sounds like God's been speaking all along..... wish we'd get it..... and live it.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
Larry went Home yesterday- Here's want he wanted to share.
I feel like a prize in a box of cracker jacks with God's hand reaching down to pick me up. I have been under medical care for months. My wounds are getting bigger. I have trouble breathing. I am ready to fly home.
My brother Charles is right, I won't be here much longer. I can't do anything about it. My heart is too weak. I want to say goodbye to everyone. In the past you have generously supported me with prayer and finance and we will probably still need financial help.
My plan is to be buried in a simple pine box with some flowers inside. But still it will be costly because of funeral arrangement, transportation to the gravesite, entombment, coordination, legal papers etc. However money is not really what I need, I want to say I love you.
I'd like to push back the darkness with my bravest effort. There will be a funeral posted here on the website, in case some of you want to attend. We are not sure of the date when I will die. Goodbye, farewell, we will meet again.
Goodbye, farewell, we'll meet again
Somewhere beyond the sky.
I pray that you will stay with God
Goodbye, my friends, goodbye.
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
ok this is my old buddy Steve..... too many beers and late smokey open mic nights in Jersey.... but still had a gift for words that always moved my heart. Can't count how many nights i did harmony - and a few leads... wish he had more of his stuff to access. It was the days where music filled the air... in places called "the waiting room", "the Cove"... and strange nights on Bleaker St. in NYC.... still give me a smile. Cuz what was on the radio couldn't touch the heart in the 80's.... but there were a few sacred spaces, where those "unknowns" - were shooting stars - and burned bright. Cheers Steve... luv ya.
HA! this was the second song i ever sang in a "church" setting..... in a duet. this was written my a brilliant writer and theologian .... Mr. Michael Card. I've just been in a place where some of the places of my heart was touched, moved and propelled by His hand....
This was the first songs i ever performed in a little church when i was about 12.....
Sad part... was my mom showed up... heard the first verse... and walked out the door. Took everything in me to finish it with out bursting into tears... that rejection went deep. But the reason i sang it... was because even at that young age... it was a prayer of my heart. I could see the pain... feel it... ect....
But i knew in my being.... even then, that my hearts prayer was that when they heard me sing... or met my eyes.... HIS Kids would see HIS EYES in my Heart and Spirit.....
It was the first time i Ever sang in Church..... nothing like prophetic at 12.
Thought i'd share it.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
My bathroom at my old house was all Pooh stuff, cuz you went poo there...
Sooooo was in a childlike space this morning.. started to remember the words to this.. and took a gander just to see if it was out... Nice harmony - made my child's heart smile.
Friday, February 08, 2008
beyond modern... beyond... post modern...
it's just plain CLASSIC.....
catch the groove!!!!!
Gotta love it!
Thursday, February 07, 2008
HA! Classic stuff.... Don Potter, Susie Will, Joanne McFadder...
I think the thing i've always loved about this type of worship is that not even the artists know where its gonna go next. Prophetic sound bits of His love.
Never mind the fact that Don just makes it look toooooo freakin easy on that guitar!
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
i've always loved leonard's passion....
watched... listened.... sat under that ministry ...
and i know it's valid..... so i trust His revelation.
cuz i know it's the revealing of God's heart to him... and he has always been a salient voice.... in the battle.
so lets wrestle in that space and KNOW HIS blessing.
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
for the past 10 years i've been speaking of the underground.....church........... it's been afraid... it's been holding back based on past wounds. I am a part of it... and i've been held back.... yet ... that's never been my heart to hold back. It's been the spirit of fear.... that has tried to hold captive passion... at arms distance..... well my arm are tired of holding back.... and my heart yearns for which the Father holds.... let Him captivate you. you were once captive... but no longer.... let Him that holds all passion in His Grasps..... Hold You.... and hold us.