Hobos and Habits

Brothers and Sisters we will no longer be outwitted by Satan for we are no longer ignorant of His designs (2 Corinthians 2:11)
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????Joseph is my brother. And Joseph knows I get kinda mad when folks outside the house snicker and say “if he’s her brother , then he’s her brother from another mother”. They wouldn’t say stuff like that if they knew our Daddy. Daddy would look at them one time with His glory and they would be ballling and sayin: ” we’re sorry, so sorry, amen amen , they BOTH look like their Daddy!!”  (1)  Until then , there is  whole lot of talking behind our backs, right in front of Daddy.

To me , Joseph looks more like Daddy than I do. Sometimes I see the spitting image of our Big Brother JESUS in him . Our brother , Pastor Chris, has been telling us every Tuesday how Jesus is IN each of us. If we took a group picture, with all the other brothers and sisters round the world , it would be a big portrait of King Jesus .(2)

On Tuesday nights,  when our brother Chris tells us about these things , I sometimes look over at Joseph to see what Jesus looks like IN just one of us.  Sure enough, when I look at Joseph, I see a whole sun  of the bright light of Jesus bursting through Josephs face.  There are lots of folks that glow like Jesus on Tuesday nights.

It is really a miacle, this thing about Jesus in Us!! It’s a miracle we don’t always see cause, lots of times, when we get outside the door, we look so different.  We look a whole lot different than Jesus.  It bothers us cause we want to look beautiful like Him.  But we trust what Daddy said about making us look more like Him day by day.  Till one day , a most glorious day we will look the same outside the door as we do inside the door. We will look JUST LIKE JESUS EVERYWHERE!(3)

One day ,Joseph and I were standing outside the door.  We were with sister Marilyn and brother George.  We were watching a train go by Daddy’s house.  The train looked long , strong and unwavering.  I knew it was just a train but it looked like something created with purpose , the way it moved.


We looked different.  We looked different from Jesus right then. I was frown faced worrying bout another brother .  Joseph and George were covered in clouds of cigarette smoke and sister Marilyn had a neck like a giraffe, straining to look for something.  She was looking for hobos on the train.  Marilyn was the only one fit to talk that day.  She said “sometimes them hobos attach themselves to a box car where they don’t belong”

“Them trains are for carrying cargo NOT  hobos! ” she declared.  The rest of us stared at the train and started looking with her for hobos.  We looked a long time.

I know we looked a long time because brother George and Joseph finished a couple cigarettes.  So when the last box car and caboose passed, the brothers stabbed their stumped cigarettes into the sand and went inside Daddy’s house.  We never saw a hobo that day.  The last thing I remember seeing was two cigarette butts, smothered in the sand, breathing their last breath of smoke.  I did not know that was the last cigarette to get friendly with my brother Joseph.  I was too busy worrying to think much about anything.

The next Tuesday , Joseph took the box where the cigarettes lived and crushed them in his hands.  He left them on the table maimed and surrendered in Daddy’s house.  Joseph looked like Jesus that day.  He looked like Jesus turning over the tables saying ” my Daddy’s house (this body) will not be the house of robbers (Satan’s thievery) !!  Our brother Pastor Chris prayed over Joseph and all of laid hands on Joseph just like Daddy said for us to do.  It was a very exciting night in Daddy’s house.

I wanted to do the same thing with my worry that night.  I wanted  to lay it on the table .  It seemed like I picked up fretting like a smoker picking up a pack of cigarettes , drawing out one smokey thought after another all day.  Some how worry just clung  to me and I was not ready to crush it and lay it on Daddy’s table.  Somehow, it felt like it was clinging to me , like a hobo on a moving train.

I began to worry more and more.  Folks kept telling me to TRUST Daddy with the things I worried about.  In my mind , I would say TRUST over and over again.  But worry stayed on board .  It stayed on board my soul like a hobo inviting his friends. Worry piled on worry  till I think I worried myself sick.  Daddy says you can really worry yourself sick.  Suddenly, like a hobo hijacking a train , it sends you off rail , crashed.

By Friday  evening, I was sick of being sick with worry.  I was very tired of being left spinning upside down, train wrecked in the woods of worry.  With my knees to my chest , I rocked back and forth crying “abba , Daddy””Daddy interrupted me that night with a phone call  .  It was Marilyn.

“Sister Vanessa , Did Joseph tell you what he did?” she asked like a big sister fixin to tell on her baby brother.

“no what did that Joseph do?” I asked

“well , I will let him tell you hiself” she said ” “here Joseph, you tell sister V what happened”

” well. . . .” Joseph let  one word fill the air.”we’ll”

“Well what Jospeph?” I interjected the air.

“I had a cigerette” Joseph confessed. (4)

“Ah brother. . . what happened?” I asked.

Waiting for Joseph to speak I remembered the train.  I remembered the last cigarette with Joseph.  Again I could  only pray:  “abba, Daddy”

” Well I just had one . . . i don’t know what happened. . . I  do know ,it didn’t even taste good to me anymore, It didn’t taste good at all”

Suddenly, I felt Daddy send a wind.  A wind to flip my train-wrecked soul upright.  Suddenly I saw what Marilyn  was saying outside the house about Hobos.  I saw why she said they didn’t belong on the train.

Certainly, they were to have no part of the train!  They are only jumping on board to steal a ride or take something away from the train .  Like the habits that the devil throws on us are hobos jumping on a train.  The devil is always ready to re-engineer our bodies and minds with harmful habits so he can derail our destinations assigned by Daddy. Oh how this homeless vagabond, Devil, is always trying to make a home with us and train wreck our faith.(5)

And then, then, I saw something greater and greater AND more powerful.  Something brighter and stronger than that dark robber of our souls.  I thought of  the Engineer of the train.  I thought of Christ in us!!!  Christ the Engineer of this engine. . .

“Of course you don’t have a taste for cigarettes!! Jesus doesn’t have a taste for cigarettes!! He doesn’t have a taste for worry.  He did not worry a single moment!!  Neither did He smoke a cigarette !  That’s who is living IN us.  Jesus doesn’t wanna have nothing to do with them smokey little hobos!! Thank you Jesus for showing us that today!! Thank you Jesus!” I felt Jesus kick worry off my soul as I saw Him snuff every cigarette before Joseph would reach for it.

Together Joseph and I praised Daddy for crushing cigarettes like he crushed the head of Satan long ago (6). We praised Him for kicking devil hobos off our train.  We said we would not invite them anymore.  We said we would let Jesus kick them off before they got on board.  Together we thanked Daddy for showing Himself very great and strong in our weakness.  Together we thanked Daddy for our appetites for Him.  Together we thanked Daddy for an appetite to TRUST Him in all things!!

With hands waving and legs kicking we pointed with praise to the seat set for Jesus!! He would drive this train once again!!  And if anyone saw us that day, that day they would say “them two kids look just alike . . they MUST be  brother and sister!!”


The Beginning of the Glorious WORLD WITHOUT END

  1. Galatians 3:28 “there is neither Jew nor Greek , there is neither bond nor free, there is neither male no female: for yea are all ONE IN CHRIST. 
  2. Ephesians 4:13 till we all come in the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, (Jesus) unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ!
  3. 2 Corinthians 3: 18 But we all with open face beholding as in a glass the glory of the Lord are changed into the same image from glory to glory, even as by he Spirit of the Lord.
  4. James 5:16 Therefore confess your sins to one another and pray for one another, that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous person has great power as it is working.
  5. 1 Timothy 1:18 (paraphrased) This charge is entrusted to you, children of RLOC, in accordance with all the prophetic word calling you Children of GOD and Servants IN CHRIST, that you wage good warfare, holding faith and TRUST and a good conscience.  For by rejecting this some have Trainwrecked their faith.  BE NOT LIKE THEM.


Considering catepillars and worms ( a childs view of Ephesians 2:1-10)

“Fear not , thou worm of Jacob and  you men of Israel :I will help thee, saith the Lord, and thy redeemer, the Holy One of Israel. Isaiah 41:14


“lookie at them two worms” the boy said to the girl as they walked through rows in the summer garden.

“Them both ain’t worms boy” the girl said as she bent down studying the small brown wiggling in the dirt and the small green inching movement up a vine.  “hmm. . . see this one here is a caterpillar” she concluded as she looked from dirt to vine.

“oh just cause it’s green?” the boy asked

“no , silly, cause its got legs and that worm aint got none” she replied looking at the green caterpillar and pointing at the brown worm.

Worms and caterpillars sometimes look-alike to children.  But Daddy tells us there is a difference .  There is a whole different future for the caterpillar than the future of the worm.  It is all somehow by Daddy’s design. I kinda think Daddy made our futures look like those of the caterpillar.

But ,I remember well when I considered myself a worm.  I thought and felt and acted just like a worm squirming round in the mud and mire of the world’s garden.  Sometimes ,when I thought myself on dry ground , I would try to loosen the dirt as I went deeper . I loosened the dirt hoping some light might come in and something in me might grow . I saw lots of things growing around me and that made me squirm and wiggle harder.  I followed a path of other worms and called to some who passed me by saying “where is my hope”.  (1) I fell exhausted, soon  my tears made the dirt all muddy again.  Eventually ,the mud had me buried alive and I felt dead . I did not know if I was dead from all the dirt or if I was dead from trying so hard to move the dirt. But I was certain I was dead.(2)

“How come its got legs?” the boy asked

“Cause Daddy gave em to them. . . guess so they can hold on to that vine” she said as she pulled a magnifying glass from her pocket.

Maybe, in Daddy’s first garden we were all caterpillars and not a single one of us was a worn out worm.  Maybe, we all had legs that could run up Daddy’s lap and get all snuggled in Him till we were ready to fly.  Maybe that very big worm, the serpent, snipped every leg we had and left us like worms so we might look like him.  He always wants folks looking like him .But Daddy wants us to look like Him and that is really how we look.  Certainly, Our Brother Jesus crushed that wormy serpent and gave us back our legs so we can look like Daddy.( 3)

I remember when I felt my Brother Jesus reach down and put legs on my dead limp body.  I remember when I was no longer a worm but a caterpillar . Suddenly I felt alive, born again, as he took me and put hundred of legs on me.  After he did this , he set me on a vine. A very green strong true vine. (4)

“What do you see sis” the boy asked as he watched his sister look through her magnifying glass.

“that fella is eating the leaves on the vine” she spoke as she twisted and turned her head following the movement of the caterpillar. 

Caterpillars eat on the leaves that they were born into http://www.thebutterflysite.com/life-cycle.shtml  From their feasting they grow quickly.  As a caterpillar, I ate from the vine Daddy had Jesus set me upon.  It was a very delicious, yummy vine, .. It tasted sweeter than honey, honey from the very finest honey comb.  It made me spin round and round and round.  And as I spinned round and round, happy with the honey and being on the vine away from the mud, something wonderful happened.

Something happened in me and around me and all about me . ( 5). It was , as if Daddy and Jesus were spinning a robe tightly around me so  that it covered every bit of me from the inside out.  I felt at rest in this robe.  It was like a big tight hug from Daddy.  It squeezed so tight I couldn’t move on my own.  Folks walking by thought I was dead but it was just that I was so wrapped up in Him.

“See Daddy keeps them in this chrysalis for a while. . . folks call it a cocoon” the girl began to teach. 

Bored with his sisters studies, the boy wandered through the row of sugar snaps.  Suddenly, he shouted “look Sis!!! ” pointing to a butterfly resting on a sugar snap blossom.

“That’s it” she ran over to the boy. “that’s what a caterpillar turns into after he gets all fat from the vine and spins round and round and then ,suddenly . . .”  she ran waving her arms in circles in the air” Daddy makes butterflies”  “tilitha cumi  talitha cumi” she chanted as she ran through the garden waving her arms.  “

In time , I began to feel a new creature form in me.  Something totally different than the creature I was before . ( 6) Something so totally different that I felt like I might break out with wings , very colorful wings.  I felt so much freedom that I felt I could fly.  I felt I could fly and not fall. I felt like flying up to Daddy and down to every beautiful thing for my landing.  And , suddenly, very suddenly, I was released from the still encasements.  It was not just a feeling it became real. I was a poem in flight (7)

“Stop flying sister!! Look at those kids over there. They are laughing at you” the boy pointed to a group of children standing outside the garden.

“dont worry bout that brother.  Those kids are more of Daddy’s butterflies .  They just ain’t flying yet. . . BUT GOD they are fixin to . . .”


Dedicated to the RLOC youth and to all the words of Daddy taught through Ephesians by Pastor Chris on Tuesday nights.   Picture by Destiny drawn on the window of my door .

  1. Job 14:13 “If I wait, the grave is mine house:  I have made my bed in darkness.  I have said to corruption “thou art my father: to the worm, thou art my mother and my sister.  And where is now my hope as for my hope who shall see it” FOR WE WERE ALL DEAD IN OUR TRESPASSES AND SINS . . WALKING ACCORDING TO THE COURSE OF THIS WORLD. . HAVING CONVERSATIONS WITH LUSTS OF THE FLESH Ephesians 2:1-3
  2. Both our unrighteousness and our self-righteousness leave us dead. They are both enemies of His Grace” Pastor Chris Peterson.
  3. God gives us legs to go where he has purposed us. When the disciples went (Luke 10 )Jesus said to them upon their return to Him “I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven”
  4. John 15. We are placed on God’s vine to “abide” cling tightly read AND BELIEVE) His every word
  6. MADE US ALIVE TOGETHER WITH CHRIST (Ephesians 2:4) “and He took the girl by the hand, and said uto her, Talitha cumi: which means ‘girl’ I say unto thee ARISE” (Mark 5:41)
  7. ‘We are His workmansip: a work of the Living Word” Pastor Chris ( Greek “poiema” ) http://biblehub.com/greek/4161.htm





Brother Ernie’s Air: Anatomy of a Miracle Part 3: The Bronchi

:But thanks be to God who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.  Therefore, my beloved brothers and sisters , be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain.” 1 Corinthians 15:58

Ernie was to get “new lungs” because he asked Daddy. The brave brother and Brenda kept saying “He’s got those lungs”! They said this because they knew Jesus died so Ernie could have new lungs. It was all in the gift package from Daddy called “Salvation”. (1)

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But while Brenda and the brave brother thanked God for the “already new lungs”, the hospital folks told Ernie that he would be on a list to get new lungs in the future. He was to get them from another person who would die. They called it a “lung transplant”. Both Ernie and I knew that Jesus died to give him new lungs.(2) And we really didn’t want anybody else to die when we knew His death was enough.

But, while the brave brother and Brenda were expecting new lungs from the inside , Ernie and I were excited no matter how Daddy was going to deliver those lungs. Whether from the inside or from outside. Either way Ernie and I both liked to believe it was “already done”.

So, when Ernie came back to Daddy’s house “waiting” for his new lungs. He said that he was on a transplant list and he sat at the back table of the church again. He sat with other very brave brothers and sisters who began to speak to him about his new lungs. They would say that Jesus was going to give him a set of lungs very soon. And, they acted like no one else was going to have to die for Ernie to get them. They acted like Jesus’s dying was sufficient. Ernie caught a breath of the air spoken by the brave ones. And when he did , he started talking a little braver himself. I just watched Ernie get braver and braver and his hands raise higher and higher as he thanked Daddy . Sometimes he looked like the most excited fan in a stadium.

I would watch him and  then I would also cheer for Daddy thinking alot about what the victory would look like for Ernie. I would think lots  about Ernie’s new lungs. aveoli As air moves through the trachea it meets a “fork in the road’ where the trachae branches to the right and to the left. Air moves through these tubes which get progessively smaller. These dividing pipelines are called “Bronchi”. The smaller tubes into which the bronchi branch are called the “bronchioles” and they end in tiny air sacs called the “aveoli”. Here in the “aveoli” , a miraculous exchange of oxygen and carbon dioxide takes place. each lung houses about 300-400 million alveoli. “There are alot of alveoli” I thought” and alot of exchanging of gases in their presence”

Worshipping and pondering , I saw that there is alot of God’s grace and alot of exchanging of His holiness for our sin in His presence. How great His exchange ! Like aveoli on the bronchiole , our abiding in Christ makes us pure by His exchanging our sin for His righteousness. (3) The whole house seemed to fill with the freshest of air that Sunday.

Most every Sunday Ernie was at church bringing us an Amen or a raised hand. until one day In January. It was a very bitter cold day in January when Ernie was not at church. The sun was bright but the harsh wind was like a vengeful thief, it stole the warmth from every beam of light. As i left my post at the door to go to work I saw Brenda’s text “Moving Ernie to ICU, getting worse on his breathing”.

I became afraid. I remembered that Daddy has an enemy. And I knew that this enemy doesn’t like the “already new lungs”. The chill seemed to follow me down the street like a stalking lion. Even when I began to run fast into the hospital , I could feel it breathing down my neck.

When I got to to Ernie , he was breathing like a linebacker on a sprint . His face, once pink was now as a stone . Blood streaked through spit. There was no time between breaths for a word. There was only a wrestling. “Call the repiratory therapist. Has he had a breathing treatment? how fast are we moving him? He needs a CT scan first!Hurry we gotta pray!” Was it all only a wrestling of tubes and wires and face masks orders and prayerful hands? Or was there something else wrestling. . . something like principalities, powers, rulers of the darkness of this world, spiritual wickedness in the places where that cold prince of the air lives? Has he come to block the great exchange of air? I was afraid. I remembered again that Daddy has an enemy and it frightened me more.(4)

I had just finished asking Daddy yet again for a request he had already heard. Like a whinning child I said “Daddy pleeeeeeeassse heal ernie”when suddenly I heard Brenda  command:

“Jesus,  you sic em. Jesus you sic em. And devil you leave my honey alone in Jesus name”.

I said to Brenda “what did you say?” She said it again. She looked so brave when she said it. She looked fighting brave like a coach calling a 3rd in 10 play. When I looked at her, I thought of something the brave brother told me a few weeks before. boy & girl football                   I remembered him telling me that Daddy had already given Ernie lungs but the devil will do whatever it takes to make it look like it has not happened. He will do anything it takes for us to fear. And when we fear we dont’ believe.

Suddenly, I was mad. I was mad that the enemy thought I was dumb to his tactics (5). Brenda’s command sounded like a battle cry. I was ready to fight. In Jesus, we were gonna fight that damned angel!!!

I walked the hall to Ernies ICU room hearing sportscasters predict plays for a big football game to be played that night. While the TVs in every room of the hospital spoke of an upcoming battle between two colleges for the national championship somethiing in the air seemed to whisper yet louder. Heavenly beings were speaking battle plays for Ernies victory.

When we got to Ernies new room the hospital folks spoke of putting Ernie on a “breathing machine”. I did not get afraid but got very mad and called the brave brother. “Brave brother!! I want Jesus to kick Satan’s ass and show off His glory!! Can you come see Ernie soon !” I screamed. Daddy cringed at the sound of His daughter. I could not find a sanctified word . I didn’t really believe that Satan deserved any sanctified word . “Cleanse my mouth Daddy and hear my heart ” I cried. I wiped off the tears and went back to Ernies room.

Few folks in the hospital are dressed . Most look real naked except for a thin gown. Some dont’ look so naked in these gowns cause they got long underwear from Jesus. Like these folks, Ernie always wears his undergarments. These are the undergarments that cover every naked inch of our being with eternity and righteousness. But when folks , like football players, go to fight for victory they put on extra gear. The brave brother came back to the hospital to remind Ernie that he had a suitcase of gear to put on for this battle. He helped him get dressed one item at a time. .. helment, shield , belt over his undergarments and a sword for his right hand. You could almost hear Daddy say : “Dressed ,Ready. Therefore Stand.”(6)

By afternoon, I brought every person I knew with Jesus in them to come to the room. I knew they carried the Mighty Warrior. They were dressed just like Ernie. And this was a battle. Hands and Hymns and Hallaleujah bathed Ernie’s bed. A respiratory therapist let Jesus sing through her lungs into Ernies “Jesus Walk with me” and Ernie,beaming through the large mask pressing on his face, leaked an ” Amen!!!. “ football players Surely, marching around territory like Joshua and singing like Jehoshaphat’s choir was enough to send that cat running. Ernie was not on the big breathing machine called the ventilator but he was on a smaller one called bipap. The enemy could not accomplish all his threats. He was indeed weakening. I returned to work expectant that the total healing would come soon. I told Brenda to go home and get rest. While Ernie lay in bed waiting for his new lungs, the enemy roused new players.

The play remained the same. The play “Did God really say. . . “ (7). Did God really say you will get new lungs Ernie? came to Ernie’s bed while we were away. Folks explained to Ernie that it was time to die soon. And the enemy whispered “did God really say you would live”. Folks explained to Ernie that he would not get off oxygen and his “quality” of life would be poor. And the enemy whispered “Did God really say you would have full life every day anyway”. Folks explained that Ernie could quit this fight anytime. And the enemy whispered “Did God really say to fight? Aren’t you tired of fighting” One after another, unknowing vessels of the viper came in and counseled Ernie while he was alone. Firey darts pinging against Ernies shield of faith. Until Brenda came back to the room.

Rested and roused for battle , Brenda called ” Sister !! This is crazy!!They want Ernie on Hospice. Over my dead body!!!” she said.

Even folks that do not believe in the power of words cringe at the word ” Hospice.” And Satan . like a cheshire cat, smiles at the power of the word “Hospice. ” He smiles because he scores points with anything that brings fear.

The three of us stared at one another in the room as Brenda said the word again. When spoken out of it’s time it sends a chilling wind like the one that first chased me into the hospital.

“Damn its just a word” The Bold Brenda stomped her feet together.

“Its a damned word” I said suddenly feeling brave with Brenda. “He is THE WORD” He is the word made flesh dwelt among us and now dwells in us. ”

Our hands fell on Ernies chest. Simple small prayer from two daughters of a king set loose in the air a counterplay.

In Jesus name Ernie is healed. And you Satan , out of here in Jesus name.”

There was no trembling or tears or trumpet or tamborine to follow. Only “Amen”. For if the name “Hospice” has power , how much more “Jesus”(8)

The nurse entered the room . “Did you know who won the game ? Yep ,FSU, and what a game it was. . . . no one could believe FSU could win. “Then, just as routine as a football score , she said ” Looks like you are going home with “hospice” tomorrow. but we have to get bipap for you so it might be longer. But if you are here tomorrow you might get to see the championship trophy they are going to place in the lobby. We’ll see what happens” The nurse left the room.

The next afternoon, I received a text from Brenda” Hurry sis you got to see my baby!! AND we are going home” I ran to the room. Ernie was dressed: pants, t-shirt, shoes and a face beaming and free of all devices.

“im just waiting for transport to take me to the parking garage” Ernie announced

“no oxygen”


“Well brother, Let me have the honor to escort you out of here.” I ran and got a wheelchair weeping and dancing and longing for tamborine and trumpet. I ran past nurses on their way back from the lobby seeing the victory trophy for FSU.

Victory!!. Victory!!!” I shouted back .

“go FSU” they said

“Go Jesus” I said.

Ernie skipped into the wheelchair. He had to ride in a wheelchair not because of need but because the hospital required his discharge in this manner.

As I grasped the handles I felt that I was carrying the most valuable trophy in the hospital and all of heaven. I wheeled Ernie past the display of the glass foot ball . ” thanks be to God. . “ we said to one another as we parted. I drove the empty wheelchair back through the hospital. praying” Yes thanks be to you Daddy who in Jesus always leads your kids in triumphal procession and through us spreads the fragrant wind of the knowledge of you everywhere. For we are the very air of Jesus to you Daddy. . .(9)

I slowed down. “I am not sufficient to hold these things. . . “I sat down in the wheelchair in the lobby and wept and wept. I recalled every beautiful scene, I could not contain the joy of seeing this miracle.

A security man came to me “ you alright? Just looking at that trophy eh. . . that was some game wasn’t it ? Just never know whose gonna win in a game like that “

“no, sir, you don’t. But I was just sitting here thinking how I forget who has already won every game ”

“What are you talking about?” he said.

“Jesus and His Victory in all things” I stammered.

“well, I know that !” he said with confidence.” I was just talking bout life stuff not religion”

“ Me too. That’s what I’m talking about sir” I said as I got out of the chair.

THE END . . . .>OF SATAN Post Script Daddy has waited until this day to let me finish the story. He had much to show me about Himself since January. The story has not changed but Daddy wanted it to be told rightly. And Daddy wanted time to be the evidence of His work. For now, four months have passed. And ,as of today , as I post this story , I know Ernie is well. The set of lungs inside of him are from Daddy. Daddy made them and Daddy lets me see them work as I see Ernie worship Him every Sunday.

  1. Greek word for”Salvation or saved” is “Sozo” used many times in New Testament. It’s meaning includes ” to save, to rescue, to deliver, to protect, to heal, to preserve, to do well, and to be made whole.  The most commonly quoted scripture referring to “Sozo”  carries a vast promise to Daddy’s Children. “If thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.” Romans 10:9
  2.  5:17 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new cration.  The old has passed away, behold the new has come.
  3. 2 Corinthians 5:21 For our sake He made Him to be sin who knew no sin so that IN HIM we might become the righteousness of God.  THE GREAT EXCHANGE!!
  4. Ephesians 6:12 For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places.
  5. Paul speaks of “not being outwitted or ‘ caught unaware’ by Satan’ saying “we are not ignorant of his designs” 2 Corinthians 2 11. Also Peter encourages us to “be alert , sober minded & watchful” to the schemes of the devil. 1 Peter 5:8
  6. “Know Ephesians 6:1-18 and wear it” “Be both a Child and a Warrior in the kingdom” Pastor Chris Peterson. Order messages preached March 2014 DVDhttps://m.facebook.com/RenewedLifeOutreachCenter
  7. Did God actually say, ‘You shall not eat of any tree in the garden” the serpent said to the woman in Genesis 3:1.
  8. “God has highly exalted Him and bestowed on Him the name that is above every name, so that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow in heaven and on earth and under the earth. ” Philipipans 2:9-10
  9. 2 Corinthians 2:14.

Fasting :The house with Two Tables

Then shall thy light break forth as the morning, and thine health shall spring forth speedily; and ty righteousness shall go before thee; the glory of the Lord shall be thy rereward . And the Lord shall guide thee continually, and SATISFY THY SOUL IN DROUGHT  and make fat thy bones, and thou shall be lke a watered garden, and like  spring of water, whose waters fail not (Isaiah 58:8, 11)

“BUT I Always eat here!!” the girl shouted to her brother as she looked up from the kitchen table. The kitchen table was speckled with distractions of many colors. There were markers, papers, gummies, cookies, beads , games, a phone, a small TV and an i-pad. The girl’s shoes sat empty beside her feet. Her bare feet(1) wiggled into the fur of her sleeping dog. “So, I aint’ movin!” she declared.

“Well, Our Father said, to tell you that you are invited to a banquet tonight. It is a very special night” (2)the boy said as he walked by the sitting girl  . He was carrying a white table cloth across his arms with palms turned upward holding the folded edges. He walked carefully towards a large dinning table .

The girl remained sitting , gathering small candies to top upon another oreo. “Well, bro, I’m a staying right where I am. I eat here every night and I am very comfy.(3)  Hey, What’s up with the white sheet?”

“It’s not a sheet .It’s a table cloth sis. Our Father says, put the tablecloth down to get ready for the banquet.(4) That’s what Our Father says” the boy replied with a tone of confidence and trust.

” Ugh. I still say that sounds sooooo boring. And that sure is  a darn boring color” the girl mumbled as crumbs trickled from her mouth. Sprinkles sprayed across the table. She brushed them off her I Pad which was glimmering with U-tubes and texts. “Come on bro lets just order pizza. You need to let Daddy alone with his friend. He doesn’t need your company.”

Not persuaded, the boy unfolded the white table cloth. “I am going to eat with Daddy. He wants me at His table. He is making something very delicious for us sis. And,  do you know we will be eating with a King tonight. He is magnificent and gives us a taste of every desire of our heart. You need to come and see.” (5)

“When we eat here” he pulled out a chair waving his hand across the seat. “When we eat here we will be in a perfect and real place.a very beautiful place! It will never disappear or fade away.(6) It is not a pretend place like those pictures on your i pad.And  It is with real friends not like those fading friends on. . . ”

The girl pushed her chair out quickly and stood with a stomp resounding from her bare feet. Her face scowled as she put her hands to her hips. She shouted ” I will have you know little brother. I’ll have you know …that I have real friends, AND lots of them , hundreds! And more want to be my friends ”

She took one hand from her hip and pointed to her I pad. Then, returning her pointing finger to her brother, she said “And you. . . you and your one imaginary friend of Our Father’s . . . whoopie. . . who is this fella anyway that you have to get the whole family excited about him?”

The boy stood back from the table to see if the lay of the cloth was even. Blinking often , he tried to let his eyelids swallow tears. One tear escaped. He tilted his head from the table in front of him to the girl “This fella is more than a friend, he is the Son of Our Father and He is not imaginary!!”(6)

“Well, you say that you are the son of Our Father. . . what’s the diff?” she asked as she returned to sit down.

“He is His firstborn. His very first born” (7)The boy explained.” in fact He is the first born over everything. and He went through a lot to come to our house!”

“Hmm. . . not impressed” she said.

A stream of tears escaped both eyes. The boy ran his sleeve across his face ” Im just telling ya sis I really wish you would come. . . Cause when you eat. . . . ”

Interrupting with a “Hmm” The big sister assembled candies on top of an oreo. A  gummy worm dangled from her mouth. “Well I am staying right where I am. I eat here every night. And I’ll have you know I went through a lot to get where I am right now. I did a lot of chores to get all this”.  She waved her hand over all that sat on the table.

The boy looked away and began to set the table before him with dishes . The girl looked at him ” woah brother don’t bother setting me a plate”

“Don’t worry This is not yours sis, this is for our guest. ” the boy said.

“Are you saying Our Father  is letting him sit in MY SEAT!!” the girl exclaimed .

“Yes” the boy answered “He gets to sit where we usually sit”

The girl replied “That’s why I am not coming .  I don’t like him taking my seat!!!.”(8&9)

  1. ‘bare feet’ feet not fit “with the readiness of the gospel of peace” Ephesians 6 :15 ESV
  2. Isaiah 25:6 ” And in this mountain shall the Lord of hosts make unto all people a feast of choice prices  a feast of wines, on the lees  of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.”
  3. Ezekiel 16:49 Behold this was the guilt of your sister Sodom: she and her daughters had pride , excess of food and prosperous ease, but did not aid the poor and needy.
  4. Revelation 6:11a ” And white robes were given unto every one of them; and it was said unto them, that they should rest yet for a little season. . .”
  5. Psalm 34 “Taste and see that the Lord is good http://www.spurgeon.org/treasury/ps034.htm
  6. 1 Peter 1:24 For all flesh is as grass and all the glory of man as the flower of grass.  The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away
  7. Colossians 1:15 He is the image of the invisible God the firstborn of all creation.
  8. Galatians 5:17 for the flesh lusteth against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh: and these are contrary the one to the other: so that ye cannot do the things that ye would.
  9. Matthew 10:38-39 And he that taketh not his cross, and followeth after me is not worthy of me.  He that findeth his life shall lose it and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it.

Sister Rita

carefree My Daddy has many beautiful daughters. They all are very lovely to Him and very lovely to me cause I see a lot of Daddy in them. And ,when I see Daddy, I see the most beautiful thing in all the world. That’s what happens when I see my sister Rita. She is very lovely to me and has a way about her that shows she has spent a lot of time with Daddy. I have a whole bouquet of memories with sister Rita I could give Daddy. But one single stem stands most beautiful. . . it was. .

One day when I was playing in a sister’s yard with the family. I was acting pretty silly; throwing dirt and leaves and running around laughing with all the other kids. Suddenly, I saw a very elegant insect . It was circling round a big pine, so I chased it and ,as I ran after it, I told everyone about it. Sister Rita watched me and laughed. The other kids asked me if I knew what that bug was called. I said I thought it might be called a “dragonfly. ” They all laughed and said “that ain’t no dragon fly , sister, that’s a “skeeter hawk”. ” A “skeeter hawk?!” I shouted. “Yeah don’t ya know about that?” they laughed. I kinda felt a little silly and started thinking about myself and about how I looked in front of everybody. Daddy tells me not to think like that but, I did. And when I kept thinking like that I started to feel shame. He didn’t like me feeling ashamed of myself like that and so He sent sister Rita to talk to me.

“Well ,don’t feel silly ” she said ” they used to call me Ritter skeeter.”


“Really ” I said. “yep” she said and continued ” See I thought these were the most beautiful bugs and I used to collect their eyeballs”

“Really” I said with more enthusiasm cause I suddenly felt Daddy fixin to show me something great. “yes they are very beautiful , I had them all in a jar. . . just like a jar of marbles”

Right then, a “skeeter hawk” flew by. “You know what God has them do for us? ” she asked

” No. .” But I sensed Daddy was fixin to tell a very great secret through my sister.

Her voice softened ” they kill the mosquitoes “.


“And mosquitoes are what steal our blood. ”

“yep”. I was starting to see something about Daddy’s way of protection that had always been hovering around us.

“Nothing should steal our blood cause we have very special blood” Rita said “Straight from Daddy, the blood of Jesus”.

I hugged my sister and went and sat on the porch thinking lots about skeeter hawks. Thinking lots about how I want to be like that skeeter hawk flying where Daddy sends me, keeping folks safe from whatever may try to steal the blood of Jesus in their life.

Rita is like that . She is like a Skeeter Hawk. One Sunday there were enemies of the blood buzzing round lots of us at church. You could almost hear the grumbling buzz in the air. Daddy must have known it was coming cause that morning, September 22, He gave sister Rita words straight from His heart. When Pastor read the words that Daddy gave Rita, the buzzing was silenced one table at a time. These words like a whole army of skeeter hawks entered to destroy every enemy of The Blood. Beautiful and majestic they swarmed across every soul.

I can’t describe what it said so I asked my sister to let me write it. I feel like a very special daughter of Daddy to carry my sisters words to you. And I feel like a very special sister to tell her that “them skeeter hawk eyeballs were just a picture of the eyes He gave you sister Rita . Eyes to see the heart of God.”

The Father says today . . . given to Rita on September 22 2013

There is a gap between your “experience” and My Promises. In all honesty , you can clearly measure the difference between the sure Promise of My WORD and the confusion and conflict of you own “experience”. I Promised Yes, but there is much in My Promise that you have yet to “experience”. I am doing something about that, says the father, and this day I invite you to participate in the process.

So, endure contradiction with grace and Peace in your heart. I am standing in the gap and making up the Hedge between the disappointments of your “experiences” and my Robust Promises of Provision, Healing and Deliverance. I am depositing to yur account the full measure of My Fidelity and no more will the enemy say “Where is the promise of His coming/” For you will taste to the full of My Goodness in every area of life even the seeming no man’s land of spent prayer and empty “experiences”. You will know , says The Father, the full measure and complete spectrum of My faithfulness in every aspect of you existence. Amen.

2 Peter 1:3 -4 According as His divine power, He hath given unto us all things that pertain unto life and godliness, through the knowledge of Him that hath called us to glory and virtue . Whereby are given unto us exceeding great and precious promises: that by these ye might be partakers of the divine nature, having escaped the corruption that is in the world through lust. KJV

2 Corinthians 1:20-22 For all the promises of God in Him are yea, and in Him Amen, unto the glory of God by us. Now He which stablisheth us with you in Christ, and hath anointed us in God: who hath also sealed us , and given the earnest of the Spirit in our hearts. KJV

The Four Most Powerful Words for the Pastor

“Brethren Pray for Us”

Pastor Paul writes his church in Thessalonica .

2 Thessalonians 5:25


Perhaps, through our lives together as a church, the greatest appreciation we can give to God and Pastor is hearts that ponder and submit to the power of this verse. I ask you to enter into God’s word and see how He might have you pray as we journey through our next year with Him. As we pray,there are two certain results of our obedience: Satan will be irritated and interrupted in his scheming and God will be glorified as His Kingdom is manifest. We have nothing to lose and very much to gain.

“And now Lord, with our hearts bare in humble gratitude before you, encourage our pastor with our appreciation towards him and our thankfulness to You for him. And arise, O Holy Spirit, have our Pastor enter Your rest and let him be always clothed with Jesus’s very precious salvation. And let us, your servants and saints, continually rejoice in your goodness toward him and us! We pray, Lord God, turn your face brightly to your anointed one, Pastor Chris , drenching him with your ever fresh oil. And from this great abundance of your love, give him exceedingly and abundantly all the wisdom and discernment and love that he asks of you. Then from these very precious gifts, produce words to boldly proclaim the mystery of the gospel with increasing tenacity and zeal. This we ask , that Jesus may shine brightly through Greenville as your very light: casting all darkness to the depth of hell and bringing forth your kingdom. Amen.”

We join heaven’s chorus and Jesus intercession, as we celebrate Pastor’s Appreciation praying without ceasing.


  • 2 Chronicles 6:41-42
  • 2 Corinthians 4:1-5
  • 2 Corinthians 2:2-5
  • Psalm 92:10
  • Acts 10:38
  • Isaiah 61:1
  • Exodus 30:31
  • Thessalonians 5:17

In Wonder Land ( a child’s view of Church ) based on September services

Childhood Painting 012 Who is like you , Oh Daddy, among all men? Who is like you, majestic in Holiness, awesome in glorious deeds, doing wonders? Who is Love ! Exodus 15:11, 1 John4:9b

“This blasted rocker is always getting caught!’ Uncle Grumble said to his niece . (1)

The girl looked up from the porch floor where she knelt, drawing. “Let me help ya Uncle Grumb.” She slid her knees across the old wooden porch.

“Hmm ” she said after a quick study of the rocker and floor boards beneath .”Looks like ya done worn the wood thin and its all rotten underneath . Lets scoot ya over.” She stood up and ran to the end of the porch. ” Hey, ya can come over here Grumb. We will turn the rocker this way. Its a better view . Ya can see the sun set from here . I’ll help ya. first, let me get my stuff.” She ran back to her uncle.

“Hold on kid. I’ve been looking at these same woods for years ! ” the old man said as he stared at a blanket of dense green pines, scub oaks and briers.(2) I don’t know bout looking over there . . there are only a few trees” Then, in pursuit of a distraction for the little girl, he looked down at her drawings and asked “What’s that ya drawin kid?”

Excited that her Uncle took interest ,she said “Oh uncle its a place I went on Sunday. Its Wonder Land”

“Wonder land eh. . moons and stars and a sun with a heart around it?”

The girl sighed . “Not really. I wish I could draw what it looks like. I just thought I would draw the big special beautiful things I know to show how i feel about Wonder Land. (3)

“See ” she pointed to a sun with an outline of a large heart surrounding it. “That’s God, our daddy, with the great big heart that holds the sun. You can’t see Daddy . He is invisible you know . But you can see his heart(4). . . . wait let me color it in for you . See now. . .” the girl pressed hard with her crayon pushing across the border of the heart rapidly.

“Easy girl you’re going way outside the lines ” Uncle Grumb counseled

“Its okay Grumbs, that’s God! He looks like that . . . like spilling out. Now see , “She held up the picture.


“Beautiful!!” Uncle Grumbs declared

She set the picture down “so lets move ya now Grumbs. . . over there. . . the sun is bout to set and you will get to watch it if we hurry”

Still not wanting to move Mr Grumble asked “So that’s Wonder land. Well, what about those moons and stars?”

” Oh that’s folks like us . You gotta go uncle Grumble. They got old kids like you there” The little girl said as she bent down to push the old man’s rocker across the porch. “Grumb your gonna have to stand up a bit” she said grunting

“Hold on girl” the old man lifted slightly from the chair to pull his snuff from his pocket.” Well, ya know, I have been to places like that before. ” Then mumbling ,he said “They all fizzle out and become Wonder lost”

“But Grumb. . . ugh. .” she grunted as she tried to slide the rocker beneath the man. ” You haven’t been here or you would have talked about it and told me about it.”

“I just cant go now little girl. You will see when you are my age and ya got this bad back and cataracts and. . ya know my hearing aint so good. . and look at that old dog over there. Who’s gonna watch after him. .”

“But Uncle Grumb it all goes away when you get there. All that goes away. Hey , stand up again , I almost got it off the bad spot.”

After a slight move , Grumble said, ” Well little Miss Alice in Wonderland tell me more about this fairy tale”

“Ugh!!” the little girl exclaimed stomping her feet “This is not a fairy tale!! It is real!!!”

Looking up into Uncle Grumbs eyes, she said ” I gotta tell you . . when you first get there, this Daddy (she points at the heart) makes you unpack everything at the door. But it is all easy to do . And everybody is so suprised at how much stuff they bring .But Daddy just slips it off your back and puts this fancy robe on you . It’s very light but warm robe.Its matches the robe Daddy’s son wears. He, the son is the sun.” She pointed her red crayon at the sun. I think our robes catch the light to make us into stars and moons.”

Some folks sneak stuff inside cause they wanna keep track of their stuff . Ya ain’t supposed to. It’s kinda like puttin litter in Wonder Land.”

“What kinda stuff ya talking bout ?” Uncle Grumb asked

“Oh just regular stuff like you and i got. . . like snuff and photos and trucks and whiskey and memory books and phones and Facebook pages. . you know bout facebook Grumb dont ya?”

Indignant Uncle Grumble replied, “yes little girl I know bout facebook but what do you know about whiskey and snuff?”

“Oh I just know bout it cause I peaked a look one time when I looked back at my stuff. I had to leave stuff too. I left my journals and pictures and my favorite books and drawings and even old Sam over there ” she said pointing to the dog. “Everybody leaves something. You bout gotta go in naked . . . well naked with the lightweight robe. That’s when everybody starts looking like this” she pointed at the stars.

” See Daddy gets all fat in the room and spills on everyone there and they start looking at that big sun that shows off His big love. And the light that comes from the sun makes em shine like moons and stars. So it’s like that Grumb. . . we start looking like moons and stars as we look at the Sun. ”

The porch begins to creak The rocker stops .

Suddenly the girl slaps the drawing to the ground in frustration. “But Grumble this is just a picture, you have to go there!! This is just a little girls drawing. There is no special power in this. You just have to go to Wonder land. Lets move this rocker before that board falls through”

Uncle Grumble resists “Here is my wonder land right here on this porch. He shifts his rocker a few inches away from the divet in the wood, “I ain’t moving ”

“Well then, Uncle Grumble.” the girl sighed. ” I will tell you how everybody turns into a star or a moon. ” The girl sat Indian style by her picture. “Once Daddy takes all the junk , he then gives us something like glasses. He sets them right on our nose and over our ears and over our eyes. so you begin to not only see but hear and smell and . . well everything is different. “(5)

“Wait a minute little whippersnapper, I know bout them 3 D glasses that you get at them new fangled places you go on Sunday morning”

“No , it’s not 3D it’s. . . well it’s like infinite D. You see everything . You see wonderful in all things. The room lights up with the stars and moon as they reflect wonderful things. See my friends Jackie and Rita , Barbara and Ernie and bunches more. . look at em all: they sparkle. See that’s them” she pointed to three stars and a moon. Then she pulled out a yellow crayon and began to draw more stars.

“Why is that one a moon?” Uncle Grumble asked.

“Well a full moon don’t happen much. A full moon is like when you hear and see something awesome in a single moment. It makes big light in every part of you. That’s what happened when Jackie began to sing words from Daddy’s heart and Pastor sang them back . It made every star sparkle and shine from the inside out. And all the arms went like this. The girl stood in front of her uncle and stretched her arms out . “Big fat stars next to a big fat moon gettin shined on by the big fat sun.”(6)

Uncle Grumble lifted his hands slightly. “Here Grumb give me your hands. I will show you”

The old man slowly stood. The rocker rocked empty.

“Its like this” the girl began to move her feet and the old man followed. ” Love goes this way and then joy over here” she began to sing “now peace and even longsuffering and gentleness. . watch out Sam we are coming your way” she said as she and her uncle waltzed across the porch past the old dog. “And goodness and wow. . . here we are Uncle Grumble. . just in time. . . Faith. . and the sun is bout to set, I will go get your rocker . you hang on to the rail” (7). The girl ran back to the rocker and slid it behind her uncles knees. “here ya go! Sit right here and look at that big sun!! It makes me think of Wonder Land”

As the old man settled in his rocker the girl set her drawing in his lap. “Uncle grumble , you have just got to see it!! ”

“I feel like I have been there from what you told me little girl ” he said as he patted the picture.

“Nope’ she shook her head ” I done told you all i can but it aint nothing. It’s more that you can imagine ” She looked over across the field at the sun. “Lookey Grumble. . .I got an idea. . you know one day I’m just gonna bring Wonder Land to this porch!”

“you do that” the old man said as he pulled out his snuff and began to rock.


Do all things without grumbling or disputing, that you may be blameless and innocent children of God without blemish in the midst of a crooked and twisted generation, among whom you SHINE AS LIGHTS IN THE WORLD holding fast to the word of life. . Phillippians 2:14-16a ESV


  1. 2 Corinthians 10:9,12 “we must not put Christ to the test as some of them did and were destroyed, nor grumble as some of them did and were destroyed by the Destroyer. Therefore let anyone who thinks that he stands take heed lest he fall
  2. Isaiah 10:16-20 tells of the Holy One (Jesus) devouring thorns and briers, “consuming the glory of the forest” till “the rest of the trees of his forest shall be few,”(the remnant of the Lord’s )” that a child may write them.” . And this remnant will “stay upon the Lord, the Holy One of Isreal, in truth” ESV
  3. Psalm 89:5 , Daniel 4:2 And the heavens shall praise thy wonders, O Lord; thy faithfulness also in the congregation of the saints (so) it seemed good to me to show the signs and wonders that the Most High has done for me.
  4. 1 John 4:16 And we have known and believed the love that God hath to us. GOD IS LOVE; and he that dwelleth in love dwelleth in God and God in Him. KJV
  5. Bring forth the blind that have eyes and the deaf that have ears (Isaiah 43:8)This is the Lord’s doing and it is marvelous in our eyes (Psalm 118:23 & Mark 12:11)
  6. 2 Corinthians 4:6 For God, who said, ‘let light shine out of darkness’ has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ. ESV
  7. Galatians 5 walking in “fruits of the spirit”

The tale of Fear Rabbit ( a child’s tale of the message of 9/8)

????????????????????????????????????????????“What does it look like?” the boy asked.

“I can’t tell you what it looks like ” the girl replied. “I just know that we are supposed to have nothing to do with it.” (1) she explained.

“Well, how am I ever gonna know how to ‘have nothing to do with it’ when I don’t know what it looks like?” he insisted with a tone of frustration.

“I don’t know. . . .” she sighed as she kicked the sand. “My pastor said it looks like a rabbit cornered by a rattlesnake. . . that’s what it looks like.” she tried to explain.

The boy was not satisfied “How is a bunny gonna escape being cornered by a rattlesnake?”

The girl stood up “I tell you boy, it takes a miracle!! I guess I need to tell you the whole story or you will never have a clue. . . . .

.Fuzzy Wuzzy Bunny Rabbits

Here it goes. .Phobia N. Phobia was a bunny. He came from a long line of Phobias. This story will be too long if I name them all. Just a few I will mention that you know . . Acrophobia and Claustrophobia. He had friends outside his family also . These friends were mainly from the Freedom family. (2) They would gather in large open field and play. They taught Phobia a lot and he liked to play with them but he never stayed with them long. Sometimes he worried what other people thought when he was with them (3).His best friend was from the Freedom family. His name was Joshua. Joshua would often dress in silly clothes (4)and scare all the foxes and coyotes away in the field.

One day there was a rumor among the bunnies that a great pack of foxes and coyotes were coming in the field. All of Phobia’s family hid in their different houses. The house of Addiction invited everyone to party until the pack crossed the field . Phobia didn’t want to go there. Instead, Phobia wanted to take Joshua into the House of Distraction where they could pass time. But, Joshua said he was staying in the field with his cousins Strong and Courageous.( 5).

Phobia was frustrated and did not know where to go. He looked to the right and to the left and he saw woods on both sides. They were the “what if woods”. They have always been to the right and left of the field. A sign pointing to the woods said simply “what if the. . .”. Phobia’s mind wandered thinking of all the things possible if the coyotes and foxes suddenly came. He could no longer rest so he ran into the woods (6). He left his family and all his friends from the Freedom family to go into the woods. He took nothing with him.

Now Ramai Rasha was a very mature snake (7). His every sense had been trained to kill bunnies. He was slithering deep in the woods looking for a creature to devour (8). Suddenly, he picked up on a certain aroma. Though Phobia was just entering the woods, Ramai could smell unbelief.(9) It’s a bitter odor, but for Ramai Rasha it was an appetizing odor. Once Phobia was in the woods and could no longer see home, his family and his fellowship with the Freedom friends, he felt only himself, “Phobia Phobia”. He began to sweat and the aroma became strong off his fur.

The paths in the woods became very confusing to Phobia. There were signs but they did not seem helpful at all: “What if you die. . .” “what if you are found foolish” what if you go hungry” “what if you never can go home ” “what if you lose your mind” “what if you lose your tail” “what if. .” road signs were everywhere. They turned Phobia in so many circles that he found himself at a dead end”(10)

“And who do you think is there waiting?’ asked the girl

“No” the boy said “Ramai Rasha?!”

“Yep” the girl said sitting down to dig her feet back into the sand as if her toes were in search of a treasure.

His victim came right to him . He hardly had to slither an inch. He arched the neck of his body to strike. But, as is custom for the Rasha family, he paused to ritually pronounce words over Phobia reminding him how lost and deep in the woods he had come. (11) Phobia could have run but he stared without a blink and heard every word. So Rasha uncoiled to move in closer and then repeated aloud every wrong turn Phobia took and reminded him how alone he now was. Eventually, all the muscles and nerves in Phobia wearied and motionlessness became tremulous. When Phobia began to feel his body shake, he knew that Rasha would strike.

“Is Phobia going to die?” the boy asked desperately

“Yep, But not like you think. That is usually what happens but it was different for Phobia. “

As Phobia felt his hind legs give way under him, he remembered a name of an invisible Bunny that everyone in the Freedom family talked to in the field. He tried to just think the name silently for dread of moving his lips before Rasha. But, suddenly the name escaped his mouth. He cried “Perfect Love”! (12)Suddenly, a large foot, a very large foot entered the scene and it descended on the head of Rasha. (13)

Phobia rose to his feet and ran with the greatest speed he had ever known. He ran back to the field. There he told Joshua everything. Joshua was so very excited. He said to Phobia. “You just aren’t the same looking bunny”(14). I am going to give you a new name. And on that day, Joshua renamed Phobia “Pistis” which in the Greek means Faith.

“So,” the girl brushed her hands and pulled her feet from out of the sand “that’s what the preacher said Fear looks like” “and faith. . .” she continued “it’s the opposite . It is what happens when everything is under the foot of Perfect Love, Jesus.”

“wow” the boy said “i just ain’t ever going into those woods”

“Well , if you find yourself there. . ” the girl said looking down at her sandy foot “don’t call me, call Jesus, He’s got a bigger foot!!!”




  1. John 14:1 Let not your heart be troubled
  2. John 8:36 So if the son sets you free you will be free indeed . “PHOBIA” Greek word for fear
  3. John 12:43 for they loved the glory that comes from man more than the glory that comes from God
  4. Ephesians 6 (the armor of God)
  5. Joshua (chap 1-3) 1:6 be strong and courageous for you shall cause this people to inherit the land
  6. Isaiah 30:16 and you said “no, we will flee upon horses;” . Therefore you shall flee away . . .
  7. Genesis 3:1 Now the serpent was more crafty than any other beast of the field that the Lord has made. Hebrew word for deceiver=Ramai & for wicked one =Rasha
  8. 1 Peter 5:8 Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion seeking someone to devour
  9. Hebrew 3:19 so we see that they were unable to enter rest because of unbelief
  10. Romans 8:6 the mind that is set on the flesh is death
  11. Rev. 12:10 . . .the accuser of our brethren
  12. 1 John 4:18 There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear. .
  13. Genesis 3:15. … He shall bruise your head & 1 John 3:8 . . the reason the Son of God appeared was to destroy the works of the devil.
  14. 2 Corinthians 5:17 . . new creature in Christ