VISION: I saw the individual little pieces of my day’s rhema, all connected together into one long paragraph.

HEARD: This is an art form. How do you do this? Piece by piece. Like a puzzle. Yes, it’s quite a project. If it doesn’t make sense, throw it out. And so you build; build a Word. The Words, they make sense. They are a lifeline. Start from the beginning. Build simple pieces. Then get bigger. Link one right after the other. Sometimes I loop My Words in circles when I speak to you.

[Lord are You saying You want me to harvest the rhema by writing a Word to Ponder for each day?]

HEARD: That’s right.

[Wow Lord what a wonderful idea, thank You!]

...having been born again, not of corruptible seed but incorruptible, through the word of God which lives and abides forever, because  "All flesh is as grass, And all the glory of man as the flower of the grass. The grass withers, And its flower falls away, But the word of the LORD endures forever . 1 Peter 1:23-25 NKJV