Waiting at the Car Wash…

There are a lot of things to do on days off. Laundry, cleaning and the one thing I only get to do maybe 5 times a year…get my car completely cleaned, inside and out. This is not one of those “stop and get gas and …oh, by the way, “do you want a car wash?” questions at the gas pump. Oh no…this is the dipsy doodle of car washes…the Grand Poobah of car washes, the “vacuum the rubble and scrub it with bubbles” car wash of washes. And it isn’t just running it through an automated wash…oh no. This wash takes an hour and fifteen minutes where they clean the floor mats, vacuum between the seats, vacuum out the A/C vents, deep clean the leather seats and polish the tires. You buy popcorn for this kind of car wash and then sit under a shaded area to watch 5 people crowd around and into your vehicle to polish the paint, moisturize the leather seats, lovingly clean your wheels and use little bitty brushes to get in between the buttons on your dashboard. By the time they’re done, you have a ride that Mario Andretti would be proud to drive.

After paying, I went outside to sit and watch the 20 or so employees polishing other vehicles and taking tiny brushes around the rims or tires making everything gleam. At first I went and sat way down on rows of benches, but I have to talk…it’s a sickness with me. I have to have someone to talk to about something…anything. So I moved from being a loner to a bench where a young woman was sitting. I asked if I could sit and she kindly said yes. It was a better seat, and I could see my car smile at me in anticipation of getting all scrubbed up. (yes, I have problems…) I looked at the woman and asked, like a proud parent standing at the window of the nursery in a hospital, “Which one is yours?”

She kind of giggled at me and said, “You’re really into this aren’t you? “ I laughed and said, it was a rare that I ever spent much money on my car, but when I did, I tended to go overboard. I learned that her name was Sarah. She smiled broadly and said it was rare too, but she and her husband were so busy, that this was the only time she had to do it. Of course, I asked what kept them so busy. She said her husband was the worship pastor at a church in Thompson Station, not far from Brentwood. I was thrilled because I loved worship and she was so excited about it. She then told me about her children…and one in particular. She said “We have a special needs child and sometimes he takes more attention than the others, but how happy he is!” I was curious about that so I asked her. “Is it hard for you?” referring to having a special needs child when everyone around them had lots of children with no special needs whatsoever. Her 30 something eyes narrowed as she spoke.
“I fell in love with him when he was born right away.” She continued to say, “He can’t speak, and is challenged to communicate with us, but his eyes tell me the whole story when I look into them…” her voice spoke tenderly as she imagined his image in front of her while we spoke. A smile came upon her face. She looked at me squarely, “Travis opens people to the love of God by looking and smiling at them… he communicates acceptance, friendship and God’s love”…

I discovered that she and her husband were going on a short trip together just to have some alone time. Her mother and father were coming in to take care of their children. I asked if she worried about Travis while she was gone. “I worry about them all! she said. “Travis is the one I least worry about.” “He picks daisies and brings them to me, to my husband and he’ll pick them for my mother too. He gives daisies to EVERYONE!”

She laughed out loud…”He picks SO many flowers…he’s my flower child!” She told me she wanted to do more in ministry and I asked her if I could pray for her. She bowed her head. “Lord, I ask for my new friend that you would give her the desire of her heart to do something in ministry that will be useful and meaningful. I ask that she would be used to do exactly what Travis does…to communicate acceptance, friendship and God’s love.” As if on cue, over the car wash speakers came her name…I stood and gave her a daddy hug. She thanked me for the prayer and one of the workers cleaning her vehicle came over and asked her to come look at her car. We waved goodbye with promises to keep each other in prayer.

It took another 30 minutes or so for my little Solstice to get finished, but finally the speaker blurted out my name and I went walking toward the car. The guy who was showing me the vehicle proudly walked me around it. I thanked him and gave him a really good tip. I’ve worked in service industries and you need to always tip people as MUCH as you can afford to tip…it is really how they make their living.
As I went to open my door and get in, I broke out into a huge smile. Before she had left, she had found a moment to gather from the trash can one of three dozen daisies that had been cleaned out of her car and placed the prettiest one on my drivers seat. Travis had touched me and made me smile without ever having met him. God savors the gifts that other people throw away. Sarah had known Travis was a Down’s syndrome baby before she gave birth to him, but determined not to throw him away. And out of the trash she had chosen one of her sweet boys precious daisies and rescued it from the trash so it could bring another person joy. I have pressed it in a book at home to always remember that God doesn’t make trash…he gives beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning and a boy with smiling eyes to communicate His love ….PERFECTLY!


Cutting the Tap Root

As a young boy, I was always looking for a way to make money. I remember walking up and down the country roads where I lived, going up to people’s front doors, knocking and asking if they had any work they wanted done. Many said no, but one man, I’ll call him Mr. Cunningham, (not his real name) came to his door and listened to my pitch. His wife appeared next to him. They were a young couple…no children yet, and they looked at each other after I offered them my services.

“Do you think he could do it? The husband asked the wife. She looked at my scrawny 10 year old frame and bit her lower lip. They both studied me for a few seconds, then the husband asked me…”Do you have any brothers at home?”  I smiled and said, “I sure do!” He asked their ages and then when I told him they were almost two years older than me, he said, “Okay…I’ll hire you and your brothers to clean out an old out of use green house they had attached to their house.

We got started cleaning out all the old junk, the years of grime and dirt that had taken it’s toll on that greenhouse. We washed the windows, replaced broken glass panes, dug out silt that had blown in, make huge heaps of dirt mounds on the floor of the structure. After three weeks there stood a gleaming clean and USEFUL greenhouse. My brothers and I had money in our pockets and Mr. Cunningham and his wife had a useful greenhouse.

It hadn’t gone without a hitch though…I had made a MAJOR mistake. Mr. Cunningham had asked me to go out and remove the small trees that were growing near the greenhouse. I took a shovel (because I was too young to use a chainsaw and because in order to get rid of the tree, I had to dig out the roots.)

I did pretty well, except, I wasn’t careful and instead of digging out a old locust tree, I accidentally cut the main roots of a magnificent magnolia tree. Mr. Cunningham was upset, be he didn’t lash out at me. I said, “maybe we can just put dirt back around the root and it will heal itself!” I suggested. He smiled at me and said, “Doug, I want you to look at that tree right now…by tomorrow morning it will be dead.”

Well, it didn’t look dead to me! The next morning as our school bus passed by their house…there it stood, leaves wilted, limbs bent down…what was once alive was now dead. I’d cut the main root and regardless of what was above the surface, it was only a matter of time until the tree would die.

There are two tap roots in our nation right now that are providing the power source for the turmoil we are experiencing in our Nation. I couldn’t careless if you don’t like what I am about to say. Unless the tap roots are cut, it doesn’t matter whether you think the United States is a Nation reserved by God to spread liberty throughout the world or not, these two power roots will ensure it’s downfall unless; again, we CUT THEM OFF!


America has shed the blood of MILLIONS AND MILLIONS of innocent children since 1970. The fight that has ensued over the past 40+ years has not been for a woman’s “right”. That has been a complete smokescreen!! The issue has not been so a woman can do with her body what she wants to do…again SMOKE!

The reason abortion has become such a long-lasting plague, is quite honestly because it is the power source for Satanic activity. The blood sacrifice is required in order to cause a release of the doors of hell to open wide and flood the earth with anarchy, wars, terror, murder and every type of violence and confusion we are now currently experiencing.

If you also realize that the child trafficking coming into the United States is not only for using innocent children for sex…many, if not most of these children are being killed and used as sacrifices for many of the elites in power, not just in politics, but in Hollywood, and other corridors of influence. There exists a network of such horrid proportions that promise power and influence to those who will partake in sex with children and then sacrifice their little bodies that it has literally spread like cancer across the powerful halls of Congress and the entertainment media that you would not believe what evil men and women in this nation will do.

Planned Parenthood have become the high priests of the sacrifice and have profited greatly. Government has funded it in the name of  “Women’s Health”, thus cursing our economy and as a result turning off the influence of righteousness and subverting it for influencing the nations to abort their own populations for an even greater bloodbath. As a result, The United States has lost it’s moral authority, with only an outward façade of nation it used to be.


The second tap root is the power source of SEX in terms of perversion and confusion. Consider for a moment the current confusion of identity politics. Men not knowing if they are men and women not knowing if they were born to be women or men. Think for a moment. There is a confusion that has been pulled over the eyes of Christian and non Christian alike. Never in the history of the world has there been such a hurricane surrounding sexual identity. This is because the Satanic influence is striking back at the sixth day of creation. On day six, God created man, and from his side created woman. He thought he had dealt with them by tempting them to break God’s law in the garden of Eden. If Satan can separate man from woman, and both of them from God, then God would have NO influence in the earth at all. What better way to keep men and women from fulfilling their God given purposes in the earth than to convince them they arent’ really a man or a woman. “God doesn’t have a purpose for your life as a male or female…you can be what you want…throw off the designation GOD gave you and choose for yourself!”

This is the same lie told in the garden of Eden when Eve saw that the fruit was good for food and chose for herself and ate and gave it to her husband and he ate as well. Confusion in the first few days of creation is what Satan has wanted all along. Pornography has made as it’s goal to make men unsatisfied with their wives, or to pervert the natural desire for a wife, and inflame them towards an unreal perversion that promises “no one gets hurt’, “Your wife will never know”. It has now begun to be released upon women in our nation. The lie of extra marital affairs is designed to finally destroy the pillars of virtue so there will be no resistance to the enemies advance in our nation. Women are the key…to preserving the virtue in our families. Men are the key to fighting off the attacks on family. Without these, there is no way to keep the flood of filth from entering your home.

These two lies have caused such a whirlwind of divorce, broken relationships, bondage and murder, (yes…murder because when a child is produced as a result of immoral relationships it usually ends in murdering the child in the name of “women’s health”. When men and women, the two powerhouses of god’s creation are at odds with each other, God’s influence in the earth is diminished…that is the goal…diminish ANYTHING of God in the earth. Add to this the devastation of the men and women who are involved in making pornography and the defilement of the conscience of the Nation of the United States, (and in the Church) that the amount of God’s power in the earth has been reduced to a trickle…

And yet, God is awakening his people even now.

On the brink of success in finalizing a “New World Order”, God has inserted Himself into the national conversation once again. Many say, “It is because the Church prayed that God is moving!’. Well, I’m thankful that the church is praying…and we need to pray and pray and pray. But I believe the church has been so weak and fearful that God moved and simply bushwacked the enemy!

He has awakened God’s people, but he has awakened us to repent. Cast out the filth from among us, the perversion we have approved of, nodded our head in agreement with and allow the power of HOLINESS to prevail. God can clean out our nation better than me and my brothers cleaned out that greenhouse. He can remove the grime from the windows and allow His light to sanitize our country again. He want to do it. This no time for some dystopian eschatology! God is not DONE with America! He is not and never will be DONE with the church! Personal repentance is in order. It is the only step we can take. For those of us who have maybe allowed secret sin to invade our lives, God’s promise is, “If we confess our sins, He is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness!” I John 1:9

The outcome of this nation has very little to do with the current occupant in the White House…and I’m a big fan. But he doesn’t have enough of the power of God in his life to blow the fuzz off a peanut. Is he chosen? Yes, I believe he is. Is he human and finite, fallible and fallen? Yes, just like you and I, and so the source of our national deliverance will come from the one who is Eternal, Immortal, Invisible. The Mighty God, from whom ALL blessing flow.

We cannot have one foot in the river and one on land in these days. We must sell out to one side or the other! It is only when we take a BOLD stance and resist unto the shedding of blood that God will move with his powerful swift sword and destroy the forces of darkness over our land.

So that you will know that I do not write this with some impervious moral authority, I too, fell in adultery many, many years ago. I too was taken captive by the dark power of pornography for a long time. BUT, GOD DELIVERED ME AND HE CAN DELIVER YOU TOO!!!  Corrie Ten Boom whose life was used mightily by God after being set free from a World War II prisoner of war camp said, “There is no pit so deep that God is not deeper still!”

I have cut off the roots from my previous sin, and I have seen with authority, the tree wither and die!!! The enemy of our nation is a liar. Will  you not take decisive action TODAY? A voice is calling from the wilderness, “Prepare the way of the Lord, make straight a path in the Wilderness…remove the boulders of sin that have been in the middle of your road.” God promises freedom from bondage, release from slavery and He will place a ring upon your finger and sandals upon your feet and you will walk as Kings in the earth Church. Cut the tap root of sin in your life…and watch the tree wither and die. Return to being “an Oak of Righteousness, the planting of the Lord.” Revival has come…when God can release someone like me…and YOU!