Saturday, June 20, 2015


Hands covered with the crimson stain
It’s my delight to drive the nails
To cause this unbearable pain
I want what I want, what I deserve

Love only asking for love in return

My murderous ways, the dripping vine
The liberty to imprison another
The servant only suffers by my decree
Only enjoying the fruit of my labors

Love only asking for love in return

The voice startles me out of slumber
You’ve mistaken freedom for shame
I’ve taken the pain you could never bear
Now experience the fruit of my labor

Life only asking for life in return

Come home my child
Please, please come home

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Call Of The Night

Brilliant waves of cold night air
Refreshing, advancing, splashing
Against the shores of my mind

Gentle light beckoning
Through pinprick holes
In the artist’s canvas

The sounds of heaven and earth
Flashing great harmonies
Of truth and light

Home calls to my soul
Begging me forward
Warmth and love await me

Sunday, October 30, 2011

FOT 2011

So here it is a little more than a week since the Feast of Tabernacles has ended. I knew pretty early on during the 8 days I was in the middle of something special. And as the week progressed it became obvious that this was a different, more profound, better experience than any of my previous 30 plus celebrations of this festival.

A lot of things made it better, great worship music, insightful teaching, good food. None of those things alone or together put it over the top for me. But two things made a powerful difference.

First, from the very beginning an attitude of service was stressed. There was a willingness from everyone there to serve in any way they needed to without organization or coercion. I have never seen an event like this run so smoothly with nothing more than letting everyone know that if you see something that needs to be done, you have the freedom to do it.

The second thing that made a difference was the emphasis on Yahshua. Every teaching, lunchtime discussions, and talks around the campfire all revolved around figuring out how to live our lives in ways that let His light and love shine through us. No arguments about our particular brand of Torah keeping, or which traditions we hang on to.

This was a special group of people we kept FOT with this year that have heard all of that kind of rhetoric before and have come to the realization that any faith without our Savior as it’s center and focus is vain and worthless.

And I saw people healed as we prayed for and anointed them…no, really! Not just some vague testimony of “my cold seems to be getting better”, but real tangible physical and spiritual healing. I thank my Heavenly Father for allowing my family to be part of this. It is certainly something we will never forget and hope to continue to move forward in our spiritual journey. I think and hope revival is on the horizon.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

What's New On My I-POD

I like finding new music . Here is some stuff I'm enjoying right now. Take a listen. :-)

Jill Andrews

Praises For Yahweh

Switchfoot - Where I Belong

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

My Son's New Book

My son's new book he just had published after a lot of hard work and blessings. Broken Cisterns