Alone

I believe that when we set aside time and make it a priority to withdraw and to be alone with God, we open up a new reservoir of inner, spiritual strength that we are able to drink deeply of, and thus emerge from the private wilderness into the public life with newfound courage, purpose and joy. When we meet God in the secret place, the wilderness of fasting and prayer, we truly encounter his being in a way that we would not otherwise experience in day to day activities. It is this newfound, fresh, intimately absorbed knowledge of God that we then live out in our respective walks. I know that if we can stand before God himself, being alone with the King of Glory, we can also stand powerfully and courageously before any person in this world in the knowledge of the victories of Christ and the transcendent majesty of our Savior God.

 

 

Alone

I believe that when we set aside time and make it a priority to withdraw and to be alone with God, we open up a new reservoir of inner, spiritual strength that we are able to drink deeply of, and thus emerge from the private wilderness into the public life with newfound courage, purpose and joy. When we meet God in the secret place, the wilderness of fasting and prayer, we truly encounter his being in a way that we would not otherwise experience in day to day activities. It is this newfound, fresh, intimately absorbed knowledge of God that we then live out in our respective walks. I know that if we can stand before God himself, being alone with the King of Glory, we can also stand powerfully and courageously before any person in this world in the knowledge of the victories of Christ and the transcendent majesty of our Savior God.

 

 

Journey

The broad, wide road is straight, quick, barren. Like a paved highway with gates and rails.

Steel and asphalt. Lifeless. we can see all the way to the end, without mystery or expectation.

But the narrow road is a quaint little dirt path, twisting, turning, overgrown. full of life. Slender plants, towering trees,  jagged rocks, stunning flowers, twirling vines all accompany this trail of discovery. The path rises and falls. Like En Gedi. An ascent weaving through bubbling streams and shady thickets, misting waterfalls and rapid brooks.  We usually can't see that far ahead, even just around the corner; we don't know where the trail leads or where the journey will take us; there is always something novel and surprising waiting. Who knows what we'll find, or who we'll meet? Something new, something different. something breathtaking.

We change so much, but don't always realize it. The fact is, that when we encounter the living God, everything changes.

Everything that we are now and becoming; everything that we would not have been, having not been encountered by God, this the dramatic, transformative change that we can't always see, and aren't always aware of.

inner music

  
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sometimes I love to sit down and just play the piano. I let a flow establish. I try and translate thoughts and feelings into the music, but often the translation isn't perfect, things are lost, or just unable to be embodied. nevertheless, it soothes a soul at times, and unwinds a mind. Music that has never been created before, and will never be created again. I've started to preserve these candid minutes. You are welcome to join me in the journey.

inner music

  
Download now or listen on posterous

2a.mp3 (6989 KB)

sometimes I love to sit down and just play the piano. I let a flow establish. I try and translate thoughts and feelings into the music, but often the translation isn't perfect, things are lost, or just unable to be embodied. nevertheless, it soothes a soul at times, and unwinds a mind. Music that has never been created before, and will never be created again. I've started to preserve these candid minutes. You are welcome to join me in the journey.

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Adonai: ‎"You're outnumbered... You need more men."
Brent: "There are none."
Adonai: "There are those who dwell in the mountain."

Brent: "Murderers! Traitors! You would call upon them to fight? They believe in nothing. They answer to no one."
Adonai: "They will answer to the King."

Adonai: ‎"..., Flame of the West, forged from the shards"
Brent: "he will not have forgotten the sword... The blade that was broken shall return"

Adonai: "The man who can wield the power of this sword can summon to him an army more deadly than any that walks this earth... Become who you were born to be. Take the Road."

Adonai: "I give hope to men."
Brent: "I keep none for myself."

Indeed I am outnumbered. I have only a small fellowship that is with me. The task seems hopelessly huge. The history grievous, the hearts of stone immovable.

The mountain...

Where I was once a citizen. Indeed I am a murderer, a traitor. I fors ook the King, and deserved death, judgment, eternal fire. The others in the mountain,
they remain dead, truly believing nothing, answering only to the selfish desires. My Lord tells me, "They will answer to the King." I take his Word! He calls
the dead men to life, the traitors to loyalty and the murderers to repentance. He called me, and gave me...

The sword...

A flame from the west, ignited and blazing with zeal. Itself sharp, double edged, forged, tempered with shards of the broken man.
My enemy indeed has not forgotten the Sword that crippled him. The Sword that defeated him. The broken made whole, will return.

Yet would I wield that Eternal Sword, having the strength to grasp it! or the compassion...

Summoned to me would be the deadliest army this world has ever seen. More than any of the earth. They, we, are not of this world. I must become who I was born to be. I will walk the road...

He gives hope to us.  I wil l keep none for myself, yet share it with all, for all must know of t his great hope...

        The LORD strong and mighty, the LORD mighty in battle.