Bus Driving

I see me driving a big yellow school bus through the Rockies. Along side are great cliffs withe ledges a thousand feet down. The bus tilts to one side as we go round the turns and children fall out the windows. Some are hanging on by the window frame. They are screaming. Angels come flying by like jets and catch every child as they fall towards the earth below.

The LORD says that not one of these little ones will be lost as long as you trust and believe and keep moving forward – even around the tight, rocky cliffs that seem to get more difficult as your climb higher. These children are the fathers of nations. They will be great leaders in My kingdom. You must deliver them.