I love it, when a plan comes together. When there seems to be a problem, a solution is just a phone call away. Here is what I’m talking about. For the past year, I have volunteered at the Community Reformed Church, in Whiting NJ. What do I do? I help with the food pantry, on Monday. Continue reading
Over the years, the Holy Spirit has show me, some very fascinating scenes in my mind. They have ranged from sailing vessel at sea, fortresses, television personalities and colorful dragons. Yes, you read correctly.
A couple of years ago, I was praying and the Holy Spirit showed me, an incredible scene. I would call it, a vision because I was awake. I’m not sure of the appropriate term. I would love to see what you make of it. I do have an idea and will share it. Yet, I’d love to get your responses. Continue reading
Recently, I began volunteering at Community Reformed Church of Whiting, NJ. They run a food pantry, a clothe closet and a hot meal, during the week. It appears that they mainly serve my area. It’s a pleasure to help this church in meeting the needs of those struggling in Whiting.
I have heard how God can use a donkey, to teach someone a lesson. How about a wayward cart? Continue reading
Last week, I was reading a post on Paul Soares Jr.’s website. The writer was thanking Paul for saving his life. The young man was suffering from depression. Would you have thought that an entertaining storyteller could help someone? How about a YouTube video centering on a game, with same storyteller? Here is the young man’s story, if interested.
While reading his story and the helpful comments, I felt a need to share my story of overcoming depression. I would love to say, “A magic wand was waved over me and presto!” Alas, this is not the case. Nevertheless, God, the Father was faithful in seeing me through it. Continue reading
The other day, a friend told of a curious dream. My friend is playing checkers and his opponent is not a chimpanzee. Who was he playing? The opponent is God, the Father. My friend was sitting there and waited. After some time passed, my friend asked, “Are you going to move?”
“It’s your move,” came the reply. Continue reading