On Thursday evening, Kay and I were eating supper with good friends from East Texas (Ken and Ginny Bryan) and Louisiana (Roger and Charlotte Merschbrock). During the conversation, Roger was talking to Ken and said, "Between you and me and the fencepost..."
I interrupted with laughter, "So, now I'm a fencepost." A couple of more times during the evening we commented on my fencepost status.
The next day at lunch we were again eating with friends (state prayer leaders from Kansas, Louisiana, Massachusetts, Mississippi and Arkansas). Once again the issue of the fencepost came up, but this time, as I was laughing, the Lord clearly spoke to my heart.
"You are a fencepost."

Amen. I'm a fencepost, but the true fencepost - the chief fencepost - is our Lord. He is our anchor and refuge. Through Him we are connected together to claim the earth for Him. But that also means that you are a fencepost too. Welcome to the work of the kingdom!
"He used the apostles and prophets for the foundation. Now he's using you, fitting you in brick by brick, stone by stone, with Christ Jesus as the cornerstone that holds all the parts together. We see it taking shape day after day—a holy temple built by God, all of us built into it, a temple in which God is quite at home" (Ephesians 2:19b, The Message).