Just a little lettering for a friend setting up a baking blog. Her brother bought my services for her for Christmas. She loved the gift, and had no part whatsoever in the design process. Everybody wins!
January 12, 2012, 10:59am Comments
Last night I had a very amazing, but scary dream. One that I have to write down so that I don’t forget.
The dream started out with me traveling down this dark and scary tunnel with other people- All young people. I did not know who the other people were, but some of them looked familiar. The tunnel almost looked like the inside of an esophagus wiht spikes, scales, and talons hanging inward.
The traveling started to go extremely fast and all of sudden we fell into our destination. A dark empty room - almost like we were in space. Everyone was confused and just started wandering and talking like nothing happened.
I began to pray against the whole happening and for my deliverance. As I was doing this, I noticed a strange hooded person appear a few yards away amongst the others. The being was wearing a dark cape with red on the inside. It’s head was bowed looking at the ground. Others started gathering around it and wondering who or what it was. I for some reason knew excatly who it was - Satan. All of a sudden the person raised it’s head - a pale young face, but extremely scary. It’s eyes were dark with large pupils and some kind of red eye-liner.
All of a sudden it looked directly at me, hissed, scowled, and screamed “shutttupp!!!!” I froze in my fear, and the person disappeared.
Time lapsed some more and I saw that there were bleachers in which the people started to gather and sit. It was at this point that I began to think we were all in some waiting area to go to hell - Everyone else was oblivious and or just didn’t care. A sense of urgency set in for everyone, although I had a sense of peace myself.
I began to talk with the crowd and ask them if they knew Jesus. The reaction I got was offended. “Jesus?!, are you kidding? Why would you even mention him?” I began to go further and ask why they thought this way. Most of them had a general answer, but as I began to ask more many of them didn’t seem to have a solid answer and began to look insecure in their talk.
At this point I started to share the Gospel with them. I shared who Jesus was. How scholars actually could never disprove that Jesus existed, performed miracles, was crucified, and is no longer in his grave. I began to speak passionately. People started to gather and see what the ruckus was about. Many gave me horrible faces, others listened. I began to share about the disciples that witnessed Jesus and their perspective - all similar (Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John). I began to share his love for us. His desire for us to live in freedom and in communion with our creator.
Some time passed, the the crowd was thinner, but the mood had changed. There were some people sobbing in the stands. Others were intently wanting to hear more. And others were sitting with their backs facing me me - almost as if they were just pouting.
And then I awoke. I very rarely get dreams as significant as this. One I will always remember.
October 25, 2011, 1:55pm Comments
Just this last weekend Michelle and I moved into a new place. It has been a difficult process, not only because of the usual stress of buying a home, but really trusting the Lord that it is according to his plan. This morning I am resolved that it is his plan, and that he dwells here.
The first night of staying here, my mom, brother, Michelle and I gathered around to have a time in the word and in prayer and ultimately to consecrate the house to the Lord. There was a devotional that was so clearly a reminder that the house should not be regarded as anything to be cherished, and then there was a peace in the air where we all just sat there, content in the silence.
That night as I lay in bed, doubt began to creep in. Was this really a part of God’s plan? Is God really in it? Is his Spirit here?
This morning God so unbelievably showed up and spoke to me words of assurance and affirmation. I have been reading through 2 Chronicles, and today picked up where I left off at where Solomon prays and consecrates the the house of the Lord that has just been built before the people.
It says 2 Chron 7:12 “Then the Lord appeared to Solomon..and said to him: “I have heard your prayer and have chose this place for myself as a house of sacrifice.” God goes on to say “Now my eyes will be open and my ear attentive to the prayer that is made in this place. For now I have chosen and consecrated this house that my name may be there forever. My eyes and my heart will be there for all time.”
Wow…
I am so overwhelmed by this word, that God would show up in our personal lives and speak. I write this now, so that I may not forget how great is our God. 5/23/11
I am so excited to so how this house will be used to serve others and to serve God.
2 Chronicles 6:18-21, 32-33
May 23, 2011, 8:05am Comments
» ...gregmckay...: Jeffrey Kunde Gear (Jesus Culture)
Jeffrey Kunde is the lead guitar player of Jesus Culture. Yesterday he tweeted…
“guitar players.. i’ve written out a list of gear that i’m using :) email me at jeffrey@jesusculture.com if you want me to send it to you…”
Of course I emailed him. Heres a recent photo of his board as well.
May 02, 2011, 9:37am Comments
