Sounds of Hope

It’s been many years ago now that I heard a man whose ministry I have always respected bellow out in a loud voice: “I hear the Lord saying, have you considered my servant Joyce.”   Oh yeah, I knew that phrase, it came from the Book of Job .   I’d been compared to Job before.   It was after a serious of very bad things that had happened.   I had been through house fires, death, disease, separation, and all manner of things.   I was almost on the other side of the Job like experience when I heard those words. It gave me much encouragement.   He went on to say that it was God who had chosen me (thanks God) and that I had come through well because God knew I would … or something like that.   He also said that he saw me with a great ministry and writing a book. I’ve heard that prophecy about a book many times.     I listened to that tape over and over again – Have you considered my servant Joyce.  Yes, God, have You considered your...

I'm having one of those day.  I'm getting ready to probably be more transparent and vulnerable that I should be.  It's just one of those day. Warning, I'm letting it all out - well, not all, but some Since the world looks at my blog, but so few actually read it, maybe my thoughts on this virtual diary will be ignored but I will feel better.  Now that was a complex sentence, wasn't it? Not the best I've ever written I'm sure. It's raining.  I didn't go to church.  I still have no church home.  I sometime wonder how in the world I got in this shape.  Churchless - I used to so criticize in my heart people who said "I am a believer but I don't go to church." I'm not mad at the church.  I love church.  I long to be part of a body of believers again.  But it always begs the question of where?  Seems I don't fit any where any more.  Seems no one wants the gifts and talents I have to offer the body of Christ. I got an upsetti...