Prophet Sharing, Part Two
Are you what we might call a modern-day prophet, a tomorrow-thinker in a world of yesterday-dwellers? Or do you know somebody like that? Though often unpopular and unthanked, these people perform a vital role in society.

Written by Chuck Swindoll, these encouraging devotional thoughts are published seven days per week.
Are you what we might call a modern-day prophet, a tomorrow-thinker in a world of yesterday-dwellers? Or do you know somebody like that? Though often unpopular and unthanked, these people perform a vital role in society.
Prophets, I suppose we could call them...seers who frown while others yawn...restless, troubled, contemplative souls.
God makes some people large, others moderate in stature. Still others are small in size. We frequently make the mistake of calling small folks “little,” but that is an unfortunate and unfair tag.
People who are in great demand today are those who can see it in their imaginations—then pull it off. Those who can think—then follow through. Those who dress their daring dreams in practical denim work clothes.
Whether in the sweltering heat of summer or during winter’s bitter blast, I’d like to think that some carefully selected turn of a phrase, some pointed story even the choice of a single word I used reached over to your hand with a grip of fresh hope.
Little by little I’m learning just how enamoured I was of all those catch phrases that made me forget I was on a sinking ship.
One of the most encouraging things about new years, new weeks, and new days is the word new. Webster reveals its meaning: “refreshed, different from one of the same that has existed previously...unfamiliar.”
To start over, you have to know where you are. To get somewhere else, it’s necessary to know where you’re presently standing.
A basic task you accepted when you became a parent was the building of self-esteem and confidence into your offspring.
Perhaps the most tragic shades of insensitivity occur in the home. Between mates, to begin with. Needs in the heart of a wife long to be discovered by her husband. She hides them until an appropriate moment...but it never arrives. He’s “too busy.” What cursed words!