I was working on a couple of my new books last night when fear attacked me. It said, “Will I offend someone? Can’t I write anymore?”
I smiled, cocked my head, and I chalked this up to another piece of information. The spirit of offense wants me to be silent.
You see, I received an explosion from an offended group a few days ago. I thought they were close friends and I had no idea what I’d written would offend them. Continue reading WILL I OFFEND SOMEONE? CAN’T I WRITE ANYMORE?
It was a weird phenomenon I didn’t expect. A conference of my peers and friends left me at home wondering whether to spend the money to go and be with them?
And I decided the answer was “no”. Why? Well, it has little to do with them, of course, and so much to do with me.
I knew there would be corporate worship. And then teaching time. All of it would be awesome and rewarding to anyone who went. Except, probably me.
No, I’m not a hardcore introvert. I actually have a very extrovert side which loves to engage with people. I especially love the one-on-one.
But. And there is a very big “but”. I can’t do it anymore. Continue reading I LOVE YOU, BUT I CAN’T “DO” CORPORATE ANYMORE
I took the opportunity to visit with a cop for a while the other day. His name and other details will be kept confidential, but his story should be heard.
He was gentle, and kind although his voice was subdued with sadness, or hopelessness. I didn’t know which. He dreamt of being a cop as a child, and that dream solidified as a young adult when he witnessed an officer help a young couple calmly through the angry emotions of an ending relationship. The officer disarmed their need for retaliation, and planted a seed in the heart of the young man to help others in chaos, to be a peacemaker. Continue reading Viewpoints: from a Police Officer
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REJECTION & IDENTITY
Father unfolded a mystery.
In our attempt to get rid of evil and cut it from our lives, we use Rejection. But it’s a spirit who lies. It won’t restore anything. It destroy’s identity, and leave’s us in chaos unable to make decisions. We’re lost. And we’re desperate for rightness .
This was the context of my latest in-depth conversation with God bringing new revelation about our Identity going back to the Garden of Eden.
In a nutshell, Rejection is not a good thing, not even when we use it toward evil. It is not a tool that helps us progress closer to God. It is not the pathway to peace and righteousness. And secretly you knew Continue reading REJECTION & IDENTITY EBOOK ON KINDLE – $0.99
Big promises and empty smiles from other people, sometimes from brothers or sisters. What the heck! Was that a lie?
There you are, trying to have faith and believe that Father is bringing something wonderful your way through amazing developments, but then someone didn’t follow through, or they didn’t deliver. They Continue reading WHY IS MY BROTHER A LIAR?
For years I wasn’t comfortable commanding and rebuking stormy weather, but it’s what I was taught to do. I’d feel angry and
fearful reacting this way, and it didn’t seem completely appropriate. Even in the worst weather, I saw amazingly beautiful cloud Continue reading SHOULD WE SCREAM AT THE WEATHER NOW?
This is ‘slightly in the future’ fiction about a homeless father and young son – invited by an Angel to step into ROSE ROCK, a community operating in ‘heaven on earth’ dynamics of supernatural proportions.
Estimated publish date after the 1st of the year 2016!
We just finished a week-long family event at our home. Almost 30 people from several states came and enjoyed being together. It was wonderful.
And it was a trial, although not for all the obvious reasons, save for one: religion. My family was raised Pentecostal/Charismatic and we all shared similar doctrines for most our lives. Then about 2-3 years ago, I began learning new things and my doctrines began changing.
I stepped out of the lines and did things like, umm, reading outside the usual doctrinal stuff. I read “Pagan Christianity,” by Frank Viola and George Barna. This book was one of the first to rock my status quo, and then it was “Raptureless,” by Jonathan Welton. Of course, there were many other authors in the mix like Maria Maddalena de Pazzi; hers was some rather obscure but enlightening material. Continue reading SET MY BROTHER FREE part II
I’m climbing and it matters little what others might call me. As I claw at the dirt and rocks, I’m learning the best places to grab a handhold or position my foot. Sometimes I clamber quickly and cause rolling scrabble and then I turn to watch it after I reach a plateau. Continue reading CALL ME WHATEVER, I’M CLIMBING!
Lots of my friends are leaving Facebook and I’ve been reading their reasons. One concern is about intellectual property rights and whether material we post on Facebook belongs to us or them. As a writer, that leaves enough question in the air to make me uncomfortable. Yes, I write freely for everyone to read, but that shouldn’t make it someone else’s property. Continue reading The Comedy of My Learning