Birth Of A Vision
How it all began
God’s prompting came clearly during my Sunday morning time alone with Him. It wasn’t an audible voice, but it was unmistakably Him, prompting me to write a class for those desiring to go deeper with Him. The possibility of writing and teaching such a class excited me to my core. I couldn’t wait to discuss it with Ann and Butch, our ministry leaders. I hoped Ann would be as thrilled as I was.
A Child will Lead Them
Learning to listen
A few years ago, I entered my son’s home never expecting to hear what was about to be revealed. After a few brief pleasantries, my son informed me that his 7-year-old son wanted to share something with me, privately. I was led to Isaiah’s bedroom. My son left, closing the door behind him.
