My last blog titled Madmen showcased the prophet Elisha, Jehu, and Hazael. This blog is a bit of a contranym concerning life and death and the most sacred place of all, the womb. We will begin with darkness and then go to the light. In II Kings 15, we have a king who rips the unborn from the womb. Ironically, this King’s name means “consoling—comforter.” … Continue reading The Womb and the Sword
This message concerns the Holy One’s prophets who were deemed madmen and at times labeled babbling fools. These were peculiar men. These were men whose voices boomed at times. Men who called down fire and shut up the heavens. Men on missions. I will tie this message to the 9th of AV and, as always, try and end with hope. Again and again the … Continue reading Madmen
The other morning, while standing by my kitchen table, I flipped open my Bible and landed on a chapter in Ezekiel that made me set my coffee cup down. I began to count carefully the words I found in reference to vision or sight—almost 20. I’ll expound on that in a bit, but first, let’s talk about the windows of our soul. In the … Continue reading “I see,” Said the Blind Man
I’m still transferring blogs from my old website. This one speaks to the heart of us all. It is a tad early, but July will be here before we know it. One of my mother’s favorite movies was Gone With the Wind. We watched it every year growing up, and I can almost recite the whole four-hour film verbatim. At one point in the movie, … Continue reading Widow
There is nothing worse than a dead tree. Dead trees attract pests and termites. Dead trees carry disease that spreads to other trees. Dead trees may fall and cause damage, but what about dead hands? Withered hands? It has been a while since I have written about the 5-fold structure mentioned in the Torah and the Newer Testament by Paul (Sha’ul). In this writing, we … Continue reading A Body with a Withered Hand– 5-Fold
I’m still moving blogs from Obadiah’s Cave to my new site. This is an older poem I wrote. The poem is dedicated to my husband, my Boaz, and my best friend. Thank you, Chief, for making every minute of this crazy life count. Ruth speaks: Won’t you cover me? Boaz cover your רות with your skirts. Even if it hurts. Heavenly blue. 613 blossoms … Continue reading Ruth Speaks
Although words like Trump, Donald, and Mar-a-Lago will be in this blog, it is not a political post and has nothing much to do with the Donald. The other day, I decided to go to an opposite news source, CNN via YouTube. As I was comparing headlines, one caught my attention. The video was titled Not an easy transition: Hear inside details of Trump’s … Continue reading Mar-A-Lago and Shavuot
I wanted to share a prophetic word the Father has been speaking to me of late, but before I get to that, a special update for my readers: There has been a lot going on with books. Praise the Holy One, my pen was recognized for The spirit of Leviathan, Jezebel, and Athaliah as a distinguished favorite from the independent press awards in the category … Continue reading Prophetic Word for the Body and Author Update
This morning while sitting outside with coffee, I noticed two birds flying toward me and then over my head. One was dark, resembling a raven. The other was as white as a dove. I stopped, mesmerized in disbelief. They flew side by side like friends on a journey. In swift thought, my brain asked, “Was that a white dove? No, surely not.” I gazed up … Continue reading Blankets of Light
My grandparents gathered in one-roomed buildings of their communities to sing hymns, pray and read the Bible every Sunday. They called the Messiah by the name Jesus. They knew nothing of the 7th day Sabbath. My grandparents and parents had no knowledge of a Mikvah but went humbly down to a river. They were baptized by a pastor who had no Hebrew or Greek at … Continue reading The Head of John
