Notes To My Caterpillar: Focus

Where those eyes of yours focus? That is where you will go. The choice is yours each and every day. What are you looking at? No… really think about this… what are you primarily focused on? The answer to that question will answer many of the questions you’ve been asking Me. You accuse Me of silence.…

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Notes To My Caterpillar: Remember With Me

My Dearest Caterpillar, Remember when you first asked Me to take you up to the clouds? “…rainbows height.” you prayed. Remember? You looked at yourself (judging correctly) that you did not have what it takes for skimming rainbows. Remember? You cried. You begged Me, “…to make you something new.” Remember? And so, I listened to your…

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Notes To My Caterpillar: Truth

  My Dearest Caterpillar, Finally… You and I arrive at truth. (Truthfully, I’ve been here all along.) I have been right here waiting… at Rock-Bottom-Truth… for you. (Oh, My Beloved Caterpillar!) How I long for you to see yourself as you will be. Not a worm crawling about in the muck of anger and bitterness… but up…

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Part I ~ THE PLACE

  Even though the fig trees are all destroyed, and there is neither blossom left nor fruit; though the olive crops all fail, and the fields lie barren; even if the flocks die in the fields and the cattle barns are empty… Was there ever a more apt description of a place of dead dreams?…

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The Undoing: Entering Habakkuk’s Vineyard

This is about an undoing. A real fairy tale if you will of a life becoming undone. Webster says undoing means: to cancel, annul, or reverse; to cause ruin. Yep, that’s it. That’s the place. I call it Habakkuk’s Vineyard because of the descriptive narrative in Habakkuk 3:17-18. Though the fig tree may not blossom,…

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