The kids were here this weekend.
It was nice to be with them.
We camped. Jack and I fished. We cooked bBQ. We drank a lot. We smoked cigars.
And, I didnt hang with the LORD once.
I contemplate the latest dream about being on the mountain and falling into the ravine.
It’s interesting becasue my place with Jen was high in God. I have been thinking for so long that I am far from God. But nope. Close. Up high on the mountain.
I dont get things these days. No power. No glory. I really dont feel Him much.
But, He said we were on the mountain.
And, I am on rocky and loose soil. The debris and me to get washed away.
I was on the edge and it feels that way. It’s time to get it right.
We are doing a fast. I got 28 days. Jen got 30 days.
I can step her way.
Chuck Pierce said something abou tlife not being the same as of today.
I dont know what that means.
But, I need to change.