He hath spoketh unto me.

A guy named Kris Edler came to our base back in January (I think.) That was a fiery time. Well, God spoke to me then through Kris. He came to me in worship with the word: you are Christ's beloved, just like John. He is holding you close to his chest. I wept some.

This summer a group of people were praying for me. The word: you are just like John, Christ's beloved, and he is holding you close. Heart pierced again...wept some more.

This summer God told me to go read "Wild at Heart," so, I went to my room that day and read the whole book. He spoke to me about being his beloved son. Some more tears...the whole time while reading that book.

This summer the Father showed me that when he tore the heavens open and sent his Spirit upon Jesus speaking, "This is my son, whom I am well pleased," that is exactly what he says to me.

He showed me another book by John Eldredge, can't find the name. The part about being his beloved son ministered to my heart so deeply.I felt so connected to the Father.

Last week an elderly man named Alf prayed for me. I was knelling beside him while he sat in a chair so he pulled my head down by his chest (in a very natural way...) and held me, speaking out "Oh, my beloved son." Okay, I'll admit it: I cried some more.
 
I am a son. A son with a mighty Father.
I am a son. A son whose Father is awe inspiring, chill bump raising.
I am a son. A son whose Father is Good. 
I am a son. A son whose Father is strong, but gentle.
I am a son. I am a beloved son.
I am a son, because he is a Father.

Don't miss your chance

1 Samuel 17 17 And Jesse said to David his son, “Take for your brothers an ephah[e] of this parched grain, and these ten loaves, and carry them quickly to the camp to your brothers. 18 Also take these ten cheeses to the commander of their thousand. See if your brothers are well, and bring some token from them.”

 Exodus 3 3 And Moses said, “I will turn aside to see this great sight, why the bush is not burned.” 4 When the Lord saw that he turned aside to see, God called to him out of the bush, “Moses, Moses!” And he said, “Here I am.”

Nehemiah 2 1 In the month of Nisan, in the twentieth year of King Artaxerxes, when wine was before him, I took up the wine and gave it to the king. Now I had not been sad in his presence. 2 And the king said to me, “Why is your face sad, seeing you are not sick? This is nothing but sadness of the heart.”

 David, Moses, and Nehemiah were three men who were a part of changing history. It all started with a very small choice: One decided to stop and see, one decided to serve his father, one decided to bear his heart to the king.

You never know what is on the opposite end of your choice. Maybe the next time you serve someone will become the greatest opportunity of your life.
 Don't miss your chance.

Random ramblings: I love how Moses would not leave the mountain in less the presence of God was with him. God told Moses (after the golden calf) to go ahead and leave, He will send an angel with Israel and they will be fine. Moses refused. Do we want the promises or the promise giver?

Im not a missionary!

Doesn't matter if I am in Loganville, Norway, or East Timor. The Kingdom of God is the Kingdom of God and I will represent where ever I go.

#bringingtheKoG

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Hi there

I tried to write something about Jesus. This was a 'God glorifying' task, but pretty foolish.
To many things to write about.
He is the only man to fully live life. Perfect in contrast. Perfect in leadership. Perfect in friendship. Perfect in love. Perfect in patience. Unlimited creativity. Unlimited knowledge. Perfect in selflessness.
Task: failed.

Anyways, here is one of the attempts of writing about Jesus.


Sometimes I think I am a good communicator. Other times not.

I always have a hard time expressing myself about Jesus. It is at a point of surrender when you really find him, though he first surrendered. It is at a point of giving everything up that you encounter him, though he gave everything up for you. Overwhelmed by the simple, fullness of Jesus. I am relentlessly loved and accepted, nothing have I done to earn any of this.

To describe these feelings I experience with Jesus are nearly impossible. Total satisfaction with utter desperation for more. He is a man of perfect contrast.

one of those moments

Had one of those moments today when you realize how blessed you are and how incredible life is. I was sitting in my room listening to Josh Garrels, enjoying the time to myself. I am so blessed to think about the DTS that I am working with, an amazing group of friends, and to top it off, an incredible girlfriend.
The best part of it all though is the fact that there is God. The victorious, box breaking, earth shaking, Lover of my soul. He calls me friend. He calls me son. He calls me His beloved.

I desire a greater revelation of what it means to walk in the fullness of who he has called me to be. I can't imagine what that would do to history when we walk in who God called us to be. Doesn't matter though, history can be changed and blah blah blah, I just want to know His heart. I want to see His face.
History can go on without me, just give me Jesus.

Good thought

Matt 13:44 “The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field, which a man found and covered up. Then in his joy he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field."


I want to be like that man. I give everything.