You, Oh Artist, See and Live

I had a dream this morning about an amazing artist.  He made jewelry working in metals.  He was so gifted.  At first I didn't like him because of some goofy reasons...I didn't even know him.  Once I saw his work I was amazed.  As I tried to prophecy and encourage him as to what his future had in store.  (I wanted him to know that his destiny was so beautiful.)  As I tried to tell him, he entered his workplace, and became the door greeter.  It was a place like Best Buy.  I shouted across the aisle but some floor person manager overheard what I was saying and seemed to purposely tell me to get quiet and leave.  The manager did not want his timid employee (the amazing artist) to get a vision or motivation to do great things.  In fact the manager type person somewhat delighted in knowing he had power over this person and didn't want to lose it.  Fear, insecurity, and lack of vision was holding the artist back.  I awoke from the dream indignant.

That artist needs to know how beautiful his art is and know how talented he is.  He needs to stop letting the managers of life intimidate him.  He is a visionary creating beauty from heaven.  Something the manager can't comprehend.

This is for you, for me, for the artists that God is calling out.

Documentary Film on Spiritual Power Encounters Around the World

Furious love will debut in select venues and churches on Feb. 14th 2010 (Valentine's Day).  Go to their website to find a location.  Or wait until someone puts it up on Youtube.

We, iPod People, and God

Ok, so I get this thought this morning that we are like iPods and God is our Desktop computer. How long has it been since you recharged and synced. Sometimes plugging in your iPod seems like such a waste of time. You can't be on the move. It has to just sit there and charge. But you get updates (that sometimes you don't even understand), patches to fix bugs (protection from malevelent attacks), and you get synced. That means that everything on the iPod goes into the desktop and everything on the desktop designed for the iPod goes into it. It's a two-way share and recharge for the iPod.

I think I need to plug in and sync.

Cool Video of Rabbi Dancing to Trance Music

If anyone knows me, they know my love of dance music and dancing. One of the goals of this blog is to link dancing/rave culture to the 24/7 prayer movement.

The video below is sort of funny but I like it. Have you noticed that Jewish music has the same general beat of techno... the boom, bap, boom, bap, boom, bap, etc.





Notice in this other comic video the way the techno/trance music is sooo similar to the typical Jewish music rhythm.

A Praying Baby from the Sun asking for the Ending of Abortion?

This is a repost of a past blog I wrote.

This image is amazing. It's a NASA picture from this BBC article. It is one of the largest sun flare that has occured since I don't know when. The flare itself looks like a baby's face and can also appear like a fetus in a praying positon.

--"But more bizarre still, this blast occurred in region "486" of the sun (as in RU-486 abortion pill), only the day before President Bush signed the historic ban on "Partial Birth Abortion."

On the same day, D.C. journalists are reporting that Anti-abortion lawmakers are preparing to renew their fight to halt sales of the abortion pill RU-486 after a California woman's death was linked to the pill."

Elijah List published this connection here.

A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words- Watch this video on Abortion.

Why do video's like this get so few clicks? Please get informed about abortion. Don't ignore it. Watch this video if you can. Watch it even if you cannot, may it make you more strongly opposed to abortion.

Pro-Life and The Prayer Movement: Where to Now?

Please read this post on a blog called Brandon and Beka "The Election Recap and Where the Pro-Life Movement Goes From Here".  It includes much of what Lou Engle spoke at IHOP-KC this Sunday.  Also, read my comment.  I was rather suprised by what I wrote.  Well I'll just copy it below, but read Lou's words on the link above too.

 

November 18th, 2008 at 4:52 pm

Thanks for posting this.

I too feel that adoptions of the unwanted children must be a top priority among the praying church. What else are we here for if we forget to pray and take care of the children? Children are being left dead in dumpsters and those who are rescued could be a powerful voice to stand vehemently against abortion in the next generation. Those that are adopted by gay couples will without God's intervention grow up to stand on issues opposed to Christian beliefs.

We cannot continue to call for responsible adults to change their minds when we do nothing to rescue the impressionable vulnerable children who are crying out for love and find neglect. These very children will be the carriers of the voice of God if we train them in Christ's love.

The House of Prayer movement MUST become a worldwide "orphanage" that not only feeds, cares and nurtures the children, but trains them in the calling of prophetic intercession and the forerunner lifestyle.

We need to repent of the view that raising children is a burden infringing on our free time. We are rescuing our next generation and our own future.

A call to intercessors: how many children can you rescue and train up to be worshippers, both your biological children, adopted children, and those young around you who are in your sphere of influence?

While Obama's rule will not end abortion, we must not wait and do nothing. We must pray, speak out, write and URGENTLY we must begin to open our eyes and search out creative ways to adopt and rescue the next generation.

Bless you.

Thanks again for posting Lou Engle's words.

 

 

One Account of What Happened

Below is the account of the event posted on the video.

 

November 14, 2008

I went to the Castro (the homosexual district of San Francisco) with JHOPSF (I have been with the Justice House of Prayer San Francisco since April 2008.) like we usually do on Friday nights.

Normally, we sit on 18th and Castro, and someone plays the guitar, and we all worship God.
Sometimes a person will yell at us, or maybe a few. Sometimes people will ignore us. Sometimes people will let us pray with them.
This time was not a normal night. It was the first time we'd been back in the Castro to do our normal outreach since California Proposition 8, which defined marriage as "one man with one woman" was passed. We played the guitar and sang together and worshiped the Lord. After just singing and worshiping God for a while, Roger decided that we should all hold hands in a circle and continue singing. So we did.

Someone (Actually a person who came up and hugged and kissed some of us who he knew from the past) convinced some people that we were there to protest against the no on 8 campaign.

Then some guy who was dressed up like one of the sisters (The sisters of perpetual indulgence is a group of men who dress up like nuns and call themselves the spiritual authority of the Castro.) took a curtain-type thing (Which I think they use to curse people) and wrapped it around us.

Then a crowd started gathering. We began to sing "Amazing Grace", and basically sang that song the whole night. (At some points we also sang "Nothing but the Blood of Jesus" and "Oh the Blood of Jesus".) At first, they just shouted at us, using crude, rude, and foul language and calling us names like "haters" and "bigots". Since it was a long night, I can't even begin to remember all of the things that were shouted and/or chanted at us. Then, they started throwing hot coffee, soda and alcohol on us and spitting (and maybe even peeing) on us. Then, a group of guys surrounded us with whistles, and blasted them inches away from our ears continually. Then, they started getting violent and started shoving us. At one point a man tried to steal one of our Bibles. Chrisdene noticed, so she walked up to him and said "Hey, that's not yours, can you please give it back?". He responded by hitting her on the head with the Bible, shoving her to the ground, and kicking her. I called the cops, and when they got there, they pulled her out of the circle and asked her if she wanted to press charges. She said "No, tell him I forgive him." Afterwards, she didn't rejoin us in the circle, but she made friends with one of the people in the crowd, and really connected heart to heart. Roger got death threats. As the leader of our group, people looked him in the eyes and said "I am going to kill you.", and they were serious. A cop heard one of them, and confronted him. (This part is kinda graphic, so you should skip the paragraph if you don't want to be offended.) It wasn't long before the violence turned to perversion. They were touching and grabbing me, and trying to shove things in my butt, and even trying to take off my pants - basically trying to molest me. I used one hand to hold my pants up, while I used the other arm to hold one of the girls. The guys huddled around all the girls, and protected them. Soon after, the cops came and stood between us and the mob. When it was getting more heated, the cops were like "You guys should leave." and Roger said "We want to stay." Someone tried to steal my backpack, but I tapped a cop on the shoulder, and said "Hey, that's my bag." and he got it from him and gave it to me. Others weren't so lucky. Probably half our team got their jackets stolen. Eventually, as the crowd was getting more and more uncontrollable, the cops were afraid for our lives, so they escorted us to our van. (The cops were very nice to us from start to finish.) Our van was parked pretty far because it was hard to find parking that day. As the cops escorted us, the mob followed us, until the cops formed a line, and held off the people so we could drive away. We took the long way home, just in case anyone tried to follow us. When we got home, we prayed and sang more, and then prayed over each-other. Please know my heart. All of what we do is for the Love of Jesus Christ, and the love for those in the Castro. The Bible says to love God, and then love people. We can only love because He loved us first. We can't hate the people because they are just broken and blinded by the spirit of this age. Our battle is not against flesh and blood, but against Principalities and Powers. It's not a political thing, we just love the people.