March 31, 2009
Copyright Carol Kindt
A neighbor is mowing his lawn. He takes no notice.
Another neighbor is cleaning her car. She sees nothing unusual.
Mom and Dad chickadees, back and forth from their nest in the beautiful gourd, bring delicacies from the pine tree. They are too busily concerned about their new ones to see me; fervently pacing out prayers.
A neighbor on the other side catches his dog at the edge of his property, as passersby take a stroll with their small dog in arm. Distracted, and protecting their little package from the very nice, yet a pit bull, coming close, not seeing, yet relating to me; guarding their little one close to the heart.
The mail deliverer came and went. Didn’t go to the box today; mail just wasn’t important.
If you saw my house today, you wouldn’t have noticed anything unusual. No flames shooting from the roof, no external alarm; only unseen ones of prayer...TONGUES OF FIRE! No neighborhood yells for help, “something’s wrong, something’s wrong;” only phone calls and emails to warriors, supernatural prayer lines in operation.
Fruit of the Spirit manifesting in:
love poured out to this dear one of mine, joy would come later, yet under girding at best, peace spoken over a body writhing in pain, the mind needing immediate answers, patience/longsuffering for gently probing questions about how the pain is now, kindness in a mother’s words of deep compassion; soothing comfort, the goodness of God, the rich blessing of having a mother and daughter embracing this painful moment, thank you, Mr. Bell for the telephone, the faithfulness of God, in this with us, the strength of gentleness/meekness enlisting help from a brother in the Lord at her side, self-control, the long waits, how is she now, and now, and now; to do my part at my post with warfare the trumpet sound.
What went on inside my house today? – something very serious;
from 7 AM to Midnight...a mother’s intense concern for her child.
No neighbor noticed, but –
God dropped everything for me today – He brought me to His importance.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
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