Monthly Archives: July 2015

Prague Come and dance with me. Let us do a waltz or a minuet if you like. A folk dance is OK… it’s OK with me too. I want you to move to my rhythm. I want you to lose … Continue reading →

Porto-Novo When the oceans roar and the wind and waves overwhelm, where is the port for this storm? When men’s lives are in peril, where can they go? It’s about to get blustery, even in the port. For, you will … Continue reading →

Port of Spain Do not despise the correction of the Lord, for if he corrects you, you are sons. For whom the Lord loves, he disciplines. Will you love good days, pleasant to behold, and full of joy and peace? … Continue reading →

Port-au-Prince There is a prince of the power of the air, but look around you and see his kingdom… stealing, killing, and destroying. I tell you it’s time for the Prince of Peace, it’s time for the King of Kings, … Continue reading →

Port Vila Yes, you are your brother’s keeper. Sin crouches at the door but you can have mastery over it and save many. History does not have to repeat itself and the blessing of the Lord makes rich and adds … Continue reading →

Port Moresby The abundant blood from slaughters is crying out to me… brother against brother and against father. Tribes in abundance with eyes fierce with jealousy and mouths filled with hatred have been the cup from which the enemy has … Continue reading →

Port Louis Few care about you, and you have been relegated to the dump by many. “A capital of what,” they ask. “A scab on a cut,” they say. The times and seasons of a wound, few know. For I … Continue reading →

Podgorica When you spy, what are you looking for? What do you expect to find that will deliver you? If you sleep with the devil, you will be devoured. Run to light. The entrance of my word brings light, it … Continue reading →

Plymouth (official) Brades Estate If you will call, I will call. If you can call on someone to speak what I say, you shall live. I will cause bone to join to bone, sinew to sinew, flesh and breath will … Continue reading →

Phnom Penh How will you know which way the wind blows, for I am sending gusts from every direction. You cannot plan, for there is no pattern that you can discern. Yet, you want to sail, you want to plan, … Continue reading →

Philipsburg There is a friend that sticks closer than a brother, and I said that I have called you friends if you do whatever I command you. Can I tell you that I’m happy for your spirit of love, acceptance … Continue reading →