4:30, an hour to sunrise. God is saying things to me and I’m trying to unravel them, and the best way is to think I know nothing. And let things happen. There are healings afoot. There is big time prophecy afoot, meaning “in the world.”
There are also charlatans, and you know them because they want something from you. Always.
There is a raging rainstorm going, but in our shelter we are dry and happy. Good.
