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Wednesday, May 18, 2011


The new hot pink fishing pole and the presence of the whisperer, here fishy fishy!
They came, true to her name, "the whisperer" caught the first, the biggest and the last fish.
The ride home, an extra blessing with a beautiful orange moon rising.
The spirit rose within.
God as promised, lifted the spirit of heaviness, which was not from him.

The Whisper: Well done my good and faithful servant.


  1. I sense that God has given The Whisperer peace through fish and a pink pole. Thank you Emmanuel!!

  2. Did you fry it up in a pan too friend? One of these days we are gonna go fishing together. Gotta get me a pole huh?