I'm not a prophet. Not by any long stretch.

But a couple days ago, I woke to the cat purring right next to my ear. Not too unusual, but it adds to everything else this week. It all adds up. She was saying, “Wake up!”

I immediately “heard” the words,”K-Love.”

That's odd. I don't listen to music in the morning, but that's where I went. I don't know what else K-Love would stand for or mean.

I turned it on. I asked God what? What are You doing, Lord? Has something happened?

He replied, “No. You just need help. It helps you focus.”

No kidding. I had been awake during the night for several hours. Thoughts in and out, swirling around, keeping me from sleeping. I've got to do this. That needs attention. The editing needs to get done.

God even changed my day. I was going to check on places where I have my books on consignment that day.

“I want you to stay home.”

I'm independent so I'm free to do whatever. I don't have to clock in anywhere. And I'm getting better at working with God on my business. Instead of just going ahead myself, I try to ask Him. I like the visual of several people/beings gathered together, working together.

I asked Lord, “What is the one thing—there are so many things—journals, another book, hardbacks, etc. that I could try to create to increase sales.” Like, what is the magic thing that would double sales, as I'm in a challenge to double sales over last quarter or over last year, the same quarter.

As I listened to K-Love and woke up, either from my reading or a message I listened to, I went to Isaiah 40:1. Passion Version, “Your God says to you: “Comfort, comfort my people with gentle, compassionate words. Speak tenderly from the heart to revive those in Jerusalen, and proclaim that their warfare is over. Her debt of sin is paid for, and she will not be treated as guilty.”

Then verse 9. “Go up on a high mountain, you joyful messengers of Zion, and lift up your voices with power. You who proclaim joyous news to Jerusalem, shout it out and don't be afraid. Say to the citites of Judah, “Here is your God!”

This was in my journal from last Thursday, October 5th, 2023.

From that to Steven Pressfield‘s email for that week, titled, “My Religion.” Just a section, “I couldn't read even good books from outstanding authors–books I had read and loved in the past. They didn't work for me anymore. They felt shallow. They didn't give me what I needed.

The only things I could read were Homer, Shakespeare, and the King James Bible.

I loved these. I would crack the Old or New Testaments at random, not for anything “religious,” just for the poetry. Within three verses, I'd be weeping.

“And Ruth said to Naomi, Entreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee. For whither thou goest, I will go; where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God. where thou diest, I will die, and there shall I be buried. The Lord do all this to me and more, if aught but death part thee and me.”

The song now on KLove is “Same God,” Elevation Worship, my favorite one for now. It's about the God of Jacob, the God of Moses.

The refrain, “O God, my God, I need you O God, my God, I need You now, How I need You now. O Rock, O Rock of ages I'm standing on Your faithfulness. On Your faithfulness.”

And now, October 7th, Israel attacked by Hamas.

Brutality. Horrible attrocities.

From early morning, with a purring cat, to God wanting me to just stay home. Home to read His Word. Home to pray. I'm not saying that's all I did that day, but learning to rest in Him.

I firmly believe and have been saying it for years, (I'm not a prophet–maybe) our most important thing we need to be doing in this age, is becoming even more intimate with Jesus Christ.

He knows the future. He knows what we need and He has a plan.