Timothy

You can’t swim in shallow water
Your can’t fly above the ground
You have to fan the flame to fire
Don’t settle for the easy round

Who will go with you to deeper waters
Or are there those that wait beyond?
Who will brave with you to higher places
They must let go of safety’s sound

Don’t hang around with heavy travelers
Who hate the burning heat of sun
Who say but, “Hush don’t start a fire.”
“Mellow down, please mellow down!”

You don’t belong to shores
But down the ocean
Where waters roar and spirits soar
You have to fuel fire and be burning
Let it burn, don’t let the vision drown

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Spirit to Spirit

Feed me

The world has numbed us to hunger

I am in a bubble of appeasement

Where I am stuffed

But never full

And this container

Is bleeding with but trickles

While my other side

Thinks I am fed and fine

I have two vessels

The world, it has appeased but one

Upon the other, my survival and my life

Depends

Unblind me

From the empty that is hidden

And that this flatulence can never fill

And only Your Word, Your Flesh and Blood, will

dear guitar, why aren’t you here yet?

hello guitar

I know I know. I look scary in this photo. But I miss playing with my guitar. Oh no no. I’m not a good guitar player. I’m not sure if I will pass for averagely skilled. But I used to play a lot and get lost in new melodies and words. Now, and for quite a bit too long a while now, it has been difficult to find my voice back. I mean, I can lead worship in a small group. I can sing in the Spirit when leading. I can press in. But when I’m alone, I find myself kind of lost for words and meaning. There was a time when leading a group into God’s presence was harder than entering His presence in worship (on my own and home alone). But now, these two have literally switched places. I hardly find new songs coming out when I’m alone with God. This makes me think that everything that happens in the prayer group must be pure grace from God. I must be backslidden and the only thing that’s helping me lead worship is God’s unlimited grace for the backslidden.

But this doesn’t mean I don’t want to find my voice again. But it’s not really about the words, the tune or the new songs. It’s that laid down position of my heart that I miss. That kind of heart that enters without any plans of coming out. That heart that melts right that very first second it turns itself to awareness of God’s presence. That kind of heart that considers God’s omnipresence the same as His manifest presence. There is no difference because where God is, He is also felt.

And so I came by to post this one to say I miss my guitar. It’s not home right now. And I miss playing with my guitar and singing with my guitar. But at the heart of it all, it’s really God’s presence that I miss. I wish August will not leave me the same.

Like Fish Out of Water

I watch you breathe
You’re like a fish out of water
Inhaling long
Gasping sharply towards the end
Who understands
The vacuum that grips your bosom
To quench a thirst
That pains you white
With love undone

But we are all like
Fish outside a river
But few are gasping
Most are unaware like me
That life has numbed our hunger

Remind me how
I used to dream of oceans
Remind me now
As I watch you gasp for breath

Foretaste

We just ended a worship-prayer meeting time with two tenants. Most of them were absent. But it was an awesome time of just magnifying who God is. And we agreed to move the worship meeting to 6am Thursdays so that the rest of the members of our group can join. To make sure they are available to join.

I was so blessed to hear Nathan’s heart for unity amongst different churches, us being from different local churches with one heart – to see Jesus glorified in the dorm and in the campus. I was also blessed by his heart for worshipping God. Such a worshipper. One of those dudes who could stay in God’s presence for HOURS. Faith has the same heart for worship. Addicts, if you wish to call them that… I must say, God encouraged me big time by allowing me to hear their hearts and thoughts.

Years ago, I prayed so may words. In a span of several years, I prayed. Various prayers with various people. Sometimes alone. People came in and left. Seasons changed. I transitioned from full time work to full time unemployment to part time volunteer- part time freelancer to full time freelancer to employed again. My prayers transitioned from faith to faith to faith. But now, the prayers have turned into answers. To my surprise and to the a place that makes me wide-eyed. I prayed for this. Specifically, for this. I dreamed this, shed tears for this, travailed for this, stayed awake for this, twisted and turned in my bed for this. This, which I see now. No, not yet the fulfillment of my biggest dream, but the signs that precede it, the provision that leads to it, the posts that point to it.

When you see the specifics of words you’ve uttered walking right before your eyes, you know you’ve struck gold. You have prayed right because you have prayed the very heart of God and now you know you are unstoppable. With such a heart, you are unstoppable. Nothing can hinder you if God is for you. And yes, He is with us. And so we continue to press on. We go on. We keep doing what we know is right. And this time, we do them even with more exuberance in our spirits. We’ve tasted the surface. We know what’s underneath. We scrape off the layers that separate dream and reality. Heaven is for real. And dreams do come to knock at your door.

The word was holy holy holy… the earth is full of your glory. We sense the call to hunger. The call to glory. The call to be swept away. The image is a vast sky on a starry night, a raging torrent, an endless ocean and a rising flood. The God that calls us is a god of increase. A god who will show us His glory. And will fill us with it.

My our actions speak boldly of this passion. 247. worship. prayer. revival. reformation. On with the revolution.

Corporate Desperation

I miss corporate desperation. I have met very few who are willing to sell their dignity in exchange for more of God. I have met very few who are more than willing to risk it all. Who are willing to sacrifice. I am not just talking about falling face down on the ground and soiling your face during a worship meeting. I mean, I have seen very few who esteem God’s presence more than sleep, rest, convenience, high grades, a good job, reputation, money, food, and more than anything, that grueling task of having to wait, until… without complaining, without the whining, the shrinking back, regretting, bargaining… but with expectation, and a humble reverence for God’s wisdom, in we give it to His pleasure to choose when to come. Our love’s expression is to wait humbly, with fervent desire and anticipation.

I have met very few. And after 10 years of waiting, I am still hoping to see more of them arise. Will you be one of them?

Will you work for a Jesus Revolution?

photo via Fire School of Ministry

Show Us Your Glory

I’m not here to just get by
‘Created me to walk a life on fire
I’m not here to just walk by
Release your glory in my life

Life is not about survival
Life is not about getting man’s approval
Most of all, life is not about drifting by
Even during war or famine
Or better yet, especially during war and famine –
Whether physical or spiritual –
Glory awaits to be released.

There is a place where grace is found.
And some of us have gone there,
‘Were satisfied to find breath for our day-to-day.
But there’s also a place where fire and glory fall
And some of us have received
Hear this though, it’s not right to get consumed
Just for our satisfaction!

Let’s shift our preoccupations
Go from inward to outward
For a generation is waiting to see
What is the true meaning of extra-ordinary.

I think, everyday, God’s glory is wooing
Us into the heavenly. He is asking,
“Who are desperately, dying to bring heaven to Earth?
Whatever that looks like.
Please show us God.

“…and I saw a throne in heaven and someone sitting on it. The one sitting on the throne was as brilliant as gemstones—like jasper and carnelian. And the glow of an emerald circled his throne like a rainbow. Twenty-four thrones surrounded him, and twenty-four elders sat on them. They were all clothed in white and had gold crowns on their heads. From the throne came flashes of lightning and the rumble of thunder. And in front of the throne were seven torches with burning flames. This is the sevenfold Spirit of God.” Rev. 4:2-5 (NLT)

“May your Kingdom come soon. May your will be done on earth, as it is in heaven.” Mt. 6:10 (NLT)