Hey, I am no trained journalist. I am not a TV reporter. I am no Newspaper guy. I am just a lowly servant of God. A prophet – seeing – and then telling what I see. A prophet doing – mostly imagination expansions with worship.
I go to the streets with a sensitivity for the humanity there. I don’t see a mess or a nuisance; I see the image of God. I don’t make excuses for the mess, I accredit it to God. When the young prophet embodying Israel’s God enters that Temple and throws tables, scatters the money, and drives everyone out with a whip, He makes a mess for the people of God in that place of worship to clean up. This is God coming home. The Master of the House returns unexpectedly.
So, yeah. I write of what I see through that kind of lens. They don’t train journalists to do that.
Perhaps you find my craft less than professional in some sense. Well, I saw… and now I am just sayin’.