This Saturday, I’ll be a part of an amazing event. I wasn’t sure what the event was going to entail, but after learning about it last Saturday, I HAVE to share it with you because it’s going to be AMAZING!! Continue reading
San Diego
“Prideful Sun”
I think Autumn has fallen
beyond the sun
and is trying to get up
to reach us Continue reading
Dreams that Follow
Early on in life, many people have dreams, set goals, achieve those goals, and, then, live their dreams into reality, but that’s not always the case for everyone. When I was little, I had dreams, but as soon as life started happening, those dreams seemed erased, forgotten, silly, impossible, but when I truly surrendered my life to God, some dreams started following me. Continue reading
One Foot in Front of the Other
Between Monday and this morning, I’ve learned a lot about action and how to get there. On Monday, I was in tears because I had the “desire” to jog but not the “willingness” to do so. On Tuesday, I wrote about it and wondered what would happen. This morning, I took the first step.
First, let me back up: Continue reading
A Dance in Glory
Many times, I’m told that people were drawn to look at me while I was dancing with flags, but as soon as they caught themselves, they apologized to God and looked away, but I’m not totally convinced that watching people worship’s a bad thing. Countless times, I’ve found myself watching others worship because of they way they were worshiping; it had drawn me deeper into the heart of God.
Last night, I had an amazing time dancing with God during worship. Youknow, the phrase for my business is “worship flags that release God’s glory.” That phrase was written for a reason, and I believe people are drawn the glory I’m dancing in, not necessarily me.
I picture it this way: everything God’s done in me and through me pours into my dance, and it gives Him glory, which He gives right back to me. I think THAT’s what people see. Although, I could be wrong. I’ve just heard many people have repented for watching me during worship, and I’m not sure they need to.
A Road Leading Home
If you’ve been following me about Lee, I have wonderful news. If you don’t know who Lee is, I’ll bring you up to speed, so you’ll enjoy the good news, too. Continue reading
Wanting to be Seen
Yesterday afternoon, I met up with some friends to pray for people downtown. We started from in front of Horton Plaza and followed where the Spirit led us. There were so many amazing stories of what God was doing, but as we were praying for one young man, God told me to write about him.
As we were walking along, one from our group stopped to talk to a man leaning against the wall. I’m not sure if anyone in our group wants to be named, so I’ll leave their names out, but after talking to this young man named Michael, I KNEW God wanted me to write about him, so I asked for his permission, and he said, “Yes.”
[Michael, if you’re reading this, I love you; we all love you; you’re an amazing young man; you’re not just an acquaintance; you’re our friend, so keep in touch; God has amazing plans for you!!] Continue reading
One Year Anniversary
July 26, 2014
For a long time, I thought that being a good Christian meant going to church and reading your bible. I really didn’t understand the depth of freedom that was possible, so I lived my life on the surface, but once I found out the truth and started to live it, God called me to be re-baptized, and I listened.
When you don’t know who you are in Christ, you’re bound to live life in a way that “seems” right but leads to spiritual darkness. That was the place I was living in: not declaring who I was, but always bringing up who I used to be and what I used to do. I’m not even sure if I’m explaining it right, but it’s how I lived, and it wasn’t very free at all. Eventually, I met someone who was freer than me and started listening. Continue reading
Stairwell of Prayer
So, last night after the Padre game, everyone was headed to the exits. We had sat near the very top and had a long ways down to go. The wait for the escalator seemed ridiculous, so we decided to take the stairs.
As we were walking down, along with a bunch of other people, I overheard a young man celebrating how that had been his first baseball game he’d ever seen all the way through. It was also his first time being sober at one. Continue reading
Worship Flags and Infinity Scarfs 