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In the Waiting Room
(Please note, this is a longer post than usual.) When I was young and became sick, I remember that my mother would bundle me up and drive me across town to the office of our family doctor, a white-haired GP who dispensed medicine from a one-man office, with the assistance of just one receptionist and one nurse. I don’t remember my mother ever calling ahead to make an appointment, we just showed up, put our names on a list, and then waited our turn to see the doctor. What I remember most vividly though, is that the waiting room was always packed with people, and every visit required a…
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A Line and a Net
Some weeks ago, while listening to a prophetic word concerning this past November’s highly contested presidential election, two words were dropped into my spirit. The first of these was line, followed a few minutes later by the word net. When I heard “line,” I was immediately reminded of what I had written last summer in my post Smoke and Mirrors. There, I had warned believers not to be taken in or deceived by the pandemic and the race riots which were then taking place, because they were merely diversionary tactics of the devil, designed… To create a line of division between believers—to prevent them from forming a solid voting…
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Smoke and Mirrors
When the Coronavirus first broke out, I kept hearing in my spirit the phrase, “Smoke and Mirrors.” But not being given anything else to go on, all I could do was wait for further instructions. Then, when George Floyd died and all of the riots broke out, I heard “Smoke and Mirrors” once more—again, without being given any additional information or instruction. Afterward, while observing the fallout from these events, I was amazed by the clear dividing line that was being drawn—not among the unbelievers but among those whom I considered to be committed and mature followers of Christ. I was simultaneously stunned and grieved to see so many of…
