New Years Evely

My goodness, I have been a delinquant... delinciuant... uh.... a guy who has not been posting much lately.

And this one is going to be painfully short. David, Bryan and Andy are all here. Shauna and Heath arrive today as well. Andy leaves tomorrow. Bryan, David, Shauna, Heath all probably leave later that day. We're all going out to our cabin today. New Years eve will be grand.

We're going to Starbucks this morning.

Can I fill this entry with much more meaningless and random information?

Probably. But I think I'll stop here.

I Wrote a Poem

Maybe it was to offset the horrific picture I posted on my last entry, but I wrote a little poem. Well... I don't know if I wrote it... I was hanging out with God and started to hear the words. So maybe it was a collaboration of team with with God. Does that even make sense? Who cares...

Ever feel like you're stradling the Jordan?
One foot where you want to be
One where you never want to be again
Feeling Holy hope
And utter desolation
Lost in all fear
And wonderfully home

Me too
Me too
I as well

This road that you walk
Isn't going to be the last one
I've gone that way
Feel lonely no more

Me too
Me too
I as well

Me too
Me too
I as well

Nani and possibly my best picture yet...

Hello one and all. And a very special hello to those of you reading whom I have never met! So cool to have you peer into the ramblings that fall out of my head.

I'd like to introduce you all to my new friend Nani. He's a little guy. White. Shining white, actually. And silver, strangely enough. Most people know him as iPod Nano, but I called him Nani so we could bond further.

My old iPod Shuffle is missing in action somewhere on the Lakeside YWAM base in Montana. It'll probably turn up later on. And when it does I just may auction the thing off to the highest blog bidder with all my Kayle Points that I have handed out.

Anyways...

I'm so amazed with technology these days. In my hand I hold this crazy little thing not much bigger then my business cards and it holds 2 GB of storage space. I remember the first computer our family ever got and it had 40 Megs of memory. And we were on the cutting edge. Yikes. And not only does little Nani hold music, but I can stick pictures in there, my entire address book, notes, my daytimer, an alarm clock throughout the day, change the language to Russian or Japanese, play with a ton of EQ settings and even create my own. I can now load up whole sermons, the Bible to be like my brother and my dad, and who knows what else.

This can actually make me more productive. Amazing.

And.... get ready for it... I will be doing the unthinkable for a Kayle... I will be getting a cell phone. AAAAAAAAAA!!!! This is a sure sign that Jesus is returning soon. This is the last thing I've ever wanted to do, but it appears that it may be neccessary to do so. Well, it is kind of neccessary. With making meeting times with MPs, Senators and churches all over the place it becomes rather important to have an official phone line rather then to call my house and leave a message on our family phone.

So since these next few weeks will hold a lot of meetings with MPs and churches I should probably get on that. Maybe even update my business cards. And open a couple more bank accounts. Yikes... these are the very things that people like me do not always like doing. I just want to be able to snap my fingers and have it done. I'm not that rich yet, so I guess I can do the dirty work myself. hahahahaha!!

I'm kind of wierd like that. If it's for someone else, I wouldn't mind doing it. In fact, I'd have fun. But if it's for me suddenly I get intimated and don't really feel like doing it. Wacky internal workings, huh? But since when have I been a normal one?

Pray for me.... hahaha.... no really!



And Jesus said he would give us the keys to the Kingdom!?!??!! Amazingly enough... yes!!

Christmas Stories...

Since there is no snow our lake is a perfect sheet of flat frozen ice. Last night we strapped on the old speed-skates and went for a spin. It was warm, still and.... VERY VERY DARK!! I nearly ate Aaron's skates when he hit a large crack and did a spectacular face skid. Skating in the dark on the middle of the lake is possibly not the smartest thing to do, but we had fun anyway. Then my body reminded me that I haven't been all that active lately and can't skate like I used to. Still, it was wonderful to be free on the ice and feel the wind in my face again... and how many times do you get to skate in the middle of the night, on the middle of a lake and just go forever?

Today was grand. Christmas. Hmmmmm.... I love it. Got a grand haul because that is what Christmas is all about. Gifts. Gifts that represent amazing stuff coming to you.

Got a lot of money, the freaking NARNIA CD already, a travel ceramic hair straightener (how do you spell that??), a sweet shirt from Buffalo, a wonderful book I have been wanting for a long time called, "The Longing for Home" and a bunch of other neat things.

Somehow, and this truly is an act of God, Andy bought the Narnia soundtrack right out from under my nose. He was with me the entire time and got the thing somehow without me noticing and right in front of my face. I felt somewhat vindicated though because I bought his gift with him basically standing in line with me and he never really noticed either. But still... I was on a major scouting mission for that CD so how could I have missed that? 10 Batrillion shopping points are awarded to Andy for supreme shopping stealth.

I put away some of my Christmas cash to the "Go to Redding" fund which is helpful. It's getting closer people!

Now I have to begin schooling myself in the ways of hair straightening. I don't really know how to use one, but it seems rather simple. Get the thing hot. Stick it in my hair. Play around. Look even sexier. Yeah... hahahhahahhaha!!

Anywho... I gotta run now. I think I may give this thing a go tonight and see what happens.

Let me leave you with a wonderful quote from the Narnia CD:

"I am a magnet to all kinds of deeper wonderment...."

Christmas Don't Be Late...

Oh please, Christmas don't be late. The whole earth groans for your arrival. Finally the revelation of the sons of God can break forth. Finally we can walk right up to the Father and scruntch our faces into His robes and feel the deep laughter which shakes the distant galaxies.

Christmas is coming. Christmas is here. Christmas is coming. Christmas is here.

Christmas, don't be late.

Lord, show us the Father... that is all we need...

"Early" Morning

Today Andy and I are off to have breakfast with a certain Nathan. He is going back to Redding in a few days and this is the only time he had free. Should be good. I saw him briefly last night and said his time in Edmonton has been "so incredibly boring."

Poor, poor Nathan.

I read something last night that I wanted to post for you all to see...

"Why did he do it? A shack would have sufficed, but he gave us a mansion. Did he have to give the birds a song and the mountains a peak? Was he required to put stripes on the zebra and the hump on the camel?... Why wrap creation in such splendor? Why go to such trouble to give such gifts?

Why do you? You do the same. I've seen you searching for a gift. I've seen you stalking the malls and walking the aisles. I'm not talking about the obligatory gifts... I'm talking about that extra special person and that extra special gift... Why do you do it?... You do it so the heart will stop. You do it so the jaw will drop. You do it to hear those words of disbelief, "You did this for me?"

That's why you do it. And that is why God did it. Next time a sunrise steals your breath or a meadow of flowers leaves you speechless, remain that way. Say nothing and listen as heaven whispers, "Do you like it? I did it just for you."

Those are some words from this guy named Max Lucado. He's pretty good. Thought you'd like it too.

I'm off to eat a likely greasy breakfast now.

Gong Show Here We Come!!!

You heard it folks. Prepare yourself for the immanent arrival of the strongest gong show ever to hit our shores. How does one prepare for the gong show? You get cameras, video cameras, rubber pants for the amount of laughing you'll do and probably a helmet.

This gong show is going to take the form of Andy, Bryan, David, Heath, Shauna, Kayle, Ma and Pa Mumby all living under one roof for about four days. I just got off the phone with the majority of those people and this could be the greatest event of our time. Christmas? What's that? I'm excited for December 29th and the arrival of my friends!

Add in the rest of the Mumby Family, Peter and his crew and you got yourself one mess waiting to happen.

Pray for the perfect sledding conditions. And forgiving bone structures.

Hmmmm... what else to write? Today Andy, Peter and I had a very interesting conversation with a very Russian man outside of West Edmonton Mall. He worked at a music shop in the store selling pianos and violins and such. He called it his prision. We could hardly understand a word the guy was saying, but it was pretty cool. I love the Russian accent. And when they say really funny things... such as being employed by Environment Canada because he goes outside so many times to check the weather... and get away from his prision cell.

Strange people afoot.

And, I went into one of the bathrooms in West Ed, which is usually a fairly frightening experience, but this time it was much better. It was busy, people everywhere and a man sitting in one of the stalls was whistling away along with the christmas music playing. Best of all he was whistling along with the children's part in the song. That was a bit odd. Not the sort of thing I would do on the can in a public restroom.

We'll probably run into a good bunch more of them tomorrow. I'm meeting up with a guy I haven't seen in a long time on the Jasper Ave Starbucks. Jasper Ave brings out many wierdo's and it's great fun to watch. Heck... we'll be there... what more do you need?

CD RAGE!!!!

Okay... okay... deep breaths Kayle...

That Narnia soundtrack CD is the hardest CD to get. I have been trying in one way or another for about 10 days now and I still am emtpy handed. You'd think I'd be able to find it in a city this big. But no... apparently all of the stores in Edmonton only ordered one copy of the CD. I will be trying again today. Pray for me.

Andy, Peter and I watched a certain movie called, "The Village" last night. All I can say is WOW that is one incredible movie. No swearing. No sex. No real huge special effects. A good portion of playing with your mind. One INCREDIBLE and profound movie. You all need to watch it. It has returned hope to me that Hollywood does actually have it's own creativity and doesn't have to remake old movies because they ran out of ideas. And it has also returned hope that someone out there can make a good movie that tells a story and that story doesn't need to be told through how many people you can do, kill and if you can get the f-bomb count above 600 in the first few minutes.

I would tell you more about the movie, but I can't because it will wreak it for you. Just watch it. You'll be happy you did. And you'll sit there thinking for about an hour and a half after the fact.

That's my update for today. I am going to finish Christmas shopping today too. That will be a happy moment. And then the wrapping begins. That's a lengthy unhappy moment. So once again I'm hoping that there are a lot of gift bags left over somewhere in the house...

Cheers and stuff to you all!

And it begins

Does anyone know how to say "Merry Christmas" is Norwegian? This christmas our family is having a multi cultural celebration. Norwegia being represented by Andy and then the strange and mysterious culture of Mumby being represented by the rest of us.

We need to call National Geographic and have them do a documentary film on us. Did I ever mention that when Greg was here a few weeks ago we rode the Mind Bender and there is a slight chance that we will be in a National Geographic film? Yeah, they were there filming when we rode the coaster.

Anyway....

I picked up Andy from the bus station late last night. So awesome! Currently he is still sleeping and it's almost noon. But you are allowed to sleep when you have been studying your brains out for the last four months and have had a forced schedual and all that fun stuff.

This could be a particularly dangerous visit. After getting my sledding muscles all warmed up last weekend I have been iching to go again. I need to get my Red Deer boys up here to do it right. AND Andy said last night that he would give anything to go to the drop in gymnastics with David and Bryan down in Red Deer, so if I choose to not use wisdom and join them I will probably be putting in a large entry about my latest heanous injury.

I've been careful these last few years. Those of you who know me in Redding know that my physical safety was often not high up on my list of priorities. That is why I:

a) Ripped my sternum, thought I was having a massive heart attack, called home to say my last words and nearly drove to the hospital. But my dad counselled me not to and get checked out my my chiropractor. They said, "GO TO THE HOSPITAL YOU STUPID CHILD!!" and I made the doctors laugh because they couldn't figure out how it was possible that the x-rays showed my sterum ripped to shreds

b) Landed on my neck after attempting a back-flip off a swing, which also nearly caused Daniel to get beaten up by a grumpy man. There was shocked silence as the bystanders waited to see if I was breathing and Daniel said, "Oh, it's alright. He's Canadian." To which grumpy man replied very angrily, "What's wrong with Canadian's? My wife is Canadian??" Yeah... Daniel and Michelle had to scoop me up and get me out of there fast before an international incident began

c) Nearly severed a nerve in my right hand after BASHING it against a table in a resturant. Only I yelled at the top of my lungs, "I THINK I SEVERED A VERN!!" I think this is also when Katieann ate an entire hot pepper and we found her in the bathroom with her face in the sink running water into her mouth and crying

d) Fell flat on my face while walking across a sidewalk, only to have it be video-taped and probably be the funniest thing ever caught on film

e) Dressed up as a giant pumpkin on Halloween only to realize that my suit was waaaay too fat to possibly drive the car I was in. And I couldn't reach the gear shifter so I had to have my friend shift for me. No serious injuries happened, but still... not too smart

f) Drove in a car with Katieann. Enough said. I still have the mirror that flew off and hit her in the head in the accident.

g) Slipped through the ladder to our loft, fell backwards and nearly shattered my shins because I was running and laughing too hard and trying to get up to the loft as fast as possible

I should probably stop now. Although there is a great deal more. You probably have a story of your own. Maybe the time I put the sleeping bag over my head, turned into the evil man eating worm and sprinted across the field at our school of ministry campout only to trip on rocks because I was running blind and dig my head into the ground? Yeah... that was a good one too.

See... bet you didn't believe me that I dressed up as a pumpkin...

It couldn't be anymore beautiful...

I watched Chronicles of Narnia again with my family tonight. Wow... what an incredible movie. It's even more incredible if you watch it with your spirit. Don't really know how to describe that, but give it a shot and see what happens.

I often search for words to describe how I feel in the midst of being with God. I generally fail. So I have an endless search to find pictures, songs, creation, memories to help articulate to people what goes on in my head. One day I'd like to have some sort of contraption that I can strap on to your head to give you and idea. We'd have to make it quick before the really wacky thoughts get transmitted and you loose your sanity.

There is a song that plays at the end of the Narnia movie that the first time I heard it, I nearly exploded. There was a brief moment when my heart and my spirit started to shout, "YES YES!! That's it!! That describes it perfectly!!"

And then starts the near endless search for the song itself, because you'd better believe I want it playing around me 24/7 for the next ten years. It took me the better part of an hour, but I finally dug out the lyrics. All I can find on the web are 10 second sound bytes of the song, but at least I did finally find the right CD to buy. I searched a couple times for it, but I guess it has only been released through HMV... of which Peter and I walked right by today as we purchased an Americano before setting up a meeting with an MP.

My... that was a long winded sentence.

Anyway... I'd better just post the lyrics. Hope you enjoy them. I know I did for finally this describes but a snippit of the near constant explosions going on in my heart when it comes to my King and to the constant draw of heaven.... It's so real....

Can't close my eyes
They're wide awake
Every hair on my body
has got a thing for this place
Oh empty my heart
I've got to make room for this feeling
so much bigger than me

It couldn't be any more beautiful - I can't take it in.

Weightless in love...unraveling
For all that's to come
and all that's ever been
We're back to the board
with every shade under the sun
Let's make it a good one

It couldn't be any more beautiful - I can't take it in.

Quite a Trophy

My sledding scab is starting to come off. I may save it in a jar to show you when you come and visit. Won't that be special?

Tonight we had our small group's "Prophetic Gift Exchange". This is an evening where we give each other prophetic gifts. I bet you couldn't have guessed that. About a month earlier we picked names out of a hat and then committed to pray about some sort of present that would illustrate what we felt the Lord wants to share with this person in particular.

Since the kids are just as much a part of the Christian family, if not one of the most important elements, we include them. Secertly everyone wants to receive a gift from the kids.

I was very lucky this time. Sofia got my name. Sofia is four, by the way.

Erin, her mom, said that Sofia was stressing about what to get me. She was worried because she felt like she couldn't hear God's voice. So one night they prayed that God would come and speak to Sofia. That night Sofia had a dream. The dream was simple. She saw a trophy and heard God say that "Kayle was winning."

So tonight Sofia gave me that trophy. It's beautiful. In fact, I should take a picture of it to show you all. It says, "Kayle Mumby - You are winning! - From Sofia"

You can bet that this trophy is going to find it's way onto a place of great honour in my room. What a treasure.

Interestingly Sofia also made me a couple of rather nice cards. One has 9 little pom-poms on it. Interesting because one of my favorite shirts says, "Victory" across the top and then has a giant number 9 on the front of it. Hummmm....

On a different subject, I'm still trying to figure out how to articulate what happened at the Gathering in Canmore. It was most profound and highly impactful. Quite overwhelming to say the least. So hopefully I will be writing about that soon. Sometimes it takes a while for things to land and make real sense in my heart. I know it's in there... I wish I could just lay hands on you all to impart what happened. That is so much more effective half the time. Maybe e-prayer works that way... so I do honestly pray right now that everything that happened at this Gathering, the Lord would begin to download into your spirit. I believe that can happen. And I do also believe I will be able to tell you about it soon. It was incredible. I'll say that for sure.

I did see some of the most profound holy/fear of the Lord moments of my life. I did see the Holy Spirit lead the entire assembly physically. And I mean physically. No words were spoken, no leader was on stage, yet the entire group of about 200 would move in instant unison and perfect timing with one heart and mind. This is hard to grasp unless you were there to witness it. It was hard to grasp even being there, but what I saw and what I experienced I cannot deny.

A worship team was not needed for at the appropriate time the entire assembly simply began to worship. Not a song to be sung, but real, pure, honest worship. Each person got what was in their heart out in whatever fashion that looked. Some danced, others sang, some layed down, some went to simply be with others, some prayed, and all together it was a breathtaking symphony of hearts sharing life together before the Throne of God.

There's a taste for you and maybe a reason why it is so hard to communicate what went on. It was rich, full, powerful and a purely wonderful time.

And again on a different note... I have this other site that I go to. It's fun. It's called MySpace and it's a wonderful way for me to really stay in better contact with those I went to school with. I put a song on my profile page that rocks my world and I've been listening to it over and over and over. I thought you might like to give it a hear too. It makes you think. I often wonder what goes through other people's heads when they hear this song. For me it's such a wonderful song of promise and hope. That may not make sense to you when you hear it, but then again maybe it will. Who knows. I just wanted to share it with you.

So go here and give it a listen if you'd like. Maybe leave a comment on this blog about what the song stirred in you?

Questionable Sledding

I did it again. I went sledding. This time on a more random/dangerous hill then usual. Quite fun though. I never once made it to the bottom and generally hurled myself with great speed into the same spot of trees each time I went down on my crazy carpet (aka highly buffed sheet of plastic which easily reaches mach 7 in two seconds).

After rolling head first into the forest a few too many times Bryan, David, Cory and I decided that we'd better try something a little different. If we were hurling into the trees every time by ourselves, why not all go at once, go at least 20 times as fast and see if momentum will carry us past the curve with the trees and all the way down the hill?

Seems like sound judgement to me!

We did pretty good. Cory nearly lost his man-hood, we all nearly broke our tailbones, I lost a good portion of skin on my fore-arm and we all participated in sledding positions that were questionable at best and upon further consideration after the fact we all were very thankful that nobody was watching. Strange what seems normal when you are in the dark, want to sled faster then any human has ever gone and will go to any lengths to get there.

Questionable positions or not I believe we got the most air-time that I have ever experienced on a sledding expedition. And for those of you who have read past accounts, you know that this is a serious occurance. Somehow we made a train of four guys on two crazy carpets, took off from the top of the hill, made it past the evil trees that would suck us in and promptly launched off a remarkable free-fall section of the hill. I thought we'd just slip down the steep section, but I did not take into account my physics education. Apparently our collective forward momentum and force was far greater then the force of gravity for about 20 seconds. Instead of cupping the ground, we shot straight out, were strangely silent as we sailed through the star filled sky and then crumpled into a heap of arms and legs as gravity once again did it's job.

That hurt.

A normal human being would have stopped at that point. But since we all apparently gave ourselves brain damage we hiked up to the top of the hill and tried to do it all over again. This is when the injuries started. I think my favorite was being able to see where David and Bryan's heads plowed an impressive swath through the snow before their bodies made any mark. This is about when we decided to stop.

Did I mention that Bryan didn't have any pants on underneath his snow-pants?

We finally decided to stop hurting outselves, went to get coffee at 2nd Cup in Red Deer and then soaked our pains away in the Torwalt Hot Tub. It is a wonderful hot tub. But I did suffer an impressive amount of road rash down my right arm and a 10cm open wound doesn't feel good in said hot tub. Oh well. What can you do?

We are looking forward to another sledding extravaganza in the coming weeks up here in St. Albert. We have THE BEST sledding hill. It's huge, steep like you wouldn't believe and the only thing you can hit are unsuspecting children and the back of a school that is far, far away. So instead of sledding directly into the forest, we are going to try our new found skills and see what speeds we can reach when unleashed on the open slopes.

Let's see... in past sledding expeditions on 7 Hills we nearly killed Andy as he hit an ice-jump going backwards at the end of the hill on a crazy-carpet, thought we had either broken or dislocated Kay's shoulder, Ricky got run over by a giant inner tube, kicked in the face with a boot and started bleeding, Jason and I witnessed a man get taken off the hill via ambulance and I've seen many small children get horrifically run down or bucked off the end of their sleds only to roll uncontrolably down the remaining length of hill.

Have I ever told you about the time I took a table top snow board jump on a plastic disc? And this doesn't even begin to touch the sledding adventure Kay and I had at Eagle's Nest. That truly is a day that will live in infamy.

Anyway... stay tuned for the upcoming sledding adventures. As everyone knows... it's my favorite thing around.

Sleeeeeeeepy

Well...

This weekend was cool. I got to meet Gregg from Australia. Peter met him when he was down there. Sadly, this week I will be out of town so the only day I get to spend with them will be teusday. Monday they were both at Sunshine snowboarding, so hopefully they will be whole and not broken. Peter told me all his snowboarding stories and he has been less then lucky on the hill.

Getting Gregg from the airport was interesting in itself. He was supposed to have flown in at 6:15pm, but there was a mechanical malfunction in the plane. He had to get shipped to a few different airports and then finally arrived in Edmonton at 8:50pm... and they lost one of his bags... with all his clothes in it.

Ahhhh travel. So fun.

Speaking of travel, I'm off again on Wednesday. I'm heading into the great Rocky Mountains and more specifically to a town called Canmore. It's for the Watchmen for the Nations leadership gathering. About 200 leaders from across Canada will be gathered to pray and seek God's face for the next steps for our nation. Are we the entire leadership of Canada? No, of course not... but we are praying on behalf of everyone with full faith and assurance that what we do actually affects the nation.

And I could give you a long history lesson on ways that God has been moving, but I'll save that for later. It is nearly 1:00am and I really should be in bed.

After Canmore I'll head over to Red Deer... which reminds me I need to call the Torwalts and confirm that. But hopefully I'll hang with them for the weekend and see Bryan, David and the family. Bryan will have just gotten back from Ohio and his week of rock star recording. I know the album will be awesome and am super looking forward to hearing it!

Then I should be home Monday-ish. So a quick nearly a week trip. I'm looking forward to it. Although at the gathering they have called a fast so I'll need to buy some nutritious snack type food or my fast with quickly become a dead stop as I pass out. I'm not going to go full water fast, but I'll do some fruit and granola bars in the morning and evening sort of deal. Hopefully that is cosher.

Hmmm... and that reminds me, I have no idea where I am staying. Well, I know the hotel I am staying in but they never got back to me about what kind of room. I asked for a double occupancy, but they said that I might be in a room with three others guys. Oh well. I'll see if I can bring Aaron and Bobbie's thermarest and a sleeping bag if that is the case. I'll still get one of the most comfortable sleeps around with that! I'm not against sharing a bed with a friend... but... with someone I've never met before in my life? Nope. No thank you. Thermarest for me.

Okay. I'm off to see what Frodo is up to tonight in my re-read of the Lord of the Rings and I'll probably fall asleep halfway through the first paragraph I read like usual. No wonder it takes me so long to get through these books...

I love Christmas

Christmas is officially in full swing. There is even a radio station that is playing 24/7 Christmas music. I leave my dial there. They play crazy stuff... like this country song called, "Grandma got run over my a reindeer."

Tomorrow I get to meet someone from Australia. I'm picking him up from the airport with Peter. Peter and this guy got to be good friends when Peter was down there for a few months last year. So it should be fun to introduce him to the frigid north. This is the time when I'm happy for a cold snap... when foreigners come!

Don't really have much to say right now. So you get a short entry. Isn't that nice for a change?

I don't know what to say just now...

Don't you like a title like that one? I start out by telling you all I don't know what to say and then proceed to write a whole blog about it. Funny.

I'm still pretty impacted by the events of yesterday in the financial realm. I'm praying with a lot more faith for my breakthrough and praising God for it with a lot more sincerity, that's for sure.

I wasn't ready for today, though. I don't think I have any idea what's actually happening, which helps. I just remember what Cherie, one of my big sister in the Lord said to me just before I left Ottawa. "It's worth nothing if you don't fall more in love with Jesus." Good words. So when I don't know what is happening I do know where to look and whose arms to fall into.

Even if I do mistake him every once and a while for a demon. hahaha... refer to last entry to make that not sound so heretical.

This morning I woke myself out of bed nice and early to get on another conference call. It's so strange talking with people from Vancouver, Edmonton and Ontario all at the same time. But it's lots of fun, so that makes up for it. I had to leave the conference call early so I could go watch our team of NATIONAL TV!!!!

This show called 100 Huntley Street did a feature story on MyCanada while we were in Ottawa and aired it this morning. So cool. I got interviewed, so they showed some of that. I must say, it is rather surreal to see yourself on TV. Like... TV... the place that broadcasts REALITY shows... the same box. Hahahaha...

I was really impressed with how they covered our story and helped get the news out. What exactly is the news again? Righteousness. Use your voice for righteousness, hope and life. We're not about any political party getting into power. I really don't care who gets into power as long as they are standing on the foundations of righteousness and will fight for hope and life for my generation and the generations to come.

Then I talked with Peter for a while and loved it. We always have good talks.

After that, I was procrastinating entering in a bunch more names into my little database thing for MyCanada-Alberta. Data entry... brings forth the Kingdom of God. So while procrastinating I watched a great show on Dr.Phil, ate dinner (I can procrastinate for a long time) and then opened my e-mail to get yet another major shock to the system.

Let me quote the first line of the e-mail I read, "This is your official letter of invitation to the Canadian Prophetic Council Roundtable." Uuuuuhhhhh.... Did you send that to the right person?

As I read further I began to not care if they sent it to the right person because this roundtable is going to be happening at the same time as this big conference called "Eyes and Wings" in Kelowna where both my California pastors Bill Johnson and Kris Vallotton will be speaking!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Is it wrong that I am more excited to see them right now then the other wild opprotunity before me? I fired off an e-mail to them right away and told them that I am reserving seats RIGHT BESIDE THEM 2 months in advance.

It doesn't stop there. I checked air-fares to Kelowna and it just so happens that there is a seat sale on right now. This is getting crazy... MORE LORD!!!

Needless to say I drove to a prayer meeting this evening and probably looked like an idiot to every person I passed. I got all the way out of my driveway and then suddenly everything hit me and I was overcome with thankfulness to the Lord and I promptly wept like a baby the entire way there. I'm actually pretty good at driving while crying. I'm somewhat impressed with myself right now.

Really... what better place is there then to look into the eyes of your Savior and know that all you see is perfect love which finds no fault? What a beautiful place to stand....