I see me driving a fire truck. We are racing downt he diagonal towards boulder. I have laura riding shotgun with me. there are many spot fires all over the place. Jack and Jordan are riding on the very back hanging onto the bar that goes across like the old firemen used to do.
We come to the first fire – it is a kid laying in the street, and we pray healing upon him. I see a lost dog being returned to its owners. I see kids who have been beaten and torn being healed just by the presenece of our kids. I see Laura leading big speaking engagements to many women. I see her making declarations that breaks off bondage.
We are now rooted in that region. The valley is the LORD’s.
Ring the bell, Papa.