Going After the One

This morning on the way home from church, I drove by the mostly devoured remains of a fawn. I only know it was a fawn because I saw it pre-devastation. I would have included a picture; but I’m not a pre-med student who enjoys cadaver labs, and I figured you might not be either.

I believe God has a message for someone.

The Brokenhearted Seat

Last Sunday, I went to church early to pray over the seats. I walked each row, touching each chair and praying in the Spirit. In the past, the Lord sometimes gave me specific things to pray over different seats, but this Sunday I just prayed general prayers as I walked.

Couldn't We All Have Been Part of the Crowd in Ferguson?

This morning, I happened to be at these verses in my walk through the Gospel of Matthew.

Jesus went through all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, proclaiming the good news of the kingdom and healing every disease and sickness. When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. Then he said to his disciples, “The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.” (Matthew 9:35-38, NIV, emphasis mine)