I Woke This Morning Seeing The Interior Of A Kitchen & Hearing This Song Playing, "Take The Last Train To Clarksville."

I woke to seeing an interior of a kitchen. It was a kitchen of a place that was not occupied. Meaning it was ready to move into. I then hear the song playing the words, "Take the last train to Clarksville." I wake up and think it is a Beatles song and I search to even see if the city mentioned is part of the song I am hearing play inside me. Well, it was not a Beatles song but a song by the Monkees. I listen to it and sure enough it says Clarksville. Do you think this may be a big breakthrough just for me? I then did searching for some favorite stores I like to frequent and they are all located in this city. I remember my son telling me to check and see if there is a TJ Maxx, Marshall's etc. because he knows I like to shop there. They even have an Ollie's and Dirt Cheap too along with a Bargain Hunt.
Remember months ago when I did the prophetic act of placing some of the Dalton, GA anointing oil into the Stones River for healing the water? I remember I also researched back then where the river flowed into. Guess what? It flows into the Cumberland River and that is also located in Clarksville.

The Monkees - Last Train To Clarksville 1966

See them shaking the maracas to the beat of the song along with the tambourine? This is bringing to my memory 2 different times I had a funny story connected to both types of instruments that happened in Ohio @ church. I was an on fire gal playing those instruments and I guess I could have been a bit zealous when playing them during praise/worship. I think this will make you laugh or at least put a smile on your face.

First story to share … I was sitting in the 2nd row, center section at church. I was standing behind the front row ministers and in front of me was Minister Clara. She was an older woman of God and she actually helped me when I took the class, "Cleansing Stream." I have my eyes closed when I am in praise/worship to follow Holy Spirit lead on how to play the instruments and I let the music flow through me if that makes sense. Oh my gosh, Minister Clara was sitting at the time I was standing and I hit her in the head with the tambourine. Yes I did and I felt so bad that that happened. I of course apologized and then I was a bit more mindful when playing the tambourine at church. I tend to find a seat at church where there is room for me to worship with instruments. I do not really use the tambourine much now a days but when I did I did like to sit in seats where I was in the the end seat of the row to give me a bit more space to worship. I always knew I could slightly step out into the aisle if I needed more worship space or go to the altar during worship.

The 2nd story to share this time about the maracas in church. Our church had a live Easter production, I want to think it was the Passion Play or something of that nature. We had live animals also in this big production. So, the worship band could not be on the platform for it was transformed into the major part of this production. They moved the band to the ground level and corded them off with pipe and drape type of stuff. You could see the band ministers but not the bottom it was with draping. So I am seated on the front row but to the section off to the left, not the center section. I am praising away like I tend to do and the next thing I know one of the maracas I was shaking let loose. The top portion of 1 maraca separated from the stick/handle portion and it went rolling on the floor and it rolled right to the band area. Oh my gosh no one ever said anything to me about that. Thank God. See, you can have fun in church even if you do not plan for it. I did not hurt anyone it just rolled on the floor ever so grceful. I was most thankful that it did not go flying in the air and hit someone. God is good, God is Great and God is faithful. May you have a sunny start to your day today and hopefully a smile on your face too.