CONFESSIONS of a Street Preacher: Slept on the ground again last night

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Slept on the ground again last night. It got cold. Regular cold not bitter cold. They were calling for snow. But the Lord heard my prayer. They’re calling for it again today and tomorrow.

“My people are sick with an incurable sickness but they continue to go their own way they will not come to me.”

I got an offer for Chicago today. I can’t escape that angel. I was praying for Chicago a couple of years ago. All the troubles they have and the killing. Then I seen an angel. Tall and thin. He had white hair and white robe and gold belt and sandals. Never seen anyone so comfortable in their authority. He had it. And wisdom. He had a big parchment in his hand. He called me over. He said, “I got a job for you, sign here.” What could I do? So that’s how I went to Chicago the first time. The last time I was in Chicago the Lord told me I was done. But I’m not done.

He showed me a vision. Isaiah 1:1-6. I saw the souls of men. They were dark and empty and petrified. And I heard a voice. “My people are sick with an incurable sickness but they continue to go their own way they will not come to me.” I had to get up and run. I almost threw up.So I’m committed to go again. 90 days. Who knows when? Can’t escape that angel…

Sun is out like it never happened. Me an old sol gonna have to talk lol
Waiting on the BOSS…