Flight of The Gypsy Bird

So I had a moment.  I recently attended a school of healing ministry and during a moment when I probably should've been paying closer attention, I was off in my little happy place just...soaking... in the tangible Presence.  In a ballroom filled with almost 1000 perfectly good, relatively comfy chairs, I had found myself a nice, secluded, little corner and had parked my hind parts unceremoniously on the floor.  If I could've disappeared completely, I would have.  Bridget (my fellow sojourner in this particular education in the areas of effective flakiness), later laughed and said that she looked over during worship and noticed that she couldn't see me anymore...and then I just appeared from behind the heavy wall curtain that the hotel staff had pushed back into my corner.  Haha. Yep.  I love people...like I LOVEEEEE people.... But I don't like people.  Don't like crowds. Don't like to socialize.  Makes me n...

So, recently someone asked me to write a 500 word essay describing what worship is and how to flesh it out. Easy, right? Yeah, I thought so too. Ehhhhnotsomuch. The topic wasn't the hard part. It was the 500 word part. I mean, worship is so much more than ANY of us can EVER hope to confine within a literary work. SO! I asked Abba to help me write this thing, mainly because if He doesn't help, it stinks. Haha. Don't judge. It's true, lol. Anywho, I had a revelation in the midst of this essay and I wanted to share it with you. So here is the 536 word essay...hey, I tried to keep it at 500... Enjoy. :) " That moment. You know what I'm talking about. That epic moment when imagination meets reality and it exceeds everything you thought it could possibly be. That moment when your soul is moved so deeply that all you can do is close your eyes and soak in that moment, relish the moment, love the moment, because to do anything else would seem....

So...with our youth purity conference coming up, I've really been thinking a lot about "purity" as a topic.  Thinking a lot about how I can possibly come at this in a way that hasn't been dragged thru the proverbial gauntlet of religious ka-ka SO many times that it's absolutely wretched to this generation...and everyone else...so much so that teens avoid anything labeled "purity" and churches are afraid to touch it with a ten foot pole. I mean, this generation needs the message of sexual purity...for their LIVES sakes, these days...but you almost have to TRICK them with a gimmick or a NON purity related theme to get them to even THINK about coming to a seminar or conference talking about it... Then it dawned on me. What do we normally cram down their throats at theses well-meaning conferences? Granted, I've been at a couple really awesome ones (Pure Freedom[girls], Who Moved The Goal Post[guys]). Not talking about those, so cool your jets. I...

Gossip.  A word that can describe the single-handed destruction of one's character. Gossip. A word that causes every leader in a house of faith to cringe as if Freddy Krueger had just had his way with a chalkboard. Gossip.   Something that no passionate believer would ever admit to being a willing party to. And yet.... I bet you think you know where I'm going with this, huh? A rant about an epidemic of rot in the Bride of Christ where we deface each other? A couple of choice scriptures to quote that supremely make my point? Well, nope.  I'm not talking about gossip as it applies to each other...I'm talking about gossip as it applies to our God. Yep...I'm talking about Gossiping about the     Creator of the Universe. Hahaha. Papa just told me that some of you might even think you know where THIS is going...that I'm putting a positive spin on it...like telling the world about Him is the 'gossip' I'm referr...

    I've been thinking alot about the spirit of adoption lately. Heidi Baker COMPLETELY messed me up with a message she spoke about it. Never heard it that way before...then...   I was standing infront of my bathroom mirror yesterday morning and I was thinking about the 'church' as a whole.   About how easily offended 'she' is and how UBERLY cautious one must be not to offend 'her'.   I was frustrated and thought about how Jesus didn't mind offending the 'churchified'...so why is it that today as His followers we are more ok with loving said 'church' and offending the world than loving the world and offending the 'church'...like Jesus did?   I understand that that last statement messes with some of your theology.   That's okay.   It's my opinion and     I'm not concerned with theology.     Anywho, my mind was all over the place and it finally settled on this question:...

Welp. I just looked at the date of my last blog. October 26th. The date I started the blog I posted a little earlier? October 27th. So much has happened since then... Here the short version: Shane had a severe reaction to a myelogram. Had to be hospitalized. Got lost in the system for three days until I threw a HOLY fit. Had surgery. Came home. All kids had HORRIBLE virus. It was hard for me for a bit, being the only healthy parent and caring for a hubster in intense pain and four very sick littles, plus all the craziness of NORMAL life, lol. BUT! Abba Father was EVER so close to us and SO beautiful...and the hearts and sacrifice of the amazing peeps in our 'house' blessed us immensely. Doc wouldn't allow him to return to work when he planned. Abba blessed. Started a new business for me :). Still couldn't return to work. Went on unpaid medical leave. Was told that he was now no longer guaranteed his returning position at his place of employment becau...

Well hello, there!!! Been a minute, right?? I'll explain later...in another blog, but for now, I'm in a HUGE rush BECAUSE I'm supposed to be CLEANING, Abba...Yes. Yes, I'm talking to You...but You told me that I had to stop everything and do this for my friend. SO! If You dont mind, it would be nice for you to pull a time stop like you did for Joshua...No. I'm not fighting a battle that needs daylight, BUT I am preparing my house to be invaded by teenagers tonight...I think that merits a time stop. No? Oh well. It was worth a try, lol. See what had HAPPEN was, Wednesday night at church a special Levite friend of mine made a statement that pulled on His heart and Abba had something to say to my friend. But it was SO loud in the room and I was SO drunk(fasting and a HUGE dose of His love tends to do that to one), that I couldnt hear Him clearly...it was all fuzzy... I mean I heard Him say "Ask" but there was more that I could QUITE get and I mad...

Every Tuesday, the leadership at VOICE to the nation gathers to pray and intercede for our city, its officials, our country and officials, this generation, our own leadership, and a host of other things that will rock this land. During prayer last week (yes, it has taken me a WEEK to get this blog done...), I was in the midst of praying for God to manifest His glory and to release miracles thru His ppl...mainly this generation...praying in english and in my spirit language and I kept repeating "Huhbuckuh.." over and over and over...I was kind of confused. #1) My prayer language is not normally super repetitive. #2) Usually when it DOES repeat(for me)He's telling me something or drawing me into something. This was weird tho...bc I could ALMOST understand what was being said...It was vague...like I had heard it before... "hubuckuh...huh..back..up..?" Then it clicked, haha. "OH! Ha.BAK.kuk! You want me to go to Habakkuk, haha! Ok. Here I go....

This is Lily. (aka Buglet) She's 1. She's into EVERYTHING . This morning, after the craziness of getting 4 out of 6 of the spawn to school, I plopped down at my computer to check my emails, send some emails, and listen to some songs from our worship lineup for the month of September (which btw is off the CHAIN...gotta love when your practice time is your throw down worship time too, lol). All the while, Buglet is steadily exploring her environment. I've locked up the cabinets that contain dangerous materials and closed the doors that lead to places she doesn't belong, so her exploration is safe for her. Then I realized that, sometime during the night... This little one mutated. Yes...at some point while the house was in deep slumber, a cosmic anomaly caused a disruption in the atmoshpere of her bedroom and she awakened, Mr. Fantastic's daughter. Things that were out of her reach yesterday...? Yeah. Today? Notsomuch. I mean, coff...

(Me at Hatcher Pass around mile 6 on the Gold Mint Trail) As you read this, understand that the majority of this blog was written several days ago. My crazy life has prevented me from being able to post it any sooner :) I hope your spirit man/woman is moved as much as mine has been... Tomorrow makes a week, now, since we returned from our much needed run away to Alaska..and honestly, if I could've packed up my babies, my bestie, and my House and got them all up there to us, we would still be there... Who cares if school starts in 1 day?? Who cares if I have music that's due and dances and performances that need choreography?? Give me a 65 degree summer ANYDAY.. We dont necessarily need to discuss the -50 degree winters, but summers....oh yeah.  Highs barely reaching 70, daylight until 11:30pm-ish...So much country to explore...yessah. That's the life for THIS trail-blazin' mama. So anywho, I'm sitting here, in...