I had a detailed dream, but the key points are some of the same things other intercessors are hearing.

1. Things are a bit confusing, and sometimes we seem to be “getting” something besides what we have been asking for.
2. In this season of transition, it seems many are facing what could be considered injustices.
3. Some are wrestling whether or not to “take things into their own hands”.
4. Some are feeling isolated, alone, forgotten and “invisible”.
5. The Lord is sending others to “stand” with us. They know the truth of the situation, and have power in prayer to bring strength and change to our circumstances.
6. We do not recognize where we are at the moment, the territory and surroundings seem very unfamiliar, and that makes us uncomfortable and apprehensive.
7. We seem to have lost our “identity” and resources, and must be careful not to allow fear to overtake us.
8. Many do not feel safe or equipped to move forward.
9. The Lord is guiding us through many obstacles, and though there may be natural “things” that might seem to “fit”. There is caution to not put on things in this season that are not yours.
10. Don’t “settle” for something just because it may seem to bring you “natural” security or protection. Inquire of the Lord; good things can hinder you from His best. Good things can rob one of destiny.
11. Just because something may seem correct or acceptable, doesn’t mean it is.
12. The Lord is carefully, leading us by His voice, He is strategically, guiding us through EVERY obstacle we are facing. He is also telling us where to walk, and what to avoid.
13. Though our “footing” and identity, and provision for this season may “feel” unsure, He is faithful and has said.
14. “If you make it through this “night; You WILL be FINE!”

Deuteronomy 15:3b-5, “But you must cancel ANY debt your brother owes you…There should be no poor among you, for in the land the Lord your God is giving you, to possess as your inheritance, He will richly bless you. If only you FULLY obey the Lord your God, and carefully follow the commandments I am giving you today…”

One day, as I looked around while driving, I saw the devastation of some past storms. I saw many trees that were scarred from this difficult winter, and from some of our recent ice storms. One tree I saw was completely “SPLIT” in half, and several others had branches still hanging by mere slivers of bark. Then I heard the Lord say to my spirit.

“You cannot bear the ‘weight of this season’ He then explained, “There is much destruction, and you cannot bear this alone. He gave me a picture in my mind of the beauty of the trees covered in ice, and then reminded me of the “heavy weight” that began to cause them to bend, and bow low. He then said, “If you are not flexible, you WILL break.” As I looked around again, I could see many trees bearing massive scars from a difficult season. Even today, branches still are everywhere, and though the clean-up has begun, one can see many scars of this season, all around.

Then I saw a huge board, about the size of a normal drywall section, a builder would use. It was on top of the shoulders of a person. It was VERY heavy and weighing them down. Then I saw a large man come under the board, he was taller, and stronger. He grabbed the sides of the board and stood up, completely taking the “weight” off this person. Then I heard the Lord say again, “You cannot bear the weight of this season alone.” Then I saw He was the one who lifted the weight of the heavy board. I saw Him easily lift the weight. He then put His arm around the person and walked beside them. He said, “Yoke yourself to Me, and I will walk with you. He said do not get too far ahead of Me and do not lag too far behind. Stay close and walk with Me, and I will guide your steps.” Then, He bagan talking about March being a time of Genesis, meaning, the beginning, development, or production of something, returning to the original plan. The Lord bagan to say, “This is a day of “New beginnings.”

It is time to let Me separate the “light from darkness”.

Let Me call everything into order into your lives. Let Me show you how to prepare for your future. This is a New DAY, it is time to let go of “Old Patterns” and Old Cycles, old “defaults”; generational weknesses that have hindered you from coming into the fullness of your destiny.

Don’t be afraid to “let go”.

I will give you New Things to replace the old. You will not be disappointed. Trust Me. This is a day of New Beginnings. I will highlight these old things that you MUST address, now is the time, My grace will help you face these things, I will bear the weight of this difficult season, you are not alone, and I am carrying you.

Declare those things I have promised, focus on the truth, rehearse My promises, not the enemies lies, this is a New Day, a New season, a New Beginning, let Me help you come into the fullness of ALL I have promised you!

I feel as though the Lord is saying as Ben was saying, the sun rises, and as you’re sitting here you have the sense of the light of God shining on you. You can feel His favor, His love, His kindness, His healing. But something in some of your hearts, when you leave here, when you go back to work or school, or wherever you go Monday, you’re expecting darkness to fall. You’re expecting the seasons to be as they always have, in summer and in winter. You’re expecting light and then the darkness to come. But God says in His presence there is no sun. He is the light. So the Lord would say, I want you to change your expectation, and when you go back to your various places, to your schools, to your homes, to your jobs, to your ministries, I want you to not expect the clouds of darkness. I want you to expect light. And some of you when you go back and you’ll have this expectation in your heart and you’re going to see clouds moving across the horizon, moving in, perhaps with the force of Katrina. That doesn’t make a difference. I want you to expect light, because I am light. And you see light is not threatened by darkness. And the Lord is threatened by nothing. And you are found in the Lord, so what do you fear? Look to the light, not to the darkness you see on the horizon. But look to the light that is in your heart. I have placed it there. The sun rises, but the Son is rising in you. Look to the light. Look to the light.

“God we just thank you for your kindness. We thank you, God for the trust you placed within us. And Father, we thank you for the things you have done in the midst of this church, in the midst of this people, and the covenant that you’ve cut with them, God. The covenant that you’ve cut, O Holy God, I pray that the anointing of the Spirit of God would continue to rest upon this place for the salvation of the Lord is here. The anointing of God is here. The calling of God is here. The destiny of God is here. So come, my church, revisit the things that I have called you to. Yea, I would call you to revisit those things, for those things are eternal, and I am the Holy God, and I have called you, and I have ordained you, and I have entrusted you. Yea, I entrusted you with the gifts and calling of God to bring to a dying and a groaning creation. So, come my Church and see the salvation of your Lord for this is only the beginning. This is only the beginning. Twenty years, but it’s only the beginning. So come and see the salvation of your Lord for I have ordained this place to come into a place in their God where the anointing shall flow from this place, not just to Fort Wayne, but to the nations. So come, my church, and listen to the voice of your lord, for I love you and I have ordained you to this. And you shall flow. Yeah the rivers of water, the rivers of anointing shall flow form this place to a dry and to a thirsty land.”
-Steve Fawley

“I was reading in Joshua 1 last night, and the Lord told Joshua to tell the people to arise and get ready, which is what He is telling us. And it was by the third day that they crossed over the Jordan. And the Jordan was at flood stages, because it was springtime, which I believe is tied in to what God is telling us. It’s time for us to arise and get ready. We’re crossing over. We’re going into that new place. And I believe it’s beyond the veil. It’s in the Holy of Holies. Well, I really felt like God was bringing rain. All the scriptures that we’re coming, that it’s spring time. Spring time is a time for rain. And that the 20th which is today is the first day of Spring. And God wants to break this thing open today. And we’re going to move from this point forward. But I believe it’s beyond the veil. You can look at the Israelites journey from Egypt. They started in Egypt, we can look at that as the outer courts, and then they went into the wilderness, which is the holy place, and then they crossed over. Crossing over is going beyond the veil into the most holy place.”
-Gina Jehl

(sung):
“The Spirit of the Lord is moving in our midst
And what you feel inside He says please don’t resist
He’s doing a work in you and He will see you through
For the Spirit of the Lord is moving in our midst.

The Spirit of the Lord is moving in this place
It’s raining down on us in the fullness of His grace
Our eyes had not yet seen, our ears had not yet heard
What the Spirit of the Lord is doing in this place

So praise the Lord, Praise the Lord
Praise our King, Praise our King, Praise His name
For the Spirit of the Lord is moving in this place.”
-Herb Flint

“The Lord has a word for us. He said I haven’t changed my mind. I haven’t changed my mind by what I said about you. And what have I said? I said healing. I have not changed my mind. I said joy. I said worship. I haven’t changed my mind. Dancers, I haven’t changed my mind. Singers, I have not changed my mind. People of God, I have not changed my mind about what I said about you, and what I’ve said for you and what I said through you. I haven’t changed my mind. Nothing has changed. The only thing that’s changing is you, from glory to glory to glory. Ron and Carolyn I’ve not changed my mind what I said. Where you planted elsewhere, it will grow here. Where you’ve gone other places and you’ve given yourselves there, it will bear fruit here. Where you’ve dug wells everywhere the rivers will flow. Yea, they flow now. They flow now. I have not changed my mind. Don’t let anyone change yours.”
-Lemuel Dees

“Hold fast to dreams for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.” -Langston Hughes

The Lord gave me the title of this book “Restoration of a Broken Vessel” about a year ago. When I looked up the word “restoration” it is defined as:

“A strategy, to rebuild something or bring it back into its original state”.

In light of unfulfilled dreams and the anticipation of reaching one’s destiny…

Recognize God wants to RESTORE His children. He desires to return them to His original plan and call forth the gold buried beneath years of accumulated debris. Garbage, that is hiding the real treasure inside. Tragically, many of God’s children have been betrayed, abused, and seem to have been robbed of their destiny. While on their pilgrimage they have become despondent, distressed, and destitute prisoner’s of an unseen war. The enemy of their soul seems to be triumphantly winning battles as they struggle “just to survive”. Many of these weary and debilitated soldiers were once impassioned visionary dreamers, but now, I see them everywhere, strewn about life’s gutters, like homeless vagabonds seeking purpose. Some are still sitting in the ashes of their lost dreams, fearful of risking yet another disappointment. So they remain paralyzed and unable to rise above the deluge of difficulties.

Recently, God gave me a picture of a bright colorful ribbon stretched taunt across a bridge. It symbolically designated a finish line, like the kind a runner would break through at the completion of a great race. It was the end marker of a journey toward destiny. As I looked toward this marker, I saw numerous people along the path, in different stages of their walk. As I glanced toward the finish line, it seemed there were many that had “lost their way”. Though I could see they were only steps away from the “finish-line marker, somehow, they had grown so weary, they could not even take one more step. Some were only inches away from the prize, but they could not see it. One elderly woman, who had “fought the good fight”, by struggling year after year forging toward her goal, finally decided she could not fight any longer. I watched her weak, tired, body collapse just beneath the ribbon, before crossing the finish line. Her bloody, wounded, knees revealed she had been crawling toward the mark for a very long time.

Next I saw numerous wounded soldiers sitting in scattered ruins and crying in despair. Though I could see the multitudes, their torrent of tears and suffering severely blinded them. Now, that they could no longer see where to walk, they sat down, desperately seeking solace. Some sat with their arms wrapped around themselves, rhythmically rocking back and forth while whimpering quietly. Others laid in a fetal position with their bodies shaking violently as deep heartfelt cries of desperation seemed to bounce off the silent heavens. A few of the soldiers filled with hostility, paced back and forth, like wild animals that had been cage. They defiantly shook their fists at God and demanded an explanation for their unanswered prayers.

Suddenly a Mighty Warrior appeared, His compelling demeanor, dispelled the darkness. He sat down in the dirty wreckage, and began to clean and bandage the fragile wounds of one of the hopeless pilgrims lying in the rubble. He calmly hummed a love song, while gently wiping away the pilgrim’s tears. His strong and rugged hand cautiously, lifted the transgressed pilgrim’s face. When his red tear-filled eyes and shamed countenance met the piercing eyes of the Warrior, he immediately forgot what had caused him to sit down in the rubble. The Mighty Warrior continued to pour a fragrant, healing balm on the lesions, completing his assigned task. As the pilgrim looked around at the devastation, he knew he must CHOOSE to get up! Already standing, by this time, the Strong Warrior reached His hand down toward the weary pilgrim still lying in the ashes. He hoped the pilgrim would let Him help. As the pilgrim’s hand touched the Mighty Warrior’s hand it was like lightening bolts passed between them. Lifting him from the depths of darkness, a strong anointing flowed from the Mighty Warrior to the pilgrim and immediately he was strengthened. The pilgrim’s weak legs wobbled momentarily as the Warrior helped him regain his footing. Standing beside him until he gained enough strength to walk, the Mighty Warrior vigilantly shared is heart. He began with exhortations of faith that enabled the pilgrim to gather a small measure of hope. Then Mighty Warrior gingerly pointed the pilgrim, in the right direction and reminded him of the promises he had been given. He reminded him that His Father, the KING, is not a man that would lie and pointed out how close he actually was to the finish line.

As they began to walk, side by side, the weary pilgrim’s body seemed to be strengthened. The Mighty Warrior gave him precise instructions, He also persuaded the pilgrim to watch for others along his journey, who may need help just as he had. Suddenly, like a blind man receiving sight, he too, could see the other weary traveler’s beside him. Their deep, dark, forlorn eyes reflected great personal devastation. It pierced his heart when he saw a brief reflection of what he had been before the Warrior came. Looking down a moment hoping to refocus and break the melancholy feeling of hopelessness, he unexpectedly realized his entire countenance had been transformed from that of a weary pilgrim to one of a young warrior. When he turned to thank the MIGHTY WARRIOR, he discovered He was already helping another pilgrim.

Immediately the newly transformed warrior began strengthening those nearest to him. He now had an unforgettable impression of the Mighty Warrior’s Love forever branded in his heart. With the same patience and loving hands of the Mighty Warrior, he nurtured others to once again look toward their destiny and the mark of their high calling. Slowly the weary pilgrims began to rise up, one by one. As these transformed pilgrims continued their individual journey, they began to strengthen others along the way, and soon a great army arose from the ashes of despair.

The Father is turning His heart back toward His children; He wants to restore EVERYTHING the canker worm, palmer worm, and locust have eaten. He wants to give you beauty for ashes, and joy instead of years of mourning. Let the Father declare His plan for your life. Then, you will truly know…

“Out of the embers, out of the ashes, and out of leftovers,
HE IS STILL ABLE TO RAISE YOU UP!

Father, we know that more than anything; we want your best. We know that we will NEVER find authentic life in ANYTHING apart from you. We know that we have obeyed You, and been faithful to the best of our ability… but we also know that some of us are still shattered beyond anything any man can repair. Without You, we will NOT recover fully, nor will we function as You intended us to.

Though we are always aware of this deep, dark cavern, almost a black hole that longs for wholeness, we need You to fill in the gap.

“I will give you the treasures of darkness and hidden riches of secret places, that you may know that I, the Lord, Who call you by your name, Am the God of Israel” (Isaiah 45:3, NKJV).

Father; set us free from EVERYTHING that hinders us from rising up to our high calling, our destiny. Remove the splinters that penetrate our souls, and have brought poison to our lives. We know that we cannot fix these things, believe me, we have tried. Help each of us individually through this painful journey from shattered dreams to destiny. Teach us to dream again, show us a clear path, and when we again begin to see our goal and the high calling before us, enable us to strengthen others along the way.

“Father take me to a place where my dreams come true, heal my broken wings so I can fly again…” -Patti Wasmuth

In the second vision: I saw a stunning Ming Vase. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I knew it was priceless, but unfortunately, after careful examination, I noticed some small chips on the lip of the vase. As I explored the intricate designs and then I noticed one whole side was shattered. The broken places were so severe it was as if someone had intentionally purposed to destroy its value and beauty. Though the damage was quite noticeable; I guarded it carefully because it was all I had. Then suddenly a huge sledgehammer appeared and shattered my vase. There were millions of pieces everywhere. I wept profusely, as I carefully gathered the broken pieces with special care not to lose any of the fragile slivers. I cautiously swept them in a pile near an altar. Warm tears streamed down my cheeks and dripped onto the carpet like a gentle rain. A warm-hearted voice startled me, for a moment I was frozen in time; everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. I watched as the silent film unfolded, the voice behind me firmly said, “You can not fix it!” I recognized that gentle loving voice. It was the voice of my King, the Lord. I turned to see how long He had been observing my unexpected crisis.

Though I knew He loved me more than any other person ever had, I still bowed my head in shame. I continued to quickly gather the broken pieces… I was embarrassed that He had discovered me trying to privately remedy this painful situation. He gently spoke again, “You can not fix it”.

I looked up, my bright red, tear filled eyes, and blotchy complexion clearly indicated I had been crying for sometime. “But Lord,” I stuttered between my deep gasps. I had only looked up momentarily to explain, “all I wanted to do was bring you something that was valuable” quickly bowing my head remorsefully. The tapes in my mind began playing the same old song. Through the years I had learned to take responsibility for whatever, went wrong, and somehow this too, must be my fault. I could no longer look my dearest friend in the eyes. Gazing at the ground and the disastrous irretrievably broken vase, I quietly stated, “I know it wasn’t much, but it was all I had”. I quietly waited yearning for just a small morsel of hope.
I had been searching diligently for a significant solution, but in my finite mind, there were none to be found. The King, my Lord, gently exhorted, “Man has marred your vessel, and you can not fix it”

I sat quietly weeping at the altar, feeling despondent.
I looked down at all the millions of broken pieces, immediately realized His words were true,
THERE WAS NO WAY I COULD FIX IT THIS TIME!

My body began to shake as I sobbed in grief. The dam holding back years of repressed memories and emotions finally could not contain the pain. The floodgates burst and tears filled the room. I desperately tried to regain a measure of composure. In the next scene, I saw a Ziplock bag filled with the pieces I had gathered only moments before. Filled with uncertainty, I could only focus on the immediate dilemma. Suddenly a chilling presence entered the room my old friends; hopelessness and desperation came to console me. The King immediately came and sat beside me. His deep love penetrated the darkness and the light of His love displaced the mysterious phantom “friends”. The King gently lifted my head, and with the utmost care. He brushed my wet hair from my face and softly wiped away my warm tears.

Again He gently reminded me, “you cannot fix this, but I can! I will be the one to restore the broken vessel, and it will be all that I intended it to be. Now give me the broken pieces…” He said firmly.

“But Lord,” I argued. His gentle, nail- scarred hand discreetly reached toward me and He said,

“Give me the broken pieces, I WILL RESTORE the vessel.”

“This is the word of the Lord that came to Jeremiah from the Lord;

Go down to the potter’s house and there I will give you a message. So I went down to the potter’s house, and I saw him working at the wheel. But the pot he was shaping from the clay was marred in his hands; so the potter formed it into another pot, shaping it as seemed best to him. Then the word of the Lord came to me: O house of Israel, can I not do with you as this potter does? Declares the Lord.

“Like clay in the hand of the potter, so you are in My hand.” – Jeremiah 18: 1-5

So I came with a bag full of shattered dreams, I humbled myself and I cry out to a merciful God “Heal me Oh, Lord, that I may fulfill the purposes you have for me. Though man has marred my vessel, reshape this clay and restore this broken vessel to your original plan and bring forth the destiny you purposed from the foundations of time.

“Lord do not rebuke me in your anger,
do not confirm my poor experience.
Have mercy on me, for I am weak.
Please heal me, for my life is shattered beyond repair.
How long Lord, must I wait for your answers?
Return soon, don’t ignore my cries…
please speed-up the process and deliver me.
Save me from the pain and destruction
that pursues me night and day.
Show me Your great mercy!
Give me a morsel, a small crumb of hope.
Help me choose life.
For if I die without deliverance,
who will remember Your great power?
If I am in my grave, who will give you thanks?
But Father, I am so weary with my groaning;
on my bed, I cry, night and day.
Why are the heavens are silent?
My eyes are red and swollen because of my grief.
I am bowed low in shame, all day long I mourn.
I am feeble and utterly crushed, my heart pounds,
And my strength fails me.
My friends and family avoid me because of my wounds,
Psalm 6:1-7; 38:10,11 (Paraphrased Patti Wasmuth)

And the King said, “COME UNTO ME, all who are weary and burdened, I WILL GIVE YOU REST. Take my yoke upon you and LEARN FROM ME, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you WILL find rest for your weary souls. Matthew 11:28-29

“My people, my people, my people; My children, my very own. I want to draw you into my presence in a way that you have never known before. I want to demonstrate not only my love and kindness toward you, but I want to release upon your life blessing upon blessing upon blessing. Will you turn your heart toward me? Will you consider all things loss for my sake? Will you pursue my face? Will you seek my presence? Will you abandon yourself to my rule, my rule of love? Come to me, come to me, come to me.”
(Ron Allen)

“The Lord has struck a covenant. He struck a covenant with this church in the beginning. And this year as Jackie spoke, a ring was lost. And that’s symbolic of a covenant. And she only lost it for awhile. And what the Lord is seeking to do even this year in your midst, He’s looking for renewed vows. He’s looking for you to make a renewed commitment to the things that He’s spoken over you. For what He has spoken is truth. It’s true. And though some of you have lost sight of the things that have been spoken in the past over this place, God is speaking a renewed covenant to you today. He’s speaking a renewed covenant to this church this year. A renewed covenant, for He is the I am. And the thing that He begun, He shall finish. And the work that He’s begun in each one of you, yeah, I placed you here. I’ve drawn you here and I’ve spoken a covenant over your life. For yeah your soul is mine, and I am yours. So come with the invitation of your God. Come with the invitation of your King. Come with the invitation of your Lord and Savior, into a holiness, into a purity, into a presence greater than you have known. For this is your year. This is the year of the renewed covenant of your God. Yeah, let it be a symbol to you. Let the things that have been spoken even this year be a prophetic thing spoken over you, for I love you, my church. And I’m drawing each one of you. I’m drawing you into the accord of your God. Will you come and not reject the invitation, for I love you.”
(Steve Fawley)

DREAM 12.21.04

In my dream I saw a person on a white horse, going ahead at full speed. There was a person dressed in full silver body armor and he was carrying a white banner. There was a bright white light surrounding both rider and horse. A small distance behind the white horse was a brown horse with a rider dressed in a brown mantle. The space surrounding this horse and rider was dim and fuzzy. I heard the rider on the white horse say “I am the Ultimate Risk-Taker. How close to me do you want to be?”

INTERPRETATION:
I believe the rider on the white horse represents the Lord. He is my redemption (silver). He IS the pure white light. He is full of confidence, moving ahead showing the way, lighting the path.

I believe the rider on the brown horse represents me/ the Body of Christ. (Brown has always represented a servant to me personally.) The servant follows the Master.

APPLICATION:
The Lord asked how close I want to be to him because I’ve been hanging back in taking risks because of fear. The closer I stay to His presence the more I will be involved in taking risks, because HE is the Ultimate Risk-taker! He wants me to succeed, so He wants me to be able to see and hear what He does clearly. I am made in His image, so I will do what He does and say what He says. The only way to be accurate is to stay close to Him. The closer I stay to Him, the clearer I will be able to see and hear. When I hang back my vision and hearing get dim. I get confused and fuzzy-minded. So He asks….just how close to me do you want to be? Do you really want what my Presence will bring?

It is in His presence I receive power that releases purity, provision, perspective and protection. To take the risks a servant of Jesus Christ is called on to make, it takes His presence. He is the one who indwells each one of us as His children.

Read the story of Gideon in Judges 6 and 7 to see some characteristics of a risk-taker and some of the fears we all face as we step out in faith, taking risks. John Wimber always use to tell us the way to spell faith is R-I-S-K. So true. Who among us hasn’t felt the stomach start to churn when we hear the prompting of the Holy Spirit and our response is, “You want me to do wwwwhhhat? Mmmme? But….”

Briefly some characteristics of a risk-taker:

• Confident in God (we know the WHO, not the HOW…but when we know the WHO, we then know the HOW as we need to)
• Have a Purpose (know who God says we are and act on it)
• Know where the Power comes from (it is about Him, not us)
• Have God’s Perspective (our ways and thoughts are not His)

The basic reason we don’t take risks when God asks us to do something is all kinds of fears born out of a lack of trust in God. Gideon experienced these kinds of fears:

Fear of Exposure of who he really was – he didn’t think of himself like God did, Fear of Failure, Fear of Family, Fear of People/Peers, Fear of being hurt, Fear of death, Fear of confrontation, Fear of standing alone.

God asks us to live in faith instead of fear in order to advance His kingdom.

FAITH confronts, Fear cowers. Faith demonstrates confidence, Fear hesitates. Faith moves ahead, Fear holds back. Faith approaches God, Fear relies on self and others. Faith is bold, Fear waits and asks I wonder what would have happened if…”. Faith asks for miracles, Fear wallows in self-pity. Faith inspires others to risk, Fear draws others into fear. Faith attempts the impossible, Fear is overcome by the impossible. Faith triumphs, Fear loses.

GOD HAS A PLAN
SATAN HAS A PLAN
I HAVE A CHOICE
GOD IS THE WHO and THE HOW!!

What makes a risk worth taking?
Lives are saved
Nations are saved
Sick are healed
Blind eyes and ears are opened
The lame walk
The dead are raised to life
Captives are set free
Relationships are healed

We take risks because we believe in someONE and His ability to work in and through us. This is faith in action.

I believe 2005 will be a year of risk-taking for the sake of the Kingdom. Let’s enter into this adventure and change our world of influence!!

For the Lord and for the Body of Christ….YES and AMEN.

Carolyn Ruth Allen
12.21.04