last weekend

This is one of those terribly selfish notes where I make a list of events to leave a bookmark in the electronic jungle of modern life.

Friday, I went to meet Charlotte at the City Church for lunch. Two minutes away from the church, Bjork ambushed me:

"His embrace, a fortress
It fuels me
And places a skeleton of trust
Right beneath us
Bone by bone
Stone by stone

If you ask yourself patiently and carefully:

Who is it?
Who is it that never lets you down?
Who is it that gave you back your crown?
And the ornaments are going around
Now they're handing it over
Handing it over

He demands a closeness
We all have earned a lightness
Carry my joy on the left
Carry my pain on the right"
-"Who is it?" Björk

I walked in to intern chapel and was promptly ambushed again as Rachel Hickson, the guest for the weekend, initiated a ministry time for people called to missions. I set my bag down and went forward to receive a completely right on and affirming word on identity and calling and passion to see a Kingdom movement birthed.

Saturday I struggled with tracking guitar parts for two War and Cinema songs. I ended up getting inspired and excited by the virtual instruments in Pro Tools 8 and Tom Erbe's delays and I'm already hearing sounds for the next album. Saturday night prayer time ended with three specific words. Rachel Hickson led with fresh creativity for this season. Pastor Tami had the image of carefulness in signing a contract, a Joshua 9 kind of a warning. Pastor Jerry prayed for, amongst other things, a lifting anointing, a kind of lightness in yoke.

Sunday morning, Nic dropped a ridiculous chunk of Isaiah 62, leaving me tripping out on crowns, satisfied in God, encouraged to mentor and curious about a name change. I bought a pair of cowboy boots in Escondido. After some miscommunication on my part and after a God ordained conversation between Charlotte and JoAnn, the Vallese family again extended their desire to have me as a renter. So come July, I'll be living with them in Poway. (I need a roommate there, by the way.) The weekend reminded me that prophecy isn't about finding direction more than confirming what God has been doing and showing a person. Totally praise worthy.