Liquidation Sail

Liquidate. I felt sure the Lord had spoken a one word sentence to me.
Liquidate. Because of the business I am in, I got a little nervous. I
know for "fact" that you can not sell from an empty cart. But, as the
day wore on I felt to share my word with my partner. He looked at me.
We had just made the decision to launch the antique side of our
business and had made some heavy investments with the idea of holding
on for the bigger money. I let it go. Perhaps the pearl before the
swine and I had messed up. I began to think of all the other parts of
my life.

I received a great thrill when Jesus said to the rich young man,
"Sell all that you have." And so I have tried to sell all that I have
that I might have more.

The next day my friend said to me, We ought to consider making our
antiques side like our business and industrial side and sell faster.
So, we agreed. I watched a beautiful spinning wheel, a super old
industrial cart and a few other items fall under the new decisions.

Ok...so I thought.

Yesterday my "dad" asked me what the Lord had been telling me. The
other day someone else asked me if I had a word. As I heard the words
I knew I did.

Liquidate. I have meditated on it for days.

Some of my conclusions are this.

The Lord is asking us to give up things dear to us, even those things
He has given us, so that He might bring us through to the next place
He is wanting to be. I think my favorite person in the scriptures
(Outside of Jesus.) is Abraham. I feel the Lord saying to me, to
others that I would like to give to you as I gave to Abraham. And for
me to be able to do this, you will have to give up something so
precious(Even as Isaac was to Abraham.) that it is painful. "Did I
give you this? Most assuredly says the Lord." And now I want to see
if you will give it back to me.

The Lord will soon be asking(If He has not already.) ministers and
business people, "will you give it back to me?"

And this brings me to the next word the Lord is speaking...communication.

Just as the word "liquidate" speaks of liquid and a flow, the Lord is
asking His church, "will you communicate?" Not just the Gospel, but
will you be in touch? Am I the only one who has ever experienced the
lack of communication, only to be thinking someone is upset with me?

Communication-I believe the Lord is saying that communication is a
result of liquidation. The word communication suggests a flow of
experience and feelings (Not just words!) to one another. The flow is
like the river. A liquid state of something moving from one place to
another. Our communications need to carry the river of the Father to
those we speak with.

And finally the "liquidation sail." I believe the Lord is saying
that if we might follow His instructions here, we will be free to
follow the Holy Spirit, wherever He might take us.

One For The Thumb

Like millions of others, I watched the Superbowl. And while I had no
favorite, it was tough. I saw Seattle as a young team with a lot of
fire and hope. My emotional ties to the Steelers stemmed from my
youth where there were annual trips to the practice field and many
autographs.

As the game ended, I felt a "letdown" of sorts. I had actually
watched a lot of football this year and a lot of pregame stuff on
Sunday. And I felt everybody watches the Superbowl. And yesterday I
read about churches that had Superbowl parties with prayer at
halftime (Obviously, they did not know who Mick Jagger was!!!). And
the rest of the day was a blur yesterday, with no real highlights. So
exasperating were many of the situations yesterday that I found
myself in the bathroom in front of a mirror crying out for the Lord
to come back and "now" would be a good time. Last night a family
situation put the cap on it.

But during the day I thought about the meaning of the win. Was there
one? I certainly would have been wrong had I bet on the game. And I
thought about this line, "One for the thumb." Lord, that means 5, a
completion of sorts. And the more I meditated on it (Better than
meditating on the lies of a company we spent a lot of money with last
week and they changed their pickup days causing us a complete change
of our week. But hey, if we wanted to keep the schedule they would
only charge us $500 per day.) the more I sensed something to it.

Another ring for the thumb. A fifth ring indicating victory. For me,
it was deeper than that. It represented a recap of prophetic words in
Ephesian 4:11, when Jesus says He will give the church the gift of
the five ministry gifts. One of the gifts being the apostolic. So
many denominations have held on to the pastor, teacher and evangelist
gifts, but have denied(I am sure in many cases it is out of
misunderstanding.) the gifts of the prophetic and the apostolic. Many
have embraced the prophetic in recent days, but let's be real, we
have almost been taught that the apostolic represents control. But
what if it simply means what it means? People "sent" to a people for
the purpose of establishing His kingdom, What if we recognize the
word apostle because signs and wonders follow and not because it is
on their business card?

Is it possible, one for the thumb" represents a season of true
apostolic leadership and gifting coming to the church?

Where I will be
February 11th-Prayer and worship @2PM Mountaintop Christian
Fellowship, Oakland Maine
March 25th-"God Loves The Witches" Conference all day University Of
Maine, Machias, Maine
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!

Too much

As Tina and I sat there watching something on the TV, we heard a
"pop." At first I thought it was the wind throwing something at the
window. A little while later. "Pow!" This was way too weird. Someone
was shooting at us! Seconds later the third "pop!" I jumped up and
ran to the wall. Oh no! The batteries had blown up for my camera.

How had it happened? There are two types of rechargeable batteries. I
had used one for so long, I forgot to hit the switch when I
introduced a different kind. The power was too much for them. They
exploded, leaking into the charger and onto the floor. (Hey, at least
we weren't being shot at!)

In my life and the lives of others, we want to see more of God. We
cry out "more!" But what happens when He shows up? I am convinced it
is not always the way we think it is going to be. Maybe we will be
like the battery, coming to the place where we can not absorb any
more of what He is doing, because we have to make room for the new.
"I must decrease that He might increase."

As we approach the New Year, I want to make room for what God is doing.

Busyness must go. I have too many friends, too much family and too
little time. I do not want to "explode" no longer able to contain or
do what He is asking of me.

There was an old Monkees' song. In it, a pig ate so much...he popped.
If I am going to "pop" I want it to be a release of the good ness of
God and His grace over all those He holds dear.

--
Lee & Tina Johndrow
Pillars Of Clouds & Fire Ministries
88 WCFR Drive
Springfield, VT 05156
802-885-2885

http://www.pocafministries.org

Building relationships to build our community for the glory of God.
Partnering with people for the glory of God!

Wow! Wow! Wow!

We knew dreams would be of the Lord. We knew we would have them. Did we know that as we approached the throne room of heaven in a more intimate way, God would have our number on speed dial?

The last few months I have been inundated with dreams. Sometimes as many as 6 a night. A variety of dreams. Dreams that I must seek the interpretation of. Prophetic dreams in the sense that a "wheel in a wheel" might have been for Elijah.

Why write about dreams now? Because I believe these announce a new dimension of what God may be doing here.

I may have said in the past I ask God things before I go to bed, with the expectation that He will answer me. Yesterday, I met with some young people. They are going through the ringer. They are in the midst of parental dispute. When I met them, they downloaded to me for over an hour about  what is going on. I won't lie. It made me angry. Two parents...both professing Christians, who have created a pressure cooker like most of us can not imagine. "Lord-give me an answer here," was my bedtime cry. What I saw was angels on alert. Come on! I know this! No, this was different. As soon as I picked a "target" the angel was off. This angel was an angel of "confrontation" for I have no other word than that. As I ran through my list of "targets" the angels jetted off to "confront." Now, I will tell you. I have only had "visions" and dreams of angels. As I read through the scriptures when an angel showed up that person was different...for ever! So many tell me they see angels without these results that I am not so sure I believe them. 15 years ago Jesus showed up in my car. My life changed forever! And I was scared! And when I got where I was supposed to be, people knew something had happened. A miracle happened for one of my children. But guys, I am telling you it was not on my grid! It was "frightening."

And everywhere I "looked" an angel of confrontation headed out. I felt like a jet fighter. No buttons, no words, just "lock in" and "FIRE!"

And the second dream came along. I had people in my home when a busload of people showed up at my home. They came to bring me a "community" Bible. I did not accept it because I had Bibles. Tons of them. Why? Because I believe God will show up and the cases of Bibles I have will be gone in a heartbeat. I even prayed over them yesterday as I was cleaning house. These people wanted to talk. But there was one man (They introduced themselves to me and I am excited because to the best of my knowledge before I went to bed, two of these people were not saved!) who as he gave me my name, I did not know him but I clear as a bell heard his name. ED BERMAN. Now, I really do not know this guy, but trust me, he was saved. So, if that name is on your radar screen, press in. The name is not a name I now. The Community Bible I believe is relevant because God is handing over deeds to towns. They are not going to an organization. They are going to a people who will pray. I think it is ironic that they drove up the mountain in a bus.

So, what does this all mean?

I felt the Lord agree that there was a grace for angels of confrontation. That these angels would not be held up for days or weeks or a time. but they were the "smart bombs" of God given over to a people who will pray for the end of injustice. Who will stand up and defend the downtrodden. I taught 11 years ago a Jewish principle. It went like this. The church has a responsibility to lift the downtrodden  WITHOUT destroying the oppressor.

We are being positioned for a miracle. One of my children of the spirit wrote me this a week or so ago and so I share it in it's entirety.

FROM CR

I had a vision this week of pick up sticks. The sticks are all in the center. I understood that each stick represents a member of the body of Christ.  A hand started to pick up a stick and was very careful not to move the rest.  I believe what the Lord is doing through this vision is that there are people that He will reposition in His body.  He will carefully pick them up like sticks to be repositioned.  If we are being repositioned, we have to be very careful not to move the other pieces as the Lord deals with whatever it is He is dealing or working in us. (I now understand this.....I can't cause pain to my mother)

 In prayer yesterday, I had this sense of being confined in a box.  I had this strong sense in my spirit of wanting to get out because I was in a box. I also had this sense of all these people that have been boxed in by men and by themselves because of the lies that they bought and the agreement they made with the enemy.  I then saw this outburst or explosion in the spirit that I know had something to do with His people getting out of the box.  While walking my sister's dog that morning, I saw this explosion again which I understood to be an explosion of His purpose.  And I heard this in my spirit, My people are getting out of the box because the purpose of heaven for their lives are coming and it's going to come like manna from heaven. ( In D's sermon today she shared that the Hebrew word for purpose is show-bread which is the bread of His presence).

 What I believe the Lord is doing is revealing to His army their purpose in this hour.  An adjustment or a repositioning of His people has to occur for His purpose to come forth.  He is already doing this for years but we will see a much greater influx of this repositioning in the days ahead.  You will hear of people moving, wanting to move and this will be a confirmation of what is happening in the spiritual level. I am not talking about certain people in the ministry that are already in transition, I am talking about those that we are not aware of as of this word.

 I believe the Lord is saying that the grace will be off for being in a box.  Now there will be His new grace to move.  There will be a grace and a desire to move to the new position He is calling us.  A lot of His people in His church cannot move because the other parts of their body are not there with them yet, these people are still in the process of being repositioned.  Once the connections He want to make in this hour are accomplished and those that needs to repositioned are connected to the right part of the body, we will start to move.  I am sensing that the Lord will give grace to His people that He is repositioning so they can start to move; He will give grace to those in their comfort zones so they can start to move; to those who are oppressed so they can start to see that they are being oppressed so they can start to move; and to those that are being controlled so they can come out of that control and be part of the Lord's army.

We have been positioned. For today. There is a new realm of the "heir force" that has come into place. Let us with maturity, lift those whoa re young into their destiny as the great cloud of witnesses watches us fulfill their destinies.

Blessings,

Lee

Lost Toys

When I was a child many of my toys found themselves "lost." Arrows
would be shot in the air, trucks and cars buried in the dirt and some
just never made it out of the closet or toy box, having been replaced
by others.

Last night I had a dream about lost toys. My recent bedtime routine
has been with a final request to the Lord to answer a question. I
wake up with the answer.

But toys?

My question was: "what is the next thing we are to do and by the way,
I am speaking tomorrow, could I have a word that transforms me? I
really don't like recycling(I do not like recycling, period.*) words,
God. And I would like some rhema."

Now, I should tell you that last night I was working on a older Tonka
truck. It was a fire truck. Actually called a water cannon and it's
number was 5(For grace, I assume.) Now, the ladder didn't go up the
way it once did and the siren didn't not shriek(Thank you God!) but
it was in really good shape otherwise. Kind of like me I thought. I
am not as wild as I once was, but I still got a lot of "kid" left in
me. BTW-this Tonka toy will be sold on ebay and some child(Or older
man masquerading as a kid will get it.)

So, in the dream there were all these lost toys. And Santa (Do not
get religious on me now!) had sent people to get the lost toys out of
the homes and sandboxes and car seats, because he had a plan. A
redemptive plan for the toys. A use for them. A use to bring in other
toys until he had collected all the toys to himself. And brought
healing and restoration to them. New legs, new arms, new wheels, new
paint.

I see that the Lord is releasing a people to the chasing down of
"lost toys." First, He is taking the ones who are moving and
"playing" (I am sure this is deeper than I think!) and He is
restoring them. I think this is the process we are in. The next phase
for Him will be to send these "toys" out.

So-I sense that the things that are going on right now where some of
it doesn't make sense, will be clear very shortly. We are in the
middle of being reclaimed. Not that we did not know who we belonged
to, but the higher purpose of our life and the gifts it brings will
clarify, even by Christmas. And in that reclamation process, even the
older "toys" will be shiny and beautiful for the King, Himself.

*I am not against the principle of recycling. I feel as Christians we
have stewardship over the earth and should live as such. Hey, I do
ebay. Everything I sell for the most part is recycled. On the other
hand, the only time you get to recycle in our town is on specific
days. And I always think (Here is where my wife thinks I have way too
much time on my hands.) that as you pull into the center for
recycling, you are to pick a lane(Kind of like toll booths.) and they
"herd" you to the appropriate place. Wow! If I was a terrorist, I
would just build a recycling center knowing that everyone would show
up and pick a line on Saturday morning. It's time for free enterprise
to be allowed to reign in this area. Here, I have to drive to a store
to get tickets to get rid of my trash. Then I have to go the
recycling center. Extra driving-why not have the tickets at the
recycling center? Because we have people on community service who are
going to steal them?

As you can see...I need prayer for this.

Speaking of prayer-I will be speaking at the White Horse Cafe
tonight. Prayer would be cool. Prayer for our newspaper, The New
England Flame is appreciated. And prayer for our business as we bring
in some fine tuning.
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Fisherman's Wives & The Widow's Walk

Fisherman's Wives & The Widow's Walk

Over the weekend I ministered in Gloucester, Massachusetts. And the
Lord prompted me with a few things.

The gist of it is in the title.

You may know that Gloucester is a fishing town. And many fisherman
never returned. (you can see the linkat
http://www.seecapeann.com/see_gloucester.html ) And as a result of
the fishing industry and the losses of family members there is an
architecture called a widow's perch. This is the top of a home where
the spouse of the fisherman frequently climbed up to(It was on the
roof and there was rail around it.)see the returning boats. After a
storm many of those boats never returned and it was called the
widow's walk. The fishermen's wives left behind to fend for
themselves.

The body of Christ has experienced a "widows walk" in New England. We
have often walked away from the source of all our life, Jesus Christ,
by the very fact of our established independent attitude. Too many
times God has closed in on us, only to have us reach a peak of "good
feeling" and leave the dependent state upon the Lord that brought us
here in the first place.

We have walked like the widow, who has lost her lover. Finances have
dried up, friendships derailed and the pain of loss bringing on
discouragement, shame and guilt.

I felt the Lord say which harbor will you choose? Will you choose the
safe harbor of my love and my protection or will you walk your own
way? The widows walk. It keeps the Lord from reaching into our lives.
Who walks like a widow? Those who have shame, guilt and frustration.
I am not talking about a holy frustration that just cries out "more
Lord!" I am talking about living far from the goodness of God.
perhaps a situation brought you to this place. It matters not what
the realm or the vehicle that brought you here, for it is the heart
of the Lord to embrace his bride. And to lavish His love upon her.

New England we must awaken to the love of the Lord!

The fisherman's wife that will cry out for the return of loved ones
to the fold of the Lord. I see a new understanding of this person who
cares more about the people who are on the way to the depths of hell
and will lay down their life for the sake of a soul.

There is a revived heart that is looking over the horizon and saying
"enough! I do not want to be alone anymore. I do not want to be
trapped by my sin or my lack of purpose. I want all that you have for
me. I do not want to walk like a widow for you, Lord have loved me."

"I will not have a fear of man or a fear of destiny. I will not be so
reserved that I can not hear you Lord. I will look over the seas to
see your coming."

There is another part to the fisherman's wife. It is the party who
leaves other's behind, leaving wounded, devastated people in your
wake. It is I, who have left men and women in my wake as I moved my
way. My independence has cost. I am not talking about chasing the
Lord; I am talking about those who have gone ahead leaving behind
"family" for the sake of ministry.

New England-we have been called to a greater destiny. We have been
given the torch of revival. We have received the love of the Lord.
Let us not become dependent on our independence again. We have been
given mercy when others have received judgements. Let us open our
hearts to the King in such a way that the ice comes off New England
and the polar cap of religion melts down. Let us love one another
that they "might know us by our love."

I had a conversation this morning and I was asked by a woman if all
men were relationally challenged. I said YES! But, some of us learn
to bypass our thoughts and fears and hopes that we not walk like the
widow. The greatest expression of love to come will be that of loving
one another.

Blessings,
lee
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Can you hear it?

Can you hear it?

Every now and then as I walk down my road or through my fields, I can
hear it. What is it I hear? It is the sound of the wind building
speed, moving through the trees, though not necessarily where I am
standing. You know the sound. You can hear it rippling through the
grass. Leaves and debris blow across the road.

And lately my dreams have revealed it. My visions have "seen" it. And
even as I sit at the computer or I am driving, I "hear" it. What is
"it?" I believe it is the presence of God in a new way. As I listen,
it is like an unseen being, pushing down the fields of grass, blowing
through the trees branches and moving things about. Each branch or
blade of grass representing a human moving with the Lord. Each
skittering leaf, a demonic creature forced out of the way.

Weird? I think not. The presence of the Lord is moving quickly to be
part of all we know. The tipping point has been passed. Life is
changing. What has been described as a famine of the word is about to
change. Life as we know it in New England is about to become
different.

There is an urgency, if you will, in the voice of the Lord. There is
a movement and an increase. Just as I awake to the foreign noise in
my home, I have detected a difference in the atmosphere. A shift some
might call it. Wow!

And if we stopped at WOW! it would be a good thing. But what does
this wind mean? Does it mean revival? If it does it means a change in
the way we do business. Many have not built for this "storm." And
there is apart of me that wants to say "I told you so." But, with the
idea of Noah ringing in my head. How did he feel? A man who would
take all those years to build a boat, facing ridicule and the idea of
being an outcast, what did he feel. Serving God is one thing, but
being cooped up with all those animals for all those months, that is
a whole different deal. I believe he cared about the loss of all
these people.

And so in the midst of this storm we are going to hear people, trying
to get "in." Some of the church has already begun to harden their
hearts. I am telling you this will not pass muster in the midst of
this storm.

I spend most of my life outside of the church. I like it there. Why?
Because while I know the church is God's plan A, I see the "church"
trying to become something it was never called to be. At my
presbytery, they said i was too mystical for the church and i needed
to come down and smell like the sheep. So much for having a prophetic
nature that prevents people from being hurt. So, I allowed my wings
to be clipped in submission to people. And many have been treated the
same way. So, now we have to prophesy to the church, "could you like
, go get the people you hurt and sent away?"

What would happen if these people said "NO!" We think we have the
weird prophetic types now, don't we? I speak to psychics
(pre-Christian prophets) who would scare you. Skateboarders who could
gather a crowd that would shame most churches. Can we discuss the
anointing for a moment? These people were anointed by God for the
church at their birth, before their birth and God is looking for a
few good people with the guts to jump into the fray and say "I am on
your team." We have become so adept at building ministry, we forget
what it looks like to build people.

And for those of you "in the church" who feel like you have been left
out of the church, would you let God heal your wounds and come in out
of the rain? I understand scars, I don't understand running around
with gaping holes. Sit still long enough to be held, touched and
healed. Stop running around saying you are the church and potshotting
at the church.

The water is rising. We feel it at our feet. We occasionally get
splashed by a higher wave or two. The wind is picking up. The
opportunities are multiplying. Do not worry about what goes on iside
the church, but be concerned with what God wants to do outside the
church building.

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Restore unto me the joy of my salvation

Restore unto me the joy of my salvation

I resigned. Stepped down. Life as I had known it for nearly 10 years was over. And I took that step of faith(?) into an abyss not knowing the results. Believe the prophets and you shall prosper.

This morning I awoke at 3:50 to hear "Restore unto me the joy of my salvation" singing through my head. I began to pray for friends and family. But, being in bed just wasn't working for me, so I arose, thinking I could shake this off, but I couldn't. So many, weren't enjoying their salvation. I spoke to a newer Christian yesterday who was reaping the fruits of his choices(Don't we all, unless the mercy of God is invoked.) He had "tried" to enjoy, but the demons of his past were great and his feeling that it was all supposed to be ok kept him from the confessions of his hurt and his pain. I(I pray my words and gestures bear fruit in his life.).

I have never known as many ministers who have stepped down, as I have witnessed in the last few months. I prophesied over a minister who had been forced out of ministry by his board. And part of the word was that I saw a chess board and the piece representing him was being removed, but not to be placed to the side with fallen men, but to be moved to a new square. He was not charismatic, and Hey! I had only asked to pray, but the word of the Lord and His Presence brought tears to this man with hope. In one church so strong was the need to know the love of God and be accepted, I suggested that they start a "Love party" or "Get a hug" night.

Yesterday I was given a word, that though I saw myself as removed the Lord was getting ready to do something in my life. That gave me hope, because despite a powerful weekend of ministry and seeing God move, I was unsure. "Where do I fit in?"

Many of you have prayed, fasted and walked with us, so, please let me share the joys of the weekend.

It began as a 5 hour trip to Maine. As I drove through a community called Topsham I felt the presence of the Lord and I also felt the struggle inside of me. I called a friend to have him pray for me. I arrived and was greeted with love and kindness. A wonderful lasagna didn't hurt.

The next morning, we left early and as we headed to our first appointment a bald eagle flew just above the vehicle while we crossed the river. Amazing! We arrived and met the first pastor. I saw blood in the house of this ministry. It turned out to be a former meat packing house. The blood was crying out the Lord told me. The avenging for souls in this community. we went down to the bay with 3 swords to fulfill a prophetic word my friend had. The sword I had was aptly named "Sword of fire." As 3 of us placed the points of our swords into the beach in front of these Druid idols, I saw fire on the water like gasoline and the rising of the waters with the glory of the Lord. As I shared the pastor told me a new believer had arisen from their baptism and seen the same thing. As we stood there and prophesied the waters(The tide.) moved up and covered our swords connecting them by the waters. We left there and joined a small group of pastors. I had seen a school on the way in transformed by the presence of the Lord and shared this with them, that God would use the arts to overtake this place. As we left the breakfast one of the pastors asked us to pray over the land of his church. We stopped there and I saw the people with hands outstretched towards the ocean awaiting the eastern coming of the Lord. I saw that this community and others where shipping had been so strong would receive the people of the nations and train them and send them back out. I saw a serpent that was trying to stop this, but I also saw that great wealth, like the Midianites would come to this community. They had known there was something about Joseph. Leaving this community we headed towards a desolate land of Indian reservations and heart broken people. We met with another group of pastors. And all the while we were there I felt the presence of the Lord. This is where I prophesied to the pastor who had been removed. This was not the first time a pastor had been removed from this community. It is a satanic stronghold with many, many witches. Please pray for Lubec. I felt I saw a storefront rented, where ministries just came to pray, each one taking a week. As I stood in this restaurant praying, I saw this man taken from the Lord's quiver and sent from His bow. I told him not to deny a trip that was coming. (Unbeknownst to me, he had just been asked.) AS he shed tears my heart went out for the people of this region. We visited the college and I met the music director of this small campus. Our connection? Frank Zappa and Captain Beefheart.  worship will ring out in this college. My friend has asked me to partner with him in a conference called "God loves the witches" in this school. We left here to the home of a pastor in the area and ended up praying for a brother who was to open a Christian cafe there. As we drove home I was spent. Prayer, prophecy and a building compassion.

We got home late and I stayed up late(12:15). I had been up since 4 and the next day was the day I was concerned about. I left the house at 9:15 and arrived at the church at  8:30. As I looked at the clock I saw something was to change for this church. The clock had stopped. As the assistant pastor went to put a new battery in it, it crashed to the floor. As we prayed I felt this wave of the presence overcome me. As we worshipped I sensed the hurt of people who did not enjoy their salvation.  I was bombarded by thoughts of where do I fit in the body of the Lord? Who do I think I am? GOD HELP ME! I have felt like a failure.

As I stood to minster and spoke my path I reminded myself of the goodness of the Lord. And I went to minister to the people. I saw so much pain and need for direction. I thought where were the prophets. Where were the builders? Where were the fathers. I gave many hugs as I walked down the row. I reminded many of the Lord's love for them. They had a kleenex ministry by person five. As I spoke over young and old I felt the presence of Jesus walking with me. I was to close it at 12 and it was 1:56 when I prayed over the last person. I sensed a name change for this people. People wanted Jesus.

Some shared the accuracy of the words, but my heart was broken. God you would use me. You still care about me.

Maine is a desolate place. And it is filled with satanic influence, but where there is evil there is the capacity for much grace. These people are exercising childlike faith. I could see God doing something here. The leaders are gathering. They love each other. This is an amazing people. The Native Americans will see God come here. Stephen King has a home here. Watch for what happens in his life in the next year.

And so when I received the word yesterday of the restoration in my life, I thought, Wow! I pray for the WOW of life to be manifest in your life today. Tomorrow we face one of the most serious challenges of my walk. I need to know God is in the restoring business. I need to know that He loves me. With that I can walk through anything.

Humbly submitted,

Lee

Identity theft

Most of us have heard about identity theft. Identity theft is the fastest growing crime in the USA. Perhaps you have seen the commercials or received the calls from your credit card company. "Be careful."

Part of my business is ebay. I am a power seller on ebay and each week I sell items and send invoices. Sending invoices is my "busiest time of the week." And I receive letters on how to pay, etc. So when I received a letter that said
"Hello,

Payment has been sent today at 10:13 AM. I am looking forward to complete the transaction.
Thank you,
Derek

You can view the item clicking the link below. http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem=5061458114


Thank you,
dkny02"

I didn't think anything of it. So I clicked on the link and it took me to the "ebay" site. Wrong. By the time I had typed in my password and user name, it was all over said and done. I had sent them two lines that could open up my life. I realized what I had done and raced in and changed passwords, user names, questions, etc.

It seems ok. Perhaps I am more paranoid about this because I had my identity stolen 2 years ago and a man masqueraded as me in California as Attorney Johndrow. I have not fully recovered from that debacle.

I am very careful. Every day I receive hundreds of letters that are "phishing" for information. This is my email stats and much is "phish" news.
38,282 messages this month
81,251 messages last month
33,252 average per month
1,857,775 messages total

I got aught the other night because I was tired, preoccupied and a little foolish.

I share this information with you for your good.

And the God part of all this is what can someone do when they "become you." They take on your identity, your life, your print on life. God has asked us to identify with Christ. To allow our selves "deadness' so that we may give Him the opportunity to release the power of God through us(Galatians 2:20). He would like us to have His identity

And the flip side of all of this is phishing. Learning about someone to "become" them. Christ has called us to be fishers of men. Paul said we are "to become all things to all men."

Perhaps we could do a little fishing today.

Humbly submitted
Lee

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