Something began to change in my thinking on my 40th birthday. I realized I was about halfway through my life. When I approached 50, the advertisements from AARP began to arrive confirming my understanding. I was being awakened to the prospect of aging and death....
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Prophetic Horizons
Aligning people with their God-Defined identity.
WHEN THE ANOINTING RETURNS
Many believers get sidetracked and begin to live a life that does not honor God or the calling upon their lives. In these detours from a life of faith, the choices they made are never powerful enough to permanently erase the anointing on their lives if they become...
WHEN CONFUSION COMES
There are times when the Lord will use the environment of confusion to defeat the lies being expressed in our personal lives and even within a nation. When it appears that darkness is deepening its grip and creating confusion, the Lord will make Himself...
The Giving God
Each year between Thanksgiving and Christmas my father’s rifle, shotgun and binoculars would mysteriously disappear. I wasn’t aware of this annual disappearance until one day when I asked to use my dad’s binoculars. I was told, “There not here just yet.” I was a...
Recovering You Spiritual Black Box
Whenever a spiritual crash takes place a debris field is left behind containing the evidence of what went wrong. When the crash of an airliner occurs, the NTSB arrives at the scene to collect evidence and find the black box hidden in the wreckage. Pieces of the...
A Word on Leadership
Don’t require other people to be courageous if you are not willing to live in the same place of courage you are requiring of them. Step into your place of courage without demanding that others do the same. Once there live in such a way that your life becomes an...
When Things Are Taken Away
When things are taken from us by death or through a painful circumstance of life, our first response can be to begin looking for a replacement. We want to fill our place of loss with someone or something. We think by filling the void with a replica we can make the...
The Scars of My Father
As a small boy, I remember the day I asked my father why he had so many scars across his stomach and chest. At the time he gave me an age-appropriate answer. A few years later, I asked again and then he gave me the full story. My grandmother owned a business on Turk...
Finding Patterns in the Chaos
When I was a young cop, I was assigned to a unit with the acronym, OCCIS. The formal name was the Organized Crime and Criminal Information Section. It was a federally funded task force sourced from multiple police agencies in the Silicon Valley of California. We...
Gift-wrapped Promises
The fulfillment of a promise God made to you is about to arrive as a beautifully wrapped gift. You will be astonished to discover the wrapping and presentation of the promise will be as equally beautiful as the gift itself. When I was a kid growing up in the 1950’s...
Spiritual Stakeouts
For a few years as a cop, I was part of an Organized Crime unit. It was very different than working the street in uniform in a marked car. All of us had beards and long hair. We looked like outlaw bikers. One of the things we routinely did was to conduct stakeouts. TV...
A Word on Leadership
One of the great hindrances to becoming a healthy leader is putting yourself in a place where you always have to “produce”. If you are in this kind of environment you need to make a change in your perspective and in some cases, your actual place of ministry. You don’t...
The Power of Your Voice
When the sound and content of your voice is in lock step with the groupthink of a political party, a church denomination or a particular segment of society, you will eventually lose your credibility and influence in the Kingdom of God. Real credibility and influence...
The Hot Combat of Prophetic Ministry
For the last few days I have been hearing the phrase, “Hot Combat”. Hot combat is what takes place on the frontlines in an actual shooting war. It is a bloody place where you either live or die. We need to be reminded of the reality of warfare. Not just the...
Tasting Forgotten Fruit
Today, as Jan and I walked along a sidewalk in historic Jacksonville, Oregon we passed a building built in the 1800’s. I noticed mounds of dark purple grapes on the sidewalk. I reached down and picked up one of the grapes and put it in my mouth. It was very sweet. For...
