Road Runners, Rainbows, And A Rising - The Import Of Balloons

No surprise the emergency of October 4th when October 4th came.

It had loomed for weeks as the tremors rolled and simmered then rolled again.

The morning chaos began with exhortation from one of my flock.

They starting to see you, Psyop.

I was busy beholding and responding to the epic finale of an Operation that began earlier this year...

The morning of My young damsel bride with the prophetic views and guidances woke me up to a message from the Lord she didn't understand.

"I wanted to draw a rainbow.He had me draw balloons. Balloons are important."

I have balloon comms with @frankbacon years old now and @frankbacon owns hot air balloons. This was during the home on the range planning days and we had no idea the journey yet be sure to come.

We got a hint the very next day....

God doesn't really let us wonder.

We paid close attention to the balloon comms to come over the next six months.

Those involved should remember.

Balloons remained important over the volatile months to come.

It was at about this exact moment that a brother and I were making a decision together that an Angel needed evac and the car we had available would make it there because our Father willed it.

The theme of the rescue was Rainbow.

He does not ever let my faith go unrewarded.

Minutes after crossing the Colorado border I beheld my first snow-bow.

I was still enjoying the confirmation of path levity of the pre-roll when I saw the storm rolling across the distant horizon....

It is okay if you do not appreciate The Riddler or the cannabis conundrums.

My ministry efforts are bearing fruit with His daughters.

This is after all a story and a testimony about how they do not lose.

ESPECIALLY the one who knew we all had to be on the watch for balloons.

I spent an early half hour of that emergency-broadcast-road-run riddling my Father why He loves me so much He would give me such signs and wonders.

Knowing the truth that the photos I was trying to take would not do any of it justice.

He heard that too.

After 20 hours of mile chomping determination, He gave me another shot.

As the journey north became more and more woodsy I was given another twenty minute or so display that confirmed so much purpose of mission...

Of course, what she really appreciates is... timing.

The beauty I beheld on the way to the landing zone for that deployment was just the beginning.

I watched a child of God once again leave behind the all too powerful trappings of Mystery Babylon.

This is the SECOND TIME this woman has left everything behind to put hand to plow and do God's Will.

The fountain of Gifts she is poured have been recorded.

Now her brothers and sisters can appreciate @mstrashworthy as intended.

Back from witnessing the in-person well-intended introduction of her to @frankbacon's mom.

I call this photo from the landing zone 'Oops She Did It Again'...

The locals were excited about the free garage worth of new nice things at the dumpster.

Those slippers were the first thing to go.

A trip full of no surprises.

We reached the crash site trail marker a little later than anticipated but not by much.

Yet another reassuring 'Of Course' moment at check-in.

Some of the comms are public. 1 1 3

Most of the moments are private.

It was my blessing to vessel these for her.

That Buddy Holly turn in our investigation was no joke.

This is all our Father's gift to her written a long time ago.

He had me hand deliver it to her.

With Bows and Balloons.

The Angel with the 40k foot view has entered the arena.

Nobody in this enclave of prophets doubts the message...

Balloons are important.

• @michaelmullens

"Just two more stops, Angel and then we will head home."

"This is a work stop. If I don't stop in Walsenburg on the way by @frankbacon will be mad at me and he would be right."

History.

I told you she does not lose.