Moris – I love your dogs!

After church Khaia and I stopped at Sprouts to get some vegetables and fruits for the coming week. We are always on the look out for people to Love. Talked to many. Blessed a few and checked out.

As we were walking towards the door, a man in a wheel chair with a women was in the front sitting down. He was busy drinking a gallon of water and really guzzling it down. We paused a bit to see if he was gonna stop but he kept on guzzling. So I thought, we’ll put the produce in the car and come back.

As I was loading up the car the two came out of the store. Then in a split second it hit me. We were parked by a handicap spot. Parking there would not have happened if it wasn’t for someone else taking the space I was heading to park in. There are no coincidences. I knew this was their van and we would have the opportunity to pray for them (so if your parking spot gets swiped from you look at it from a different perspective – it’s just another opportunity ๐Ÿ™‚ )

Sure enough they went over to the white van and began loading it up. Khaia and I walked over and asked if we could take their shopping cart. They agreed and were very grateful. As I grabbed the cart their dogs came out of their van. A small black chihuahua and a medium size black dog. They ran down the wheel chair ramp that was installed on the vehicle and ran around their masters all excited. I started talking with them and asked if I could pray for them. Again they agreed. His name was Moris. He specifically wanted prayer for stress and worry he was battling.

We prayed for the Peace that passes all understanding to come rain on his stress and worry. We spoke life into him and his wife. I asked if he felt better and he said yes and that he did feel the Peace! Yah God!!!

As we were walking away with the shopping cart, Moris said that was odd. Curious, I stopped and asked, “what was odd?”

He said the little chihuahua dog, I can’t remember it’s name, does not like people at all. He said he actually goes nuts and becomes very aggressive – barking, growling – you know how chihuahuas can get when they get their doggie undies in a bundies.
But the dog didn’t even bark once. It actually jumped in the lamp of Moris while we were praying like it knew us.

Then Moris said “The Lord must really like what you are doing cause, insert dog name here, was totally fine!”

That was pretty fun cause I wouldn’t have thought for once that his dog was vicious. It was completely at home.

Living in His Peace!

Peace of the Kingdom of God come upon you in Jesus name!

Malling it!

Friday night I felt the Father wanted me and my family to go to the mall. I saw a picture of us walking in the mall praying for people. So like most of the things I am shown by my Father, I step in.

Fist off, I am not a huge Mall kinda guy. I would rather go walk the trails of some remote mountain or wander among the bushes and trees of the Bosque or walk the streets to spread His Love. But today was a bit different. So off we all went to the mall.

Sure enough not long into our adventure we began praying for people. It was sparse. Many didn’t want prayer and many would even make eye contact. We were met with great rejection. Rejection here, rejection there. We’d pray as we walked away but I am not gonna say it didn’t bug me cause it did. So many are hurting, so many are lost, so many are looking for their Daddy. I pains me to see them in such a distracted and disoriented place in life. I just love them, sincerely love them.ย If they only knew who they truly are . . .

But thankfully there were those that were ok with prayer!

I had gotten separated from my family somehow and wondered around which tends to happen a lot but . . .

There was this little elderly women who had a cane. Love people with cans, wheel chairs and other obvious indicators that they are not ok cause my Daddy is gonna share His love!

I asked what was wrong and she explained that she had a stroke about 2 weeks ago and it had weakened her entire left side of her body with slight paralysis hence her dependence on the cane. Then I asked if I could pray for her. She agreed. I asked if I could hold her hand. She agreed. Prayed and asked how she was feeling.

She looked at me a little odd and said she felt different.
“What feels different?” I asked.
“I don’t know, I feel different.”
“Do you feel warmth?”
“My entire left side of my body!?”
“That is awesome! God loves you so much!”

She was touched and felt His presence! I asked her to test it out but she was a bit nervous and still perplexed. So we chatted for little bit longer and off I went.

Walked around a bit more – prayed for more people mostly indirectly

Finally met up with my family again and we walked together, popping in stores here, looking at stuff there, blessing people in all opportunities. It was pretty fun.

Then we ran into some friends we hadn’t seen for a while and we ended up talking with them, blessing them and just having a good time. There was a shift and it was a good thing! Something new was beginning and that was one of the main reasons for malling it that day!

God is good!!!

Thorns – Goat Head

You gotta read Luke 8:4-15 – Then take a look at the pictures. Notice how these goat head thorn plants (Tribulus terrestris) take over a space. All the other plants are pretty much choked out and the plants that are living among these horrid creatures are pretty frail and vulnerable.

Imagine being one of those plants living among the thorns and then think about what Jesus said “And as for what fell among the thorns, they are those who hear, but as they go on their way they are choked by the cares and riches and pleasures of life, and their fruit does not mature.”

I can see how bearing mature fruit, fruit that is ripe, fruit that is bursting with flavor; fruit that overflows our senses is virtually impossible in thorn rampant conditions like this. All the nutrients are being consumed by the thorns and robbing from the other plants, placing them in survival mode.

I want to be a fruit factory, producing mature fruit that is bursting with the flavor and aroma of Christ! I want to be in full production, not barley surviving!

Getting rid of these goat heads is going to take some work. Seems almost impossible. All of it will need to be removed. Some will try to come back but now that we know what these nasty things look like we can “nip em in the bud” – pick’em at the root and eventually this space will recover providing the soil necessary for the native grasses, sages and plants to reestablish.

Father, we want to be yoked to You! Not choked by the cares, riches and pleasures of this life! You know what is uniquely specific to each of us to clean out the thorns so we can grow richly and spiritually nutrient dense in You, bearing robust, flavorable ripe fruit, emitting the aroma of Christ! We open up fully to You to live as new creatures in what your created us to be! Cultivate us Holy Spirit!!!

The humanity of Jesus

This hit me like a train this morning. Luke 6:12-16

Jesus went out to the mountain to pray. It seems that He did this a lot in those days ๐Ÿ™‚ (12)

But one particular night Jesus prayed all night long. All night! That’s a really long time (12)

The result, however, of that all night prayer was something pretty huge. He chose which disciples would be apostles (13).

So if Jesus is praying to the Father all night long for big decisions and He is what we can be like . . .

Am I praying like this for the things the Father has laid on my heart . . .

This is some radical stuff. Made me rethink my evenings. What would result if I went for a sensational time or went to the mountain? What would result if I watched a movie or entered in prayer? What would result if I hit the pillow or got on my knees?

What would result?