I've been continuing my efforts to finish A Primer on Spiritual Warfare, a blog I wrote while we were attempting to plant a new church, Living Water Fellowship, in Butte, Montana. There are a couple of new posts there and here's a link to it. It is an on-going project, so I suggest you follow it to get notifications of when I post. If you haven't read the beginning of the blog (and are interested in the topic) scroll down to the bottom and read from th
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Life is like a river bottom. Small pebbles fill the gaps between large boulders and stones. It is there in the cracks and holes between the pebbles, that living things thrive. Sure, life can be found under the large stones too, but it’s the small pebbles...
It was an intensely interesting conversation. Two young people sat at the table with Ruth and me, our pastor and a couple of other people, discussing the books they were writing. Both were involved in Christian ministry. It was fun to join into the conversation with them since I had already published a book (albeit a nonfiction book rather than their fiction stor
On the first Sunday of October 2011 Ruth and I held the last service of Living Water Fellowship Church. I preached to an empty room (except for Ruth) that morning. During the four preceding years we had been attempting to plant Living Water Fellowship Church in Butte, Montana and, fully expecting that God was going to gather to us chosen people who would help make it work, I had written a blog dealing with the subject of Spiritual Warfare as a primer for people who were coming on board. There is a lot of good insight contained in that blog and I intend to leave it up -- but I need to bri
Last summer, after the political conventions were over, the Lord showed me that the two choices being offered to the American people were, on one hand, a judgement on our nation or, on the other, an opportunity to obtain mercy.
For those of you interested in the Prophetic Movement and are seeking to understand what God is doing these days with what seems like a bizarre and aberrant ministry, here are some thoughts you might be interested in.
Well, our stray kitty keeps teaching me lessons. Our primary goal with this cat is simply to show it some kindness and make its life easier. We've been quite successful at that. He's put on weight, his fur is sleek and shiny and he is much calmer. Clearly he feels secure living in our yard. (I still haven't discovered where he sleeps!) The first lesson Cat taught me was that when we are dealing with "stray" people we are foolish indeed if we set our goals any higher than our goals with this cat.
This is a repost of a piece my mother wrote about a very special dog. Enjoy!
In the late 1980's circumstances forced us to move from our country home to the city. Since we couldn't take our much-loved dog, Gretchen, with us, we left her with my parents in Fairfield, Idaho on the family farm. Gretchen thrived there and she became my parent's dog. She would go with them on their walks and follow dad everywhere on the farm. Then she was accidentally killed. Here is a short piece my mother wrote shortly after that happened.