenly places and knowing Him in real ways because of our intimate loving relationship covered in grace and mercy…peace, provision and protection.  I am to let the love light of Jesus Christ shine through me knowing all is well always.  It’s not a feeling, it is a guarantee that I can trust no matter what.

I am receiving the unction to move out in the planning of a “Gathering of the Elders” recognition day for the 4 remaining siblings of my grandmother and grandfather. Robert and Sadie Slaughter. Sr.  It’s time to give thanks and give back to those who have given so much to us.  The second thing is to start to build the blog, “Meetings in the Board Room with the CEO”.  I feel as if I am feeling in the dark and I guess I want the road map before I start out.  That is what GPS living does to us.  We get to plan the trip and see the way before we ever step foot into the car.  Those who know me, please don’t laugh to hard.  You know I am the one who sets the GPS and ignores it all along the way.  OOOPS!  There goes that marlin mentality.  I ask prayers and any words or suggestions that may come your way.  I love hearing from you and am accepting of your loving attention when I don’t.  I would that this loving missive between us would never become cumbersome or bothersome but always a point of hope and liberation.

As always, I remain in your service and available to be of assistance through the anointing of the Holy Spirit.  I appreciate when you share your concerns and ask me to join you in pray for the things that concern you.  Where two or three are gathered in His name, He is present.  Unity brings deliverance and miracles become a regular occurrence.