2/12/03 LOVE STORES LEAVING FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND
HEARD: It’s always going to be different.
It’s supposed to be. How you hear. How do we tell her
these things? Communicate. She wants to understand.
On her level. And so we weave a story. Wife, a good
time. She likes it.
HEARD: Can we keep being bridge on rhema?
Always. What is she doing? Comfort ye My people. Still
Today I fussed over how I hear the Lord and how the
similar calling doesn't look how other people walk it
Today I printed out more rhema and also printed for
myself a new
Word to Ponder book with all the ponders up to date
since a year ago. I laminated a cover and went to put
it all together. When I put the cover on, it was too
small. I immediately laughed knowing the Lord was
saying that it is much bigger than I think! So I
printed it out on ocean paper by the sandy beach,
knowing the ponder book will go to the nations. And
when I opened it up after making I said, “Speak to me
Lord, through the sands of time.” It was a prophetic
moment where He filled my mouth. I had no intention of
saying sands of time.
FUNNY CONFIRMATION: As I was going to find the
inserts on our rhema about the sands of time, my eye
fell on the a file called, Bio on Dr Sands. Funny!
CONFIRMATION: As I was typing the above
sentence, I accidentally typed, Bio on Dr Sandy. Funny,
QUICKENED CALENDAR: Today I worked several hours
on the December rhema file. When I was done I was very
weary as I had stayed up too late to get it done. I
glanced at my Family Circus calendar and it was Jeffy
putting on his boots. He said, “Grandma says, “If
you want to leave footprints in the sands of time, you
have to put on workboots!”
WORD TO PONDER THE LOVE LANGUAGE OF STORIES 2/12/03
Precious one, I have given you a gift to hear My voice
through many ways and means. I have built a special love
language known only to you and I. I have built it one
letter at a time using of unique reference points. That
is the way between two loves, they speak their own
language in mere glances across the room. One word
supplies a panorama of meaning between two who have
spent time in loving togetherness and communication. Can
you accept that between us, that this is our language?
I have created love bonds between all My children, where
they have allowed Me access. The language I speak to
them is just as different and unique to them as yours is
with Me. And so it should be.
You love stories, I created you to love stories.
Doesn’t it make sense that I would send you to share
stories? Let go of the stereo type that your gifts need
to look like others. I did not create you to walk in
their shoes. If others speak on matters of nations and
government, and you speak on matters of the heart, what
is it to you? What matters is that you speak My story
from your own life. I have places to send you that
others can not fill. Each of you are precious to Me,
and perfectly formed and trained to be My vessel fit for
My use. Relax and just be who I have created you to
be. Rest child, rest in Me.
“All praise to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus
Christ. He is the source of every mercy and the God who
comforts us. He comforts us in all our troubles so that
we can comfort others. When others are troubled, we will
be able to give them the same comfort God has given
us.” (2 Cor 1:3-5 NLT)