wins the race.

I have reached my goal of walking and praying three days this week for an hour at a time.

It was 29 degrees this morning when I started out – but I would not be denied. The temperature dropped all week which made me all the more determined to show myself faithful.

I am not being legalistic about this, I have done that thank your very little, I am actually being quite selfish. My prayer as I walk along the road to “our field” is that God bless me. I want nothing more.

Why?

Because I need it.
God impacted me in such a powerful way last week that it is all I can think about. I guess you could call me a spiritual junkie. I am hooked on His presence and I am willing to do whatever it takes to please Him. Even if I never receive another impartation like the one I experienced on the floor of my church, I just want to please Him.

He is pursuing me, and I think He likes the chase.

The funny thing about all of this is it has taken so little effort on my part. Sure, I have pulled myself out of my warm bed but its more like getting up for Christmas than getting up for the dentist. I guess if I could compare this week to anything it would be like the first week of dating. I have been on my best behavior, worked really hard at anticipating, gone the extra mile, basically presented myself in the best possible light in hopes that my date is impressed.

I am selling myself.

The strange thing about this type of behavior in me is that my date has already bought me. I don’t have to get up and walk in the cold, there is nothing I can do to make Him want me more, love me more, accept me more, sing over me louder, because He is already hopelessly and madly in love with me. I am dating someone that has already said yes in the most dramatic and public of ways and yet He pursues me.

Me!

He greets me each morning like I am the only one getting up and playing hide and go seek in the cold with the God of the universe. He tells me that He loves me like it is the first time He has ever uttered the words. I ravage His heart, not by great words or beautifully sung songs or prose or strong arms, but by simply glancing His way. He is undone by me. The builder of galaxies is undone by me.

I love our mornings together in the cold.

In the stillness of the morning, when I stop to listen, He tells me about the rest of his children. He tells me about you, with passion that burns in my chest and brings me to my knees, He tells me about His extravagant love for you.

He wants you to come out and play, Jesus is pursuing you, and I think He likes the chase.

Written on February 29th, 2008 , Everyday Life, Faith, Health

Remember all that hype about “Global Warming”?

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DailyTech reports that we are actually cooling.

All my Minnesota readers are saying – ya think!?

:)

Turns out the cause for this cooling is….. the Sun!

I wonder how we managed to do that.

I am sure the inventor of the internet Al Gore will come up with a reason. My prediction is that all our lights on the earth are tricking the sun into thinking it doesn’t need to be as bright.

Turn your lights off people – we are freezing the planet!

Written on February 27th, 2008 , Everyday Life

What an incredible week I have had.

I am not even sure how to start this post. How do you put down into words experiences your brain can barely comprehend? I fear that no matter how eloquent I attempt to dictate the events of the last 5 days, there is no way I can convey just how life changing they have been.

You will just have to take my word for it.

This all started back in May when our senior pastors son Noah was struck down by lightening in his backyard as his Dad was waiting in line for prayer at a signs and wonders conference in British Columbia. Noah lived and has been making steady progress back ever since. You can read all the updates about Noah’s journey on our church website here.

That event catapulted our church into something that we are only just now beginning to understand.

Back in 1994 Toronto Airport Christian Fellowship (TACF) experienced what has been coined the Toronto Blessing, an outpouring of the Spirit of God with many signs and wonders. The events at TACF have been well documented and there is no shortage of articles on how good or how bad it was. Frankly, I could have cared less about any of it because I don’t live in Canada. Eh.

When I was asked to attend the Thy Kingdom Come Conference I thought it might be interesting. I didn’t know anything about it other than Bill Johnson from Bethel Church was teaching and this guy has an amazing understanding of the kingdom of God.

I knew I was in for something unexpected after the first meeting. If you have been around the church long enough you can just tell when God is going to do something. There is a change that happens to the atmosphere when God shows up that is just heavy. I can’t explain it any other way, the air gets heavy.

During one of the sessions Jon Arnott was sharing about a sign that God has been doing in his ministry. Apparently silver fillings have been turning to gold. Yea right. The cynic in me was not impressed. I was willing for it to happen and sure enough mine didn’t change. Other people in the conference claimed they had gold teeth, but that is difficult to validate without knowing the person.

The next day I overheard my friend Mike stating that his teeth had changed. Mike is the President of a multi-million dollar corporation. He is full of faith but he is also full of good solid Harvard MBA sense. I looked in his mouth and sure enough, two of his teeth were gold. There was another lady from our church that had the same miracle, as well as others I did not know personally.

The funny thing about Mike is that he didn’t even want them and never bothered to check when he went home. His wife asked about the evenings session the next morning and Mike explained it was good except for this teaching on gold teeth. He told her that he wasn’t sure about it and that he just prayed that God would build his faith. As he was sharing about his skepticism on God filling teeth, the Spirit of God told him to go look in the mirror.

As of last night all but one of his fillings are gold.

Yea, I know I would never believe it either, but I know this guy and I saw his mouth before they all changed! Other people in our church were healed of hearing loss and one guy had feeling restored to his leg and foot after eleven years as a result of a suicide attempt when he was younger.

Last night we had a service to share what God had done and give opportunity to pray for those that wanted a miracle. God showed up in a big way, so big that I ended up plastered to the floor burning up with sweat face down in the fetal position for fifteen minutes simply unable to lift myself.

It.was.intense.

I had carpet burns and patterns on my forehead where my head was pushed down. I couldn’t get up if my life depended on it and I was quite convinced that God was trying to crush me.

I.loved.it.

Another friend had a birth defect start growing out during the service. Both of her lower legs are smaller than they should be and one was over two inches shorter than the other. By the time we left last night her leg had grown over two inches.

Yea, I know I would never believe it either, but her kids take piano lessons from my wife!

A coworker came into my office earlier and just broke down crying. Her husband is being laid off after 14 years at his job.  She started crying quite unexpectedly as she walked in to check on her computer I am repairing. I got to encourage her and tell her about what is happeneing in our church and she started sharing about the things God has been doing in her husband.

Amazing.

I am praying for some Jesus Grillz now and fully expect them. I don’t “need” them to believe God cares enough to give me some pavement from heaven. I know He loves me, he pressed it into my body last night. I want them because watching what God has done with Mike and the testimony he now has makes me hungry for more of God.

Use me Lord.

Written on February 25th, 2008 , Everyday Life, Faith

I was able to wrest sixteen hundred dollars back from the Federal government this afternoon and a thousand back from my State.

Take that you communists!

Thankfully interest rates are so horribly low I can fool myself into believing loaning twenty six hundred dollars out for nothing was a good financial move.

Thankfully I have become quite adept at crafting my own reality because I can barely see “SUCKER” when looking at my forehead in the mirror.

Purple.

The color is purple with pink clouds and blue grass.

And a ray of sunshine in the form of an e-file check hitting my bank account.

Written on February 20th, 2008 , Business, Everyday Life, Politics

Today has been a downer day.

I can’t even put my finger on the exact cause but I feel very pessimistic about things today.

Perhaps it is the realization that our country has given up on God and is determined to let fear of attack from “Radical Islam” determine our fate.

Perhaps I have come to accept that no matter how many of our rights are systematically stripped away – no one really cares if they can watch the Oscars.

Perhaps it is the $400.00 a month in property taxes that are taken from me at the barrel of a gun for services I will never use.

Perhaps it is the sobering fact that no matter how hard I work, 40% of my income will go to such things as abortions and unconstitutional wars and social engineering and kick backs and there is not a damn thing I can do about it.

The thing that really gets me down however, the thing that makes me walk my neighborhood pleading for mercy is the realization that the Church is silent in America.

Am I the only one who realizes our churches are impotent?

Am I the only one who looks out Sunday mornings and sees the faces of believers desperate for a God they can not feel, can not trust and can not take outside the walls?

I try and shake it off, I try and dismiss the desperation I see, I try and convince myself all is well, but it simply won’t go away.

The thing that really scares me, the thing that makes me shake in fear when I really consider it, is that we are guilty of high crimes against a good and just God.

We are killing His children. In the name of convenience – in the name of zero population growth – in the name of freedom – in the name of homeland security – in the name of Christ – we are killing His children, unborn and old, so many of His precious children.

And they cry out for justice.

They cry out from the grave to a good and just God for vengeance.

They cry out from the womb.

They cry out in every language.

They cry out in every religion.

They cry out from every continent.

They cry out against America.

Yep, it’s a downer day.

Written on February 19th, 2008 , Deep Thoughts, Faith, Politics
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