I don't know about y'all but I get a regular dose of prophetic stuff from my mother. I always took it with a grain of salt, I take the warning in Revelations 22:18 to heart and don't get wrapped up into it all, what will be will be. My mother, bless her soul, eats it like manna from Heaven...
She catches Hegge and some gal whose name I forget. I love my mother but this stuff can wear you down...she can call me and do nothing but talk on and on about this...my eyes roll back into my skull and I am barely conscious. My sister can't handle it, it is too deep and heavy, and being busy trying to raise three boys when one has special needs and keep work and activities all balanced...my mother can stress her out in a split second. My brother is doing less and less with us and more and more if his expanding family, so guess who gets to bear the brunt?
As if life in Obamantion isn't hard enough...
(sigh)
Some days the pressure release valve really gets a work out...
