I have chosen to use women in this hour to do a mighty work for Me, but you must be unspotted from the world, anchored in my beloved Son, filled with My Spirit and moved upon with compassion and love for the lost and hurting, dispossessed, fatherless, widows, orphans and abused mass of people.
In a world of closed doors, will you open your heart and become an open door for others?
Now I’m free and I just want to be more available to you.
With arms wide open he’ll pardon you.
It is no secret what God can do.
God’s Glory Alone
But the favor of God came knocking; soon compassion followed and joy unspeakable was given birth to.
My grandmother would just sit back smiling and enjoying the company and conversations happening all around her. She never seemed agitated by all the noise and sometimes mishaps that took place.
Back in 1993, I met David, a young man in a drug rehabilitation facility. David shared the following poem with me called “The Letter.” It talks about the effects of cocaine, which could just as easily be replaced with the word SIN.
I just want to say….Thank you.