Monday, May 5, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Prophetic Revelation of Love
I am writting this blog to tell all who will hear that there is a new revelation of His (Gods) love closing in on us in a powerful way. I have been praying for a greater revelation of His love for several months. And I know that He is answering it not only in me but in the Church as a whole.
We (the Church) have just ended a season of tasting. And now The LORD is teaching us how to cook.
This last season was filled with signs wonders and miracles of all types and they did not hinge on our ability to make them hapen nor will they however what is coming is based on our understanding of His love.
Through this tasting we have been able to see prayers imediately answered and some over time, and yet still others seemingly unanswered. He was leading us through and we just go to see some of this on the way to the kitchen. A cooks tour of the area if you will to know what is out there and what is not that will make the biggest impact. Almost a buffet to allow us each to understand where and how we fit into the body the best. Long ago several years, we watched as The LORD began raising people up to fill their place of ministry and calling those out into the hallway to await their assignment and to this point they have been wondering. Now they are being called to their stations to prepare a meal for the King based on what we have learned in the process.
I pray that this is making sense to you!
All that has been done to this point has been to show us this deeper more life altering view of His Love. I can describe it best like this. When I was a kid my mother used to tell me a hundred times in 15 seconds that she loved me and to be good and to be careful and then again that she loved me. And to this day she still does and I better understand as a parent why she has done what she has done. I have caught on to this and have had to stop my self from annoying my wife who has a different understaning at this point than I have had. No longer are we calling to Jesus and praying prayers out of fear but now is the time when the revelation of Love hits so strongly that all we need now is to whisper "I love you" and all of heaven stands at attention as the kaboud decends like thunder over the one making the declaration. And it is from here that we hear the beating of His heart so closly that we can actually feel where each beat of His heart transports the blood that is pumped with each beat, we feel each pounding beat racing turn through His veins and arteries until it reaches the point of use, and there we feel the thunder clap as it has fulfilled its purpose, all while holding onto the chest of our beloved.
This revelation has been packaged up and is awaiting its delivery all over the world right this very minute.
Hang on!!! When this hits you, will physically feel it if it hasnt hit you already.
May The LORD use this word to affirm what your spirit already knows.
We (the Church) have just ended a season of tasting. And now The LORD is teaching us how to cook.
This last season was filled with signs wonders and miracles of all types and they did not hinge on our ability to make them hapen nor will they however what is coming is based on our understanding of His love.
Through this tasting we have been able to see prayers imediately answered and some over time, and yet still others seemingly unanswered. He was leading us through and we just go to see some of this on the way to the kitchen. A cooks tour of the area if you will to know what is out there and what is not that will make the biggest impact. Almost a buffet to allow us each to understand where and how we fit into the body the best. Long ago several years, we watched as The LORD began raising people up to fill their place of ministry and calling those out into the hallway to await their assignment and to this point they have been wondering. Now they are being called to their stations to prepare a meal for the King based on what we have learned in the process.
I pray that this is making sense to you!
All that has been done to this point has been to show us this deeper more life altering view of His Love. I can describe it best like this. When I was a kid my mother used to tell me a hundred times in 15 seconds that she loved me and to be good and to be careful and then again that she loved me. And to this day she still does and I better understand as a parent why she has done what she has done. I have caught on to this and have had to stop my self from annoying my wife who has a different understaning at this point than I have had. No longer are we calling to Jesus and praying prayers out of fear but now is the time when the revelation of Love hits so strongly that all we need now is to whisper "I love you" and all of heaven stands at attention as the kaboud decends like thunder over the one making the declaration. And it is from here that we hear the beating of His heart so closly that we can actually feel where each beat of His heart transports the blood that is pumped with each beat, we feel each pounding beat racing turn through His veins and arteries until it reaches the point of use, and there we feel the thunder clap as it has fulfilled its purpose, all while holding onto the chest of our beloved.
This revelation has been packaged up and is awaiting its delivery all over the world right this very minute.
Hang on!!! When this hits you, will physically feel it if it hasnt hit you already.
May The LORD use this word to affirm what your spirit already knows.
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
The dance of a child
This last Friday night I was honored to be with my wife and several hundred others who call themselves followers of Jesus. We spent the evening in various forms of worship directed at The LORD. From 7pm to nearly 1am I was blessed to be at a place filled with the tangible presence of God due to the praises of His people. As the evening began I was standing up and singing along to some of the songs. Shortly into the evening I found myself sitting with my face in my hands. I began to ask The LORD how I was to approach Him this particular evening. I was directed by The LORD to open my eyes and see. As I did so, I could hear the sounds of strings and voices that echoed what I believe to be one of the atmosphers that we will experience in heaven, and through the legs and hands of men and women standing I could see dozens of children running around laughing and carrying on with life as only a child can do in a room like that. There was not a single one crying or moaning about what they did or did not have, they were all having the time of their life. There was one little girl that stood out in the crowd, and no I'm not going to brag about Abigail here, although it would be a great place to do so (she is awesome). This little girl was wearing a red dress, I watched as she twirled around in circles with purpose. She wasn't just spinning uncontrollably she was twirling as though she was dancing with a partner. She had her eyes closed and then opened and then closed again as she moved closer to the platform where there were others dancing around. And as I watched The LORD answered my question with "Just like that." Being the intellectual that I am (sometimes) I asked Him how to do even that. For moments on end it seemed as though there was no audible answer but a series of events and thoughts that were placed in my heart by Him that lead me into understanding more realistically His love.
I don't want to get all clicheish on you and say that God is love even though He is, but this time I was being transformed by this love in a way that I have never been to this point. I was feeling the momentum in my spirit as though I had just taken a really deep breath and then let it out and that letting out feeling was staying around, it was the deepest peace I had felt for a long time.
Several hours into the evening I found myself once again in dialogue with The LORD. This time when I opened my eyes there were no children many had left yet the music went on, and The LORD brought the lesson of the evening for me back around full circle and there holding a flag in her hands as she pranced around the sanctuary was a lady 40 years older than me dancing and twirling as though she was dancing with a partner smiling from ear to ear. All night long she never stopped, from beginning to end she was there walking dancing and all the time waving her flag before The LORD.
So what all does this mean for me now? Soon I will share about the River of God, but for now the deep life altering time that we need with God can be found in the innocent yet fully aware mind of a child. Unhindered by limitations doubts and fears and fully aware of the possibilities that await them as they dream with God about all that could be and live in all that is.
In my mind I replay those moments with my own self as a child dancing hand in hand with my LORD. And I think about all that happens from that place. From here I can hear the heart beat of my Daddy King, and feel where each beat takes the blood of King Jesus into the body that moves and when He moves He moves me. This is a place not for those who like control or manipulation of circumstances or even to work according to their own goals dreams and visions but for those who want to get lost in Him and chase Him through the forest of divine imagination and watch as everything comes to life.
I want to live from that place. I know that from there I cant say a word that is off or unclear, I cant raise my children wrong, I cant misscommunicate here and there is always room for the unexpected and it is blessed to be their. Where I simply rest knowing that I am with my I am.
I don't want to get all clicheish on you and say that God is love even though He is, but this time I was being transformed by this love in a way that I have never been to this point. I was feeling the momentum in my spirit as though I had just taken a really deep breath and then let it out and that letting out feeling was staying around, it was the deepest peace I had felt for a long time.
Several hours into the evening I found myself once again in dialogue with The LORD. This time when I opened my eyes there were no children many had left yet the music went on, and The LORD brought the lesson of the evening for me back around full circle and there holding a flag in her hands as she pranced around the sanctuary was a lady 40 years older than me dancing and twirling as though she was dancing with a partner smiling from ear to ear. All night long she never stopped, from beginning to end she was there walking dancing and all the time waving her flag before The LORD.
So what all does this mean for me now? Soon I will share about the River of God, but for now the deep life altering time that we need with God can be found in the innocent yet fully aware mind of a child. Unhindered by limitations doubts and fears and fully aware of the possibilities that await them as they dream with God about all that could be and live in all that is.
In my mind I replay those moments with my own self as a child dancing hand in hand with my LORD. And I think about all that happens from that place. From here I can hear the heart beat of my Daddy King, and feel where each beat takes the blood of King Jesus into the body that moves and when He moves He moves me. This is a place not for those who like control or manipulation of circumstances or even to work according to their own goals dreams and visions but for those who want to get lost in Him and chase Him through the forest of divine imagination and watch as everything comes to life.
I want to live from that place. I know that from there I cant say a word that is off or unclear, I cant raise my children wrong, I cant misscommunicate here and there is always room for the unexpected and it is blessed to be their. Where I simply rest knowing that I am with my I am.
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Reform or Re-do? That is the question...
The following post is actually in regard to a comment made by my great friend Travis in reference to my previously posted post on Pressing on.
Here is the comment...
"are you suggesting a reforming rather than a redoing? is that your line of thinking?"
My Response:
In many ways I think that reforming is the way to reshape the motives of the soul, rather than chucking all life experience related to something to search after another. The later does away with the beauty of trial and error as well as the beauty of forgiveness and Holy correction. It can give the illusion of being so burdened by the past that we dare not look at it for fear of what we were instead of giving us the hope of what we can become when we look back through the eyes of one redeemed and set free from the prison/prisons we were in. I think this applies to most all areas of life that come to mind. The ideas of reform for something so out of whack and distorted and dare i say even perverted I believe is the idea of Christ. Even the story of Noah and his family is a story of reform rather than re-do. If it was a re-do then the covenant heart of God would have backed out of what He had already purposed to do. I believe that a major underlying and even overlying idea/doctrine of the scripture is that of redeeming that which has not only been lost but also distorted by sin and all its anti-holistic ideology. Even creation according to the scripture awaits its redemption. I would like to think that God being the master Gardener would see that even if the whole tree is rotted and their remain one bud that He would take of that goodness and start it over from their, and in the reform, redoing that which was wrong.
Here is the comment...
"are you suggesting a reforming rather than a redoing? is that your line of thinking?"
My Response:
In many ways I think that reforming is the way to reshape the motives of the soul, rather than chucking all life experience related to something to search after another. The later does away with the beauty of trial and error as well as the beauty of forgiveness and Holy correction. It can give the illusion of being so burdened by the past that we dare not look at it for fear of what we were instead of giving us the hope of what we can become when we look back through the eyes of one redeemed and set free from the prison/prisons we were in. I think this applies to most all areas of life that come to mind. The ideas of reform for something so out of whack and distorted and dare i say even perverted I believe is the idea of Christ. Even the story of Noah and his family is a story of reform rather than re-do. If it was a re-do then the covenant heart of God would have backed out of what He had already purposed to do. I believe that a major underlying and even overlying idea/doctrine of the scripture is that of redeeming that which has not only been lost but also distorted by sin and all its anti-holistic ideology. Even creation according to the scripture awaits its redemption. I would like to think that God being the master Gardener would see that even if the whole tree is rotted and their remain one bud that He would take of that goodness and start it over from their, and in the reform, redoing that which was wrong.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Pressing on...
As the commercial goes... we are no longer a society that seems to want to fix things, but rather one who discards the things that "don't work" and simply replace them with new ones. What ever happened to getting dirty and working through something? Is there anything left to be said for the pressing on factor?
Friday, January 11, 2008
Peeves!
Alright; bear with me for a few minutes.
First topic: Hypocrisy
I don't want you to get the wrong idea and think that i think i am perfect. Because I will be the first to tell you that I am not, but I am working at it.
Below this post you will find a 5 min video from the "Rev." Al Sharpton informing the general population of KFC lovers that they are eating abused chicken and that what KFC does to their chicken is absurd. If the method's used in the video are true then yes i do feel for the people that do such things as well as the chickens, after all they are given for food but who said the way to become food had to be so rough. I mean for crying out loud you don't see lions in the jungle beating their prey with razor sharp claws and carrying them around in their mouths still half dead. Oh wait yea you do. Or hungry male bears after coming out of hibernation eating the young cubs when they cant find any fish to eat. Oh wait, yea you do.
Now understandably so we should not be cruel in the method of eating things or going about killing them. After all we are a "higher" grade of "evolution" than the bear and lion. Well at least the majority of the population could make that statement. Here is where i have a slight dilemma...
Is it not much that same cruelty as far as ethical treatment goes, that people in the categories of self righteous presupposing blood sucking politicians (and by politicians i mean anyone who lobbies for something or someone)(no names mentioned here) place on groups and situations to exploit their own political gain? I mean what about all of the people in the congregations that "Rev's" talk to and endorse non-biblical agendas from a place that is spoken by the mouth of God to be sacred? Is that not unfair and unethical treatment of what scientist call the "human animal"? I don't understand How on one side of the table we have people that can lobby for causes that don't have a real large bearing on the eternal destiny of people and then on the other side we have the same people lobbying for causes that are completely contrary to what they were doing five minuets ago in front of the same cameras and the population hails them as hero's. Do we live in such a short sighted narrow minded self absorbed society that we cant see this? Surely it is not that bad.
Second: Whole foods.
Now I love me some good home grown vegetables and melon not to mention blackberries. They have to be my favorite. However in obtaining such wholesome non-processed foods I find myself in a quandary.
How is it that I can go to Walmart (don't get me started on Walmart) and buy a five pound bag of highly processed white "sugar" for .49 cents and find right next to it a "non-processed" 3 pound box of naturally tan-ish colored sugar for $3.49. Now I could be completely wrong in this but I assure you that I am not. Would it not make more sense to have a product that grows naturally all on its own and harvested with minimal equipment and people, packaged with minimal effort with no chemicals or dyes or preservatives or coloring added to be cheaper than something that is chemically and forcefully manufactured harvested with multi-million dollar equipment fed through miles of conveyor sifted thousands of times handled by at least 25 people shipped on several different trucks trains and boats and then sent to the store? Where is the social justice in that? Are we so bent on making a profit that we will push carcinogen loaded food on people knowing that they cause harm and are not good for people short or long term that we price things to make record breaking profits. And how in the world did grass become gold to be able to sell 1 gallon of milk for nearly $5? Who said the industrial revolution was the greatest thing to happen to America?
I have always wanted to have a lot of land that I could ride horses on and run gas guzzling 4wheelers and off road vehicles on so that I could enjoy nature the way God intended. Should we not all be able to have that luxury? But instead we are forced by popular demand to sift through shelves and shelves of colorful boxes and bags that are 5% recycled (and what happens to the other 95%?) to find food that is actually, really and truly good for you? We run down our cities by a cycle of wealth that starts off with a booming center of town filled with all kinds of lovely things including fresh markets and people only to find that in 10 years those people that lived there decided to go out to the"country" to have the American dream. And in the process shift the "skirter's" those people that once lived out side of town for various reasons to move into town and create the "bottoms" culture. oh wait I need to start another heading...
Third: Urbanization
With this cycle we eventually find that the poor people are now inhabiting the houses that used to be filled with rich people and vice versa. Soon We have dilapidated cities with pockets of violent crime and displaced people due to the almighty dollar and that once again group of people mentioned in section one of this rant. When are we going to understand that newer is not always better?
Would it not make more sense to allow this shift to take place so that people can live where they want to and or need to in some cases and along the way make provisions to not only cater to one group of people? I mean who wants their kids growing up in a place where the buildings they walk past every morning and afternoon on their way home from school are ready to fall down any moment? Who wants their kids growing up knowing more about street life and how to handle a drug deal or have sex without getting some crippling disease more than they want them to learn about the things in life that matter and how to believe in something other than their own illogical untested moment by moment wavering emotions. Can we not settle the fact that truth is missing in the lives of this type of population both inside and outside of city limits? And that something must be done to bring it. Can we not find it in our little hearts and governmental minds to stop enabling people to continue in a self defeating mentality that cripples their God given drive to feel like they matter? Is there not more to life than little blue wrappers and cigarette butts not to mention the clutter that consumes our closets because we all at some point can find it in ourselves to face the truths that bring about real honest to God change; lasting change?
In closing; where oh where did our life go?
First topic: Hypocrisy
I don't want you to get the wrong idea and think that i think i am perfect. Because I will be the first to tell you that I am not, but I am working at it.
Below this post you will find a 5 min video from the "Rev." Al Sharpton informing the general population of KFC lovers that they are eating abused chicken and that what KFC does to their chicken is absurd. If the method's used in the video are true then yes i do feel for the people that do such things as well as the chickens, after all they are given for food but who said the way to become food had to be so rough. I mean for crying out loud you don't see lions in the jungle beating their prey with razor sharp claws and carrying them around in their mouths still half dead. Oh wait yea you do. Or hungry male bears after coming out of hibernation eating the young cubs when they cant find any fish to eat. Oh wait, yea you do.
Now understandably so we should not be cruel in the method of eating things or going about killing them. After all we are a "higher" grade of "evolution" than the bear and lion. Well at least the majority of the population could make that statement. Here is where i have a slight dilemma...
Is it not much that same cruelty as far as ethical treatment goes, that people in the categories of self righteous presupposing blood sucking politicians (and by politicians i mean anyone who lobbies for something or someone)(no names mentioned here) place on groups and situations to exploit their own political gain? I mean what about all of the people in the congregations that "Rev's" talk to and endorse non-biblical agendas from a place that is spoken by the mouth of God to be sacred? Is that not unfair and unethical treatment of what scientist call the "human animal"? I don't understand How on one side of the table we have people that can lobby for causes that don't have a real large bearing on the eternal destiny of people and then on the other side we have the same people lobbying for causes that are completely contrary to what they were doing five minuets ago in front of the same cameras and the population hails them as hero's. Do we live in such a short sighted narrow minded self absorbed society that we cant see this? Surely it is not that bad.
Second: Whole foods.
Now I love me some good home grown vegetables and melon not to mention blackberries. They have to be my favorite. However in obtaining such wholesome non-processed foods I find myself in a quandary.
How is it that I can go to Walmart (don't get me started on Walmart) and buy a five pound bag of highly processed white "sugar" for .49 cents and find right next to it a "non-processed" 3 pound box of naturally tan-ish colored sugar for $3.49. Now I could be completely wrong in this but I assure you that I am not. Would it not make more sense to have a product that grows naturally all on its own and harvested with minimal equipment and people, packaged with minimal effort with no chemicals or dyes or preservatives or coloring added to be cheaper than something that is chemically and forcefully manufactured harvested with multi-million dollar equipment fed through miles of conveyor sifted thousands of times handled by at least 25 people shipped on several different trucks trains and boats and then sent to the store? Where is the social justice in that? Are we so bent on making a profit that we will push carcinogen loaded food on people knowing that they cause harm and are not good for people short or long term that we price things to make record breaking profits. And how in the world did grass become gold to be able to sell 1 gallon of milk for nearly $5? Who said the industrial revolution was the greatest thing to happen to America?
I have always wanted to have a lot of land that I could ride horses on and run gas guzzling 4wheelers and off road vehicles on so that I could enjoy nature the way God intended. Should we not all be able to have that luxury? But instead we are forced by popular demand to sift through shelves and shelves of colorful boxes and bags that are 5% recycled (and what happens to the other 95%?) to find food that is actually, really and truly good for you? We run down our cities by a cycle of wealth that starts off with a booming center of town filled with all kinds of lovely things including fresh markets and people only to find that in 10 years those people that lived there decided to go out to the"country" to have the American dream. And in the process shift the "skirter's" those people that once lived out side of town for various reasons to move into town and create the "bottoms" culture. oh wait I need to start another heading...
Third: Urbanization
With this cycle we eventually find that the poor people are now inhabiting the houses that used to be filled with rich people and vice versa. Soon We have dilapidated cities with pockets of violent crime and displaced people due to the almighty dollar and that once again group of people mentioned in section one of this rant. When are we going to understand that newer is not always better?
Would it not make more sense to allow this shift to take place so that people can live where they want to and or need to in some cases and along the way make provisions to not only cater to one group of people? I mean who wants their kids growing up in a place where the buildings they walk past every morning and afternoon on their way home from school are ready to fall down any moment? Who wants their kids growing up knowing more about street life and how to handle a drug deal or have sex without getting some crippling disease more than they want them to learn about the things in life that matter and how to believe in something other than their own illogical untested moment by moment wavering emotions. Can we not settle the fact that truth is missing in the lives of this type of population both inside and outside of city limits? And that something must be done to bring it. Can we not find it in our little hearts and governmental minds to stop enabling people to continue in a self defeating mentality that cripples their God given drive to feel like they matter? Is there not more to life than little blue wrappers and cigarette butts not to mention the clutter that consumes our closets because we all at some point can find it in ourselves to face the truths that bring about real honest to God change; lasting change?
In closing; where oh where did our life go?
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Monday, January 7, 2008
Lines of Demarcation
Early on in our walk with Christ we are confronted with the picture of The savior kneeling down and writing in the sand before men and one particular woman. We are unclear as to what He was writing. Maybe it was a picture He was drawing. It could have been a sunset over the sea of Galilee that He was picturing in His mind to "get away" from all of the fuss that people brought to Him constantly. Maybe He was writing a joke in the sand about the people that were around Him. It could have been the origin of the smiley face t-shirt. Who knows. Whatever it was it sure was interesting.
He makes a good point though in the midst of the question; when confronted by belligerent people it does one good to kneel and artistically etch a picture or poem. This could have been Jesus way of telling us to journal... although I doubt it. I wonder what the woman saw. If she saw anything. Her mind could have been a thousand other places thinking about a thousand different things, then again she was a whore not the most educated of people, yet still He wrote/drew in front of her for a reason.
In the people business we are often placed in scenarios similar to that of Jesus here. An angry crowd gathers, people roar, accusations come, people are thrown and the question goes out... "Who are you, and what do you stand for?"
It is in these moments that we are forced to gather our thoughts and dig deeper than the artificial intelligent s' that we typically operate from and look to the id of our souls.
What cramps us in our sleep to awaken the inner workings of desire begin to come to the forefront of our mind. Words begin to form. Lips begin to move and then we come to the place where our finger is strategically placed on the trigger that will fire the shot to bring down the prey that lurks over the horizon of our destiny. Will we in this moment go beyond the threshold of our everyday life and meet a challenge directed at the essence of who we are in a way that will make us proud of ourselves and yet still warrant the savior kneeling beside us to tell us the secrets of His heart.
One might say that the secrets of The Heart of God are just that; secret. I would beg to differ. It is in these moments that we are closest to His heart. He has been challenged just as we have been and continue to be. I would wager to believe that it is here that we find our selves more closely knit to The heart of God for He knows it is through these confrontations that we blossom into something greater than ourselves. Here we meet the very DNA that makes us tick the way we do when we are so embedded in Christ and Him crucified. And we are then able to muster the very words that set us free from the beginning... "It is FINISHED!"
Serving people will always take us to dusty patches of seldom traveled road, and grant us access into the lives of whores and all types of belligerent people. Caring about the dust, trying to sweep the streets clean is a task we do good to forget. On this path there are no lanes one can come and go as they please. Yet the bounds of the edge are clear, so to are the lines of comfort that get crossed, wiped away and reset.
Carrying proud the dream/calling/passion and hope that Christ has placed within each is the task that we must desire; for it to be completed. If you have not; seek it and it will be found. Our release from such people and places has been given only on one condition; leave it and let it be. Whether we find ourselves the whore or in the place of Christ forgiving the sins of the ones thrown to our feet. Looking down to the path that got us here and marking a record an ebeneezer if you will, and looking on toward into and through The heart that calls to us will leave us behind at that place as we walk forward in redemption/freedom and purpose with the option of never returning to the place we now walk away from.
He makes a good point though in the midst of the question; when confronted by belligerent people it does one good to kneel and artistically etch a picture or poem. This could have been Jesus way of telling us to journal... although I doubt it. I wonder what the woman saw. If she saw anything. Her mind could have been a thousand other places thinking about a thousand different things, then again she was a whore not the most educated of people, yet still He wrote/drew in front of her for a reason.
In the people business we are often placed in scenarios similar to that of Jesus here. An angry crowd gathers, people roar, accusations come, people are thrown and the question goes out... "Who are you, and what do you stand for?"
It is in these moments that we are forced to gather our thoughts and dig deeper than the artificial intelligent s' that we typically operate from and look to the id of our souls.
What cramps us in our sleep to awaken the inner workings of desire begin to come to the forefront of our mind. Words begin to form. Lips begin to move and then we come to the place where our finger is strategically placed on the trigger that will fire the shot to bring down the prey that lurks over the horizon of our destiny. Will we in this moment go beyond the threshold of our everyday life and meet a challenge directed at the essence of who we are in a way that will make us proud of ourselves and yet still warrant the savior kneeling beside us to tell us the secrets of His heart.
One might say that the secrets of The Heart of God are just that; secret. I would beg to differ. It is in these moments that we are closest to His heart. He has been challenged just as we have been and continue to be. I would wager to believe that it is here that we find our selves more closely knit to The heart of God for He knows it is through these confrontations that we blossom into something greater than ourselves. Here we meet the very DNA that makes us tick the way we do when we are so embedded in Christ and Him crucified. And we are then able to muster the very words that set us free from the beginning... "It is FINISHED!"
Serving people will always take us to dusty patches of seldom traveled road, and grant us access into the lives of whores and all types of belligerent people. Caring about the dust, trying to sweep the streets clean is a task we do good to forget. On this path there are no lanes one can come and go as they please. Yet the bounds of the edge are clear, so to are the lines of comfort that get crossed, wiped away and reset.
Carrying proud the dream/calling/passion and hope that Christ has placed within each is the task that we must desire; for it to be completed. If you have not; seek it and it will be found. Our release from such people and places has been given only on one condition; leave it and let it be. Whether we find ourselves the whore or in the place of Christ forgiving the sins of the ones thrown to our feet. Looking down to the path that got us here and marking a record an ebeneezer if you will, and looking on toward into and through The heart that calls to us will leave us behind at that place as we walk forward in redemption/freedom and purpose with the option of never returning to the place we now walk away from.
Sunday, January 6, 2008
The excitement builds...
The timing of the LORD is amazing to me. Each day is known by God and revealed in time. His word declares that He will tell us things before they happen. And I am seeing some of those words come to pass in our ministry right now. We have been blessed to come to a place that has been established for quite some time, but needs a fresh touch and fresh breath from God. Prophetically my wife and daughter and I are part of that new breath. I am not at liberty this very moment to share with you about the details of the season we are in right now, but i can tell you some of the fruit that we are seeing. within the last couple of months we have had a little over a dozen people come and worship with us who have never been to our church before. From that group 4 have come and now call our church home not to mention that they are becoming more and more actively involved in leading us in worship. I just met a couple more tonight that has been through the ringer in life and they are right now finding themselves embraced by God in new ways. They came tonight for the first time and it was a true blessing to see God allover them.
I am glad that I have been taught the value of community and relationships with other people. It is here that we grow and blossom into the beautiful creations that God intended for us to be. It is here that we are able to express ourselves in safe ways and dive in to experience more of God.
yet i also value and treasure the ability and blessing of being alone. Alone with God. To rest. To think. To grow. To listen. He has so much to say. Yet it is so easy to "pray on the run" and miss the heartbeat of God or confuse it for the fast heart beat of ourselves.
As we begin this new year. I wonder who along the readers of this blog will devote sacred and special time to allow a new season to come upon you in your life with Christ. Time set aside for you and Him. And He and you. Allow the excitement of the possibilities and the eagerness of the promises along with the passion of the vision to grow within you so that the next time you meet in a community full of believers that you can dance and whirl about with greater freedom because of what He has shared with you in the secret.
Allow the excitement to build based not on what you see alone, but in the vision that He has given you to meet what you are seeing take place before you. And if you dont have a vision for your life worth looking at that is all the more reason to get alone with God so that He can show you more than you ever dreamed possible.
I am glad that I have been taught the value of community and relationships with other people. It is here that we grow and blossom into the beautiful creations that God intended for us to be. It is here that we are able to express ourselves in safe ways and dive in to experience more of God.
yet i also value and treasure the ability and blessing of being alone. Alone with God. To rest. To think. To grow. To listen. He has so much to say. Yet it is so easy to "pray on the run" and miss the heartbeat of God or confuse it for the fast heart beat of ourselves.
As we begin this new year. I wonder who along the readers of this blog will devote sacred and special time to allow a new season to come upon you in your life with Christ. Time set aside for you and Him. And He and you. Allow the excitement of the possibilities and the eagerness of the promises along with the passion of the vision to grow within you so that the next time you meet in a community full of believers that you can dance and whirl about with greater freedom because of what He has shared with you in the secret.
Allow the excitement to build based not on what you see alone, but in the vision that He has given you to meet what you are seeing take place before you. And if you dont have a vision for your life worth looking at that is all the more reason to get alone with God so that He can show you more than you ever dreamed possible.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Revealed Glory
Habakkuk 2:14 "The earth will be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD, as the waters cover the sea."
Wow what a scripture. I enjoy looking through the original texts and seeing the meaning of the words and how often the English translation does little if any justice to the actual implication of the scripture. This is one that does little justice to it. Knowledge here is simple an understanding about something as given through seeing something take place. Glory as stated here is talking about the "kabod" or the weighty presence of God. Literally the heavy presence of God. What a picture this gives us.
I think about it a lot. I love to watch the LORD move. I don't seek the manifestations but I do enjoy seeing them come. I know that according to the word, His word is confirmed by the signs and displays of power as the early church was taught, and some how along the way many of us in our generations were taught to stay away from it, and embrace a powerless religion of form with no inclination of anything beyond the veil. I dont think it to dangerous to look for ministries that display the power of God. I do think it dangerous to seek after the power alone for fear of ending up like Simon the sorcerer.
What would happen if this coming Sunday pastors all over the world would begin to embrace the power of what they profess to be true with their mouths but see no fruit of in their lives? What would Monday morning look like? Oh that a generation would arise from the ashes of denominational lines and theological graveyards and stand as an army of promise and direction beyond the self appointed bounds of men in bonds to fear and unrighteous thinking.
It would have many faces but look like the hand of God. Social justice would become a reality rather than a theory. Healing would become Healed. Freedom would look free. Life would truly be abundant and Christians would finally look like Christ not just a snapshot of one part of Him but finally like the whole.
What do you think? Would your life be different? What would your Monday hold? Tell me... I would like to know.
Wow what a scripture. I enjoy looking through the original texts and seeing the meaning of the words and how often the English translation does little if any justice to the actual implication of the scripture. This is one that does little justice to it. Knowledge here is simple an understanding about something as given through seeing something take place. Glory as stated here is talking about the "kabod" or the weighty presence of God. Literally the heavy presence of God. What a picture this gives us.
I think about it a lot. I love to watch the LORD move. I don't seek the manifestations but I do enjoy seeing them come. I know that according to the word, His word is confirmed by the signs and displays of power as the early church was taught, and some how along the way many of us in our generations were taught to stay away from it, and embrace a powerless religion of form with no inclination of anything beyond the veil. I dont think it to dangerous to look for ministries that display the power of God. I do think it dangerous to seek after the power alone for fear of ending up like Simon the sorcerer.
What would happen if this coming Sunday pastors all over the world would begin to embrace the power of what they profess to be true with their mouths but see no fruit of in their lives? What would Monday morning look like? Oh that a generation would arise from the ashes of denominational lines and theological graveyards and stand as an army of promise and direction beyond the self appointed bounds of men in bonds to fear and unrighteous thinking.
It would have many faces but look like the hand of God. Social justice would become a reality rather than a theory. Healing would become Healed. Freedom would look free. Life would truly be abundant and Christians would finally look like Christ not just a snapshot of one part of Him but finally like the whole.
What do you think? Would your life be different? What would your Monday hold? Tell me... I would like to know.
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