Stone and timber
Tree and bolder
They age much slower.
One by one with a chip, tap and chisel
From the field they make their way.
Whispers of what the maker has planed.
Stone on stone, assembled to hold a fire
Fitted timbers, limits for the snow and wind. Continue reading
As I lay here in the dark of the night,
searching for sleep that I never find.
Hours now tic by, looking just like the last one flying on by.
Cascading waves of tumbled thoughts,
compete for the right to seize my mind.
Friends of the East, friends of the West
Troubled concerns take away the best. Continue reading
As I get older, research and learn, I tend to see things from a diﬀerent vantage point that causes me to reﬂect on so many things.
We have, as a society have been taught so many half-truths, lies and fairytale stories that have been presented to us as truth in the education systems. That I have come to really realize that some of the comments I heard in my teens and twenties from the old timers were very true. “We are all subjects of a massive social-cultural engineering project.”
When I was young Continue reading
Unfortunately, we have had many decades now of a watered-down understanding of God. Many people try to divorce God’s Old Testament actions from Jesus New Testament actions. Now there can be many reasons for this like Bad teaching, Pollyanna attitude, denominational bias the list goes on and on.
Some people who lean very heavy on the Grace side of things go so far as to never acknowledge Jesus’s more “harder” saying or even read the book of Revelation. Thereby creating an unhealthy view of God himself. Part of this is bad teaching and part of it is the failure of the modern prophetic movement to add corrections as needed.
A good example happening today Continue reading
How do you pick up the threads of an old life? How do you go on, when in your heart you begin to understand… there is no going back. Frodo Baggins; The Return of the King.
There is a lot of wisdom in what Tolkien wrote and I have thought of this comment many times over the last few years. It rings like a voice on the wind in the corners of my mind as I reflect on the fifteen year road I have taken that has brought me to this place.
Fifteen years ago my wife and I were raising dairy goats, had a garden around two acres in size. We got our years firewood from the forest and had a small prophetic ministry that later became a church. At that time, due to the spiritual climate of the area we lived. The Lord led me to join MorningStar’s Fellowship of Ministries. Continue reading
Like a herald of the evening sky is the dawning light between the pine trees.
Gone is the work of day, moving aside for the campfire of the night.
For life is bigger than the back yard of the house.
And brighter than the twinkling of the night lights.
One by one I count them until I’ve lost count.
For who can count all those little lights?
One by one the sparks of the campfire find my legs.
For I twitch at the pain of those little lights.
So I drink a sip of cold tea and dream of worlds yet to write.
Gone is this old place, as my mind dances between worship and worlds yet unseen.
From the Vineyards ministries Cutting Edge magazine for church planters.
By Steve Sjogren
Top ten ways to know your in a bad church.
If you have ever read the back cover of one of my books you will notice that I describe myself as a person who likes good food. This is something I fully accredit or blame on my wife the Foodie. Because of her ability to taste the finer points of food, I now find myself noticing the quality of products more and more. The long-term effect of this is, of course as I grow older is the unwelcome extra pounds that are now part of my life.
My wife has now had the experience of being a professional chef. Her finely honed food skills over the last few years have cooked for groups well over 500 people at times. And trust me, my waistline has only benefited from Chef Kathy’s growing skills. Continue reading
Whatcom Co. Prophetic, R.A. Foster
Took a wonderful vacation this year. Drove across the United States visiting, taking pictures and generally enjoying life, that is except for unplanned $1600 repair bill in Casper for our exhaust system. Another story for another day.
A long time ago we lived in Washington state, in fact, we grew up in the state and watched many changes take place.
A little backstory first. Continue reading