Where Is Our Passion?
I am sick at heart at the the haphazardness found in many believers i have encountered. Where is the passion? where is the starkness? where is the dangerous love for God? What is true abandonment without it? Look at the tabernacle and temples glorious they were. Our temples today are full of poison. God help me to fall in love with you with the same passion Christ died for me.
Tibetan Dhyangro drum
The Tibetan Dhangro Dhami drum arrived today via Canada Post very well pack and excellent condition. This is a very special drum and i am so honored to own this item. I recall how King David had all known instruments of his day yet said He wanted more instruments to praise God with.
This drum is used by the Tamang Tribe Shamans who live in the Himalayan mountains between Kathmandu, Nepal and the Tibetan border. It is a rustic version of what they use in the Tibetan temples.
Looking After His Kids
I have to sit back and look back upon my life and i am so humbled by how many times God has made a way where there was none. Sometimes life gets so busy and i am carried away by the worries that i am not seeing the hand of God as clear as i should. As i look back i see i have never had to worry about life working out even in the most troubling situations. In 1989 i cried out to God for help as i was on brink of dying due to drug addiction, i was living in a crack house and a local bible collage group came to share Christ with us, i walked out when it was over and sat on the steps, i saw a black empty image of a man which i came to see was death i asked God”If your real God please help me” and he did just that. I prayed and asked for help and when i stood up afterwards my addictions were gone my hate was gone my self loathing was gone. Funny now years later is i was evicted that very night Read more
Anguish and Grace: Interview With Kevin Prosch
From my mid-teens on, I grew up on the music of Kevin Prosch. I discovered him during that odd time of my life when I was attending a Presbyterian church but dating a Vineyard gal and avidly reading the Morninstar Journal out of Charlotte; it was as though I was trying to preserve the ecstatic fruit of my Assemblies of God past amid my rationalist Reformed church-going. Kevin’s music helped keep me sane – or was it insane with a visceral longing for friendship with God and real-world emotional vulnerability? Either way, I kept listening to Kevin even after I outgrew certain aspects of charismatic Christian culture, even as I departed the PCA….
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