“The Higher Calling”

In recent days in an ever increasing pronounced way, I sense that God is calling us to believe and trust Him for a measure of faith that will lift us up beyond where and how we have ever experienced life before. A new frontier, new lands where none of us have ever gone before or even ventured.

This being beyond our self realized concept of who we “think that we are”. A place where our “being right” no longer matters, where we can just let that fall aside and run off us like water from a ducks back. Where trivial things no longer hold importance and where our highest priority becomes that of esteeming our brothers and sisters needs, which include all who cross our path, to be above the importance of our own. Where we focus on truly loving and caring for one another genuinely. It is being who “God” says that we are.

“But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for his own possession, that you may proclaim the excellencies of him who called you out of darkness into his marvelous light”. (1 Peter 2:9 ESV)

As sons and daughters of the most high God, under the reign of Christ, God sees only one race; sharing one inheritance.

A priesthood of royal descent purchased by the King of Kings and Lord of Lords, Jesus Christ. A called out people to intercede for and serve all peoples. We come not to be served, but seek and and help restore that which is lost.
“And those from among you will rebuild the ancient ruins; and you will raise up the age old foundations; and you will be called repairer of the breach; the restorer of streets in which to dwell. (Isaiah 58:12)

Rebuild the broken households and families. Restore the structured unity in our neighborhoods and community and in the doing of business therein. Restore the values that most of society has let go of, abandoned or no longer embrace and adhere to. Where as men in our community we help uphold the single moms in common decent measures to encourage their healing and restoration. And wherein as men being better men as a result raising a higher standard as the protectors and uplifting of the well being of those God has placed in our sphere of influence and thus care and responsibility. Then our streets will be once again a place of peace and safety where true community is nurtured. I sense you get where I am going with this and are beginning to get a picture of a people with a hope and a future.

A people who possess and carry the very presence of God where ever we are and life takes us. Proclaiming and emanating His excellence; the character of Christ. Because we have been called out of darkness and into His marvelous light.

Here is where I have chosen to set my sights. Consider the one who calls you who also will do it. You merely have to say “yes”. Only believe and step out and up into may be a stretch beyond your comfort zones. Do it anyway because you are destined for something much greater than where you stand right now.

From “the Father to the fatherless”, I propose a hope and a future.

For those of you who read and follow this blog; this is not a teaching or sharing. It is a heartfelt request that I am making to each of you. Please read through to the end. It is as short and as to the point as I can make it.

It comes now to a time and place where I find myself at a crossroads as it were to address how I move forward with my life as God has called me to. For those of you who regularily read and follow this blog, you are aware of some the challenges that confront me in my life as I deal with an illness that the medical industry does not know how to diagnose let alone offer any answers as to how I can treat. I must develop a means to maintain my functionality in life. My spinal column is rapidly losing it’s mobility and flexibility. The core frame of the support structure in the body is slowly taking on the same deteriorating effects as the spine. My ability to walk in distance and time span continues to grow shorter. To lose this much active capacity in my life in such a short time has been beyond challenging. There are others much worse off than I, so I still count my blessings in what I have left to work with. Nevertheless I remain a medical mystery to the doctors that I have sought help from. They now suggest I go to a research facility such as the University of Washington. This is not accessible to me right now. I was placed on retirement Social Security which is limited since I am only 63, after being on disability for several years. This illness has taken it’s toll. My medical coverage is medicaid so I have not the means to seek the services of U.W. now and so my answers would have to “come out of pocket”.

I have in this interim found a couple of products that I can take in tandem into my body that restores in part some of my functionality and it relieves some of the excruciating pain I have to encounter which is similar to an advanced case of fibromyalgia which impacts my hips, neck, arms and legs. It has been a miracle through these products for me to able to retain a measure of functionality so I can continue my work in life which is right now pouring into the lives of others. I am so passionate when it it comes to helping others improve their quality of life. I have a huge heart for those who have been cast aside in life amidst societies woes. Yes, I long to be a repairer of the breech that helps bring back the underdogs in life and give them a new starting chance where traditional society offers little to none. I am starting a foundation to hopefully make a dent of impact in the lives of some of these. I am starting from a financial space from which I can hardly live on. Yet, I believe God to bring the people and resources so that I can multiply a gift within me that enables me to pour and invest into the lives of others in a unique way. This unexplained illness has opened to me experiences that have transformed my life deep within my heart.

The products I mention are not “cure-alls”. I make no medical claims. I only share my story and that of some others who are helped in similar ways. I use D.O.S.E.; a combination of a pill and a beverage. They work differently in each person. What I am asking you to consider doing is if this blog is a blessing, encouragement and inspiration to you in life then would consider helping to support the furthering of this ministry by purchasing some of the product? The cost is quite minimal actually. If you would please, take a look at the products I use and see if they might truly benefit you or someone in your life, it would help me to reach out and touch the lives of countless others to a greater measure. If so I have included the link below in addition to my email if you would connect with me for more information on this product or ministry which is in creating stage with the premise of “build it and they will come”. This will require partnership of others like yourselves who have a vision and a heart to invest even just a little. Here a little and there a little; I believe God will touch hearts and you will be blessed. If you happen to be in the same local proximity as I then I definitely welcome some interactive support as well. Simply contact me if so.

Now I desire to keep these posts as short as possible so may I quickly encapsulate one aspect of this ministry which is now a primary focus of this foundation. This is to train, equip and raise up a support base for fatherless children that are left in the wake of broken homes through divorce and premature widowhood. It is my premise that no woman be left to strive trying to carry the weight of being both mother and father. God never designed the woman to bear such. The child in such often begins to feel that they are isolated and unsupported and then they place an imposition upon their mom in which she in many cases is unable to meet. I’ve met too many who are in utter brokenness and despair. There are men who can help bridge that empty and unmet chasm. Men who can be repairers of the breech. The problem being many do not know how or where to start. That is where the ministry that I have engaged in comes in. I received the call to invest my life in this as a result of being part of a Divorce Care group to heal the remaining aftermath of divorce in my life from 14 years ago. This is such an unhealed wound in the heart of humanity. Now it seems I come across women continually who feel trapped and unable to be restored to love and be loved fully once again. When they heal they become some of the greatest testaments you will ever meet. So often where the small and seemingly insignificant which can be offered is declined in being acted upon because one person thinks “what could I possibly do make a difference”?. Therefore indifference can prevail like a cancer because we forget the power in a small choice and yes that choice may be a bit beyond the comfort zone. Until you and I and others like us take action it will likely be just more of the same.

God is a “Father of the fatherless and protector of widows is God in his holy habitation.” (Psalm 68:5)
Religion that is pure and undefiled before God the Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their affliction, and to keep oneself unstained from the world.
(James 1:27)

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“The Trial and Testimony of Life”

Cast your bread upon the waters for you shall see it after many days. These words in today’s accompanying picture ring so true in me at this stage in life. True and steadfast is God’s promise unto me. I can hold true and align my life with His promise. Even though my body fail me over and over and time and time again. This morning in the midst of a constant rise and fall, I remain committed to stand faithful to His promise that the work He has begun in me will be completed in and by His hand. He is faithful to complete that work. Even though some of the people in my life let me down and circumstances come to kill, steal and destroy what I left in my hands to work with, my candle is not yet extinguished. “Faithful is that calls me who also will do it”.
(1 Thessalonians 5:4).

Praise the LORD! For it is good to sing praises to our God. Sing to the LORD with thanksgiving. He builds up, He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. He is abundant in power and his understanding is beyond measure. So we can thus glean from Psalm 47.

What does He take delight in when it it comes to essence of your life and mine?
His delight is not in the strength of the horse nor his pleasure in the legs of a man, but the LORD takes pleasure in those who fear him, in those who hope in his steadfast love. (Christ in me; the hope of glory. I will glory only in the Cross). I choose to die daily and continually to all else.

He called and commissioned me to first and foremost preach the gospel of Jesus Christ. What else matters? All else in life serves around why I am here. How I show up is an illustration of such. I pour the the Living Word of God into the lives of others. This be my livelihood; my living hope. What is my life but as a vapor that appears but for a short and time and then to vanish away? For all my days are passed away: spending my years as a tale that is told. The days of my years may be threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and I fly away.

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.” (Psalm 90)

They that go down to the sea in ships; And occupy their business in great waters; These men see the works of the Lord: and his wonders in the deep. (Psalm 107:23)
Captivity in disease or adversity can be as dangerous and alarming as a dreadful tempest at sea; with a most natural and striking description of which we are here presented. Life can rise on the highest wave only then to be engulfed in it’s aftermath.

For he commands, and raises the stormy wind, which lifts up waves thereof.
Mounting up to the heavens, going down again to the depths; soul is melted in trouble. Reeling to and fro, and staggering like a drunken man, at my wit’s end,
I cry unto the Lord. And then and suddenly;

He brings me out of my distresses. He makes the storms to calm, so that the waves thereof be still; for a moment.
I am glad for “a moment” of quiet and calm. He offers a haven. Yet life cycles does it not in rise and fall? Yes, my life is as the rolling sea and I choose to ride the waves inspite of what it may seem. He is faithful. It does not matter what my five senses observe. It does not matter what I feel in my emotions.

Steadfast and faithful may I remain from commencement unto conclusion, unto the very end as I cross the finish line and draw my last breath in this race. I look unto my Jesus and into His eyes my gaze be affixed. In that day, Him I shall “fully” behold and see. As for now, the time being; I am simply a grandpa who has been so shown my Heavenly Father’s heart in such abundance that if if nothing else, may the remainder of my days serve as an example of a “father to the fatherless”. My charge and cry shall be “Give me my mountain”!, just as it was with Caleb of old. My promise land rests in “the unseen”. That is true faith that pleases God.
Faithful to the little and few placed into my stewardship and trust; great is the reward in the end. I live solely for that which is Eternal. Glory be unto God!

A Shelter Amidst the Storm

Throughout the night I tossed and turned within my soul. A restlessness seems to be prevailing seemingly from all directions; from my local world unto the more distant one. Yesterday as I was out to keep an appointment, a relentless deluge prevailed upon the city. Rivers of water ran down the streets and intersections were swamped in the pooling waters that had no place to go. Where I was anyway, this was the case. I must elect to commute via public transit and though dressed for being pummeled by the elements it seems I was having to dodge the intensity of the storm everywhere I turned.

As I waited for the bus following my appointment in the bus shelter across the street, cars passed by and the shelter was continually engulfed by waves of water thrown into the sides and back of the shelter from the rooster tails of spray from the passing vehicles. So I had to dodge in and out of the surges of backwash.

Finally the bus came and I had a respite. Then just several blocks down the road we came upon an accident scene. Full emergency response was present. There were two very mangled cars and the remains of a very distorted heap of twisted metal and glass shards of what used to be a bus shelter. I hoped no one had been waiting in that shelter and if it not for the grace of God I could have easily been there. I got on at the previous stop you see. This reflected what I am largely feeling in the world around me right now. This morning I decided at 3:33 AM that I was done with the tossing and turning of the night. I was directed to read Psalm 46 and to prayer.

“God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear though the earth gives way, though the mountains be moved into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam, though the mountains tremble at its swelling. “Be still, and know that I am God. I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth!” The Lord of hosts is with us, the God of Jacob is our fortress. Selah.” (Think on that) Something seems to very off in the world right now. A yearning and cry for something greater beyond ourselves seems to be beckoning our attention. Things cannot remain in their present state. Yet it is not the designs of man that bring about a move of God. It will not come from outside of ourselves because the kingdom of God is “within us” we are told in the Word of God.

King of glory come, encircle and encompass as I surrender all. The weariness of the tempest that comes against soul of humanity beckons the penetration of Your Spirit. Deep calls unto deep amidst the noise of your waterspouts. Torrents of twisting currents tear against the soul.

I surrender all, I love You Lord, I love You Lord.
King of Heaven come and let Your presence surround.

Jesus, all my heart belongs, to You, Jesus; every heartbeat longs, for You!
Oh lover of my soul, pull me into Your arms forever; what can I say, what can I do?

It’s You and You alone, burning in my heart
Oh lover of my soul, you’re my one true love
Every breath is Yours, hear from within the greater song! On the keys of the instrument before me, Your spirit within trains my hands and fingers to war for the soul of humanity. As in Your breath Your Word resounds into the spheres.

A new sound is birthed and arises amidst the fray. Your presence pervades upon the atmosphere. Your Word be the standard here and mainstay becoming everywhere!

Blessing, glory, wisdom, thanksgiving, honor, power and might Be unto our God forever and ever. Amen!

Fill and consume this space as I only desire to be Your resting place.

For a tempest tossed world right now so needs the touch of Your grace.

O that Your goodness prevail and be seen in this and many a face.

Tis’ the way to Earth from Heaven You choose to come and prepare the way.

Jesus, You came so all could experience Your glorious majestic presence. You are Here! You are Here. Immanual, God with us; You are near. The word of faith; may it be nigh upon our lips and the fire of Your presence may it be kindled and burn bright within our midst! Be in us found a love of You ever so extravagant and radiant!

“The Drawing Call of Matchless Love”

I am reminded in Scripture that young men have visions, and old men have dreams. I am not quite sure where I fit, as Jesus came into my life during the late 1970’s. I have been caught up into both in recent months. Age-wise I’m sort of in the middle so it’s God’s call as to which, when, where and with whom application plays out. God never answers “how”. So just say “yes”. In my humanity it often leads me to be quite beside myself. I may come across as a bit “eccentric” to some at times. I’m okay with that. In the light of Jesus’ presence the need for man’s affirmations and recognition in me are being put to death increasingly at the foot of the cross. I crucify them continually. In humility, there is a call arising for me to speak/write and bring out in music what now must be spoken/written/sung. The Master calls me to such.

I have a present sense of urgency that there is more, beyond all that I presently know and understand, that I must yet apprehend. Not from outside myself, but from within, the unfathomable and unsearchable riches of Christ. In His mind. Christ in me, the hope of glory. Seated in heavenly places while walking out earthly steps.

I began to write from what I have been receiving at the first of this year here on this blog. I have drawn from nearly my entire life experience to portray on this page in response to what I have been receiving. In addition to my response, there enters into the picture, my reactions when my flesh hurts and grapples with what God asks of me. I will not ask of anyone what I am not first willing to first walk out myself. I have been asked to write, tell and share an unprecedented story of an ordinary man that has been given an extraordinary assignment to be put on open and transparent display before the eyes of the world as an open book to known and read by all whose hearts are open to a drawing call from the Spirit of God as a voice crying into the wilderness of the hearts of many. To come away in an unprecedented way, back to the Father’s heart and into the embrace of the One to whom to we the bride, truly belong, because His love has infinitely purchased us and there is the freedom of of a love within that relationship, that exceeds all loves.

So now it is time for me to start releasing in small bits at a time what the bride is being asked to awaken to, within the call from her Groom.
I sense and what I seem to be hearing God saying is, that He is doing a quick work to “make ready” a remnant that will connect with and to, in their hearts a call, to come apart, in response to a deeper call, that is unprecedented in the history of the human race. Not necessarily “new” in the physical sense since God’s Word being Eternal has always been and ever shall be, but a “newly experienced” one in the heart.

On a level where deep calls to deep, in unprecedented measure, penetrating to and dispersing the ordinary thought train of man, there arises a new breath of expression of the Bridegroom to His bride. A call to come away. So let us now focus solely on Jesus heart cry to his bride right now that there would be found, those of us who would begin the breathe the words “Draw me after You”. (Song of Solomon 1:4) There are three aspects of response to Him; this being the first.
“Draw me after You”. May this be the expressive response in the life you live as you breath this expression in and then back out; reciprocally in unbroken continuity. Call and response in reciprocal harmony sets the rhythmic heartbeat for heart to heart exchange of life. This is love from the Father’s heart.

Here a courtship commences with those of you who hear His call; simply come. Many are called but few chosen. God doesn’t do the choosing, but you and I do. It is the level of hunger that draws you and I into Him and this determines the measure of our “Yes” to Him. “Few there be that find or discover this” were Jesus’ words. A rare treasure. I don’t say this to discourage you but to open up very being to be more hungry for Him. Any of us can enter this; however how many are willing to pursue with relentless unprecedented passion? Jesus is “that jealous over your love”. Yet He awaits even as we affix and focus our love upon other points of preference. He understands, yet longs for us to “awaken fully unto Him”. I assure you this is a real place. I’ve tasted of His love and nothing can begin to compare.

The Stand Upon His Promise

As the One who stood before all of creation

From Eternity, You spoke all of life into being, Jesus

Carrying on Your cross all my failures, sin and shame

Bearing it all, weighing upon Your shoulders; all my pain.

What could I begin to offer in return to You, Jesus?

There is nothing I could ever do or say;

But to declare “Yes” to walking in Your Promise.

Every Word you’ve ever spoken is my say and sole mainstay.

This life shall declare Your Promise until I breath my last,

For this alone I live, Your banner unfurled clearly from it’s mast.

With arms lifted high and reaching to the sky

Heart in complete abandon surrenders entirely unto You, Jesus

I’m undone; “A letter from The Secret Place”

I’ve sat and pondered half the day, not knowing what to say. What to write? So much expression held within. Pacing the room, around and around, I come to only one conclusion fellow readers and that is to invite you into the throne room that has become my abode it seems. So much has been poured into me. I seek empty vessels to pour out into. This is Jesus’ heart. It is not to be contained, but shed abroad.

Are any of you out there “so hungry for the Presence of God” that you are beside yourselves? If so step in. I did not ascend the mountain in vain. I feel your hearts. I hope you will not just remain where you are but that you will choose to enter in. I came to share perhaps the greatest story ever told; for those to who choose it’s fullness to behold.

Jesus, I seem to be losing myself in You.

Beautiful beyond description and too marvelous for words, you are.

Beyond the grasp of my comprehension there is nothing I have seen or heard that can begin to compare to what unfolds and is eclipsed within the moments I spend with You.

Time passes while all around me in fleeting moments activities and conversations unfold that do not encompass who You are. How can men and women make light of One such as You, because the things they value seem more important to do?

Who can grasp your infinite wisdom that so far reaches beyond my wildest dreams and imagination?

Who can fathom the depth of your love which has no bounds in which it’s habitation cannot touch.

You are beautiful beyond description and in awe; what can I say, what can I do?

Majestically enthroned above and beyond every description of conceived conception; I lose sight of who I thought that I was. Only Your every Word that You have spoken to and over me, I hinge upon.

Behold as I stand, in awe of you, having no words; only a heart that is gaining a knowing of being truly and genuinely loved for the first time and perhaps yearns to love with the same intensity.

Yet who can receive such a measure of love unless they can lose themselves in You such as I have managed to. All I did was let go of life as I conceived it to be. Then it was only You and me Jesus. And now how do I share this; what You and I have? I feel invisible to their eyes. Can they hear Your Words through me? Only You truly know the answer. Tis’ not my business to know. I must simply go and be as transformed from this Holy place. I just don’t how this is to be. I am totally free, sent in Your likeness now to be.

As the wind blows and lists about, who can conceive it’s source?

People don’t seem to understand me, unless they can see you. I write of you but who among mortal man can truly hear or read the heart that beats behind the words I type or pen?

I live for You. I left my heart on Your altar as a living sacrifice to be consumed in Your presence, for I am not my own. You seek a resting place. I open to You; what more is there?

You bought me with the greatest and ultimate of price. For that; You suffered beyond what any one here on this earth could even begin to comprehend.

I am undone. Where the mind ends, and life truly is begun. I’ve lost my mind it seems. So that Your’s may rule and reign in this temple; what does this mean?

I am Yours now and I know not what follows or what remains.