Friday, November 13, 2009

Cambodia Missions 2009

I have ministered in Cambodia for more than a decade and this video was taken of the church that I have worked with there. The kids and adults I know so well and each time I see it my heart leaps. If you are interested in a missions experience, join a team and GO!!!!

Monday, October 05, 2009

Refreshing

Through pretty much all my ministry, I believed and taught that we can be a PIPELINE to others of God's love. It's not about us it's about Him. It's about what He has to pour into hungry hearts. I taught that God wants to use us to pour through to the lost. Great concept, right?

But this year God allowed me to go the full length of that philosophy, to explore the ultimate result of that vision. I came to a place of extreme emptiness in which God allowed me to see the fallacy of this symbolic lifestyle. It was more a concept from man than a concept from God. Look again at the picture. The problem with the pipeline is it can never be a destination! True it is a conduit, but it will never be a destination. It is the image of a servant but it is not the relationship God desires for us.

In John 15:15 Jesus said, "I'm no longer calling you servants because servants don't understand what their master is thinking and planning. No, I've named you friends because I've let you in on everything I've heard from the Father."

With this announcement Jesus was letting them know that he had changed their relationship to the Father forever! Mary understood this, Martha did not. When Martha became jealous of Mary sitting at the feet of Jesus, she ask Jesus to scold Mary. Instead Jesus said to Martha, "Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her."

Mary had moved into a friendship relationship with Jesus. Martha was still a pipeline. Her identity was in doing. Mary's identity was in being "with Jesus".

I've heard if said, "Without Martha's nothing would ever get done. That's a lie! A lover will always outperform a servant. I've heard it said, "We need both Mary's and Martha's. That's not what Jesus said. You see Jesus did not take Martha's side because Martha was busy making sandwiches Jesus never ordered.

Mary valued the the presence of Jesus and lived on His Words of Life. Mary would only make the sandwiches Jesus ask for.

And so I came to the place of emptyness. It was in a prayer time with two intercessors in Australia seven months ago that I found myself sitting and receiving ministry. One gave me scriptures, words of encouragement, even words from a hymn - all of which were good. Still I sat.

The other lady then said, "I'm not a very good artist (as she held up a rough drawing) but as I was praying for you, I saw a basin. It was overgrown with algae on the outside, filled with water to the point where it overflowed itself to goblets circling it's base. The Lord seemed to say you are this basin giving out to others, but I am bringing to you a refreshing.

Then I saw another basin so beautiful, white porcelain and gleaming, pouring it's overflow to the goblets below. The Lord said This is what I am doing in your life."

I stared at the two pictures. In that instant God broke something in my Spirit.

In the past traveling around the world, ministering, I had even prayed, "Lord I am so tired, or dry, or sick. I feel I have nothing to give. But because you love these people so much give me something to give them." Because You love these people. I was just a pipeline. I was not the destination. I knew He loved them. I had lost the awareness of how much He loved ME!

But there it was, in that awkwardly sketched drawing.

I was NOT a pipeline!

I was a BASIN. A BASIN! I was His DESTINATION! His first destination. His heart was to fill me, to love me, to romance me! His furious, jealous, violent love was pouring out on ME!!! I was always His destination. This is what every lover knows and every servant envies. I was His destination. This was life changing.
I am His destination, as are YOU!

If I am His destination, then all I have to do is soak in His presence - relax - let Him fill me - enjoy Him. His voice comes easily, His caress is constant and as I fill, fill to overflowing the splash is felt by everyone I meet.

So get an umbrella - or get a swimsuit!

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

No, it is not yours to open buds into a blossom.
Shake the bud, strike it,
it is beyond your power to make it blossom.
Your touch soils it.
you tear its petals to pieces
and strew them in the dust,
But no color appears and no perfume.
Oh, it is not for you to open the bud into blossom.

He who can open the bud does it so simply.
He gives it a glance and the life sap stirs through its veins.
At his breath the flower spreads its wings
and flutters in the wind.
Colors flash out like heart longings,
the perfume betrays a sweet secret.
He who can open the bud does it so simply
Tagore

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Keeping Passionate for God


Frequent encounters with God will keep any flame burning.

When camping overnight in the mountains the temperature drops as the darkness descends. The experienced camper will build a fire for the night near a large rock if possible. Then when he is ready for sleep he will lay his sleeping bag down between the fire and the rock (which is now heated from the fire) so he gets warmth on both sides!

The fire is God’s presence. The rock represents other people in your life who spend time in the presence of God. Nothing replaces the personal time you spend in God's presence but the reflected heat from your relationship with strong believers is a welcome compliment in keeping God’s passion in your life!

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Halls Creek




We have just come back from ministry time with Aboriginals in the Halls Creek area of Western Australia. One of the areas we visited was at Debbie's camp (a group of houses in an area which comprise a people group) and she produced old photographs from a book showing her mother emerging from the Great Sandy Desert in 1967 - her first sight of white people. They had been forced out of the desert because of near starvation, and had followed a plane trail to the nearest settlement. Amazing - just 40 odd years ago. On Wednesday we ministered together, Carolyn and I, to the women (complete with kids running around - good that this does not worry us in the slightest and God moves in spite of noise!) Carolyn ministered on Isaiah 61:1 and 2 and felt to emphasise the "binding up the brokenhearted". She had made some cut out hearts with a word or two on each on things that break our heart. Loss of dreams - Grief through loss of a loved one - Loss of Relationships. Then I came out and shared part of my testimony concerning the loss of a friend and mentor and finished with the illustration of the torn and restored heart - where I take a paper heart, tear it into several pieces as I reiterate the things that break our hearts, including sin, and then as we give our brokenness to God, how He restores it - which is where the heart opens up as a whole piece. It is a neat illusion which is just so powerful. I then made a call and the women flocked out. One grandma Carolyn prayed for was looking after three kids, asked for prayer that her son would be out of jail and would be able to beat the drink and look after his family. We prayed for sick kids, for boils and fever; for pregnant girls. One lady the following day said her boil burst that night and is now draining freely, fever gone. What a blessing it was to us to begin to glimpse an insight into their culture and to pave the way for future visits.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Turning our Mourning to Dancing...

One of my favourite writers is Henri Nouwen. In his book, "Turning my mourning into Dancing", he says:



"If God is found in our hard times, then all of life, no matter how
apparently insignificant or difficult, can open us to God's work among
us. To be grateful does not mean repressing our remembered hurts. But
when we come to God with our hurts - honestly, not superficially -
something life changing can begin slowly to happen. We discover how God
is the One who invites us to healing. We realise that any dance of
celebration must weave both the sorrows and the blessings into a joyful
step...



Gratitude in its deepest sense means to live life as a gift to be
received thankfully. And true gratitude embraces all of life: the good
and the bad, the joyful and the painful, the holy and the not-so-holy.
We do this because we become aware of God's life, God's presence in the
middle of ALL that happens..."