Update: I am not an author but a man on fire with the Holy Spirit and the immaculate heart of Mary. Most of what I have written has given expression to the fire in my heart. At a certain point I felt I had expressed what was in my heart in prior posts that expressed more of the heat of heaven than theological reflections. In other words, I felt like I had released what I had to say. Our little labor here came to a standstill the last few months choosing to wait on the Lord and for His direction rather than simply continue for the sake of some ordered necessity. Revival and evangelism is the beginning and end of our call and this cannot be done in the flesh or through man’s zealous efforts, but by an act of God alone, it’s all about God’s timing, this is reflected in a post I did on surf boards and row boats. I write you now because I think the time has come in this hour, a sense of renewal is building through the Church as a whole and in my house. Ten years ago the Lord gave me a scripture Isaiah 49, I was taking the train down to preach and as I read the text the Holy Spirit fell on me in power, that evening a prophet spoke the same text over me and went onto say I was going into hiding, much of this has already been documented in prior posts. The text itself is about God bringing a great revival, so why do I mention this now? Without covering prior posts, my eldest son received a vocation call and went with Father Quinn to the Chrism mass last month, on the way home Father asked my son to read the second reading out loud in the car. To my son’s surprise it was of course Isaiah 49, a moment of providence it would seem. Father Quinn came inside and I share with him my journey and prophetic expectations of a coming renewal that popes have been calling on for decades now, and that I have seen in the night watch. Under the inspiration of the Holy Spirit Father Quinn directs me to some priests that are new to the area and vision and anticipation are beginning to bubble over. I have been alone for 9 years without any favor at all and suddenly I am standing with brothers sensing a quaking of God’s glory about to come upon the Church, without male companionship for years and suddenly I am surrounded by men but not simply any men but Mary’s men, and now seemingly my friends. Expectation is alive and kicken!