God Still Speaks Today Through Human Vessels.

I Invite You to Share In My Journey!

My second book which I am working diligently to complete this year (2011) has a message for the young at heart as well as for those seasoned by life.  I believe this book will open the eyes of the budding Christian by offering insight that is often needed ahead of a trial for success during a trial, as well as by offering a refreshing approach to viewing setbacks.  My book will also provide enriching and challenging food for thought for the mature at heart by presenting a broad range of personal adventures and divinely guided perspectives. The titles of the stories in my book reveal the focus of the message.  I'll give you a little peek.  Here's a few of the titles—Sometimes It’s Just to Learn, God Stores Up Their Iniquities, Desert of Broken Dreams, Wrestling With The Arm of God, and When Freedom Came.  Pearls of wisdom are often clad in human form and we can miss them if not paying attention, and that's what my book opens up for you.  I believe the stories in my book send a message, and from what I've gleaned from enemy attacks, disheartening setbacks, divinely guided trials and joyous triumphs there is presented food on the table of life to equip the reader for a journey that is sure to be remembered. 

Excerpts:

Chapter One—“Vera.” I heard someone call out my name. It was late or maybe it was really early in the wee hours of the next morning. I don’t remember anymore, but I knew it was after I’d gone to bed and had fallen into a deep sleep. When I heard my name called, I was so groggy with sleep that all I could do was raise up on one elbow and reply back to the voice that I heard “Huh?”  Right after hearing my name called, I heard these words--"You won't make any mistakes on that typing test," and to that I replied, “I don’t believe You."  Then I laid my head back down and fell again into a deep sleep.  When I woke up that morning, I never gave that incident a second thought.  I'd never experienced anything like this before, wasn't expecting anything like this to happen, and I didn't even know what to do with something like this or how to even think about it.  So how would I know that this was my Lord?  But years later when I would recall this incident, I'd think about Moses and how he had never heard his name called out either before that time with the burning bush.  And what about Samuel?  He may not have recognized Who was calling his name, but he still responded well.  I'd had my first encounter like this with the Lord and I had failed miserably. . . .

Chapter Two—“They keep going to Human Resources on me,” I thought, while sitting at my desk . . . and each time she told on me, my manager would go to HR and then come back to tell me what HR said—“You can’t sing at your desk anymore."  Now mind you, my singing was barely above a whisper so the woman who sat behind me had to walk inside my cubicle to even hear me sing at all.  She was always pretending to want something just so she could go report back to our manager whatever she saw me doing. “You can’t pray on company premises" was the last thing my manager told me that HR had said.  On our lunch hour, a co-worker and I used to get together to pray quietly behind a closed door in a small conference room and someone had told on us.  Yet at this same time, management had given approval for those engaging in an unethical lifestyle to reserve a rather large room to openly meet in.  Management held to their decision about my prayer time--that is, until 9/11 happened.  The events of that horrific day shook up everybody, including those who told me about five years earlier that I couldn’t pray on company premises.  On the morning of 9/11, management sent out an email asking for everybody who could pray to meet . . . and I was one of the three people who led prayer that day before hundreds of others in our company's largest conference room.  As I sat at my desk that morning I heard the Lord say, "Remember when they told you that you couldn't pray on company premises," and I replied "Yes."  "Well, now I am going to have you pray in front of. . . ."

Chapter Three—I read somewhere that one of the largest veins of gold ever discovered in America was found approximately three feet from where the previous miners had simply stopped digging.” I thought about this and paralleled the miners’ natural experience to what we sometimes do in our Christian walk—we sometimes stop just short of receiving what could be one of our greatest blessings because of the difficulty of our trial. . . .

Chapter Four—Many of us are so quick to holler Satan when life is not agreeing with us.  But what we may need to do is consider God.  Maybe it is His hand pressing down upon us, His hand orchestrating the circumstances in our lives and we are giving credit to the enemy.  About 20 years ago, I heard a message preached by the associate pastor of a small church that I was attending.  One Sunday this pastor passed out a piece of paper with the drawing of some grapes being squeezed by a hand and beneath this picture were these words:  "Guess Whose hand this is?  It is the hand of God."  It is God Who often squeeze us into the predicament we are facing in order to squeeze us into our destiny.  Consider Joseph and his brothers . . . I came to realize there are God's men and there is God's man for the hour. . . .

October 2007

My book, Your Creation Declares Your Glory! was revised for online ordering. I invite you to visit the Testimonials link to view comments from other readers.

Also, I will continue to host book signing throughout the Bay Area.

For more information on scheduled book signings and other appearances, please visit the Appearances page.

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