Flight of The Gypsy Bird

    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:...

I never got a sec to finish blogging about what Daddy had shown me about Freedom. THEN...our amazing Bishop COMPLETELY stole my thunder yesterday morning. Sheesh! I mean, doesnt he know that I'm the only one allowed to have epiphanies like that??  Haha. Yall better know I'm playing, lol. But seriously. He said everything that was on my heart and more. Remember the afternoon that Shane and I went to Tyus Park? Later that afternoon, I was still rolling around in my mind everything that God had dumped on me. Especially when he had asked me why I ask for something that was already mine. Then, as if on cue, I saw a prison cell and the door was open and there was no guard, but there were ppl inside the cell...sitting and weeping and crying out, "GIVE US FREEDOM!!!SET US FREE!!! OH,GOD!!! RELEASE US FROM THESE CHAINS!!!" which-BTW- were laying at their feet. I remember thinking, "What the heck? The door is OPEN, duh. Just get up and walk out." That...

So...yeah. Captivity. As believers...especially in a charismatic body...its a word that embodies negative things, right? I mean, when you think of 'captivity' you think of the Children of Israel in Egypt...or atleast I do...You think of addictions, chains, bondages, prison, slavery, etc.....See? Negative. If you read my last blog, you know that Daddy kinda rocked my world by just flat out atom-bombing a paradigm that most ppl who claim "charismatic" have.  Welp. He did it again. Read on. Wednesday night, before service (I play guitar for our youth service), I was walking the room and interceding (that would be 'praying' for the non-church-i-fied folk[who happen to be my favorite folk])for the ppl who would come to the gathering that night... Following is the dialogue that would wreck my sleep that night and every other night this week, so far...seeing as its 3:18am on Saturday morning.... ME- "God...Uncreated One...How?? How can we c...

So this is Ernie's Trail in Wyomia Tyus Park. Shane and I were walking thru these amazing nature trails and we came across a cute little bridge (not ^this one^). We stopped for a sec and looked over the rails at the multitude of moss covered rocks and pebbles beneath us. The water tickled over them invitingly, as if saying,"Come explore!" Instantly, we were both transported back to our childhoods and the adventures we would have in creeks just like this one. Shane laughed and said, "Oh, wow! I remember when I was a kid, how I would spen HOURS down in there climbing all over, turning over rocks and..." "..And looking for salamanders and crawdads and getting soaking wet!" I finished his sentence and we both laughed and reminisced about all the things we would do in creeks like this one. Then, he said something that kinda hurt my heart a little... He looked over the edge of the bridge again and said, "You know, I probably wouldn...