The Spirit of A Soldier

The Spirit of A Soldier

Today I was in my studio painting and I was so overcome with a spirit of prayer.

Today I had the spirit of a soldier, one ready for battle.

As I was crying aloud for my city for my children for the lost, my husband came in an 

in a state of panic said "What's Wrong" I said oh nothing I was just praying. He said I don't know about you. "I thought someone had died". 

I pondered this as I thought about what it means. It means that at times I am so sad about the lost. The ones

who have never felt the moving of the Holy Ghost, the ones who have not found truth in his name. That lovely name of Jesus. My hope is to be able to  share that name with someone today.

Have you been baptized in that name?

 Acts 2:38

Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost.

A Spirit of Unrest

A Spirit of Unrest

Today I pray for a spirit of unrest. You might ask why would anyone ask for such a thing.  I feel the burden of the world on my shoulders. I shutter a cry from the depths of my being. Do I want it to go away? No by all means no. I long for a burden for the lost. For a calling to pray, a yearning that will not be quinched. So I cry, I pray that I

will never be comfortable when so many are lost. I hope that I will always feel that Spirt of Unrest as

long as there are souls who don't know Jesus. I pray that God will use me to reach someone,to tell them about bapism in Jesus name and that there is only one way. As I look at a map of Anniston, Al and the surrounding area I feel it consuming me... the burden to stand in the gap and cry out with groanings for souls...Any souls.

 Luke 23:28 But Jesus turning unto them said, Daughters of Jerusalem, weep not for me, but weep for yourselves, and for your children