vintage

I'm rekindling an old flame: my love for vintage - those hidden gems dug up deep from beneath the long departed pieces of someone else's life. Clothing, jewelry, handbags, furniture. I used to only shop vintage in my wiser youth. It was the sweetest pastime. I used to search through thrift stores for treasures that no one else had. It was divine. Every month when a new magazine would arrive in the mail, I would study each page then immediately go to a second-hand store and find things that mimicked what I saw on the pages. But with the years came more money and more malls and modern stores. I want to go back to the days when a limited budget forced my hand to be innovative and creative. You just never know where those treasures will lead...

opting out

It's crazy, I know, but I want the simple life. A no-frills, lovely, simple, just-a-plot-of-not-a-lot-of-land, kind of life. And not there won't be pockets if insane adventures, travels to distant shores and expensive dinners at the top of some hotel penthouse. Those moments will absolutely exist. But I'm craving a low-key lifestyle, filled with a little house, love, music, vegetables, grass, and a little side business. Intimate friends and creative community. Frequent gatherings at home and out. I want simplicity, so I'm opting out of something big, for something even bigger.

guilty

I'm positive that I am guilty of thinking too often logically; in terms of "if A equals B and B equals C, then A must equal C." But You've come to ruin that train of thought. And how pleasantly surprised I am by the idea, the very notion, that I don't have to understand the mystery. I'm in no position to make sense of anything. Nothing. And quietly, I'm relieved. You always call Your people to do something without giving them a lot of information first. And to someone who enjoys asking the "why" questions, it can be incredibly unnerving. But I'm so overjoyed to be on this path with You and that I'm not leading the way. I know we'd get lost or end up somewhere much too safe and obvious. Who wants that?

"He will entrust you with revelation to the degree that you will trust Him with mystery." Bill Johnson

suddenly

There is a joy in me that will not be silent. In it is complete contentment. God knows my trouble and how affliction has invaded our world. But He comes to give a double portion for the inconvenience. A double portion for the sorrow. After it will come a suddenly season. Full of a richness only sacrifice could allow. Because the season won't be about us.

giant

 I think I see you on the horizon again. Maybe. Is that you? I'm still too far away to tell, but it could very well be. I had fled and hid myself, thinking I was a grasshopper in your eyes. But how I have recovered, matured, gained strength. I've roamed around the wilderness another lap, shedding dead weight. Learning who I am and that I am in fact a giant in your eyes. 

This is an exciting generation, the one I was created for. My prowess and poise are fit for the race. They are the substance that my generation needs. Looting, riots, earthquakes, disasters pose no threat. I am the answer and I have the Answer. I am a tree planted by streams of Living Water. Always green, never threatened by times of peril. The Spirit is ready to pour Itself out on all flesh. I will be there in the mist.

basics

This is the thing. I've finally reached that point in my maturity where I only want what really matters. Not those frivolous markers of status that end up meaning nothing. I'm not at all suggesting I don't like nice things or that I don't care if I'm respected for my endeavors. I'm simply saying that I don't care if those things never show up in my life. I finally understand that in order to have an extraordinary life I don't need to live in an extraordinary place or have an extraordinary job or extraordinary resources. I just need the basics. Never has Seek First the Kingdom meant more to me than the days that I've just left behind me. I'm so renewed, so refreshed. And ironically, I'm more ready for that extradordinary life that I don't really care about anymore.

Funny how that works.

fixed

Let your eyes look straight ahead; fix your gaze directly before you. Give careful thought to the paths for your feet and be steadfast in all your ways. Do not turn to the right or the left. Proverbs 4:25-27

You've called me to a glorious existence. Completely unique; a path completely mine. I neither need or should look to the right or the left. I need only to see You and my incomparable inheritance. Fix my eyes on You. Train my vision. Shape my thoughts. I will not be devoured by birds of prey.

little red book

Then the Lord replied: Write down the revelation and make it plain on tablets so that a herald may run with it. For the revelation awaits an appointed time; it speaks of the end and will not prove false. Though it linger, wait for it; it will certainly come and will not delay. Habakkuk 2:2-3

My mother and I were discussing yesterday the magnitude of writing down our prayers. That conversation inspired me to start writing down my prayer requests and revelations, significant happenings and breakthrough moments that are occurring during this critical time in my personal history. This morning, the Holy Spirit sent me to the CVS around the corner from my office to find something to capture those prayers and insights. There He had waiting for me a perfectly red, perfectly embossed notebook to record the revelations He brings. May the herald start his run. May the promise of fulfillment not delay!

new dimension

A new era of art is coming; a whole new world of art. God’s pushing us into a new dimension of the Spirit in the Kingdom.  Get prepared because there’s a brand new generation arising and emerging that is going to show the world how art is supposed to be done.  Before Jesus Christ arrives, this generation is going to show them what Kingdom art work is; what Kingdom music is; what Kingdom sportsmen are.  This is an invasion against the Kingdom of Darkness.