Showing posts with label Christian life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christian life. Show all posts

Saturday, 9 January 2021

Some of the Adventures since 1972

 

Chris Welch tuning for a Theatrical Recording at Chichester Festival Theatre

I'm not saying this in the flesh to try to impress you . Just to encourage you that this stuff works.
1972 Jesus Move and revival in my school. Head boy even converted.
1973 Graham Pulkingham and the Fisherfolk hold one of the only school evangelism weeks they ever did in our little Grammar school
1973 1973-5 Housechurch Move London culminating in Albert Hall
1974 was around for when Basilea Schlink turned Chairman Mao back from swooping with his army on Europe . Next thing Kissinger is having tea with Mao and Nixon They put things off until now
1976 -8 the Major Bible weeks with angelic goings on reported in the Press
1977 Plonked in West Germany in just about the only town having a revival in a theological Catholic seminary of all places. Skipping down Paderborn High Street with a newly converted nun Julie Andrews style
!977-8 saw some goings on in our halls of residence in Exeter University
1978 Plonked in Northern France with a family commissioned by Oral Roberts to form a Ville de refuge /city of refuge there
Nov 1978 Plonked in Emsworth church community the very week that Jim Jones massacre occurred. My Mum went berserk with worry. Emsworth was in fact where some amazing apostles were based or were passing through. Just about the only people on the planet in those days with a Biblical Vision of Church as Jesus describes it Himself in Revelation 12. Including the guy that triggered the national Argentina revival in Peron's years.
1985 Helped be a part of establishing a French Church in Paris.
1978-87 Crashed through a version of Romans 7, and was brought through into the start of the thirdlevel , before anybody seemed to know what it was.
1988 Crashed into a group that new what the thirdlevel was, and taught it. They had learned off Norman Grubb who'd spent 60 years seeking God how to articulate it.
1988-84 various intercessions including that God would raise up Christian media in Britain after the House of Lords shut down UCB's main AM station given by Moscow to them when USSR fell. 1984 God brought Wendy and Rory Alec of God Channel to my little house. 6 months before they even knew they were doing God Channel.
2002-12 Began the tricky task of teaching thirdlevel stuff to secondlevel churches and started learning some of their evasive tactics.
2008 Began the first thirdlevel blog to incorporate both the Galatian 2.20 teachings and the teachings about Shekinah anointing....because they BOTH are sombined in the Holiest place Church as we see in Acts 2 but everybody in the world has forgotten
2009 came on Facebook and part of a Move on here that's been a bit like Adullam's Cave ready for this nutty Lockdown period when whole churches have all gone on the internet after laughing at us for years. In 1973-5 all the housechurches saw us transition from firstlevel churches to secondlevel churches, via travelling all the way to Billy Richards Slough, or Emsworth, or South Chard, to meeting in front rooms to fullfledged churches in hired halls then buying places.
 The thirdlevel church is about to roll out in the same way right across the church. All the Bible churches had guys who understood the 1 John 1 and 1 John 2 protocols. Nobody today has a clue anywhere and still builds pyramid ministries around their own names and titels because they dont yet know how real Jesus is. Luckily we are about to learn. The sharper ones will notice I missed Toronto , Pensacola, and Brownsville. But I did watch Lakeland Florida, and our church members went. so basically if God says something , you can take it to the Bank.

Friday, 30 December 2011

Meet Lynelle : Brown To Green,Dead To Alive

Brown to Green, Dead to Alive   from Eternal Dance  Blog


A year ago today
I checked myself into a mental hospital
A year ago today
I no longer wanted to be on this planet
I felt I could no longer bear it
. . . could no longer tolerate my own existence
As I told the intake worker
I was a dry, dead leaf 
that crumbles in your hand
and 
falls away
Empty, dead, lifeless.
It really fell apart for me
when I realized (i.e. decided to believe)
 I was unable to give to others
I had nothing to offer anyone
and actually seemed to make things worse
with my presence
What a difference a year makes!
The dead leaf is now alive, green and growing
The darkness and death within me
are now bright, big open spaces, beautiful life!
Joy.  Meaning.  Love.  Peace.
Are now mine.


To any who say miracles don't happen
They do!
To those of you who told me again and again
that people never change
Yes, they can,
and do!
Perhaps, it's a semantics thing
The whole change issue.
My husband and I are both becoming more and more
our true selves
We are ridding ourselves of the encumbrances;
the lies that held us captive
to death giving habits of thought;
of never ending cycles of hurt and resentment.
As we've let go of the fear
we've discovered we actually like each other!
And are very much in love.
What?!
There was no hint;
nothing
to indicate this as a possible scenario.
For many, many years.
Fear blocks love
Damage and betrayal -
Hopes dashed again and again . . . 
result in walls
and a tendency to hide.
I am telling you
That the more you focus on becoming
a healthy happy adult human,
and give freedom and kindness
to those you love
Change will happen.
Only try to change self 
(along the way learning to love yourself)
And allow others to be whoever they are;
(allow yourself to be whoever you are)
Give them space to decide who they want to be.
You will both become free-er.
Happier.
Kinder.
Etc.
Day after day
I am happy!
A strange, new reality.
It's real
It is deep.
I continue to explore and strengthen 
understanding and love
of my deeper, heart self
I continue to rest in the arms of Eternity
Delving into Mystery
Swimming in Love
Trusting.
Trusting that the Universe is good.
Believing, even when I see a whole lot of bad
Knowing that we each carry that seed of love and goodness
deep within
The memory of our true, beautiful selves.
Believing that with desire
and much patience!
We will draw closer and closer to that heart.
The seed will emerge and grow
Dead doesn't always really mean dead.
I am green and growing
It took a long time to get here
All that time was part of my process
It takes what it takes
Much of the ride
was hell,
but now I have a piece of heaven.
As I said in my last post;
Don't quit before the miracle happens!

Wednesday, 30 June 2010

Poem : Play by Brian Coatney (today)




Play



I can always hear from God

straight up,

but often it’s fun to hear Him

through you:

either is fine to do;

the nice thing about the latter way,

is that it’s one of God’s,

thus our, favorite ways to play.



When you don’t know

the straight-up way,

you chase ministers all the time,

frustrated not to get enough,

and this is not a crime, deliberately done,

but doesn’t sound the ultimate chime

of playing things either way.



The main thing is to hear;

yes, without that

one is always guessing,

seeking God’s will like

a dart game with the board

way too far away,

which I would find distressing.



God doesn’t make the game that hard;

serious workers do—

like I once was,

where if you make things too easy,

the game doesn’t fit one’s pride,

leaving one flapping around

without enough to do.

That might dangerously lead

to a look on the inside.



But when it’s OK to score every time,

dart to the bull’s-eye—

oh, not without tension,

and loads of suspense all along

(Please don’t consider those things wrong)—

then the game is always certain and fun,

without unbelief about the outcome

when all is said and done.



BC/6-30-2010