Hosea and Kerwin

It’s now 5:45 pm. Mr. Kerwin Strong has just left our shop after more than four hours of Godversation and precious stories about Ted Blumenthal, Jimmy Hoffa, Damon, His Aunt, Seth Speaks, Whitley Strieber’s Communion and Edgar Casey. The Holy Spirit has been VERY PRESENT in the shop today with Kerwin. Obedience requires that I write down some key details which are not to be forgotten. Yes, sir!

First, I looked up Strieber’s book, Communion, on Amazon. I read about the author, and he published a new book in March 2021, Jesus: A New Vision. His wife died in 2015 and there were calls to him about her immediately after she passed and before he could have told anyone. This intrigues me, but I am not directed to read that book at this time. Perhaps this is a bookmark of a different sort.

When Kerwin entered the store, he simply needed a 510 battery for a cartridge. Quickly, I learned he has been suffering with pancreatic cancer and now has stomach cancer, too. There are good reasons for medical marijuana and Kerwin’s case is chock full of them. In the walk from the front to the cabinet with the batteries, we had simple, yet warm conversation. At one point, we sat down at the table and within minutes, my lunch arrived. Naturally, I offered to share the meal, it was plenty for two.

What is raising the hair on the back of my neck in this moment is the realization that I ordered lasagna for Kerwin, without even knowing why. You see, the man has not shared a meal in quite some time with anyone. Three days a week, he has zero appetite and the others his taste buds are whacked. I have NEVER ordered lasagna at Carrabba’s, in person or via Uber Eats. I never order Caesar from Uber Eats, either. Today, of all days, I ordered them together. As it turns out, lasagna is one of his absolute favorite foods and he was beyond thrilled to share the meal with me.

We continued talking and sharing testimonies and other stories. I mentioned the book opened by my laptop was a Spiritual Warfare Bible and Kerwin mentioned Hosea and summits in a short time span. Full Stop. Between last night’s Godversation with Philip and now with Kerwin, summits and Hosea are odd bedfellows. I got super excited, no doubt. Still, internally, I was super peaceful. I took him to my office and shared there is scripture under our floors, behind the painted walls and in my office. He loved and pointed out the first verse is from Hosea. That chalkboard has not changed in nearly six years!

I could not bear to let him purchase the little battery or the gummies I gave him to rest. I said something to the effect that money changing hands simply could not happen today. Obedience requires action and I wasn’t going to sully such a beautiful experience with money exchanging hands. I gave him my phone number and told him the door is always open here, especially on Mondays and Thursdays. We prayed together several different times.

Thank you, Lord, for being with us today. Thank you for all you have done, are doing and will do. Thank you for using me so beautifully to encourage him today. Thank you for giving my life miracles meant to be shared with those seeking further confidence in YOU. Please, Father God, send your angels to give Kerwin comfort and protection as he battles cancer. I know you can heal him in your time, in your way. I love you. I ask this in Jesus’ sweet name. Amen.

Hosea and Philip

For twenty years, I have been friends with a man named Philip. We met on MySpace and developed a long- lasting friendship through blogs and blog commenting. Currently, he is in a period of growth, spiritual, intellectual and physical growth. Last night, we had a long chat as I drove home from Clarksville. Bottom line, I shared the importance of Hosea to my sister (Praise God) and myself. As it turned out, he said he has been directed there several times and planned to study Hosea this week. I committed to studying the same book this week and for us to share how the Holy Spirit directs our studies.

I see what you did there.

Philip and I talked for over an hour as I drove. Arriving home after 8 pm, I prepared us a late dinner and relaxed for maybe twenty minutes. When I went upstairs to wash my face and shower, I stopped to look at my notes in “My Word” for Hosea. So many good thoughts rushed through my mind. However, by the time I was ready to go to sleep, my heart ached for how much our Father in Heaven must grieve for his children.

β€œCarol, ALL of you are prostituting yourselves in some way. Ask me HOW.” Asked, I did.

First image hit hard when I opened the pages to Hosea.

This morning, I was excited to get to work to read whatever was included in our Spiritual Warfare Bible at the shop.

In this moment, I am reducing all thoughts to one core understanding. I have written repeatedly how God uses ordinary people for extraordinary purposes. There are exactly three prostitutes named in the Bible. Mary Magdeline was a true friend and spiritual sister to Jesus. Rahab was King David’s grandmother. The third is Gomer, Hosea’s wife. Leaving this here for the sake of posterity.

I did not delay in fulfilling my promise to you on this topic, Lord. I love you, Jesus. πŸ’œβœοΈπŸ’œ