September 25, 2017 time is coming 

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Good morning, ChosenOne,

Very few people had the resume David had:

Some knew him as a shepherd.

Monarch

Soldier

Songwriter

Worshiper

King

Songwriter

Musician

Champion

Friend

David started very small. In the shadows, almost forgotten. 

He had very high highs. And, very low lows.

His anchor was: ‘the Lord was with him”.

No matter what. 

God will just be on whomever He chooses. And, whenever He decides to raise you up, nobody can keep you down. 

Like you and me, David just got up on ordinary mornings. He set out, just like we do – no angelic visitations, lightening did not flash, thunder did not roll. The sun just rose ordinary like it always does. At the first glimmer of daylight, David jumped up out of bed on a mission to care for the sheep. As the morning moved, he found himself consumed with his daily duties such as strengthening those who were week, and healing those that were wounded, and, binding up those who were broken, and seeking out that one lone sheep that had wandered away. In the middle of his ordinary – God had a very specific plan for His child. 

Then, there was a day, that a messenger showed up in the sheep field, and said, “David, Samuel’s at your dad’s place, and he wont rest until he sees you.” 

“Who, me?”

And, when David went to Samuel, the oil flowed, David was the anointed and then he went right back to the ordinary mornings of the sheep field. 

Why? Because, just like you, God chose Him. God chose the growth plan and the time. And, it wasn’t time yet. 

Stay the course, DearOne. God’s ways are right. Your opportunity is coming. 

“And then GOD answered: “Write this. Write what you see. Write it out in big block letters so that it can be read on the run. This vision-message is a witness pointing to what’s coming. It aches for the coming—it can hardly wait! And it doesn’t lie. If it seems slow in coming, wait. It’s on its way. It will come right on time.” Habakkuk‬ ‭2:2-3‬ ‭MSG‬‬
Wake up. 

Your time is coming. 

Go. 
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About lewis3sunz

I am a blessed woman. Wife, daughter, mother of 3sunz, sister, author of 'Spirit Move Me: Memos to you that sway with the Holy Spirit', Jesus loving Oklahoma girl, I love exploring truth, early morning is my favorite time of day, teacher/trainer, lover of books and news and fascinated with butterflies, extreme right brained pondering creature; enjoy helping others find meaning, tap into their own inspiration and intuition to work more effectively, and overcome struggles and the rising and falling of life in the everyday grind and in small business/micro business worlds. Blessed with the crazy notion, the wild-eyed foolishness, and the madcap belief in the simple idea that I might help one to make a decision that makes a difference in the world . . . as stated by Ralph Waldo Emerson’s famous quote…“To know one life breathed easier because you lived, this is to have succeeded.” I get to use my small business background as a former owner of a Flower Shop and Hallmark Store and former co-owner of Disability Specialists, LLC, to help folks build dreams. I hold a M.Ed with emphasis on Adult Training and Education. I’d love to get my Doctorate in Educational Leadership . . . someday. My work centers on the belief that inside each of us lives a mesmerizing soul waiting to be revealed. Every day we can choose to trust the magic of our calling and take those unconventional moves to unlock an enchanted journey. I serve as Business and Industry Director and Business Development Services Coordinator at Canadian Valley Technology Center in Chickasha, Oklahoma.

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