...I honestly don’t remember what I said to him at that moment, but I do remember making a promise to continue speaking favor and victory over my children from that day on.
...And there was one common thread of advice running through them all. It was that I should speak positive confessions over myself every day while looking in the mirror.
While we may fall short many times, God’s faithfulness in the process of polishing us never diminishes. With great care, He draws us in closely, concealing us in His quiver while removing all unevenness and any cause for imbalance, a lifetime process with highly effective results.
I was despondent as I sat by the window sill, and I could hear the rain softly falling in the night. And I felt a deep need to capture that moment and express my pain through writing. So, without even knowing I could write poetry, I wrote...
Five minutes after I started preaching, the Holy Spirit filled the room, and all the pastors began to weep. Each one confirmed the Holy Spirit wanted them to be part of the crusade.
One of the sacrifices of this job, besides my ego, was that I made barely enough money to cover the bills. Most days, I did not know how I would pay the bills; this was one of those days....