things in the sky

“I really like things in the sky.”

– me, in response to a compliment about my earrings with hot air balloons on them

“Hahahaha. You sound like such a mystic.”

– Nick Moon, in response to the blank looks of the people I’d just spoken to


“Come up here.”

– Jesus (Revelation 4:1), in response to John as he gazes at an OPEN door in heaven

to love without judgment

A French priest, conducting a retreat, said,

To love anyone is to hope in him always.


From the moment at which we begin to judge anyone,


to limit our confidence in him,


from the moment at which we identify (pigeonhole) him,

and so reduce him to that,


we cease to love him, and he ceases to be able to become better.


We must dare to love in a world that does not know how to love.

(Walking on Water by Madeleine L’ Engle, page 127)

My friend Caitlin’s video from the streets of New York City:

School of Supernatural Creativity

Looking for a splendid twirl into the depths of creativity? Wanting to release your inner artist? Happily artistic and wanting to step out in more confidence? Whether you consider yourself an artist or not, you should COME TO THE SCHOOL OF SUPERNATURAL CREATIVITY at Bethel Church! It is going to be INCREDIBLE!!!!! Tell your friends! Get a group and hop over to Redding! Be refreshed in the Presence of Father God!

Come Come Come! May 24-27!!!!

This includes: visual arts, writing, fashion design, theatre, photography, dance, media, film, etc. It will be inspiring!

For More Information and to Register:

http://www.ibethel.org/events/2011/02/bethel-school-of-supernatural-creativity-redding-ca

❤ Baghdad ❤

15 years ago a dream seed was planted in the soil of my heart. Long before that Abraham looked up  into a night sky and dared to believe a distant promise. (Genesis 15) Later, 10-20 years later, he had his Isaac. This year I get to have my Baghdad. I get to go somewhere my heart has dreamed of for quite some time.

God’s word to Abraham rings, like a loud top spinning into silence on a hardwood floor. Its frenzy and its stillness enthrall one’s ears and one’s being. All my cells love his voice. They hush to listen. They lean against my skin as a child to a door, and they intently listen. What they hear electrifies them into ecstasy. He has a way with words.

“Do not be afraid, Abram.


I am your shield,


your very great reward.”

(Genesis 15:1)

That’s it. Those are His words.

I love God. He is not only our protection, he is our promise. His Presence is both shield and reward.

In honor of my Father, the Creator, and the one who LOVES cities: here are some illustrations of sweet, beautiful Baghdad, Iraq – by a man who was born there in 1964. Nuzzle your heart’s ears against the door, listen for heaven’s words, heaven’s secrets, heaven’s dreams for this priceless city and its people. Shhhh…. listen. Papa God is speaking. . .

He has dreams for Baghdad and He wants to let His sons and daughters in on them.

“It is the glory of God to conceal a matter;
to search out a matter is the glory of kings.”

(Proverbs 25:2)

* impossABILITY *

“In order to attain the impossible, one must attempt the absurd.”

– Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra (Spanish writer, author of the masterwork ‘El quijote’, 1547-1616)


“Love feels no burden,

thinks nothing of trouble,

attempts what is above its strength,

pleads no excuse of impossibility;

for it thinks all things lawful for itself,

and all things possible.”

– Thomas Kempis

My friend and Central Asia travel partner, Laura, assembled a DREAM BOOK consisting of the dreams of students at Bethel School of Supernatural Ministry, where I am currently finishing my second year. I suggest browsing our dreams here:

http://www.blurb.com/bookstore/detail/2167122

Be inspired. Write out your own dreams. Smash boxes. Dream the “impossible” dream. : )

Let the earth intrigue you with wonder

“After the one extravagant gesture of creation in the first place,

the universe has continued to deal exclusively in extravagances,

flinging intricacies and colossi down aeons of emptiness,

heaping profusions on profligacies with ever-fresh vigor.

The whole show has been on fire from the word go.

I come down to the water to cool my eyes.

But everywhere I look I see fire;

that which isn’t flint is tinder,

and the whole world sparks and flames.”

— Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek        (one of my all-time favorite authors)