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I just returned from Hastings, where I bought Bill Johnson’s book, “Dreaming with God.” The cashier, a young man, in his early twenties, noticed my “witness” T-shirt: “body piercing…” He noticed it and, I think, he asked 2 see the back; I turned around & he read the boldfaced words: “saved my life.” The words are on a crown of thorns & one big nail.

What’s my point?

 I’ve not been trying to get His message to sinners for some time now. I’m 56 years old and returning to faith.

So, today’s contact with a young man and my sharing it with u is like a testimony of an old guy learning to be obedient once again.

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When I read Brother David‘s last blog entry, I felt God‘s Spirit bearing witness with my spirit. The reason I am testifying about the unction in me is because I’m beating a stake in the ground, so to speak, to let Satan know where I stand.
There is power in the name of Jesus; there’s power in the blood of Christ; there’s power in declaring what God has done IN you; and there is a release in warfare prayer once u tell it.

Click the following link to read Brother David’s last blog post: “When all means fail.” http://davidwilkersontoday.blogspot.com/


This is part of yesterday’s reading of Oswald Chambers: “As long as you have a personal interest in your own character, or any set ambition, you cannot get through into identification with God’s interests. You can only get there by losing for ever any idea of yourself and by letting God take you right out into His purpose for the world, and because your goings are of the Lord, you can never understand your ways.” http://www.myutmost.org/11/1110.html

So, virtually all of my life, in America, I’ve been taught to consider my interests. Consider your character, Rick. It’s important what others think about you. Straighten your tie; you look like a loser. Set your ambitions high. The important thing is personal success. A man’s got to do what a mans’ got to do.

Sound familiar?


While I wait for the morning newspaper, I ponder the maxim: Stay where you are planted. So, I created this blog in hopes of metaphorically, being “on the road” again. But there is  more for me to  think about as well as pray about. I think I should just wait it out.

That doesn’t mean I won’t tweak my vita. That doesn’t mean I won’t post my resume in strategic databases. That doesn’t mean I won’t apply for certain teaching positions, even if there are no current openings. I full well will plant some seeds and nurture them.

But, there is some unfinished work here. And so, I need to let the plant grow and mature and then, be harvested, so to speak.

Here is my other blog: http://mydestinymyblog.wordpress.com/


David Good explains: “Much like Moses, God wants to interrupt your daily routine and give you a supernatural encounter with Him that will change everything. Whatever failures, unrealized dreams or forgotten promises you have in your past, God wants to stop you in your tracks and bring you to the place where He sets the course for your life and shows you a supernatural destiny He birthed you for. The key is that you have to look for it. As it did for Moses, the interruption comes while we are in the desert place, a place of frustration, or when we have given up on what once was. These moments are ripe for a a visitation. Second, you have to stop what you are doing and turn towards the interruption to hear Him speak to you. Had Moses not turned away from his routine for a moment and moved toward the burning bush, he might have missed that divine moment.”

Source of the above quotation: http://newsongsofpraise.blogspot.com/


“I spent 16 years of my life as a vocational minister working with college students along with a short stint on a church staff. College students are a lot easier to work with and a lot more fun. Grown-ups live a whole different kind of life and are pretty uptight about a lot of things that aren’t that important. After a messy break from church work, I have entered the work of my second half as a good-for-nothing layman. I say that because I heard a pastor say one time that “pastors are paid to be good, but laymen are good for nothing”. Honestly, I love my new role. The transition from paid minister to every day working guy has been tough because nobody out here seems to know how to balance all the major areas of work, family, faith and ministry. And if they do have it together, nobody says anything. Most folks are just muddling through. The only people who seem to speak consistently into the life of a layman with any authority are the pastors” (The Howitzer).

http://thehowitzerrants.wordpress.com/


 
  

   

to you that I don’t know. Regardless, I’m thinking that He wants your special attention & when he doesn’t get it He may close a door or shut a window or bar the way, just so that you can focus on Him. Does that make sense?  to day stupid like isn’t jealousy a sin so how can God be jealous. And I would have benightedlyThis sounds like a cliché. Sometimes God has to knock the props out from under us. So that we’ll cling to Him. Sometimes we seek fellowship from others and forget that God is a jealous I‘m not sure what that means. . You might say something

  

Let me share a story with you. Now I don’t remember the entire plot nor any conversation that preceded the climatic moment. So I intend to reconstruct what might have happened. It’s an archetypical story, so you can probably connect with it.   

I call this tale: The Catch of the Day. I imagine my dad coming to me and saying that we’re going fishing. And, I know that I wasn’t always hot on fishing, at least as a boy. But I went because Dad was the boss. I think that God works the way my dad worked on that day.   

I probably had another agenda, but Dad being my father had the plan. He was the man. And his plan took precedence over my agenda. Can you see where this is heading? Perhaps my dad was jealous, but I doubt it. He just wanted his son to go fishing with him. We know, though, that God is a jealous God. What do you think that means? But, I digress. I’m getting ahead of myself.   

I imagine my dad giving me some time, so he probably went to the coffee urn for a refill. He sat down at the kitchen table to wait. The thing is: God is on the move & like my dad He plans to still go fishing, whether you or I go is secondary. Is that hard core fatherhood. Maybe it‘s tough love. Maybe, we, as his sons, just need to get with His program?. Nevertheless, God is good.. Right? He won’t force us.   

And so I eventually stopped & sat down with my dad and acquiesced and said yes. So we went to one of our fishing holes. And I snagged the biggest fish I can ever remember catching – a black drum. Interestingly, even though I snagged the drum, my dad had to reel him in. How gracious was that?