Mothers day
Everybody has a list of things mom did, but I have a short list of things mom didn’t do, as well.
My mom never took sass from any of us kids. The only issue she had with 4 kids was whether she could get the majority of us for what we did. (Pretty sure it was my brother David’s fault any ways!!!) I probably need to say “thanks” for the things she didn’t do first.! Continue reading Mothers Day-A Day of Thankful Remembrance
“Dad, please let me drive the boat,” I asked. I was 8 years old and my parents had a new boat. A 16 foot aluminum boat with a 50 horsepower motor. “Please,” I begged. And then one day my father said “yes.” As soon as he said it, my mom picked her stuff up off the cement platform that the boathouse rolled out on. She told my father he was “crazy.” (She later told me she went up in the woods to pray.) I jumped into the boat, hardly listening to my father’s instructions. The next beach over was a private beach owned by a motel. The people looked over as I climbed into the driver’s seat. Continue reading On My Own – Seasons Of Greatness
While visiting here with a friend, out of the corner of my eye I caught what I thought was a cat or a squirrel on my steps. You know “look, squirrel”? Well, I found myself distracted and had to look over and not a squirrel or a cat or anything else human. An angel had walked down the steps. (Why it walked I do not know.) But honestly the whole thing “shook” me. I told the person it was “frightening” to me.
I know angels are good but why is it when I see them I find myself shaken? Even frightened from time to time?
Needless to say I know angels are always here and always available.
Forced to wonder why are they showing up so much?
I was sitting in the front row. Myself and a number of prophetic voices had been invited to a meeting with Bob Jones. The meeting was in a large auditorium. Each of us were to speak. I recognized many of them. There was assigned seating and I moved to the corner on the front row. The next speaker was Rick Joyner. I went to sit down. But what I realized was the seating was designed two to a chair. The style was much like fancy beach chairs. I did not think anything about it until a woman came over to the chair. This was not going to be good I thought. If nothing else this seating was extremely awkward. I looked around and saw others with similar looks. I jumped up and said “this is not happening.” The others looked at me and then other voices began to stand as well. Voices began to come forward with strength and authority. The “crowding” began to shift. As the voices increased in the room lights began to appear, sparks began to enter the atmosphere and there began to be a low rumble that sounded like thunder. As everything was happening, the “second seaters” began to disappear. Soon there was a very definitive sound in the room and clarity of voice began to emerge even as the “low thunder” continued providing a background for the voices.
In the second dream I was in a church gathering. It was my home fellowship and a meeting had just ended. I saw myself walking around the room talking and praying for people. Soon a song began to come from the front of the room. “You are so adventuresome” was the chorus and our leadership team began to engage. Something marvelous was happening despite the lateness of the day. (Service had ended.) A table appeared at the front of the church and two of our leaders began to hand out tickets of boarding to various places.
Yesterday I had the pleasure of a couple of conversations with two young people. One sat in my living room and we took the time to go over “next steps”. Next steps being “what is God showing you?” and “how can I help you?” The second conversation was young friend across the country. It was clear that she missed a lot of “being home”. I found myself saying, “I do not think it ‘get’s easier’ with missing people” after her saying she “wished she could be in ‘church’” with me.
Last week I had a dream where I “left” a piece of me behind. Something had been imparted and remained while I left. It was painful. (Even yesterday as I thought about my mom who would have been 88, a piece of me was ‘left behind’.”)
One of the ways I believe we are going to “connect” in the future is that we will begin to see “travel” of the translation or “teleport” kind. Last week I appeared in two friend’s dreams. One of those dreams I had my own dream and met up with them. When we talked we just got quiet and thought “wow, it is happening.” We “saw” similar things. (We are going to have to start carrying something not subject to time like “portal passes”.) Time miracles are happening where what would take x hours is taking ½ that. We are closing in on something we presently call miraculous, but God describes as “ME”. My dream yesterday of the “collective” force of members of the body of Life(Christ) bringing resurrection of the dead was powerful. (The Sadducees rejected the belief of the “resurrection of the dead” yet the Pharisees and others did not. Ever wonder about the Pharisees belief in raising the dead and where that came from.) Life as we know it is about to make a change.
The two dreams mean a lot to me. The first indicated a fresh breath on the prophetic from a place of rest. The rest is and will be the key to the “reviving” of the prophet and the prophetic. (Many voices are going to change in the coming days.) I do not believe it was a “woman” that came to distract us but a spirit. What I saw was men and women of the prophetic voice stirring a rumbling in the land which provided the back drop for the unique and mysterious workings of the Lord. I think the “two to a chair” spoke of the joining of the “apostle and prophet” walking together (Amos 3:3) just as we are seated at the “right hand of the Father”. Be looking for new voice to come forth. Fresh, rested, vibrant and bold.
The man in the second dream at the table was my friend Mark, an apostle here in New England. An amazing man and wonderful friend, the “boarding” passes were the result of the foundation we had seen. A prophetic word had been given to us by David Wagner, that we would be a “landing strip and place of taking off”. I felt the song was saying “sow adventure some”. The world has become a little friendlier in the last 24 hours.
Believing for the impossible to be possible is upon us. Carrying it out is in our DNA. Revelation 11:15 says “The kingdom of the world has become the kingdom of our Lord and of his Messiah, and he will reign for ever and ever.” The world’s kingdom is His which means it is ours and it is past tense, not something to come but to be accepted and enforced.
Today is your day. It is time to drive like you own it!
Today would have been my mom’s 88 birthday. Amazing how time flies. She left this planet in 2001 during the 9/11 week. Miss you mom!
Last night I felt like I took on some things that were hard to wrap my brain around. It was not an “easy” night. I awoke at 4:44 feeling like I had been through a battle. Here is a potpourri of thoughts. They do connect.
This morning I was saying to the Lord, “there is turmoil in the air” and I felt the nudge of the Lord say, “Last night was the beginning of decision”. Change is not always easy but sometimes necessary for the place we want to be. “The beginning”? I see choices opening and options fanned out. Some decisions are painful.
“Will you trust me” says the Lord.
Sometimes you must get the right “angle” of attack to make it through. Straight ahead in the canoe would have left us upside down in the waters of the lake. Listen to the Lord and hear His wisdom.
Yesterday was an amazing time in our church fellowship. From the very beginning with music that changed the atmospheres, to the testimony of a man healed from arthritis and could once again raise his hands and walk it was getting good, but soon to get better. As my friend Mark shared about the “whys” of deacons and elders in preparation for the installation of three dear friends as deacons there was an intensity building. We are in an awesome place. Far different than we were just a few short years ago. Why share this you might ask. Because what we are seeing, you can see!
As we prayed and prophesied over the deacons, the next was to let them pray for people. I want to tell you these people are my family. And if it is not fun in the family who wants to be there?
My mom left “unfinished” business and life she would not live. The choice to approaching storms requires wisdom. Don’t lock up “your keys”. Raise the dead and receive life. Watch your words. God’s structure is good for all. All good and all God!
The best life to be lived is where He is. He will never leave you nor forsake you. As my friend Mark said yesterday, “Freedom without relationship is just a long walk by yourself…”
Today I took my friend Mark (A leader on our church team.) to the airport. He is a younger dad (37 years old) who has 5 children. His oldest from a previous relationship is 15 and his four others from 2-10 years of age. During the week this man takes care of his family, whether he is doing dishes, cleaning the house, helping his children with home school or taking them to soccer and dance. He is an awesome dad and I value his friendship.
Recently (The last month or so it seems.) I have had a burden for men and the lives they live. Whether walking through being a son, a husband or a dad. I was not the greatest son to my parents nor was I always the greatest husband at times. God knows my kids might have something to say about my parenting skills or lack of them. My grandchildren by far are getting the best of my life so far. I am super blessed that I get to spend so much time with my children and grandchildren. Continue reading A Father’s Role In His Children’s Lives
