My Tribute To Whitney Huston:

The Servant TREE

                                                         A story that was given to my spirit

One day the Lord was walking down the road with his disciples and came upon a sick fig tree that was planted in unfertile ground, there was figs on the ground around the bottom of the tree rotting, that fell from the top branches where the tree could not supply sap to them, but there was figs around the bottom branches of the tree. The Lord saw that even though the tree was sick, and just barely able to produce figs, the sick tree would not give up producing figs, the Lord blessed the fig tree, and the rotten figs on the ground around the bottom of the tree started to change the ground making the ground fertile, soon the tree started to grow strong and produce good figs from the bottom to the top branches.

So this is my prayer:

Heavenly Father, let me be like this tree, holding on doing what you would have me do to the best of my ability until the Lord comes to bless me and take me home to glory. Amen.

From God to A man of God!

  This short story reminds me of Whitney Huston's life, the beginning of her singing career known only to family, and the chirch where she sang in the quire until she was discovered, her rise to fame,

her personal battles, and her call to glory. Most would call her life a trady, but only God's  people

knows the truth, that Whitney was blessed from the womb to the thumb, just like the servant tree, Whitney did what God called her to do even when she was going through her battles she never stopped loving God, and she never stopped singing. All of heaven rejoiced when she was called

home to God. I can see in my spirit God telling Whitney to come on in, rest tonight for tomorrow you

 will take your place in my quire. R I P Whitney, your family in Christ can't weight to be called home

to God so we may hear you sing once again.

To Whitney Huston With Love!

From A man of God!