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SuperBowl 2016


The  Daily Prophetic Word last week was to watch for prophetic signs in the Super Bowl. There was a big one on at the end of the halftime show. The sign Believe in Love and a cross! God is calling us to break the spirit of hatred.

The final score was 24:10. Matthew 24:10 people are turning away from Jesus’ greatest command to love and are hating. Yes even many Christians are doing this. God is calling us to break the spirit of hatred and judgement. It is love that will change the world! By Doug Addison

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SuperBowl 50: The Carolina Panthers


I would be a bad NC native if I didn’t post something about this upcoming game.panthers

Growing up 20 miles from Charlotte, this is history for me and my family; many of whom still live there and attend the Panthers games. In fact some of them are fanatics.

I confess I am not a football buff. Not even a buff, just a distant Carolina Panthers admirer.

Watching the games this past season wasn’t on my radar until they continued to win and win big. If you want a diehard football fan, don’t ask me. However I am excited that finally this has happened.  It would have been nice if my dad had been alive to witness their victories as he enjoyed watching them for years before he passed away in 2014.

Who knew that Michael Oher of the “Blind Side” movie would one day end up in the SuperBowl. But then having a Quarterback like Cam Newton certainly helps. Both men are huge and obviously quite good at what they do.

What intrigues me about the SuperBowl is that millions of people stop everything to watch these men tackle, fight and injure themselves in what many believe to be one of the greatest events of our generation. Between the commercials, food and parties it has become a stand-still Sunday.

But, what do these devoted enthusiasts do after it’s over?

How do they cope for the next 7 months without football?

Do they go into deep depression or withdrawal?

What do they fill that empty stadium fever with?

Maybe God has an idea.

I’ve always wondered what would happen if Jesus decided to show up at one of the Super Bowls.

Why not? Millions of people are tuned in making it one of the best and highest rated TV shows all year.

All the flowing beer and chips would probably stop instantly from being consumed.

The stadium itself most likely would come to a screeching halt of silence.

The media would be so shocked they would become speechless. (We can only hope)

I can’t think of a better entrance for Jesus to make. And according to Dream Interpreter and Prophet Doug Addison, God likes football and plans to show up and maybe show off?

God is full of surprises.

Maybe God wants the world to know He is still around and on the throne? 

Maybe God wants to touch the hearts of those empty nested fans once the game is over. 

Whether you believe him or not, it’s certainly worth a touchdown to see what God might do.

(And by touchdown of course I mean for the Panthers.)

Jeremiah 23:23-24

 “Am I a God who is near,” declares the LORD, “And not a God far off? “Can a man hide himself in hiding places So I do not see him?” declares the LORD “Do I not fill the heavens and the earth?” declares the LORD.


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Ok. So I am not that Excited

The following was a poll taken a few days ago about the big game tonite…..

What’s your favorite thing about the Super Bowl?




22%All of the above

30%I don’t care about the Super

Admitted here, my vote was in the 30% group.  Maybe if the teams playing might include the Carolina Panthers or for my husband’s sake the Saints I might be a little more interested.

The past few years have been a disappointment with the ads which is one of the reasons I watched it in the first place.  Between the crass, tactless fashion flubs to the Material Girls’ on stage Viking showdown it makes me wonder how America reached such a vile point.

You would think the world can’t go on without this grand stand football game.  For the last few weeks the hype has been nauseating despite the efforts of past heroes making appearances on every network available.

Many with gambling issues bet on this game. Alcohol runs rampant in sports bars, parties and tailgating. And after 9/11 the threat of a terror attack adds to the cost of security.

But it is a money maker for many. The area where it is held, the local businesses including restaurants and hotels/motels are given a boost of financial success.  It doesn’t hurt the teams are placed in a class few ever attain.

I have to wonder if America would get as excited about Jesus appearing at the Superbowl as the teams and the halftime show?

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Football Players don’t Walk on Water

This may come as a shock to some of you but I am not a football fan.

Believe me I have tried to be. The sports junkie in me has never been able to adopt the hard knocks, driven tackles and obnoxious coaches.

The dangerous game of football has nothing on Russell Crowe. “The Gladiator” may have experienced concussions, broken bones and even death, but football is right behind it.  At least the pros make enough money to put their bodies back together once they turn 40 and can’t move.

Questionable behaving fans screaming from the sidelines like life depended on the next touchdown.

Cheerleaders throwing each other around, swinging pom-poms and shouting,

“Let’s go! Let’s Go!”(Go where?)

Besides the fact I live on the east side of two of the most competitive college teams in history is a threat to my intelligence. These seemingly two menageries have been fighting each other on the field for decades. Yes, that is what I said. Menageries as if the teams are on exhibition for exotic actions in the end zone.

Add to these two is our Pastor’s team and you have the Gamecock Tigers fighting the Florida Gators. He is hard pressed not to keep his team out of a sermon.

And if the battle isn’t bad enough on the field, the fans are tailgating, chicken eating, and beer drinking buddies who make “the game” a conversation piece run wild.

Not that I was ever a NC State or North Carolina fan somehow my allegiance is there only because it is my home state.

But betraying that non-allegiance is not something I can bring myself to do. I must admit the two NC teams are just as bad as the SC teams when it comes right down to their field of football dreams and loyalty.

The local TV stations are all about football. Not only is the coverage spread across the state from August to December, you read about it on billboards, in newspapers and observe the collegiate flags flying around neighborhoods.

Our society’s culture is a picture of sports. We live it. Breathe it. And love it. The national past time of sports is big business.

Football and the American obsession with it is an example of where our priorities are. It is one of many sports keeping our attention. It may not be sports; it could be any one of many diversions from life.

Whatever the compulsion or fascination we are swayed by such neurosis as an escape, stress reliever or entertainment beyond infatuation; we are simply making a King that cannot save us.

Life needs balance; and priorities should be in order of importance.

Especially during football season.

Ecclesiastes 3:1 “There is an appointed time for everything.  And there is a time for every event under heaven.”




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It’s Christmas Dinner At My Uncle’s House, So Who Are These People?

My Parents

Family on my dad’s side come together for a Christmas Meal usually about a week before Christmas. We just returned from a house full at my Uncle’s.   I filled up on  Honey Baked Ham, macaroni and cheese, green beans, sweet potato casserole, potato salad, something else that was on my plate that I can’t remember. Dessert was home made banana pudding.

Over the years we have lost some dear family members and added some new. Some were missing today due to living elsewhere, recovering from exams, throwing their own party or watching the Panthers actually….I won’t say it.

From my great mathematics ability I counted about 25 of us there. Had all attended, the count would have been over 30. This was a landmark for us because last year at this time my dad was recovering from his 2nd surgery in 6 months and was unable to attend.  He is now the oldest of this group at the age of 85.  He lost his older brother in November 2010 to a heart attack. His 2 younger brothers were there; one a retired Presbyterian Minister and the other one who is a bachelor with all the money.

We are all so use to each other it is as if we pick up right where we left off especially for those like me who live 3 hours away. I was in college with my brother and  2 cousins all at the same time. While I was the freshman, my cousins were both Juniors and my brother was a Senior. We had one car between the 4 of us. Re-phrase: There was one car between the three of them because they never let me use it.  I made a point to remind them how this lack of transportation affected my college experience. None were the least bit sympathetic of their outright devotion to the ugliest brown Dodge Monaco on the planet. This boat of a car managed to get them to the “water hole” as it was called for useful time spent on one of 2 pinball machines and some very nasty beverages.  The “water hole” was a corner gas station that offered or still offers a place for the students to hang out in what I would describe as the usual dump. As the typical family feud over the car continued, they blamed each other for leaving me out on the street.

My Cousin Rick

All enjoyed our time together along with a great meal. Conversations rendered themselves to who is doing what, where and why and why isn’t everyone who is suppose to be there not there? After the meal some sat and yawned ready for their afternoon nap, others flew out the door to catch what was left of the Panthers game while others were in the kitchen cleaning up.

I looked around and saw faces that had aged, bellies that had grown and  kids that use to be shorter than me who were now in or out of college that I didn’t recognize.

Standard posture for our family who is close in proximity and heart. When you see each other all the time it doesn’t take long to be together except for those of us who live elsewhere. From one who lives 3 hours away it gives family a whole new meaning.

I am blessed to be a part of a group knit together as we are even in our differences. As the saying goes, “we are blood related” and it is thick.

God in his great mercy gave me a blood line tracing back to the 1700’s that I know of. The intricacies and interwoven connections are indisputably God’s doing. There is no way that my family came out of some “big bang theory.”

Gregg, My Sister Mary Anne and Vicki