Yesterday was an unusual day. There is definitely attack that is going on in the body of Christ. I had two very unusual dreams which I decided yesterday to share in a different format. If you desire to be part of this, you must contact me, as I won't send this without your request.

There will be a new site labeled www.comeholyspirit.com/prophetic

Today's will be called "apostolic adventure." This dream will appear here. Everyone is not prepared for prophecy and evangelism. Again, you must request this letter.

Last night we saw MS symptoms delivered from a woman at cell. Shaking that had been going on for 2 plus days-GONE. Two new people showed up and the Lord is knitting hearts. A friend of mine 48 years old, had his first son, healthy and in great shape. Welcome Caleb Matthew.

I took my daily walk yesterday in an effort to overcome the symptoms of back and neck injury and I got lost with the Lord. Walking down the road, praying to Him. I got real lost. Everything turning green and colorful. The river moving along.

God. The Creator. The only one.

I was so "pumped" up with the Lord that when this backslidded man entered my driveway, I met him where he lives. God just poured out of me. Tears on my face. Tears on his face. The Lord calling out His love to this man. Today is more of a "diary" if you will. But here is a reflection. There is this heron who visits on the river in front of my house each morning. This large bird swoops in with scarcely a ripple as he lands. And then patience and methodical intent take over. He slowly overtakes the area he believes to have food. Moments later his patience pays off. C'mon. Is this bird smarter than me? He has learned patience. Patience that pays off.

Yesterday, I said I wasn't a probably a very good pastor. Yesterday I was reprimanded for confessing that over my life. And last night I was blessed with a card and a mug, and some gifts for the church. And I even received letters from people calling me a cyber pastor. Thank you.

But there is an issue lurking here. The scriptures are so clear about who is called and what the requirements are. I desire to be the "best" if you will. But those that know me best, know my shortcomings. Leaders struggle. We are men and women who walk by grace. The same as you. Oh, I know it says we are more accountable. So does that mean if we are twice as accountable, we are allowed 1/2 as much grace.

One of my dreams was about people who want to control leadership, and have judgement. In the dream they were confused by the washing machine in my house. I realized that they think we walk different. That we are different. People ask grace of me. I am getting better. Slowly but surely. I make mistakes. Sometimes big, glaring mistakes. My friends who know me best have a bigger job to do. They have to love me, help me and give grace. How we judge others is how we will be judged.

Have you judged a leader or anyone for that matter? Have they not met your expectations? May I ask you a simple question? Has God given you grace? Have you entered the gates of heaven while walking on earth.

I want to be perfect. Slowly but surely I realize I am not. My communication skills with my family are not the best. I get lazy in some areas. I get frustrated and angry sometimes. I let pressure build up and don't give it to the Lord. I don't pray as much as I should. I don't read my Bible as much as I should. I don't do evrything as you might do. But my measure isn't you or my friends, its Jesus.

There is no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh but walk after the Spirit.

My heart is to walk as Jesus walked. To loose these shackles of flesh. An old Indian saying; Don't criticize a person until you walked a mile in their mocassins.

You may judge me. You may condemn me. You can't take away my life. Like the heron. I am learning to approach things slower, so as not to ripple the water. Like the heron, I am learning the beauty of silence. (Maybe too little, too late, but I am learning!) I am learning to wait. To pick my target. And then to move on to the next task.