I am somewhere in South America. A mother weeps as her two-year-old child lays dying of a malnutrition caused illness. The young mother herself is bent and jaundiced from starvation.…
I am somewhere in Northern Africa. Small children scuttle around the crowded streets of a dirty city. New buildings are being built next to not so old buildings that are…
We are still in the tent of war, gathered around the active blueprint upon the table before us. Each angel speaks in turn, pointing out a lot of detail and…
The tent of war council has become my favourite place. Five archangels explain the blueprint that has been laid out for our lives and I am filled with such overwhelming…
We are in a large tent, something like you would see in the desert as made by nomadic tribes. The roof is spacious and hangs with folded linen to create…
I have been worshiping with Guardian for a few hours when he suddenly turns to me and asks me a question: Guardian “Courier. A great thing must be laid down…
