I am on occasion hit with thoughts which I know are not my own. How do I know this, because of where they lead me.  

What is happening in our world today just in the area of spreading the gospel is amazing.  But it is also saddening.  We in Christ are charged with the spread of the gospel throughout the whole world; yet, if Jesus has taken to introducing Himself through dreams to non believers; then must we not conclude that we are lacking in our assignment?  Therapy Word promises Dreams and visions to believers, but non believers?  What is up?

Are we doing all that we can in this area?   At times I am amazed that God actually uses us at all, and especially me to spread His word.  

This WordPress site that you read these messages on, gives back statistics of not individuals, so much as just numbers, who have seen a given post, and in what country they reside.  I just received a congratulation from WP for completing my eighth year of blogging with them.  

In their Stats, I have only 42 USA followers (you possibly among them), who have actually signed up to follow this blog; yet the statistics say that some of these messages are going out to very near every country on our globe.  

So, I’m writing you to tell you that you are obviously through sharing, even just (once in a while) a message that inspires you, and believe me I do know that there are only a few of these on here, but you are, because of sharing even one such, likely to have someone come up to you in heaven and say to you: do you remember when you shared this article on Face book (or some other source); well I got that article and I read it and it prompted me to dig into the word and there I found Jesus. I know that that sounds far out there, and it is (for it likely will only happen in heaven, but I’m convinced that it will happen to each of us.  So I just want to thank you for helping with the spread around the globe of certain messages that the Holy Spirit has inspired you with , and used you to touch others on foreign soil.  Soil where likely none of us have ever walked. 

I cherish the conversations that some of us have; some on a fairly regular basis. Thank you Pat, Roy, Buddy, Frank, Fred, Gregg.   B.T. you and Jake I haven’t heard from you much lately, but I want you each to know that you have been used to keep me going.  Ellen, I also want you to know that, you are truly my help mate.  You put up with me.  And you will one day know how much that means. 

Love you all; yes even you critics.