The Wild World of Kayle

A World of Wonder

2007-04-02T23:24:00.000-06:00

The hunger is insatiable. It just won't stop. It is there when I wake up. It is there when I go to bed. I try to fill it, sometimes I try to ignore it. I'll read a book that will teach me things. I drift away to sleep. When I wake the hunger is there even more.

I must see Jesus.

A few days ago I stepped off an airplane in Calgary. I had just flown in from Ottawa. Some beautiful friends came and picked me up and collected me in my daze. We drove to Red Deer but my head was still spinning.

I had seen things in Ottawa which have gripped my heart. In fact just this afternoon I was wracked with weeping again. It sneaks up on me now. A few days ago I was driving down the highway and thought I might have to pull over. The weeping hit. Why............?

A few years ago I was in the middle of a journey of doing whatever it took to see the face of Jesus. I was travelling across the globe on a search for Him. And I mean HIM... I will hold Him as I can hold you here on this earth. I know I will. But I used to think that would be an incredible moment for myself.

Now I know it will be a neccessary moment for my generation, for the children who are being victimized and their futures obliterated, for my nation, for the nations of the world. If I see Jesus, when I get more of Him more will happen. Nations will bow, injustice will be righted, the shattered will be put back together again. It has nothing to do with me.

I must see Jesus.

If they even have a hope in the world, we all must see Jesus. We all need more of Him. I came out of Parliament this last time with such a deep conviction and realization of the need of the pure, raw, soveriegn power of God. We need it. It is no longer an option. We don't have the time. While people are debating law the children whose futures they debate are getting horrifically abused.

Would this happen if Jesus walked down the halls of Parliament? Would this happen if Jesus walked down the street?

I must see Jesus.

Now this weeping sneaks up on me from nowhere. I see one thing and my body is wracked with sobs. For the unjustice. For the lack. For the need. For my desperate desire... my desperate requirement. His presence is no longer and option.

He'll come. He'll come to our nation. He'll pour out His presence. Of this I'm convinced. I will walk through Parliament carrying the power of God unlike this world has ever seen causing all the wrong thoughts to come into line with the mind of Christ. Nations will bow. The abused will be set free and put back together again. Injustice and war will cease when His presence is poured out without reservation across the nations of the world. I will see this.

But the question arises, what will I do until then?

Everything I can.

2007-02-25T23:18:00.000-07:00

I just want more of Jesus. I want more of His Presence. When faced with ministry, when faced with opprotunity, when faced with everything I come to the same end -- I want more of Jesus. I could be known for the prophetic word, for acts of power, for wisdom and miracles or I could be known as a man of Love... as a man of God. What can compare?

I've never been as hungry as I am now.

Doors could open before me. They do. I speak with kings and leaders. My life is a wonder. But it matters not. I just need more of God. Nothing else matters. I could speak with the tongue of men and angels, but if I don't have love then it's nothing. I could understand all mysteries... every mystery of the universe, but if I don't have love then it is worthless. I could heal thousands of people, cast demons out... but if I don't have love when I get up there Jesus very well will send me away. It says so in the Bible, why would I doubt those words?

I've never been as hungry as I am now. I've never been as hungry as I am now. I've never been as hungry as I am now. I've never been more willing to waste my life on Jesus. I've never been more willing to pour it all out like an alabaster jar. I just want more of Jesus. I've never been as hungry as I am now. I've never understood so little, yet known so much.

I know God.

And I've never been as hungry as I am now.

A little breather?

2007-02-20T16:01:00.000-07:00

Oi vey! Or however you spell that... it has been a might bit of a whirlwind these last couple of months. My blogging has suffered a great deal. But that is okay, you just need to come and follow me around more and see some of the fun things I find myself in the middle of around this funny planet of ours.

The last two months have been full, shall we say? I visited California for two weeks, came home for about five days drove to Calgary and Red Deer for some business work, drove home for one day and then flew to Ottawa for a week, and immediately flew to Toronto for another week and finally plopped back down home last week.

Now I get a little bit of a breather and am getting ready for another big push. March 6th off I go to Abbotsford to teach in a Discipleship School for a week, come home for a little bit, probably pop down to Calgary and Red Deer again, drive home, fly to Calgary and potentially attend this interesting global gathering of Surfer and Snowboard churches that are actually doing the stuff. We won't begin to talk about April yet, for that would intimidate me.

So can you see why my blogging has been lacking lately? Rest assured there is no lack of adventures to write about.

Everytime I sit down here to try and write something I come up blank. It is rather frustrating to say the least. I just don't know what to plop down here. I'm finally working on a website! And by "I" I mean, Aaron is building the website. I haven't the faintest clue how to do any of that. I'm looking forward to that being complete... there will live the new blog and even... get ready... video podcasts of the little clips I collect from my travels. You'll love it. And you'll subscribe to it if you know what's good for you. hahahaha...

You can see the one and only page right now if you want by heading over to www.kingdomadvisorygroup.com

In time it will grow. Like a nice little plant in the spring... grow little website, grow! I may even name you.

My belly if full of Tom Yum, aka the best Thai soup ever. I love this stuff, but it seems to always upset my stomach. That is not so good, but who cares. It tastes good and I am conditioning my stomach for constant Thai food eating. Why? I don't know. It just sounds good.

Oh yes, if you have any brains at all you should read "The Power of the Blood Covenant" by Malcolm Smith. It is freaking wild. For some reason they put it in the "Christian Basics" section, but when you read the book you realize that every single other book out there does not come anywhere near to what this one does in explaining the Christian Faith. I am halfway through and it has seriously revolutionized the way I see basically everything.

If you've ever thought that that blood of Jesus and the covenant you made was simply a contract to take care of sin you are not even close to beginning to scratch the surface. And sadly that is what most people believe. It is so far beyong a contract, so much deeper then simple dealing with sin that it isn't even funny. Yes it might be the basics of Christianity but I have yet to find someone actually teaching this in North America (I heard about it in the UK) and if these are the basics, then the foundation that many of us have is seriously lacking.

So get this book. I mean it. If I start travelling with a book table I will be happy if this is the only book I ever sell. This is big time tools. If you don't have the cash then pawn something off. Get this book. You will understand to a massive degree the coventant that God has made available for you. In my opinion it is worth your time to find out.

There you go. My rant for the day. Oh yes... and I'm addicted to UK tea. Completely. And I love it. Tea from North America tastes like dirty water. Not that I drink dirty water. I'm going to stop now.

A wee video

2006-12-26T10:14:00.000-07:00

I was surfing around myspace this morning and stumbled across this rather incredible video. I found it to be profoundly prophetic. Jesus and the Bride. The Bride (you - the church) is having some issues and is scared to honestly love Jesus. True, everything is black and white, cut and dried.

Yes, the bride has a heart, but it is so protected that all the color contained within cannot be let out. The Bride has a nice little heart, it's white which she thinks to be pure, yet terribly ineffective.

There is so much pent up in the bride -- all these voices, all this music, but she's too scared to let it out. It doesn't fit in the black and white boxes. She even created this black and white Jesus who sadly just does not exist.

But once the bride let's go of the control she has on her heart, breaks down those walls and doesn't care about the black and white pretend world then things get rather beautiful. The creative explodes, the reality comes pouring out... and just look at how much was contained in that little heart....

You'll have to click here to see what I mean...

http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=1344245260

I'm Coming Home

2006-12-14T21:36:00.000-07:00

Quick update seeing as I have apparently been too scared to return to this page since the latest near death experience.

Tomorrow morning, EARLY in the morning I hop back onto a plane bound for my California home. I'm so excited. Home is where the heart is and I have lots of homes if that saying is correct. But Redding has always been one of the most special places ever -- filled with my most amazing friends, most amazing history and it will always be one of the places I call home.

So to those who also called Redding home and actually live there... I'M COMING HOME BABY!!!

I suppose I will post more about this later. But right now... I have things to do. Like go to sleep so I can wake up at hell thirty in the morning and get to the airport by 4:00am or something crazy like that.

Heimlich Maneuver Anyone?

2006-12-05T15:19:00.000-07:00

I've often wondered what it would be like to suddenly find yourself unable to breath and then not be able to do anything about it. Watching movies and such with people drowning or getting choked is a little freaky, but each time I see that I always think, "What would be going through your mind at that moment?"

This afternoon I discovered exactly what would go someone's mind. I discovered what would go through my mind to be more specific. It goes something like this, "Oh my gosh I'm going to die. Oh my gosh I'm going to die. Oh my gosh I'm going to die."

I woke up nice and early again today. Somewhere around 6:00 in the morning. Instead of rolling around trying to sleep I decided I might as well wake up and start getting some e-mails and writing done. While up nice and early I decided to try and plan my day out. Part of the day included having lunch with Amy, which I was really looking forward to.

My mind was anywhere but on the task at hand as I drove downtown. I took the wrong way a few times and finally ended up on the street where Amy's building is. But there was no parking anywhere. Even the parking garage was full. So I had to loop around and park underground. Lovely.

I then walked through the half foot deep slush and made it to Amy's office. Off we go. We decide to go to a nice little Greek restaurant that is in her building so we don't have to go outside and get all mucky and both order a Gyros or a donair as us white people call it.

Mmmm... donair.... I love donair. But does donair love me? I'm not too sure at this point. Amy and I were talking and all of a sudden I feel that something is not right. What I just swallowed is not going down. In fact it is somewhat lodged in the middle of my throat. I sit there feeling a little weird and suddenly realize that I can't breath at all. Like AT ALL. I can't cough, I can't talk and I most definately can't breath and since this thing is inside of me I can't get it out.

Panic immediately hits and I don't know what to do. I would ask Amy for help, but like I said... my wind-pipe was somewhat obstructed at that moment. How do I tell Amy "EMERGENCY, I'M CHOKING" via sign language? I don't know!!!!

I stand up and start to puke. That is lovely. Normally anything to do with puke is the worse thing ever to me, but at this point I didn't care. I want everything inside of me out. Why? Because I still can't breath. When I stand up things start to turn red (which was interesting) and everything starts to spin. I'm pointing like mad at the servers to try and get them over because I know that I'm going to need help getting this piece of evil death gyro out of my body. I'm assuming that since they are serving staff they will know what to do... especially since I feel like I'm about to black out.

Never in my life have I felt fear like that.

So two of the servers come over and this one guy starts hitting my back, but that doesn't do anything. I've somehow managed to get a little air in, but like I said... if this carried on my longer... well... I don't know what would have happened. This guy's amazing training kicks in and I guess he tried to give me the heimlich. I wanted to turn around and hit the guy... and he did was give me a gentle nudging in the gutts. I've had more severe hugs then that.

What was going through my mind at that precise moment was, "Good God man, heave like you've never heaved before! Go buck wild!!" But of course if I were to yell that at the man, I would need to have been able to breath and at this moment... still no breathing.

So Amy is praying furiously, this man waits to see what his gentle nudge did and I'm trying to fight the reflex to gag and swallow or beat this man in fury and rage. I was thinking, "Oh crap... we're going to have to call the Ambulance. I'm going to pass out. I hope it gets here fast enough."

I found if I tried really, really hard I could fight the gag reflex and by doing this I could very, very slowly breath. Then the guy did make one good suggestion, "Let's go to the bathroom and you can stick a finger down your throat. Maybe that will help." I personally didn't know how sticking more things down my throat was going to help at this particular moment, but I wasn't really in the position to begin a discussion on that point. So I gathered myself, grabbed a napkin in case everything came out again and we somehow walked to the bathroom. And wouldn't you know it? When we did that the bite of evil death gyro when down.

So I basically stood in the bathroom, shaking like a leaf terrified beyond anything I've ever felt before. I'm serious... I've had a lot of crazy experiences in my life that have made me wonder what my physical outcome would be, but nothing... NOTHING has ever come this close.

Thankfully, Amy was in the bathroom with me so we stood there for a while totally freaked out and then did what anyone would expect us to do. We burst into hysterical laughter.

We sat down again and I tried to eat some more. Every bite was horrible, only because I was so scared. But we did manage to laugh like idiots the rest of the time. Come on... how often does this happen?

Amy and I then drew up a contingency plan in case this were ever to happen again. The plan goes like this: Wail on the person choking so hard that the blockage doesn't just come up, but goes flying across the room. We done care about bruising or pain afterwords, just heimlich like nobody has ever heimliched before!

I think we're going to enroll ourselves in first aid courses as well. We need to be prepaired for the future! hahaha...

So... I'm not dead. But I have come close to that realm once again. The list grows longer. I'll leave you with a picture of the evil death gyro. I brought in home with me as a souveneir.

Cialis and Vitamins

2006-12-02T11:07:00.000-07:00

I'm sitting here watching TV and surfing myspace. I need a life, yes I know. But when you halfway watch TV and halfway surf myspace interesting things happen.

I love to watch the news. It keeps me updated and helps feul the fire of general seething rage at where our society is going. This helps me not remain stagnant and reminds me that this is my planet and I need to do something about it. It reminds me that just sitting around talking is useless and action is what we need.

And then the adds come on and I stop paying attention. Until I hear one weird advertisement. Have you heard of Cialis? Yeah... if you haven't... don't go looking.

Next to the news, my other favorite thing is to listen to the long rambling warnings that these drug ads have. Cialis... well... it wasn't the quick, low, whispered voice. It was a blatent statement. "Check with your doctor to ensure you are healthy enough for sexual activity."

WHAT??!?!?!?! That was unexpected, especially when I wasn't really paying attention. The very fact that this statement is in the ad makes one think. Does this mean that someone can actually sue if they have.... complications....? Weird.

Which brings me to a random thought I had yesterday. I was thinking about some of the different cultures I've been in and I have decided that the American culture is still the most strange one out there. Really. I may blog about that later on. But honestly, American culture is plain old not normal. I'm not saying it's wrong and I'm not bashing America -- remember, I used to live there and I love it there. But when you look at different cultures and what they are all based on, American culture is weird.

And to stay on the subject of pills, when I was in Scotland I started to get sick. This was not good. Sick was not what I needed. A nice American lady gave me these HUGE vitamin C tablets to help me out (they really worked). But when I took the first one it didn't really go down all the way -- we all know that feeling. I was drinking tea so I took a few sips and hoped for the best.

You know what happened? I burped a little bit... and a huge white cloud excited my mouth! I stood there rather shocked and wondered if I had just expelled a demon. We're these some seriously anointed vitamins? Did anyone else notice what had just happened? I don't know. But I decided that white cloud was the powder from inside the vitamin and I drank me tea quickly and went to bed.

Some Scottish Thoughts

2006-12-01T08:07:00.000-07:00

As per usual my recent trip has sent me for a loop. A good loop? Yep. A deep loop? Yep. A loop that shall end? Well... loops don't end.

Here are some things that I learned:

1. Don't ever get too busy or too focused on the outside things you are doing. Your personal life effects not just everything you do, but it effects everyone around you. If you are in leadership just think about that one for a while. Your personal choices effect everyone you are linked with. When you are in spiritual leadership it get's even crazier. Loop number one: We must stay pure. We must choose life. We need to try our best. Don't ever forget to take care of yourself personally, morally, spiritually, physically and that whole gambit.

2. Airlines can really take care of things when crazy stuff happens in the air. For example, when an old man freaks out and tries to open the emergency exit while we are about 39,000 feet in the air. Yes, this happened to me. Luckily it was on the other side of the airplane, so I'm not sure if I would have gotten sucked out or not, but I was more then impressed with our Flight Attendants and even more impressed with how they were able to handle the situation. Poor guy, he was old and senile and didn't know what was happening.

3. Greenland is beautiful when you fly over it in the twilight hours. I think I saw the sun set and rise while flying home over Greenland. Strange things happen when you fly against the time zones!

4. Haggis actually tastes good. Slow Roasted Lamb with Moroccan Spice chips do not.

5. It is completely terrifying to drive on the other side of the road in a car, but totally thrilling to ride on the top of a double deckar bus and go through roundabouts.

6. I really love flying.

7. Glasgow is probably one of my top 5 cities in the world to be in. What an incredible place. Edinburgh also is amazing, but is a rather "heavy" city. But what better place to invest in then a city like that?

8. Mike and Kay are getting married in a freaking castle. The place is incredible, massive and we sure don't have stuff like this in Canada.

9. Now more then ever I can say my life is wild and continues to get wilder and I can't wait to see what happens next.

10. I hate jet-lag. And today I woke up yet again at 4:00am, sort of slept until 6:00am and finally gave up. Now it is 8:17am and my body is ready for lunch.

What a Wonderful World

2006-11-22T01:24:00.000-07:00

Yikes.

That is about all I have to say about the school so far. It is so intense and so crazy and so vital and every single person who claims to know Jesus needs this school. It is a literal paradigm shift and not the way the church has thrown that world around so lightly. This is a time of training our minds to think a whole new way, look at the world in a whole new way and shift our heads into a completely different way of being.

So needless to say it is rather intense and full! I have taken about 30 pages of notes so far... in two days. We still have three full days left. And I mean FULL! Morning, afternoon, evening with minor breaks for meals. But it is SO GOOD!

I wanted to post some pictures for you all, but I forgot my camera up in the room where I'm staying. I don't want to wake my room-mates up either. They are so awesome. One from South Africa, one from Germany and one from England. Our accents are so crazy! I need to record us all saying the same sentence.

Yesterday I went running around in a field of heather. That stuff is crazy! I was wishing it wasn't raining and ultra windy and cold because I literally would have hurled myself down the hill. There is no way you could get hurt. It is like a giant cushy mountain of foam. Granted there are 300 year old walls placed here and there, but still... the heather outwieghs the danger!

I also sat in this nice little prayer chapel. Built totally out of natural materials. In 1888. What the heck??? 1888?? And that is one of the newer buildings around here.

What else to say? A lot, but I can't pick one thing. I may need to run away and hide for about a month after this. Allow my head to put all the pieces back together where apparently they were always supposed to be. I am very grateful for the training and teaching I got through Randy Clark and Bethel. For people who are not familiar with the Kingdom mindset or Kingdom Culture this would be much, much more difficult and shocking to their system. And there are those people present. I think we had a few blow outs yesterday afternoon... but it's good stuff. People are becoming who they were always called to be!

Your picture for the day is a little something you can buy at the Scottish Parliament. I think it is for stress relief and I'm betting some of the people at this school are wishing they had some close by. We are in the middle of the greatest whiskey region in the world, though...

Oh Great Scot!

2006-11-19T09:44:00.000-07:00

Yes... I'm in Scotland. I've been here for a week now. And I still can hardly believe it. I'm beyond blessed. This house I'm in actually has some internet connection, but the time I have is much more lacking. I'm in the middle of the 1st day of this school and it is incredible so far.

But I thought I would at least try and update and let everyone know what is happening. I am keeping a journal so I'll update bits from there when I get home. Until then... hopefully I have more time soon and I'll do a good and proper update when I can.

Love to all! And to Scotland!

Kayle.

Then we'd write letters

2006-11-01T23:44:00.000-07:00

Sometimes all I want to do is stick myself away somewhere far away and write. I'd write music. I'd write movies and musicals. I'd write books better then this world has yet seen. I'd write really long e-mails that you would love to read. I'd write letters on strange things and send them to you.

I'd like a nice little chalet up on top of a mountain. Preferably in Europe somewhere where life is slower, more meaningful, peaceful and full of culture. I'd invite you over and we'd sit on the porch taking in the amazing view. We'd comment on how our lives are much like a fairy tale or better yet, a dream come true.

We'd sit and watch the sun set. We'd stand in awe of the awesome power the starlight has on one's imagination and hope for things better. We'd wait until we were too cold and then move inside. Then we'd write letters. We'd write poems. We'd write songs and e-mails. We'd send them all over the world. We'd send them to you.

I bet you'd come. I'd make another bed up for you. Get everything right and perfect. Welcome you to the most peaceful place you've ever been. We would all get up really early, make amazing coffee or hot chocolate and watch the sun run through the valleys as it woke up the earth to kiss our face another day. We would all walk up to the peak over there and take in a sight only a select few have ever seen.

Then we'd sit and write letters. Letters to you. We'd write recipies for life. We'd tell tales of adventure and joy. We'd send you pictures, post cards and jars filled with the air of mountains. We'd ask you to come. I bet you would.

Soon we would all be there. Happy. Running. Dancing. Sitting. Playing. Napping. Laughing. Enjoying. Tasting awe once again. And we would all write letters. We'd write stories and plays. We'd write movies, e-mails, songs and dances. We'd paint, take pictures and make sandcastles somehow.

You'd come. You'd come if you knew what it was really like. I'll send you a letter.

Calgary Thrills

2006-10-31T18:10:00.000-07:00

I was bored in the Calgary Airport. So I wrote this thrilling blog. Enjoy. Please.
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You’d never believe how busy the airport is right now. I count four people waiting for the flight to Edmonton. Oop! Another man just sat down. That makes five, well six people including our check in lady waiting in the airport. The change from Toronto to Calgary is always rather startling. Well, the change from Toronto to basically any city is rather alarming. There is nobody here!

I suppose that is the biggest difference. That and the snow. I’m not ready to be watching the giant snowplows race down the runway!! I was just sitting in the warm sun at my lovely Starbucks just a few blocks down from where I was staying in Toronto. Alas.

What other entertaining news can I share with you as I wait a few minutes to climb onto my next plane? The news station is blaring out the news that New York City is considering banning trans-fats from their restaurants. Yes. That will work. Sadly people will still choose to eat them. It’s not the restaurant’s fault last time I checked.

OooooOOOooo!!! I thought a sixth guy was about to sit down and wait for our plane. But he walked away mentioning something about needing the flight to Saskatoon. I suppose the only flight with less people on it then this one would be the flight to Saskatoon right now.

Well… we’re about to start boarding. I’ll stop typing now. I want to get a good place in line.
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Here is the overly full Calgary Airport. Shocking I know.

The Toronto Airport was a little more exciting. They had airplanes at least.

Once again home

2006-10-30T13:46:00.000-07:00

It's almost time for me to climb back into an airplane and head across the country. Back home to St. Albert! I'm really looking forward to it, but at the same time not. Mainly because today was gloriously warm here in Toronto and when I talked with my parental units yesteday it had snowed 8 inches. Alas.

I had a great day today. A day of relaxation and reflection. A day of drinking 75 cups of coffee to fight off the edge of exhaustion we are all feeling from the Siege week and then straight into preaching at TACF Central last night.

All I can say right now is how thankful I am to be alive. I am so thankful to be doing what it is that I do. It's fun to be a secret agent for the Lord. I feel beyond the most priviledged person ever to walk the face of the earth. Often I wonder if I will get to meet even more incredible people. How is it that they all walk the face of the earth now at the same time?

Preaching last night at TACF Central was so special. I love them so much there. I've only ever been to the church twice in my life, yet I carry them in my heart it seems. I suppose it could be due to the fact that they are all in the young adult category and I love nearly everyone in that little category. Really. To see them succeed is everything to me. To see my generation discover that dreams do come true -- there is nothing like it.

And I'm just in love with everyone. What treasure exists before us. What incredible wonder to realize that each person walking the face of the earth has been created by God Himself! Not just thrown together, but he took time, he meditated, he took painstaking effort to piece each one together, he dreamed the greatest dream he ever dreamed, his heart exploded with passion and excitement and then he made you, and me, and everyone.

Each person is a dream come true. A dream of GOD come true!! And we get to learn about that person, that treasure, that... that... expression of God's never ending supernatural reality here on planet earth. Wow! Who could not just go head over heals in love and wonder not just of a God like this but of the people that have emerged from the depths of His heart. And if they don't know it... well, it's about time they find out who they really are!

There is nothing like Him. There never has been and there never will be. But today it gets better. There is nothing like Him, but it gets deeper, more amazing, more scary, more wonderful, more... more. Always.

And now Toronto

2006-10-29T12:16:00.000-07:00

Here I am in Toronto. The last bit of Ottawa was incredible. More then a little busy, but incredible nonetheless. Thursday was our last day of full meetings, of which we had 13 scheduled. After our last one we ran as fast as we could make it to the thursday night church meeting. I was tired after that.

Saturday most of the team left to go home. A few of us stayed behind for the day and went up the Peace Tower. I always love going up there. But it was pouring rain and we walked to the Peace Tower, so we were a little damp for the rest of the day.

We got lunch, which took a little too long and sped back to NHOP to simply grab our bags and leave again to make it to the airport in time. Which we did, thankfully. Onto the airplane I hopped and flew the nice 45 minute flight over to Toronto. I felt somewhat sorry for the team that was driving the 4 hours to Toronto, but then I fell asleep....

I am fighting being really tired, but also looking forward to speaking this evening. I'm at TACF Central, which will be fun.

Oh yes!! And best of all... I had the greatest sushi of my life last night. And a lot of it. Huge chunks of Salmon and such that was simply glorious.

This entry would probably be a lot more descriptive and entertaining, but like I said. I am very, very tired. Coffee will soon fix that, but by the time I get coffee I will not have time to make a beautiful entry to fulfill your Kayle needs.

Living History

2006-10-26T04:35:00.000-06:00

Well...

Once again... a loss for the day. It was very intense. VERY. I met people I never in a million years that I would meet. A Senator who was one of the closest people to Trudeau. A person who if she didn't speak up and do things women's rights in Canada would have been rather hampered. A woman who helped impliment abortion in our nation... amoungst other things.

Although she was walking history and she was instrumental in shaping the Canada in which we live today, I wasn't sure what to do with the things that have shaped Canada in a negative way. Still, even if we dissagreed on some points, the opprotunity to speak and dialogue with this woman was an honor.

What I was incredibly impacted with was how it seemed like this group of young Canadians were present as fruit to some of the descions that were made in her era. We have members of our team who had abortions. They spoke out with raw and shocking honesty about where they were at. There really is not way to describe the meeting in all honesty.

So let's talk about the one before that. We met with another member of Parliament who has a very important role in our nation. He is the minister of Public Security meaning the RCMP, CSIS, the Boarder Patrol and the Prisions all report to him. We met for a little while in an incredible office and then he had to go to another meeting. BUT he allowed us in his office for the next hour and a half to pray and pray we did!

It truly was remarkable. We had a deep prayer time in the morning and if felt as if the Lord's presence just popped over from the prayer house to this office. We all knew the depth of being able to pray for our nation in a time like this and on-site in our Public Safety head office. What an honor.

Yesterday was relatively open. Today on the other hand... we have double booked nearly ever meeting with a grand total of 13 meetings today. That means we are going from 9:00am straight until at least 5:30pm on the Hill. Then we move to D.O.C Church for our evening rally which we should be there at 6:00pm and who knows how long it goes for. And if you wake up at 6:00am like me that calls for a full day. Almost as full as an MP's... almost.

I think we're on CBC this sunday. I don't know when. But if I find out I'll let you know. Because someone out there should record it as I will be preaching away in Toronto that night!

That was a Whirlwind...

2006-10-25T04:58:00.000-06:00

I really don't know what to say about yesterday other then.... wow. I've never seen so many MP's and their assistants cry! And I've never seen our team hit such a massive home run each time they opened their mouths. I was just as blown away as the MP's there, I think.

The day started out nice and quick. Our first meeting we met up with the media people and off we went from there! My goodness... I really don't know what to say. So much of it was deeply, deeply personal to the MP's and I don't dare share a word of it. Let's just say the day will filled with Holy moments that left me shaking my head in wonder at what it is we get to do.

Oh yeah, I saw the King and Queen of Sweden drive by too! That was an excesively long motorcade. I waved, thinking it was the Prime Minister and wondered why the PM would have such a strange flag on his car. Then I realized that I was in fact not thinking and was just as happy I waved to Royalty anyway.

Pray for endurance, strength and supernatural rest. Don't neccessarily pray that we'd sleep... we need to stay awake, but the sleep we do get pray for supernatural rest.

Anyway, the day is about to begin. Our wonderful team is waking up and getting into the prayer room to start the morning off right.

Prepair

2006-10-23T20:10:00.000-06:00

A while ago while playing around with my cell phone I felt like I needed to make a little change. No whenever I turn on the phone I see a message that simply says, "Prepair". I have no idea if I spelt the word correctly, but the idea gets across.

Prepair, Kayle. Get ready. Get ready for the day. Get ready for what God is going to do. Help others get ready. Prepair the world, the church, society, the fabric of history. Prepair. Prepair to walk into your destiny. Prepair for a massively different day that you've never lived before. Prepair to change history. Prepair to experience your dream come true. Prepair to live.

Thankfully today while running in and out of government buildings I saw that message about 65,000 times. Why? Because each time you go into a building you have to cross security. Each time you go into a building you have to turn on or off your cell phone. So each time I got the message just before going into one of our Member's of Parliament office.

Interesting.

And speaking of prepairing, I'm about to go off to bed. If I run quickly I can get a good nights sleep which will be important. We're meeting with about double the MP's tomorrow and half the day we have the media with us... AND right at the end of the night we have the dinner reception with even more MPs and their staff coming. But we get to eat cheese, so that makes everything better.

Time for bed!

I'm in Ottawa!

2006-10-23T05:00:00.001-06:00

Miracles do happen. Not only am I in Ottawa again, but I woke up at what is normally 4:15am my time and I feel great! I do believe this is a sign of the immanent return of Christ. Either that or prayer works. Maybe both.

I'm sitting here in the dining room, taking a moment of silence before the day starts. We're packed full with meetings today. I think we have something like 8 or so. Some cool ones will be the very first with a guy named David Sweet. He used to be the president of Promise Keepers Canada, then ran for office. And now he's got it. Apparently they asked to meet with us before we could ask to meet with him. That's cool!

So eight Memebers of Parliament today and then tomorrow... oh boy... I think we double that. It's a wild ride tomorrow. But we'll talk about that when we get there.

I was really hoping to be able to meet with Rahim Jaffer and his assistance Josh. We called them a few times but due to the offices being SO BUSY right now, never heard back. Well... guess who was on the flight to Ottawa. Rahim! So I was able to say hi and hopefully we'll be able to make the schedules line up. I really like them a lot and love to get to connect with them any time.

The team we have this year is really remarkable. All different age groups from all different backgrounds and many different demoninations. They're really hungry and ready to be used too, which is awesome. We did a few pretend meetings yesterday with the group (I got to be an MP hahahaha) and I was so impressed with them. And it's good that they got a crack at it too, because when it's your first time (or 30th time) there is still a level of nervousness that goes along with everything.

Today is a good day full of Christian MPs and people who are sympathetic to having a moral society in Canada. So it will be nice to encourage the MPs and let them know they are not standing alone on what can feel the island of Parliament. We will stand with them as they stand for life and hope for a generation and nation. Tomorrow when we meet with some not so sympathic voices we plan to say the same thing.

Pray for us if you get the nudging. Hopefully I'll be able to post some pictures tomorrow.

My Brilliant Pee

2006-10-19T10:56:00.000-06:00

I have been taking these wild vitamins lately. They make my pee turn brilliant yellow. It's almost beautiful.

And in other news the marathon travel season is nearly upon me. I just worked everything out and between now and December I am home for 10 days, while on the road for 30. Hip horay! Sort of.

I am feeling rather aprehensive about our next trip to Ottawa, but I always feel that way before I go to Ottawa. While in Ottawa it has always been totally miraculous, stellar and out of this world amazing. Seems every time I go there something very different happens to ensure that I will not be comfortable with the status-quo (if you can call what we're doing status-quo).

This time we get the national news media with us. CBC. This should help me talk clearly. We have this joke about how I mess up my words basically every time I open my mouth to speak, but when I'm talking to the media I'm actually articulate! It truly is a miracle.

I always think about this and have the greatest respect for Faytene. She speaks a great deal with media people, on TV, on the radio, to the newspapers -- in fact today she is doing a talk show in the morning and will be with our CBC people for the afternoon. I don't know how she does it. I can barely handle the telephone.

Then again, stick a microphone in my hands and then we've got a party. I'm good at that, thankfully.

Hmmm.... what else should I tell you?

I don't really know. Maybe you should tell me something.

Jesus and Loneliness

2006-10-17T21:17:00.000-06:00

Daniel is gone now.

...sigh....

It has been so amazing to have him here. He brought such life to our community, to our church, to our small groups. We got to witness explosive life be released. I've rarely seen God use someone in such a unique way. In only a couple of months God used Daniel to bring release and freedom not just to our family, not just our church but to many. Saskatchewan, Red Deer, Calgary, Edmonton... and the circles of influence move out from there... they continue to move.

We put him on the airplane this afternoon with only minor ripples. We had to rush him into the check in area only to have him sit in the airport until past 3:00pm. We left him at 1:00. Being stuck in the US Departures area of the Edmonton airport is less then exciting, let me tell you. I am well familiar with it. So to get stuck there for over two hours isn't what I'd call a good time.

So now I donate another deep friend back to Redding. Redding needs to share more.

I was reminded of the fierce closeness of friendship one can have. I miss that a lot. It can only happen when one is deep in the spirit and has authentic relationship with God Himself.

After we dropped Daniel off at the airport check in counter and he walked into customs I turned and began to talk with Jesus. The one thing that has really been beneficial after leaving Redding and my friends there is the need to walk that much closer with the Lord. He really is our source of love and acceptance. He really is the only one who can fill that hole we all feel.

When we feel the void that much stronger, we have the choice to walk that much closer to our Jesus. We can either feel the loneliness, or we can change that feeling of loneliness to energy of getting that much closer with our Savior.

This really can be a wonderful thing.

I miss my friend. I really love Jesus. These two things are wonderful.

I'm a Papparazi

2006-10-12T23:54:00.000-06:00

Or is it Paparazzi? Whatever... either way, I just got a new camera, so beware. This blog is about to become saturated with pictures of my life. Which will prove well interesting, that is for sure. Sadly, right now all I could really be taking pictures of is me typing e-mails, but that will soon change.

Why? Because tomorrow after a day of meetings and such I will be heading over to the P and L restaurant for some sweet authentic chinese food and then we're heading out to that corn maze. Many photo opprotunities will be had, I'm sure.

But until then, enjoy this picture I took of myself trying to figure out how to use the camera. I think I look pretty smart... or shell shocked. One of the two -- you can decide.

We Wrestle Not With E-mail Providers

2006-10-10T10:44:00.000-06:00

I am sitting here in a battle of the wills, locked in combat with my e-mail provider. I have been out of town since Friday. Went back to Red Deer to meet with a business person that I am working with and also attend a wedding and see some very precious friends that I love more then anything and would do pretty much anything to be able to spend time with them. Then I drove all the way to our family cabin to vegetate and eat too much food. Finally, home. And back to the mission. Only the mission has been somewhat fouled due to poor e-mail service this morning. I have 35 e-mails waiting to be downloaded and responded to (which was actually less then what I was expecting) but alas... none shall pass.

So instead I sit. And wait. Something is going to move and it ain't going to be me. Worse yet my dad can't download his either. Oh electronic world of wonder -- how we rely on you for our daily.... uhh... daily whatever.

Maybe I should take this time to do a bunch of the running around I need to do. Errands out of the house. Ohhhh.... outside people! I like to see outside people.

I was going through my schedule last night and laughed at it. I've been out of town every weekend in October so far... and I will be out of town this next weekend and then away for the rest of the month. It will then turn to November where I believe I'm home for a grand total of 6 days. Just over two weeks of that will be spent in Scotland, so I'm quite excited for it. Hence me refering to the trip in every blog I write.

What other pointless information can I bore/entertain you with?

I'm about to hop in the shower. It is cold outside. I'm having forgiveness issues with my e-mail provider. I need to ask my bank a bunch of strange questions. I'm going to eat real chinese food on friday and intentionally get lost in a giant corn maze shaped like the Oiler's Ryan Smith's head only to emerge just in time to drive to Jasper. I'm learning how to use my new PDA and becoming organized and efficient. I woke up early to work on e-mails. I could still be sleeping.

I'm going to go weep in the shower now.

Ahoy Red Deer!

2006-09-28T23:50:00.000-06:00

Can you believe it!!?!! I'm going back to Red Deer. Which I really, truly enjoy. I think that given the chance to go to Toronto or Red Deer I would usually pick Red Deer. Maybe I say that because a couple of weeks after Red Deer I will be in Toronto. Who knows... still... I seriously love Red Deer. Odd, I know.

What will I be doing in Red Deer you ask? Not sleeping as per usual. I shall be teaching a prophetic training course friday night and all day/night Saturday. Then in between the teaching times I will be meeting with tons of different people. And finally at night after the sessions... more meetings with friends. I love it.

If you want to make some money just do day trading in Starbucks shares when I'm on the road. My consumption level increases alarmingly in order to keep going. And I just heard that two new Starbucks are open in Red Deer. A friend called me today and I informed him we will be going there every half hour.

I got a new desk today. This is good. Instead of having my "office" in the living room, I know have a place for everything in my own room which is both good and bad. Good because everything has it's place and bad because I will likely never leave my room again. We are in busy season with ministry stuff. Business stuff, My Canada stuff, travel stuff... stuff stuff...

On a more random note, it is starting to sink in that I will be in Europe this fall. I prayed and prayed that God would open the door for me to go to Europe and... well... now I get to walk through it! I feel so priviledged. Two weeks and it's all in Scotland! YAY!!

So with that, I think I will go to bed and dream about it.

All This Time...

2006-09-27T01:16:00.000-06:00

I wish I could tell you more about what is happening. I don't know how to. I'm blown away by the ride sometimes. Right now I'm at that place. I never thought I'd be here.

Yet one thing remains the same. I must have more of God. Right now, in this moment I am again realizing how hungry I am for God. I must have more.

I'm blown away by this one song by Delirious right now. It's called "All This Time" off of Missions Flame or whatever their new album is called. There is a line that says:

"All this time, since the day that I was born, I've never known a time like this, I don't want to let you down...."

The nearness of God can never be near enough. Closer can always be. I want to feel Him infuse my very DNA. And I really mean that. I'm not saying it because it sounds cool. I honestly want to feel that. I want to know that He possesses every molecule, every atom, every electron. I want to feel Him take sheer joy and excitement that every tiny bit of me is totally His. My entire life is His, which seems like a big thing. And now... the smallest thing... one hydrogen atom... it's electron... that part of me... is His. He created it. He gave it to me. I'm all God's. I want to feel Him that close.

Jesus is just so real. Tomorrow I want Him to be more real. This next minute I want more reality. This next second I must possess more of the knowledge of God.

God, I don't know... I don't understand it... but I don't care! Bypass my mind and pour it all out on me. I must have more of you. Nothing else matters. I have so many desires, but know that beneath everything my greatest desire it YOU!! Is to fully and totally and utterly have all of you. I could care less if I could explain it first. Explainations mean nothing if I miss it. Bypass my walls, bypass my hurts, bypass everything that needs to be bypassed and come with everything you have! I MUST HAVE MORE!!!

I echo the words of John 14:8, "Lord, show us the Father, that is all we need....."

Can you feel Him? He's right there beside you....

Life worth Living

2006-09-19T11:02:00.000-06:00

I'm pushing through a rather fun week this week. Much to do, much to do. Will I get it done? I hope so. I have a quest that lies before me much of the time -- get more organized and learn how to use my time better.

It is a valiant quest only for the strong of heart.

I did get some stuff done at least. Most excitingly I got my Aeroplan reinstated so I can gather mountains of airmiles and fly all over the world for free. I have a whole load of tickets I have not yet gotten the miles for, so I will be sending those in forthwith to plunder the miles held therein.

Then in October I will be collecting miles while flying to Ottawa for our next Siege, then heading off to Toronto for a day to speak on sunday and then flying home on monday. Then... and then... oh baby... I will be heading to the mother land. Yes, if you have been reading the comments on this blog you will see that soon I will be hoping on a jet plane bound for Scotland. I totally cannot wait for this. Just over two weeks in Scotland -- I may continually pee my pants with excitement. I hope that is not a cultural offense there.

Now I am basically procrastinating writing a bunch of e-mails I need to write. So I should probably get on with that.

Haggis away, or however you say goodbye in Scotlish.

In 10 Minutes?

2006-09-13T18:56:00.000-06:00

How much can I write in ten minutes? I am taking these next ten minutes as I have some free time before our small group, which I am really looking forward to. Daniel will be teaching "God has nice things to say" which is the prophetic training course that they normally do for children. Yay!! I have taught the "adult" prophetic stuff twice at this small group, so it will be good to get the children's stuff as usually it is way better.

As per usual the last week has been a wild one. Thankfully we are documenting much of it on Daniel's video camera. Let me tell you, this will be the funniest video of all time. We are planning on having a full length screening of the video just before Daniel leaves to go back to California. Only the people on the video will be invited to attend, but since we already have about 60,000 people on it... 59,996 of them are complete strangers... the party could be rather fun.

Let me tell you about the glory of this new computer that the Lord graciously brought to me. It has come at such a perfect time. I am working at editing a magazine, plus doing much of the team administration for our next big trip to Ottawa. If I did not have this computer right now I would be staying up until 2:00am on a nightly basis just to get the minimum accomplished. Now? I get to work normal hours of the day and help facilitate this fun thing we call mentoring a generation to steward a nation.

I ate really bad chinese food the other day. How is that for a random subject change? Amy, Tiffany, Daniel and I all got together to... do whatever it is we do. Since Amy now has a hot new condo in downtown Edmonton, we hopped on our mighty subway and walked down Chinatown to get good chinese. Only the good place was closed. So we went to the only other place open... and I think my gutts are still wrealing from that erroneous decision.

But we did get to ride the subway. And got even more hilarious footage, before running into the safety zone called Amy's 12th floor condo.

And... oh dear... this story will have to remain short. Amy's mom is amazing. And hilarious. And very Egyptian. She makes amazing Baklava. She told Amy to bring us Baklava. Huge loads of Baklava. Amy tracked us down. We were watching a movie at too loud of volume with Aaron and Bobbie. Amy could not get our attention via phone or pounding on the front door. Amy puts giant bag of Baklava on my truck. Kayle see's strange bag in the night after watching movie. Kayle opens bag and wonders why a ice cream container is leaking on him. Kayle does not check to make sure container is actually full of ice cream. Kayle decides to throw everything out. Kayle throws away 17 pounds of precious baklava. Kayle calls Amy. Kayle realizes what he's done. Kayle and Amy cry.... and then laugh. Kayle feels dumb. Kayle misses baklava.

Sigh.....

With that, I must away.

Resting in the Whirlwind

2006-09-07T11:27:00.000-06:00

I'm back at home now. The trip to Saskatchewan was really awesome! Ian, Stacey, Daniel and I got some really great video footage of the whole ordeal. We kept thinking the entire time, "Imagine how great it would be to get someone who has only ever lived in the middle of LA and plant them right in the middle of Turtleford... or at least take them on this trip."

We saw much that was different, but saw much that is always the same. Real people, loving a real God, wanting more. No matter where you are, who you are, what demographic you are from this is the great equalizer and puts everyone on the same page. Why? Because now we're all on the page of heaven rather then our worldly place of being.

So now I'm home for a little while. Now it is the strange mix of great rest and great whirlwind. The two blow in from time to time while I'm home. There is the business stuff, the MyCanada stuff and the lives here in Edmonton stuff that I love and fight for everyday.

Dad just told us that the farmer's alminac says that this fall will be really cold with lots of snow. Normally this would make me begin to dry heave, but this time I am really excited. Why? Because we have Daniel with us. Daniel, who if you watch our video was wearing my hoodie, my heavy winter parka, a touque and a sleeping bag while the rest of us were in flip flops and t-shirts. Poor Daniel. But it will open up a whole new real of amazing adventure! I love introducing people to real winter.

Hmmmm... what else... Oh yes... I'm currently fighting waves of panic as when we packed everything up from the weekend in Saskatchewan we packed up the wrong power cord for my computer. This is not good. Especially now. I need on that thing. Luckily we located who had the right one and it should be here today.

So here's to road trips that include:
- The world's largest easter egg
- Canada's largest Turtle
- 40 Km's of mud road that we thought was a good short cut
- Passing multiple combines driving down the highway
- Having Dim Sum (sp?) with a whole ton of people, all of whom did not speak english and two were actually just arrived from Hong Kong
- Seeing the Dinosaurs
- Getting pulled over by the Sherrif, but also getting to have a picture taken with him
- Driving home late in the night only to realize that our headlights no longer worked and we could only have the brights on, which made people real happy... so we tried to drive with the hazards on, but that is less then recommended as its like driving with a strange strobe light at 100km/h

Off to Saskatchewan!

2006-08-31T22:59:00.000-06:00

Hello Folks!

Well, I'm trying really hard to get back into the habit of blogging. I need to do it! I love it oh so very much. Sadly I am blogging at 11:00pm and need to be up early to drive to Saskatchewan tomorrow. I'm speaking at a youth deal for the weekend and probably should be rested, but... I'm doing my usual thing of waiting until the very last minute to pack, prepare and get everything done. I think since travelling so much the excitement wears off. Sadly that excitement is what is needed to be prepared in advance and not put off the needed packing until it is too late.

I decided that a good thing will be to blog while I'm on the road. Since I have this wonderful new computer I will be able to. I probably won't be able to post, but I will write them and save them and then post them when I get back.

Okay... you have to see this... my friend Daniel is on the floor of the TV room doing these wacked out stretches... with a tennis ball. It looks like he is having a siezure or something. But I guess when you are a big time dancer you have to do strange things like this to keep limber and keep up the ability to wing your leg above your head at random times during the day. I'm lucky if I can wing my leg above my hip, so I suppose I should keep my mouth shut.

So yeah, tomorrow -- Saskatchewan! The middle of nowhere Saskatchewan! I'm looking forward to this. It's not all that big, about 70 people coming, but they are hungry and coming from all over the place. That number will be good to get deep with everyone and have us all be able to go to deep places with the Lord as well. I'm speaking at least four times, but there are still three slots that are open and we don't know what to do with. I am travelling with a small team and there will be other capable people there as well, so we'll see how it all pans out. Thanks to the wonder of following Jesus sometimes waiting until the last minute for Him to reveal His plan is the best. Why make plans when you don't know what God wants? And why stress when God is going to do what He wants anyway? Just show up, love Him and try your best to follow Him.

Yeah... I like that.

Anyway, I should really go pack now. And the 8 hour drive to the camp will aid in me getting everything ready for the weekend. I have the feeling it will be one of those "Come Holy Spirit" weekends where that is all you say and He takes over.

Here's to never ending adventure with our most wonderful Jesus!

I'm Gonna Kill Jesus!

2006-08-31T13:58:00.000-06:00

You can always tell when my life has gone from normal to insane levels of mayhem. It’s when I stop blogging. But now that I am posting a blog, don’t you be thinking that anything has changed. I am learning new levels of time management and cutting out portions of my day for the all hallowed practice of the blog.

You may question the title of this blog in particular. No I have not gone off the deep end. Well, I have, but I have maintained my mind in relative fashion. It just goes along with a story I’ve been really wanting to tell you guys lately. It has to do with a little boy we know in our church. He has a certain knack for always saying the most incredibly strange things. I think he is far too intelligent for his age and therefore very strange and hilarious things will come out of his mouth.

In Sunday School the class was learning about the armor of God. Remember that scripture? You know, the helmet of salvation, breastplate of righteousness, sword of the spirit. This little boy really liked the sword of the spirit part, but failed to listen to the entire idea.

After the little teaching the teacher said, “Okay, now what are we going to do with the sword of the spirit?”

The little boy proudly shouted out, “I’m gonna kill Jesus!”

Hmmm…. Something was lost in translation.

Speaking of lost in translation I had the immense privilege of hanging out with a certain Pastor Boris all last night. Pastor Boris is from Kiev it the Ukraine. He is seriously Ukrainian and his English is really good, but sometimes not so hot. I think the major part that ceases to make sense is the cultural differences.

Needless to say we had a great time spending the better part of an hour in Shoppers Drug Mart buying gifts for his leaders. Did I mention Pastor Boris is the pastor of the largest messianic Jewish congregation on the entire planet? So he has a few leaders. All of whom are getting a prized gift from Boris’ trip to Canada – underarm deodorant.

Yes, that’s right. He bought literally $50 worth of deodorant. I’m sure everyone in the store thought this guy was flat out nuts. Daniel and I honestly thought we were in a movie. It was so funny. What was even greater is when Boris got out his massive wad of cash to pay for everything. Suddenly this crazy man wasn’t so crazy.

Anyway, we then drove through the worst rain storm I’ve been in for quite some time. Marble sized hail, the road disappeared under water, geysers were shooting up from the sewer grates, lighting and thunder everywhere… and we were happily driving through the middle of it trying out best to work out the language barrier while laughing hysterically the entire time.

Ever so soon

2006-08-15T19:12:00.000-06:00

I really don't know what to write in this here blog. You'd think my life is getting boring or something! That is vastly untrue -- I just have little to no idea of how to put into writing what is going on. That and with the recent addition of a laptop I am now able to actually work at normal hours, but also increase what I'm able to do. I don't need to sneak in five minutes of computer time here and there throughout the day and then do a giant computer binge every evening. Now the binge lasts all day long!

In and hour and twenty minutes I'm heading out to the airport to pick up Daniel. I can hardly contain myself, I'm so exicted. I'd write for the next forty years about that, but... this is all you get. You'll probably be reading much, MUCH more about adventures with Daniel on the coming days anyway. I have the feeling that some seriously amazing/funny things will be happening...

I'd like everyone to know that I am comfortable with myself. I am a lot more comfortable with myself then I was even a month ago. God has really been doing a number on me concerning what it's like to simply be me. He has been meeting me in places where I have been afraid to go... and now that I've found that I went... the peace, the fulfillment, the excitement is massive. There is nothing like being who you are.

When I was in the Toronto area this last time this really hit me. I was sitting with Dennis Wiedrick on his portch and we were having a really great coversation. We were talking about ministry stuff and identity stuff and the whole gambit. Dennis said something to me that really rocked me in such a good way. We were talking about people who are consumed with "ministry", people who have their identity in ministry and in the constant whirlwind. I've always been one to shy away from that because I have seen hundreds of ministries all around the world and been involved in many of them and let's just say that I've learned a lot.

Still, identity -- where do we get it, where do we operate from? Do we operate from the identity of ministry or the identity of who we are in Christ? For example, I am a son. My identity is being a son. I am a son of my Father, God. This is where I derive my worth, my value, who I am, my identity. If everything gets taken away, I am still a son and nothing can shake that. I'll never loose my sense of value and well being because a son is something that I can't just step out of. It's blood and it's in there forever.

The scary thing is when you put ministry in that place. The more ministry you do the better you feel about yourself, the more self worth you have, the greater value and purpose you feel your life has. Take ministry away and what do you have left? Nothing. We can't find our identity and be totally consumed by ministry. It is so dangerous... simply because it is so close to the goal, yet terribly far away.

Anyway, all that to say that I am rather thrilled that I am a son. I am rather thrilled that now the highest seat of spiritual warfare is rest, for resting in the midst of the storm truly takes faith and expresses faith which says, "I know God is in control." Seems to me that Jesus modelled that for us once.

I'm so glad that He has already won the battle. I'm so glad I live in an open heaven and don't have to fight everyday for it, but simply have to learn how to appropriate it here in planet earth. Pastor Bill Johnson told us that he believes 98% of the closed heavens exist only between people's ears. What would happen if we changed our mindset and attitude to truly believe we really are in an open heaven and set out to do that which we could knowing it were true?

So much striving would cease. I pray it does in my heart.

Anyway....

There's some verbal rambling for you all.

That was unexpected

2006-08-10T23:39:00.000-06:00

Unexpected could be the theme of my life these last few weeks. Much has occured which I never, ever thought would happen. All of it has been incredible. I would tell you of such things, but that is not what this forum is for... naaaah... I probably wouldn't tell you anyway. I just want to tease you all and leave you hanging.

Something that I will tell you about which is both unexpected and incredible is the fact that I am currently updating my blog in the comfort of my bedroom on wireless internet with a brand new smoking hot laptop computer which the Lord has most definately blessed me with today. Some friends of mine called up this week and informed me that God told them to buy me a laptop so they graciously obeyed our wonderful King and now an answer to prayer is at my fingertips.

This was and is totally unexpected and I am beyond blessed, beyond grateful and totally floored.

I would write more, but I am also beyond tired right now and need to make a phone call before I crawl into bed.

Love God people. Life's just more fun that way.

I'm not Conrad

2006-08-09T23:19:00.000-06:00

There is this very strange thing that has been happening to me more and more often. Before it was kind of funny, but now I'm starting to really take notice and say to myself, "What the heck is going on?"

Everywhere I go I get mistaken for someone. It started with people saying, "You so remind me of so-and-so, it's not even funny." I would laugh and they would laugh and off we'd go. Then it got more serious and people would really make a big deal of it saying I looked EXACTLY like someone and acted like them too.

Lately it has been people walking up to me with an astonished look in their eyes saying, "STRANGE NAME... I can't beleive it's you!" I then look at them and say, "I'm sorry but I'm not STRANGE NAME. I'm Kayle, you have me mistaken for someone else."

For example, a few weeks ago in Toronto I literally had someone run up to me and try and give me a hug calling me David and saying how wonderful a surprise it was to see me. I looked at them really strange and eventually they realized that they've never met me before ever. Then right after we cleared that up another person ran up to me doing the exact same thing, "DAVID!! I can't believe you're here!!"

Wierd.

Tonight I was in my new favorite place on earth, the Sugar Bowl. I was sitting down with my friend Jon and noticed these two people looking at me really funny. I thought they must be trying to read something behind my head and paid no attention to it. The lady put on her glasses and looked closer and the man waved and me and said, "Conrad? Is that you?"

I looked over my shoulder, noticed there was nobody and said in return, "Are you talking to me?"

"Yes... Conrad?"

Nope. Not Conrad. I'm still Kayle. We laughed a bit and they lady kept looking at me as if I was lying.

Oh yeah, and I got an e-mail today off our MyCanada website saying that they know someone would could pass as my brother.

Figure that one out.

So that is strange and what is stranger is how Bryan and I made Chili today. But we didn't have a can opener because Stef took it to work. So we opened all the cans with a hammer, screwdriver and a set of pliers. It was quite fun in all honesty. We just realized maybe we should have cleaned the tools BEFORE we pounded them into the cans of food. So I just made it really spicey and cooked it for a long time instead.

So with that, Kayle, David, Conrad or whoever I look just like will sign off and bid you all a good morning, evening or afternoon depending on when you are reading this.

Kayle Mumby, Superstar

2006-08-04T22:47:00.000-06:00

Here is my glamorous lifestyle for you to see:

- Woke up one hour too early for no apparent reason other then my alarm clock was blasting my head in. I still don't know why I set it so early.

- Drove to Whyte Ave to get some wonderfully delicious coffee.

- Forgot to bring parking change so walked 6 blocks in the POURING rain

- Realized the manager of the Starbucks on Whyte is a friend I Speedskated with for years and whom I had not seen in a very long time

- Went to the Sugar Bowl for some incredible lunch (Salmon and lettuce something or other which was completely fantastic)

- Talked to a complete stranger who broke up with his girlfriend that morning and looked like he was incredibly broken hearted. I find out later that he is about to get his doctorate in psychology and felt strange giving him advice, but it was a fantastic conversation and totally a God thing

- Had an incredible prayer time at Healthworks

- Talked to Daniel for 3.2 hours so far (the day is not over)

- Forced myself to eat left over spagetti that I made last night. I liked it better today

- Listened about 17 times to a voice message I got last night

- Went and got another coffee at my Starbucks

- Decided to go book shopping as that seemed the thing to do when all alone

- Looked for a book on George Valanchine (sp?) but couldn't find it. So I bought a huge biography on Stalin instead. For those of you who know who Valanchine is you'll be laughing along with me at just about how opposite those two people are and be asking how it is physically possible to go into a store looking for one thing and coming out with something so, so, so far off the goal

- Ate an entire bag of microwave popcorn

- Decided I shouldn't be alone

- Am curing my aloneness via electronic virtual friendship on myspace

- Will soon make some phone calls...

Yes, my friends... another day in the life of Kayle Mumby, Superstar.

Just one...

2006-07-30T23:27:00.000-06:00

I just finished watching one of the most profound movies of all time. It is one that always effects me greatly. I watch it fairly often. Since I was all alone this evening, it seemed like a good time for it. This movie is called "The Thin Red Line" and people either love it or hate it.

It is not a movie to watch if you just want brain candy, that's for sure. But if you want to connect to God in a deep way and get your self thinking take this one on for size.

I don't know how to describe it, but this movie always profoundly effects me. Its generally a different thing each time as well, although an over-riding theme when I watch it is always community, family, friends and what that really means.

Lately I've been seeing how much more important it is to just love. Especially amidst the "ministry" whirlwind. That is such a dangerous whirlwind. It is so close to the real thing, but just far away enough that you can just miss the mark.

Personally I always think about the nation because that is where I'm really focused right now. Changing the nation. Ministry. Stuff. Doing things. But when you boil it all down a nation is just made up of people. A whole bunch of people all together. If you want to change a nation you have to touch their hearts.

When faced with over 30,000,000 people this can be a somewhat overwhelming task. People may say that I cannot change the nation. They may be right. I'll probably not make relationships with all 30,000,000 Canadians. But I do have people around me. I do have those I love. I do have hearts here and there that I am crazy about all over the country and if I can do what I can do to let them know that they are loved, their dreams can come true and someone is standing behind them then that is good.

Sometimes we can get overwhelmed with changing a nation until we remember that it really is about changing just one. Once you've done that a whole word has been transformed -- their world.

I really like how Jesus boiled it all down to that. Just love each other. That was the best commandment ever. I'm really glad it wasn't a suggestion.

If people know that someone is honestly behind them, loves them, believes in them no matter what then anything is possible.

Bad Kayle... BAD!!!

2006-07-27T15:51:00.000-06:00

Oh my good gosh. It has literally been one month since I last updated this blog. I would have been a lot better, but I have found that travelling without a computer makes communication really hard. The worst part about it is that I am travelling quite a lot these days. Oh well... what can you do?

If you want to check out some cool pictures of my latest trip you can go to my myspace page by clicking here and watch the slideshow. It is pretty cool. Only the pictures are all from California which was only one stop on the multi-city tour which I have decided to call the North American Triangulation Tour for I made one giant triangle in the travels.

Now I am home and am working to get everything all lined up again while I'm in town for the next while. Meetings, meetings, meetings -- most of which are really good and fun! And provide me with money which I had very little of upon returning to the homestead. Oh my crazy life.

I decided on this trip that I am a hippie and need to make peace with the inner hippie that resides in my soul. People have been telling me that I am like a Glandalf who walks around and tells stories everywhere he goes. So maybe I need a giant walking stick and a strange hat too. I've started with the beard, but I'm not going to let that get too scruffy. Maybe just a few feet long.

So now the focus changes to the months ahead - a few trips here and there, the Consumed Gathering, Daniel coming for a while, a couple more speaking engagements, who knows what is happening in October, and November the goal is Scotland for a while. Which reminds me, I need to e-mail my friend and see if I can pop in before the school starts in Scotland.

When I think about times like this I am thankful that the Lord invented coffee. Now remember people, I am not addicted... I just enjoy it liberally at the same time every day. I could stop if I wanted to. I just don't want to... and I don't care if that is the addiction speaking. Coffee and I live in a nice symbiotic relationship which is mutually beneficial. I give coffee a home. Coffee gives me a personality.

I'm going to be productive now. Thank you Jesus for computers and that I can start blogging like a good little boy again...

A Brief Window of Time

2006-06-27T00:56:00.000-06:00

Hey People

Just got a few minutes before bed to update this here blog. I'm in Redding now and will be here for a while. It is so nice to be here. Bryan and I spent a bunch of time at the prayer chapel this evening, which was awesome!! I plan on spending a heck of a lot more time there in the next couple of weeks.

I would write a bunch more, but my brains are shot. You have no idea how unbelievably hot it is out here. Beyond 100 degrees is plain old nasty. Especially when your car does not have air conditioning.

I hope to write more later, but things will have to wait. I have a ton of people to see and a bunch from out of town have come in. Like from all over the nation, whom I have not seen in a long time, so that is incredible!

Massive blessings to you all. Time for bed. I love bed.

Yes. This is my profound entry for the day. More will come.

Hello from Montana!

2006-06-20T16:11:00.000-06:00

Hey Everyone!

I'm sitting in the library of the Lakeside, Montana YWAM base. This is quite the place. Basically I love it here. There are hundreds of missionaries being trained up and sent all over the world. The culture here is somewhat different then what most people are accustomed to. Everyone is international and everyone is well travelled. Put a few hundred of those people together and you got quite the mix!

Last night we went to one of the local pubs to watch the final game of the Stanley Cup playoffs. It was a sad result, but the game was good and the Oilers worked hard. But they lost. We were sitting right beside the owner of this little bar who was absolutely roaring drunk and at the end of the game he bought us all a round as consolation. We were thankful and we had a fun time with him. I had an even funner time watching some of the leaders of this base look uncomfortable because how do you refuse something like that? It would be incredibly insulting to the owner. So we all had a consolation pint. So funny. Quite a nice bar though... very steriotyipcal as to what you would expect.

Anyway, so far so good for the trip. I'm finding that I'm sleeping most of the time. I guess I was more tired then I thought. Andy and Bryan are out playing soccer with who knows who else on the base. I stayed in my room to play guitar a bit and then woke up a while later with the guitar in my lap. I hate it when I fall asleep and don't realize it.

And crazy randomness story of all time (these last two weeks have been WILD random meeting people that I know in random places). Yesterday we went into the dining hall for dinner and up runs this girl I know from Quebec and we stood there in shock because how do you expect that to happen? For those of you who know this girl is one of the sisters who have been to Harvest a bunch of times and who stayed with the Careys. Ellen is here! So we had lunch today because she has been missing the feeling of Canada and being "home".

Okay... I'm going to find Andy and Bryan now and try not to fall asleep in the process.

It's My Birthday

2006-06-16T01:58:00.000-06:00

It's late and I should be in bed, but I feel like writing a bit on nonsense before I do. Plus, it is one hour and twenty two minutes into my birthday so far, so I think I can do what I want to now that I'm the ripe old age of 25.

So shockingly old. Yeah right.

This last year was astounding to say the least. I saw a lot and did a lot that I never thought I'd do in a life time. I think one of the most impactful things was Ottawa. Never in a million years would I have expected to be walking into the offices of my federal government bringing a message of change, revolution and the Kingdom. Never in a billion years would I have expected such a change to sweep our nation and watch as this fire would go to ignite churches coast to coast. And it keeps going... I'm astonished most of the time.

This last year I also got a cell phone. This is monumental. I did happen to get it three days ago, but still... it was last year. And this is also a sign of the immanent return of Jesus himself.

This last year I had a life changing trip to North Carolina. I think... no... I know it was such a change that it will forever effect the rest of my life and how I see things. I am still amazed at the difference of how I see things around me and in me. Some of it is good and better, some of it isn't. But I did meet God all over again while I was there which helps you to remember that no matter what you see, just as long as you look at Him everything will come out right in the end.

I don't know if I can word this one right, but this year I saw myself come to a place of influence in the nation that I also never expected. I still don't know what to think about it. Things like the Canadian Prophetic Council, just recently the Alberta Regional Prophetic Council, things with Watchmen, of course MyCanada and working more with the business community more. And never have I felt this to be so empty if one makes "ministry" and "position" anything even remotely close to their goal. Never have I seen so clearly, especially in the last few weeks, how off the mark we are in our outworkings and attitudes.

I'm not saying these things are bad, they are incredibly good. I think I'm just having a revelation that I should have gotten deeper many years ago. It's something I've always known in my head, but now that my heart is getting used to the idea I've seen how little I did actually KNOW.

Oh dear... I could write a book about that right now... and I probably will, but not right now.

This year I learned how much I value friends and how important family is.

This year I saw even more how much I want Jesus. The real Jesus. Not the set rules and programs, but the real Jesus. I saw how much I really enjoy being with God and how much I love to help people find Him too. The real Him. Not the make believe "let's talk and pray and do nothing about it" stuff, but the real God who causes people to change in ways they never thought could happen, who causes people to take up the cause and really see the world change for the better, who causes people to love with no strings or conditions and just always long for more...

This year I became more comfortable with myself and learned more not to need people, but authentically enjoy them, love them and be friends with them.

This year I learned that nothing can ever compare with the greatness of really knowing HIM.

This year I got about 75 different hair styles and rocked them all.

This year I made my first ebay purchase.

This year I said goodbye to Remi and regretted not answering those tugs I felt on my heart to connect again with my friend I grew up with. This year I felt what it was like to be too late and have that be a definate end.

This year I learned even more that God is the one who is going to make my dreams come true so I better just move out of the way, focus everything on Him and watch as life unfolds better and more incredible then my dreams could have ever come up with.

This year I learned the real purpose of my life, why I'm here and what to do. I haven't the faintest clue how I'm going to do it, but that is part of the fun. It kind of goes along with a new journal I started half way through the year. As I wrote in the first pages I had such an overwhelming desire to be able to read through the rest of the journal to see what the future would hold. But the only way I would be able to do that was if I really lived because then I could fill in all the blank spaces and I'd see what I needed to see as time went on.

I can't wait to turn the next page.

Better Days

2006-06-11T22:49:00.000-06:00

Hello All!

These last few weeks have been really amazing. The next few weeks will prove to be equally incredible if not more so. But my heart is torn. God has been doing a serious number on my heart this last little while and the changes I am seeing are surprising even me.

I don't understand why or how, but it just is. There are certain things I believe. I don't often know how others would see them or think of them, but that's okay. Sometimes I just like to share my heart. People don't have to understand.

Of course the main thing driving me is Jesus and His reality, His spirituality, His presence and just KNOWING that you're with Him. There is nothing like it. No words could ever describe. But sometimes when you tell people that you are instantly thrown into this whole pre-concieved notion of what a "christian" is. Generally that view point is fueld by the mass market Christianity that is shown via Hollywood and by the nut-bars who make it onto TV and freak everyone out, including myself.

There can be a certain stigma attached to that. I do spend a great deal of time in Christian circles and that is good. But there is this whole thing that I see about people being really good at attending Christian services but never doing "the stuff". I also see how there is this thing that I like to call soul scalping rather then going and helping people make a true connection, one that changes their life not because they follow a program but have gotten in touch with the real deal - God himself.

What a bizzare concept. God. Me. Together. Big. Small. Perfection.

Anyway, just as I am about to embark on a rather long trip around the continent I am making connections with so many people who my heart just aches for already. People who I love, who are searching and quite frankly are ready to be with God for real. There is nothing like this. This is my favorite thing on earth to do -- introduce people to the "more" of God because it so has nothing to do with me or the other person, but mostly about watching their minds explode when they come into contact with something so incredible... something they've been searching for all their lives. It's incredible to watch as things finally begin to.... fit.

So in my usual way of thinking, I want to pack up a few people with me and take them with me everywhere I go. But I do realize I have about a week left to pour in as much as I can... and that means be as good a friend as I can, until I'm off for a while on the next great world adventure.

Here's an idea... if you want to stay informed of what happens as I tour about, subscribe to this blog and you'll get notified whenever I post a new update of the lastest crazy escapade I go on. I promise you this one is not going to be boring... well... when are they ever boring. This trip is going to be huge.

So as you subscribe to this blog take a moment and read this next bit if you want. I wrote it while I was spending time with God last night. I couldn't sleep... my heart was awake and thought I'd write a bit.

"I know there's more and I'll spend the rest of my life to find it. Nothing can take the place of this endless journey. I've tasted eternity and now I know that if I'm penniless it won't matter. All I need is Him. If I can just walk with eternity I can be hungry, dirty, outcast and it won't matter for my heart will be happy. This life on earth is just a blink in the entire scheme of things. Life doesn't end. We just move to the endless satisfaction of our soul. I'll give anything to look into the eyes of my Jesus. Nthing else on earth can possibly compare. Only Jesus can fill me. Nothing else beats the reality of Him. And it just keeps getting better. There is always more. Each passing minute, it grows. No matter where we are on the spectrum there is always more. our journey must never cease... it will never cease. Earthly life passes away, but our lives never will... the journey never will. Reality of God, fill me now!"

Signs that make you wonder...

2006-06-09T15:17:00.000-06:00

Okay...

God does really strange things. I have come to this conclusion. How strange, I have not yet discovered, for each time I think I've hear it all the stories just get stranger.

A while ago there was a common manifestation of gold dust appearing on people. I have seen this quite a big. I've been in a few meetings where it appears to be raining gold dust. I've seen people get covered with it so much that you cannot see their skin. Why? Who cares? Its God and it's amazing and He doesn't have to make sense.

Then the gold teeth started happening. People were getting gold fillings in their molars. I've seen this lots too. I've seen people who had no gold in their mouth and the next moment it's all there. I've seen people with blue fillings appear too! Often this happens in the shape of a cross. Why? I don't know. It's a sign and a wonder. WONDER... think about that.

Has anyone heard of the angel feathers? Yep. I see this very often. Been in meetings where it literally looked like it was snowing because so many feathers began to fall. I've even seen an "angel hair" for lack of a better term. Who knows what it was. But it sure did start as a normal hair and end up as a think string of gold.

Wonder wonder wonder.

Oil... that has been happening for a long time. So much oil. My hands leak a lot in meetings which I find interesting. I've seen oil come off of people's hands so much that you can hardly pick them up. It's just gushing out of there. It's wacky!! But... it's a sign that makes you wonder.

Back when I was in Argentina I met up with a man who had been seeing gem stones appear and fall as he was praying. He even had a collection of them to show us. It was astonishing. He prayed personally for a few of us that we would get this anointing -- it was honestly a VERY powerful experience. I've heard a lot of gem stones appearing in nations that are in high levels of powerful revival.

Lots of stuff seems to appear and fall from the sky when God's presence is there. Why? I haven't the faintest clue, but for those who have experienced it they have usually also gone on to had a profound time of worship and experience of the fear of the Lord.

And get this... here's the latest I have heard. So we've got gold dust, gem stones, feathers, oil... and... naked witches.

Yes you read that correctly, naked witches. I know a guy who recently moved to Tanzania to start orphanages. He is a really incredible man of God and I should probably dedicate a whole entry just to the stuff I know of him. He was just back in Canada and spent some time with some friends of mine (he was the best man in their wedding). He goes on to tell them some of the things he has been seeing... like naked witches falling from the sky onto the stage of an open air meeting and demanding to know this God that had just knocked them out of the spirit realm as they flew by and onto their stage.

Uhhhhhhh....

I do not know if I would have to constitution to withstand such an event. But you better believe I'd like to give it a shot!

Washing Machines or Bust...

2006-06-06T10:48:00.000-06:00

I have been meaning to update my blog here for the past two days. I had something so great to post too. But you know what? I clean forgot what I was going to write. Oh well. Recieve it by faith... take it... take it...

Hahahaha... this is funny... I remember now. Maybe I recieved my own update by faith a second time. Yes. That is it. We'll just believe that.

I lifted not one but two washing machines yesterday. I bet that is not what you were expecting to hear. Not only did I lift them, but I carried one up out of our basement (which is near the molten crust of our earths core), out the front door and into the back of the Mumby Mobile. Of course this is with dad's help. But then we took the new washing machine and brought that baby all the way back to the depths of our basement.

Why is this exciting? Because I have no back pain. I'm sure many of you know of the great car accident of February 2001 which Katieann and I had the pleasure of enduring. It was a pretty wild one complete with many fire trucks, ambulances and me having to pry open Katieann's door to help her get out because the car bent in half. This is what happens when someone else runs a red light and plows into you.

We then had the joy of going to the hospital, getting x-rayed and everything... everything... there are some seriously funny stories that came out of this. And after that we got to eat massive pain killers like cereal and go to the chiropractor endlessly.

Net result for me: nearly 4 years of constant and highly unpleasant back pain. I couldn't stand for a long time, let along help move two freaking washing machines.

But last year something happened. I had the opprotunity to work for a friend of mine who owns a tree business. This is incredibly hard work and very physically demanding. I thought there is no way at all I would be able to do this. But I really felt massive peace in taking the job. So I talked to Craig and we agreed to see what would happen and we all started to pray for healing more then before.

Three days of incredible pain later... suddenly it all went away. Just like that. And I have not had any complications at all since then. I used to have to travel with this special space age pillow so I would be able to walk when I woak up. Now I never take it with me. I used to have to be careful of lifting even the slighest thing. Now I can help my dad carry two washing machines all over our house.

God's good at doing things to you. You just have to follow His presence. Even if He's leading you to the complete opposite thing then what you'd expect to be right.

Then you can be overjoyed at the fact that you can lift washing machines too.

Anatomy of a Random

2006-06-03T22:46:00.000-06:00

Yesterday was what we would call random. Let me give you an outline:

- My friend Carolyn who works as a flight attendant gave us a phone call to meet up for lunch. This was a total surprise and really short notice, but off we went anyway. It was great!

- I made it home, but left VERY late to get to Healthworks to pray at the store. I almost didn't go because I was so late, but though I should anyway because I don't want to cop out on my word. So I went, prayed for a little while and when it was time to leave into the store walks in one of my best good friends, Jon.

- I was going to call Jon once I got home, so that saved some time and driving across the city a few more times which isn't the funnest thing in the world. We hang out and go to Whyte Ave so Jon can get some new duds with his hard earned money.

- We successfully get one shirt and decide its time to drink coffee. So we sit down at Starbucks. A few moments later Kandyce walks by! Surprise! And not two seconds later her brother walks up. So now its four of us having coffee.

- I tell them about how I saw Adrian in Saskatoon and RIGHT when I said her name... Adrian walks up. So she joins us for coffee. And she has three guys with her that I have not seen in a long time so it was good to see them.

- Oh yeah, my friend Lana was working at Starbucks too, which was a total surprise.

- Kandyce, Chris, Jon and I decide to hang out for the evening.

- We go see our friend's punk rock show, which... well... I don't feel as if I fit in there, but it was fun nonetheless.

- We get something to drink, Jon goes for a walk to find a bank machine and... runs into our friend Mike Bablitz!! I'm telling you what -- this was one strange evening.

- We move venues to a nice pub on Whyte and the place gets CRAZY. I don't like that all too much, but I was with people I liked so that made it good, plus it should be neccessary for all Christians to get their heads out of their closed pretend worlds and bring it to the places that actually need it. I've had some pretty wild Jesus moments in this pub, and am always looking for more.

-Then we saw a guy who got freaking horns implanted in his head. Chris strikes up a converstian and I can't close my wide open mouth. This guy says, "Oh that's nothing, check out my buddy" who then opens his mouth to show us his forked tongue!!!! I honestly yelled in shock and they all laughed at me. His tongue was cut down the middle and he could move both sides totally independantly of each other. That was freakish.

- We finally leave the pub and when we are leaving in walks my friend Elizabeth....

- By this time the evening is so strange with meeting random people that I know it is time to go home. So I did. Without running into more people that I know which was good. With all of this you'd think I live in a small town. Nope. We've got over a million people wondering around this city. Apparently it was just time for us all to see each other all at once yesterday.

The Day Approaches

2006-05-31T13:25:00.000-06:00

Did I spell approach right? Approche? No.. no... that's not it. Whatever.

The day which is coming closer is actually the day when I get a cell phone type of thing. I vowed never to have on, but neccessity is causing that vow to break. I suppose this is a good thing in many ways as well. This isa sign that things are busier and the need is greater.

But this always brings me to a place where I wrestle and fight. It is a place called finances. I hate having to wrestle with this, but its a battle I need to win. I'm getting a strangle hold on it though. I've gritted my teeth and done some things the Lord was asking to do with crazy results. Strange how His blessing follows when you just obey Him.

But when one's monthly support is less then what most people make in a week this adds to the "wrestle-mania" that goes on in my mind. It also adds to the excitement. Why does it add to the excitement? Mainly because when you watch what happens and how it happens one can only say that this is God.

I mean really... I'm going to be on the road for 34 days in a few weeks making a giant loop around North America. And somehow it is all paid for. I don't know how, but the finances are there for it. So off I go meeting with people and churches and leaders... oh yeah... and the federal government of Canada bringing the power of the Gospel and the transformative reality of the Kingdom of God.

Anyway, I laugh at myself because I have faith for things like this. But when it comes to a freaking cell phone my panic buttons start to go off and I wonder if paying the monthly bill will cause everything to collapse in on itself and that there won't be enough. How strange is that? I can travel the world, but I can't pay a cell phone bill.

I was on the phone with a friend who lives in Montreal and we were talking about this financial stuff. You have to meet this guy. I laughed because I was saying some stuff and he cut me off and said, "You know, Kayle what you are saying is basically a poverty mentality which is a demonic mindset."

Oh.

So I continue to pray, continue to push, continue to wrestle and watch as God moves things forward. This last year has been an incredible year of breakthrough and I expect it to just keep going. Because God is like that. Always increase.

That's my story for today.

AAAAAHHHHHH!!!!

2006-05-23T16:14:00.000-06:00

Hey

No updates in so long!! And now I'm leaving away from the computer. Pray that maybe one day I'll get a laptop... and a blackberry... oohhhh... then I could stay in contact all the time and be able to work all the time instead of just in spurts here and there.

But until then, you can reach me via prayer to Jesus.

I'm off to Saskatoon until the 28th!

Your End is Not

2006-05-16T23:08:00.000-06:00

More and more I'm coming to the realization that we will never arrive. So much of my spirituality has come from the place of working to "get there". I'm beginning to believe that "there" doesn't exist.

Of my King, it is said that the increase of His government there will be no end. His creation is constantly expanding. His Kingdom is constantly getting larger. If His mercy is new every morning, how is it ever possible to arrive there?

I've begun to see how thinking you've made it and you only have to make a few tweeks to how things are going in your life really can cause you to stop moving forward. Arrival is the opposite to moving forward. Arrival is the opposite of earnestly seeking. Arrival says you stop, while Jesus says, "I'm always on the move."

What if there really is no end to the depth in God? There may be a point A, but point B... well... kiss it goodbye. Once we really begin to think like this I think we'll see some major changes and advancements come to our relationships with God and our living a life in the spirit.

I've seen a few things as I've travelled the world. I've been blessed to see many people who either live in the spirit or claim to. I've noticed that those who think they've got there generally are not. Those who have the unending hunger for more, who see the shocking massiveness of God and feel so incredibly small but push forward anyway are walking in things that make me shake my head in wonder.

It's hard to describe that and pass it along sometimes. But that's okay. They'll get it eventually. We're all on our journey. Only this journey has no destination other then the heart of God which has no ending, no boundaries and quite simply is endless. Our ending is endless.

Aaahhhh paradox. Our friend in faith and one that increases the wonder and magic of a life truly lived with Jesus.

Wedding Bells Are Ringing

2006-05-11T22:52:00.000-06:00

Yes, that's right. The wedding bells are ringing. And contrary to popular belief and even greater desire from everyong around me they are not for me. Hmmm... that kind of came out wrong. Everyone doesn't want to marry me, but many people want to see me get married off. I ignore them because stuff like that infuriates me.

The bells are ringing for Ryan and Danielle, and they will be ringing down in Red Deer. Which means I'm going to Red Deer tomorrow! Yay! I love it down there. My day will be rather busy with a meeting at 11:30 in the morning, straight into another meeting at 1:00 in the afternoon and by 3:00 I should be on the road to arrive in Red Deer around 4:30 and then by 5:00 or something like that I get to take in the rehersal dinner of said wedding. I forsee myself sleeping well. I also forsee myself sleeping short. Because I'll have to maximize my time at the Red Deer town of glory.

I happily discovered the existance of an extra week this month. I'm scheduled to be over in Saskatoon for a conference on the 24th-27th and for some reason I thought that was the next weekend after this one. But mom pointed out to me this week that there is, in fact, an entire week that I have overlooked, so that makes me happy. Hopefully I'll be able to make it out to the lake because I have been wanting to go there so badly for the last three weekends, but have not been able to make it out.

Ever wonder what it would be like if you had a lot more faith then you do now. I'm not saying that you have little faith, or that I have little faith... I'm just saying... wouldn't it be cool to suddenly have tons more faith. I often wonder if more faith simply means that you have less fear, or at least you respond to fear a lot less. Maybe its a mix of both.

This is something I would like to see grow in my life and in the life of those around me. Faith. More faith. Lots more faith. And a lot less fear. I keep thinking about the massiveness of the world that we do not always see, think about or pay attention to yet it is the world that basically governs the entire running of the one we live in. Yes... the spirit world.

It is so real. But we often give it no notice. Even the fact that there is basically an entire section of creation that is working with us for the same purpose as to which we've been placed on planet earth. And they got crazy different powers and abilities then what we have. Of course, these are the angels. They're real. They do stuff. I want to learn how to work with them. We're going for the same goal. They do things I can't. So let's work together.

That would be fun. That is fun, actually. Believe me...

What I would also like is to read my Bible a whole lot more. Not just read it because we're supposed to read it. But read it and get so much more out of it. Feast on it. It's the word of God.

I've been feeling a really strong urge for knowledge these days and I've been reading like a mad-man. Like five books in the last two weeks. And the thirst is still there. I want that thirst for the Bible too. Just being honest.

Still, a good quote for you from a book I'm currently reading is this: "Do not stand still and complain, but go forward - mere fault finders accomplish little." That's from a Tuskegee Chapel Flyer from 1899 and if you don't know about Tuskegee I suggest you become familiar with it, and more so with a man by the name of Booker T. Washington who is an astounding person and one worth learning about. May I recommend to you a book called, "Unshakable Faith" by John Perry?

Liquid Poo 3.2

2006-05-06T13:20:00.000-06:00

I posted this on my myspace account for certain reasons... but thought you'd like to see it too... Why not tell the whole world at once?
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Due to an overwhelming amount of feedback on that last bulletin I posted... here is the full, true account of the time I severely pooed my pants. If you like this story you should subscribe to my blog.

Anyway...

This happened a few years back when I lived in Redding, California. Many people know the story, but I don't think many people in Redding know it. That is all about to change. The incident centers around myself and a friend Nathan Grubbs. I am quite sure that Nathan doesn't even know, but once again... let's just blast that one out of the water.

Every once and a while Nathan and I would get together for steak. We'd head over to his house, usually a few other guys would join and we'd have an all around good time. This particular evening Nathan and I got together and he had made Cajun style steaks or something along those lines. All in all, very good.

My day leading up to this point was very, very busy. I can't really remember all that I did, but I do remember that I had hardly ate anything all day long. Looking back on this incident I now see that this was my fatal error. I have since learned NEVER, EVER to eat steak on an empty stomach.

We had our steaks and then were going to go our separate ways. I think Nathan had to do to the church for some reason and I was heading back home. We were getting into our respective cars and at that precise moment I felt a little rumbly in the tumbly.

To understand guy culture one must take into account the aspect of farting. This is very important in true male circles. Many males are not at all accustomed to sharing feelings and "girly" emotions with each other. We do not feel right complimenting another guy on that great dinner they prepared and how it was just so scrumptious. We have developed an entire language that really uses no real words at all. Phrases like, "Meeehhh", "baaaa", or "splaaaa" can be used in a myriad of ways and depending on the tone and volume we immediately understand if we are saying, "Thank you" or "What a delightful evening that was" or "I understand perfectly, I will see you in an hour."

We have discovered that we can communicate on many different levels as well. Not only does our voice box produce audible sound, but other orifices located around the body produce equally, if not better, tones and nuances which can communicate our emotions to each other.

This evening I felt the rumble in the lower regions. I was quite happy for this for now I could use the higher forms of communication that God has blessed men with to emphasize to Nathan how much I appreciated and enjoyed the evening. One loud, impressive fart would affirm Nathan in a deep manner which would not just bring deep meaning, but bonding as well into our friendship.

I gathered the intestinal strength, waiting to release the blast at the exact right moment. Feeling the pressure building to fantastic proportions I hollered over to Nathan who was getting in his car to get his attention and hear the massive detonation brewing inside of me.

"Hey Nathan!" I yelled.

He turned to me and said, "Yeah?" Now you must understand, at this point one would release the blast, cause the birds in that tree over there to fly away and we'd both know to the exactly what had just happened. True, male complementation on a job well done on the steak.

So I gripped down with everything within me, lifted a leg and let fly what should have been the greatest fart of my life. The only sound that followed was the sound of 3.2 pounds of liquid poo exiting my body at an alarming rate of speed.

Some would call this a "shart", but this was much, much worse then your usual shart. This was seriously the mother load of diarrhea unleashed into my pants and me standing there with a rather shocked look on my face not at all knowing what to do in that moment.

Nathan didn't know at all what had happened. He stood there and said, "Yeah Kayle, what is it?"

Panic mode set in. What the heck do I say now? "Oh Nathan! I'm standing here crapping my pants, just thought you'd like to know!" I didn't know what to do at all. Do you ask to then be let back into Nathan's house so you can use the shower? (for a shower is what was needed) How do you bring this subject up? What would I do after the shower? I couldn't just leave my horridly soiled clothes there. And his towels... so white... His wife Myriah would kill me if I even touched those.

So in my shocked state of mind I just pretended like I forgot what I was going to say and went to plan B. Really... I had no plan B. I was flying by the seat of my pants. Sadly the seat of my pants happened to be full of diarrhea so things weren't going to well.

Nathan drove off and I was left standing there. The best course of action that I could figure at the time was to gently let myself into the car and drive home. Oh yes, did I ever mention that I was borrowing this car at the time? Yeah... it wasn't mine.

I somehow sat down without barfing, rolled down the window and had the worst ride home of my life, praying desperately that I wasn't staining the seat of this borrowed car. I made it home, again praying furiously that nobody was home, waddled to the bathroom and had the strangest shower of my life.

Needless to say, a few articles of clothing made it into plastic bags and straight into the garbage bin outside. I then went back to the car to make sure it was clean and that the wretched smell was not lingering.

For two weeks after this incident I was terrified to fart. How all that poo disguised itself as gas I will never know.

And that, my friends, is the story of the 3.2 pounds of liquid poo.

2006-04-29T16:35:00.000-06:00

Well, well, well... these last few days have been interesting to say the least. I've seen some things that have totally blown my mind. I am living in days that totally blow my mind. I don't know what is happening and I love it because only God can possibly do this.

I don't know how this works, but somehow or another I seem to meet some incredible people. I somehow get to have relationship with these people and I have to remind myself that this just isn't normal. Well... it is normal. We should all be radically impacting the world. What isn't normal is having Jesus alive in you and you doing nothing with the most powerful transformative force ever to exist and that has been given to you. That's not normal.

Anyway... last night I spent some time with a certain man named Pastor (I will not put his name here). He is a native to China, but now lives in Canada and is a Canadian citizen. But his heart is for China. We have walked together for a few years now and never in a million years would I ever have guessed what this man has his hands in.

Recently he was in China with a few of his friends. These friends lead an underground network of Christians that number somewhere in the 60 to 70 million range. That's more then double the entire population of Canada. Oh yeah... the leaders of this movement? About 200. You would never believe the logistics involved with that... but it works.

Anyway, if you ever meet Pastor you will notice that he is a gadget man. He has video cameras, sound recorders, Palm Pilots, cell phones, you name it. And they are always on. And yes... they were on when he went to China this last time.

I heard some of the stories, but they were sketchy at best, so since I got to spend the last week with Pastor I would ask him every now and again to tell me about it. He was very hesitant to speak anything, but last night in a small group of people I asked him again and he looked at me and told me to follow him.

He produced his laptop and a certain DVD with footage from his last trip to China. I pray I will never, ever forget what I saw. Words literally do not describe and it is honestly very difficult to believe that which I did.

We in North America always talk about the "Glory Cloud" entering a room during a worship service or something. This is something I have always longed to see and I have seen it once on video tape. A small cloud that caused thousands to become silent in an instant.

What I saw last night would have honestly terrified me if I were in the meeting. 200 leaders all worshipping with passion that puts any one of us to shame and then the cloud begins to form over their heads. But in two minutes time the cloud is so thick that it filled the entire room and the video camera almost becomes useless. They continued to worship in this glory cloud and it continued to get thicker and thicker and I was astonished.

The teaching goes on for hours and hours, the praying, the educating, the healing, everything. Suddenly an alarm is sounded and the PSB have discovered this area where the country's most wanted criminals are assembled. So they run into the jungle and pray for their lives.

And there is Pastor amidst all of this. There are the young chinese men and women literally risking their lives right on the video that I am watching which happened only a month ago. They had to stay in the jungle for a long time, praying but were able to make it out through miraculous provision. Once they get to another secret location at around 1:00am, what do they do? Teach more. There is no time to waste, sleep is something that can happen later.

Apparently a bunch of leaders were arrested from this meeting and many are still on the run. There is a cry for prayer for these amazing men and women of God who are being persecuted beyond belief, but live in realms of God that we just do not yet understand.

The stories of the police there are horrendous. The extent that the government has control over the people is even more psychotic. This is the news you'd never in a million years hear talked about on CNN today. Yet it is happening and we seem to be joyful over communist China's recent advance into the global scene. It's as if everyone is happy there and everything is great.

Until we find out that in Edmonton... EDMONTON... a Chinese spy was uncovered who was sent by the communist government to watch their exchange students and report if they had made any movements at all towards the gospel. Edmonton people. This last week. How do we know? Because this person followed the exchange students to an Alpha course and accepted Jesus as well and was afraid to go back home and didn't know what to say. He was desperate for prayer and safety.

Have we any idea the times we are in?

I could go on about the horrific and shocking ways the communist government uses to track their most hated criminals, whose only crime is being a Christian. But you probably won't believe me.

Pray for these leaders. Some are coming to be with us this summer. What an awesome priviledge to have them. And that is just the tip of the iceberg for what is about to occur. Please, take a moment and pray right now. Our brothers and sisters need your help -- the power of prayer is unlike any other.

And home...

2006-04-20T22:14:00.000-06:00

I'm back in the windy city of Edmonton for a few days. Leave again on monday. In this time I have to try and figure out where my brains went. Actually... I don't want to. I want to leave my brains splattered on the walls of the spirit realm. Maybe then they will be clean and turn into something useful.

I have much to ponder. Much to share. What happened was so deep I don't think the words have yet been invented.

If you want, I posted a bunch of pictures on my myspace that you can watch. Just click here....

Hello From North Carolina!

2006-04-17T11:49:00.000-06:00

Hey One and All!

I'm currently tucked up away in the mountains of North Carolina. Moravian Falls to be exact. This is an incredible place. The history is rich to say the least. First you need to know about the Moravians. Basically they were a group of people who started a little prayer meeting that lasted for 100 years, 24 hours a day over in Germany. A man named Zinzendorf started that whole thing and he actually came over here and started the same deal on these mountains. Hence the name Moravian Falls. When he signed the name as to who owns the land on the deed he wrote in "Jesus Christ". That's some good heritage.

Needless to say this place feels amazing. Then add to the fact that some of the most influential men and women of the church all live here and you have yourself one strange community. It is mind boggling to drive down the road and go, "There is Larry Randolph's house, there is Paul Cain's house, there is Bobby Conner's house, there is Rick Joyner's house, there is Suzy Wills' house, there is Don Potter's house, there is Doug Addison's house..." and the list goes on.

Of course since we're all crazy in the church we immediately start to think, "Oh don't go idolizing the people!" but in all honesty these are incredible men and women of God who have given everything to effect change and have given their lives for the church. It is like walking through a modern day hall of faith and if you choose not to look at the lives these people have lead then you are missing out and missing a major lesson. This is where the aspect of true, Godly honor kicks in and we need it back in the church today.

All this to say, what an incredible piece of land this is. What is it that has caused such a place to come into being? How is it that this little, out in the woods area has come to such a place of influence in the world? That's the real question that I want to ask everyone here. Most people would go bonkers and try to get prophetic words out of everyone (yes, I am wanting that too), but really... the question I want to ask them all is, "How?"

The view is amazing from here. Whether you are looking out the fourth floor of a certain man's study over the valley, or if you are looking through the trees from the porch of someone you've never heard of or if you have your eyes closed in the car. The view is amazing from here.

And best of all, I still have almost a week left!

Don't Ever Settle...

2006-04-09T23:42:00.000-06:00

Inspire me, Lord. Breath fire in me. I must have more. Can I run faster? How far can these eyes see? My words, what change can come from them?

There is more for you. Don't ever let yourself think otherwise. You have not reached your end. You have not seen all that there is. Adventure never ends. It always continues. You must run with it.

It's scary. It takes gutts. But don't ever settle for anything less.

You may be confused. You may not know the way to go. But I bet if we talked it through you'd at least know the next step. Take it. Take the next step. You don't need to know the end product. You just need to know there is always more and settle in your heart to go for it. Scared or not. Confident or not. It doesn't really matter. It's not for other people. So close your eyes, or open them and take the next step.

Don't ever settle for anything less.

When you can't run, walk. When you can't walk, stand. When having done all to stand, stand further. Don't ever settle for anything less. You'll find soon that you're walking. Imagine the joy, anticipate the freedom of when you run. Then fly...

Don't ever settle for anything less.

This race you run isn't against other people. There is one competitor. And this competetor always crosses the line first, always gets the trophy. That's you. So run the race. And don't ever settle for anything less.

Love from the deepest part of who you are. You'll find it always gets deeper. Transform the world with a smile. Find Jesus everywhere you go. His reality. His presence. His everything you've ever dreamed of.

Don't ever settle for anything less.

Claritin Cures All!!!

2006-04-06T23:46:00.000-06:00

With the snow all melting and us entering into our strange quasi season that is winter/spring but more like a wasteland of dust and grey colors my allergies tend to go a little haywire.
This year I have forgotten about this strange phenomina and for the last week I've been feeling like a Mac truck has hit me. I haven't been sleeping well and my sinuses have been rather... clogged?

Today dad had a brain wave and suggested buying allgery meds. Which we did. And I already feel 10 times better and have energy. Good thing, seeing as it is nearly midnight and time to go to bed! But my sinuses are clear so maybe I'll sleep all the way through the night tonight.

I leave soon for Moravian Falls. Another dream come true. I can't wait to be there. There are many circumstances around this trip that are mind blowing, but right now they are going to stay private. I may tell you about them in a few weeks. Right now, though... they are personal... wonderful, incredible and plain on amazing to see how God works and what He does in your life.

A few years ago when I lived in St. Louis, Missouri a great friend of mine took me out for dinner. Her name was Gale and she can be credited for a lot of what God has done in my life. She is an amazing woman of God. Anyway, we were at some Vietnamese resturant and she was saying how I was too young at the time, but soon I will be able to see how God works things in my life. I'll be able to see seasons, patterns, similarities and if I pay close enough attention I'd be able to watch God do incredible things in ways that go further then just sitting on a bench and watching your life go past your eyes.

I think I'm coming into the age where I can only now begin to see this happening. I'm 24 and do not in any way consider that old. There are still a lot of firsts when it comes to being 24. I have seen a heck of a lot, and done a heck of a lot but that does not satisfy me. I am on a constant drive to see what it means to become God's dream come true.

Only now am I able to see what Gale was telling me about. And it is remarkable.

Not all is easy. Not all is light. Not all makes sense. But all is amazing. Maybe not in the midst of it, but I'll tell you what has made things easier in the midst. It is taking a step back. It is removing yourself from the situation for a moment and just looking at everything for a moment and saying, "Wow... what a ride this is."

I suppose it is something like climbing Everest. Often times it is really hard, confusing, scary and I'm sure people would often times rather be on a couch, warm at home. But if they just lay all that stuff on the shelf for a moment, look up from the snow and ice, they'll see a sight that very few people around the globe get to see.

I lead a different life. At times it is not easy. At times it is confusing. I don't always know what is behind the next corner. But one thing I have learned is to stop, take a breath and enjoy the view for a moment. I can pause and take in the wonder of it all. I can pause and thank God for such a strange existance. I can lay aside the hardness and take a break. There is nothing wrong with that. Take a break... you can pick up the task and keep walking again after you've rested for a moment. It's not like your backpack is going to sprout legs and run away the moment you take it off.

Wait a second... wasn't I talking about Claritin?

I'm going to sleep now. Tomorrow I shall see what tomorrow holds.

A Brief Pictoral Journey

2006-04-02T22:51:00.000-06:00

Hello one and all!

I had a grrrrreat time this weekend. For the first time in a very, very long time I feel more rested coming home from a trip. This is a strange and very nice sensation.

Ma, Pa and myself hopped in the SUV early thursday morning and ripped down to Calgary so dad could have his business meeting. Ma and I also had a very important meeting with Cherie at the Olive Garden. As we all know a meeting with Kayle is not complete without some sort of coffee adventure, so we all went on one and found this incredible coffee shop that Cherie recommended. I had a very fine Americano, which woke me up and then I was able to talk more coherantly for a few moments. I think while we were walking along the street to get the coffee I saw the most demonically possessed man I have ever seen in my life -- which if you know anything about me is really saying something. I wanted to stop and talk but one glance and I knew it would instantly be a "situation" as he was already shaking and our eye contact was less then pleasant. I've been thinking about the man a lot, though... and praying. I've never, ever seen anyone that far gone.

Needless to say, this coffee shop which is own by some Christians is placed in a very perfect spot in the city of Calgary. You should all go. And if I knew the address or the name I would tell you. Gee... that was a good plug, wasn't it?

Anyway, the afternoon with Cherie was wonderful and then we hopped back into the SUV and drove the rest of the way to Medicine Hat to visit Grandma. I was highly anticipating this trip as I felt the moment I heard about it that some key relationships that I have in Medicine Hat would be blessed and poured into again. My goodness, did that ever happen. I was able to reunite with some people I have not seen in a long time, some I didn't even expect to see. This weekend really was a gift. Plus I got to see some of my most favorite people in the world who happen to be YWAMers so that made me happy.

The night we got into Medicine Hat, I could hardly sleep. I could feel the presence of God so strongly in the air. I still can't really explain it other then knowing... KNOWING that you are in the right place at the right time and something good is about to happen. This something good had absolutely nothing to do with ministry stuff only everything to do with relationships.

As you probably know, I really love people... so this was wonderful to me.

And of course we got to spend some quality time with Grandma, hear some of her amazing testimonies -- the stuff she doesn't even know is profound -- and just be family together. In all it's strangeness.

So without further adieu... adooo?... I will now entertain you with some photographs.

One evening I joined Landen and Josh in their new little building for some worship. This is about 1/3rd of one of the giant rooms in the building. That night I was struck by warehouses and how much they've meant to me over the years. About 7 years ago I found myself in a warehouse in Argentina praying for and with hundreds of pastors being used in the great revival in that nation. A few years earlier my dad found himself in a massive warehouse in Toronto getting rocked by the power of the Holy Spirit -- the movement which we know of as the Toronto Blessing. I met one of my heros of the faith in a warehouse in Atlanta in the middle of one of the worst slums - Jackie Pullinger. This night I found myself again in a warehouse and was overwhelmed with gratitude.

This is Dylan. I had not seen him in nearly two years. We spent a lot of time together over the summer that I spent at Eagle's Nest and I have thought about this guy and prayed for him often. When I walked into the above worship night he was standing there and we were both totally shocked and amazed and so thankful to be together again. I got to spend some awesome time with Dylan this weekend. God is amazing at making sure the right people stay in your life.

And here we have a nice little church that is so strangely placed in Medicine Hat. You're driving through residential streets of a normal prairie town and then BANG... giant church. Beautiful, though. The wooden roof inside is BREATHTAKING.

This picture makes me laugh. These are the said quality YWAM people who I love. Especially because they drove the hour and a half round trip drive to come and see me in town. Ten bazillion Kayle points to each and every one.

And finally... Dylan, Kayle, Josh and Scott. I don't really know what to say about this picture. I kind of like it. Even though Josh disturbs me.

Thus ends my brief pictoral journey through this last weekend. We are all now better people.

And I still haven't packed

2006-03-29T23:37:00.000-07:00

Hello All

This month I appear to be on the road a bit. Starting tomorrow at 7:00am!! And why am I awake still? Silly Kayle.

My dad has business in Calgary so mom and I are joining him. We'll see some good friends in Calgary while he is having a meeting and then we'll drive to Medicine Hat to hang out with Grandma for a while. I hope to see some Eagle's Nest folks as well as I have not seen them in a while.

So this entry will be short and sweet. And in case you are wondering... that is where I am this time around.

Love you guys!

Kayle.

Let it be

2006-03-26T22:23:00.000-07:00

My new friend Casey and I took this picture in Ottawa a couple weeks ago. Sometimes a long blog entry just doesn't matter...

Reality

2006-03-23T23:01:00.000-07:00

I love to read. I read a lot. Maybe not in volume, but in time. I read everyday. Sometimes one or two pages. Sometimes a few chapters. But I do like to read everyday. There are treasures to be mined out from those pages, you see.

There are snippets of lines that cause your mind to spin, and if you're good at it, you can follow that spinning into a whole different world. Maybe one that existed already. The world of your emotions and memories. Sometimes the words will spin you into a whole now world of imagination and the magic held therein. God just might be waiting to show you something -- only if you let him.

I have been reading this one particular book over the last month or so. It's not a long book, but its a good one. It's not an overly spiritual book, but the impact on my life has been great. It is touching me in a way I did not expect.

"The Longing for Home" by Frederick Buechner. Maybe you should go out and buy it. Maybe read it now. Maybe read it later. But have it ready. There will come a time when you will need a book to sit down and read. Not a mind-candy book, but one you can chew on. Not a book to learn anything, but one that you can experience. A book with little snippets that jump out and capture your heart, your mind, your soul.

Kind of like this line, "...a joyous, spontaneous, self-forgetting response to the most real aspect of all reality..."

Spin, my soul, spin. Capture the fire held in such a set of words and run with it.

I had the priviledge of talking with a few of the people who have affected my life in the most profound ways today. I talked with some Wiedricks over in Ontario. Their love changed my life. I talked with a Chris Quilala down in California. His friendship left me never the same. Both continue to do so.

In my heart I see a joyous, spontaneous, self-forgetting response to the most real aspect of all reality when I think of them. I do not have a memory of something that was, but I have an experience of that which is. Both showed me an aspect of reality that I carry deep within my heart. The fire there keeps me warm.

Ottawa Recap

2006-03-21T18:55:00.000-07:00

Hey All

You can check out some Ottawa recap action via the Siege Blog. I did an interesting entry that starts off with a Gandhi quote. We'll see how the religious like that.

And because I don't really feel like writing and writing, I'll leave you with pictures. Because pictures are worth 10 bazillion words.

This is Canada's Senate. It's a rather stately room, appropriately called the Red Room.

These are the doors we have been told we will never cross. Why? Because what you see is the floor of the government of Canada. This is called the Chamber, or the House of Commons where the Members of Parliament debate and basically run the country.

This is us sitting on those chairs you see behind closed doors. Yes, that's right. We were informed that we were the first group to sit on the chairs, even before the 39th Parliament of Canada has sat on them. You'd better believe we were praying our brains out. And you'd better believe walking on that carpet was a dream come true!

A rare, empty hallway of Parliament. I thought this was beautiful and was able to snap a picture as we walked by.

The ambassadors get a whole train of cars for one person. We get a whole train of people for one van. Can you believe we got all of those people, plus the photographer into that van... repeatedly?

Travel Fun to Ottawa

2006-03-11T23:24:00.000-07:00

Hey All!!

I might not be able to update for the next little while. I'll be in Ottawa again doing about the same as last time if you recall. Pray for us please!!

We had an awesome night tonight of welcoming home Geordie and Stef, Stef's b-day party and then some unexpected, but very awesome prayer for us in Ottawa! Yay to all who were there.

Gotta keep this short as I need to finish my packing and be off early in the morning.

Hopefully I'll have internet access and if so, then I'll post some fun stuff.

I speak massive blessings to you in our wonderful Jesus' name!

It Happened Again

2006-03-09T23:42:00.000-07:00

It happened again
The dream that haunts me
Returned
I woke up this morning and didn't want to be here
Moments before I was home
Worries faded
Joy was there
I held my friends and I cried
The tears could not stop
And I didn't care
I was home
It happened again
The dream that haunts me

48 Is Done

2006-03-06T11:49:00.000-07:00

Well...

I'm stealing away a few moments before I leave the home of Devon and Kristi down here in Taber, Alberta. Thankfully the sun is shining and it is super warm outside, so there will be lovely dry highways all the 6 hours home.

I can't believe what happened this weekend. It was rather unexpected. I lead "worship". The musical, band side of things. I do this fairly often at home in our small group, but in a setting with microphones and all that it is a little different. I rather enjoyed myself.

Last night was wild. They stuck a mic in my hands and for the first time ever I just stood there with an entire band and well... I felt funny. But then I decided I could stand there and feel funny or I could go for it and see where we end up. Let's just say I went a little "Suzy Wills" if you know of her. Spastic, all over the place... but I was not going to go through this session without giving it everything I had in order to have a power encounter with the Holy Spirit.

I wish you could have been there. It was so incredibly fun. I've never in my life done anything like this before and I think maybe that helped. I only had two options. Feel really stupid or throw caution to the wind and explode.

It's fun to explode.

Anyway... last night was really special to me. I'd write more but I have to get in the Mumby Mobile and pilot myself back home.

This Post is for you!

2006-03-02T16:26:00.000-07:00

Yeah... I dedicate this post to Dave Onishenko. I really have no reason to. So there.

I was more then pleased the day after I arrived in Taber to find the sky bright and blue and everything melting. Why didn't I just stay an extra day in Red Deer? WHY!!??!?!?! Then while we were all sitting at Devon and Kristi's table Devon starts making phone calls to ask people to pray for the safety of all the people coming to the Pure 48 thing this weekend. Yeah. You're a day late on that.

We had a good laugh about that.

We are also laughing about this strange mystery coffee someone gave to Devon and Krisit. It is from Jerusalem. Devon and I tried making some yesterday afternoon. Let me be the first to tell you that whatever is in that bag is definately NOT coffee. It is brown cocaine or something like that.

We made a pot of it. Literally. Boiled a bunch of water and steeped the coffee in the pot. Only the coffee doesn't smell anything like coffee. It doesn't look anything like coffee. And it really doesn't taste anything like coffee. By the end of our experience I was sure that what was in the bag was actually fertilizer for growing the coffee.

We drank maybe a quarter cup each of this stuff and within a few minutes were flying high. Seriously high. I have never gotten hit with a caffienne rush ever like that before. And after only a quarter cup of it!! I only stopped drinking it because the taste was so strange and the smell even worse.

Yeah... pretty freaky stuff. That's all I have to say. But if you want to get a great deal of work done sometime... get this stuff. You'll be ultra productive for a few hours before you come crashing down again.

The Pure 48 event starts tomorrow night. I have the strangest speaking/ministering times I have ever been given during a conference thing. 11:00pm-1:00am tomorrow evening. 7:00am-9:00am the next morning. 3:00pm-5:00pm that day. 5:00am-7:00am the morning after that.

Uhhhhh... to say I was confused as to what they actually brought me down here for would be completely accurate. We'll just see where all this goes. I am glad that the YWAM crew from Eagle's Nest is going to be here because we already flow so well together and I want to force them to come to all my times so we have a blast. In the past we've had insane times with Jesus in settings like this, so I'm happy.

This time is really just for seeking the presence of God, so I suppose it doesn't matter what time it is... all I want is more of Him, so let's all go together. In fact yesterday afternoon I was praying for this weekend and I got totally surprised by the presence of the Holy Spirit. As in I got totally ROCKED for the better part of an hour. Yeah... so this weekend... I'm expecting good things. I don't know what to expect, but I do expect it to be awesome.

Well... I think I'm going to get that "coffee" chemical tested now. We'll see what Devon and I just put into our bodies.

Until next time... fall more in love.

The Dance of the Mumby Mobile

2006-02-28T20:08:00.000-07:00

Well, let's back up and start at what I did yesterday. Yesterday I hopped in the mighty Mumby Mobile and drove over to Red Deer. Where I got healed. This nasty sickness that has been hurting me finally came to an end. It is all thanks to the Torwalt healing pool, otherwise known as their hot tub. A few of us were in there for an astonishingly long time.

So long that I had to stumble into the shower and blast myself with cold water because I thought I was going to die. Then I stumbled into bed and layed there for a long, long time still thinking I was going to die.

I decided I was hungry so Bryan and I went to Denny's and now everything is better. I think that by nearly killing myself I killed the virus first.

Then I had the world's greatest sleep. Which was nice. Because I got back into the truck the next morning (today) and drove the most intense, stressful, worst ever stretch of winter driving I have ever done in my life.

I have driven in a lot of bad conditions. Nothing compares to this. After I crashed my truck I got out and literally had to hold onto the door of the truck because there was so much ice on the road.

Yes, you read that right... after I crashed the precious Mumby Mobile. Since I was driving in the middle of a near white-out blizzard I was already going slower then normal. It was about at that moment that the Mumby Mobile decided it loved the winter wonderland and started to dance freely in the pretty snow.

You must understand that while driving the Mumby Mobile in the winter you pretty much always have the back end fish tail on you. This is not an unusual occurance. You just left off the gas and drive gently through the "fun".

Not this time. The dance began. Mumby Mobile suddenly swerved left. I left off the gas and rolled my eyes. The Mumby Mobile swerved right. I began to worry and corrected the stearing a bit. The Mumby Mobile then decided to take this dance to a whole new level and pulled a triple axle right down the middle of the highway complete with screaming tires and bashing into the safety rails that kept me from rolling down the hill.

I joined the dance by yelling, "OH S**T!!" and then "Jesus, HELP!!"

I decided I'd toss both of those nice sayings out there and see which one would be honoured. The "Jesus HELP" one I think saved my life or at least the life of the Mumby Mobile for something very, very strange happened. As I was spinning around and around I bounced off the gaurd rail. I should have continued bouncing but I suddenly stopped. If I had not stopped I would have been t-boned by the cars that were right behind me.

I honestly thought that my back bumper got stuck to the guard rail, or that my tires had blown out because I stopped so suddenly in a direction that I shouldn't have been able to stop like that. I tried a few times to get my truck back into the right position, but the thing wouldn't budge.
So I got out to see how the heck I was going to unhook my bumper from the rail. I looked back there and... nope... it wasn't hooked. There is a fantastic new (deeeep) dent all down one side, but the bumper was not tangled. I scratched my head and wondered why I was not able to move forward at all.

I then looked at my rear tire and noticed something that totally boggles my mind. In the back of my truck we have a bunch of cement blocks that give it more weight so stupid stuff like this doesn't happen. "Somehow" one of those blocks managed to climb out of the box and get wedged perfectly in front of my rear tire, causing my truck to come to a complete stop and not bounce back into highway traffic. It was wedged so perfectly, that I couldn't even drive over it. I had to remove the cement block with my hands before the truck could go again.

I guess those cement blocks are in there for a good reason after all.

Some nice guys in a welding truck stopped and had ran down to my truck yelling, "Holy (swear words) are you alright man??"

I was perfectly fine. They helped me turn the truck around to face the right direction and then I was off again. Driving off through the worst winter storm ever.

Luckily I had the family cell phone with me so I called my parents, Aaron and Bobbie and Peter to pray for me. That got me through and I even ended up leading a large train of vehicles through the storm. I thought I might have been going too slow, but there were a few places to pass and nobody moved from their place in the line.

I prayed like mad that the snow would stop. I told the weather, "You can do what you want but you can't snow and there can be no wind until I get to Taber." The snow stopped, the wind stopped and the roads actually began to improve.

Once I got to Devon and Kristi's house it wasn't even five minutes and the snow hit like crazy.
I made it! Took me forever, but at least I got here. And now the Mumby Mobile has some extra character marks on it. I just need to find a new tail-light cover. The bulb didn't break... just the plastic.

Thus ends the most stressful drive of my life.

Fun Times...

2006-02-26T23:13:00.000-07:00

The day of bass went very well. It would have gone much better if I was not rather ill the entire day. A nice head cold/crazy weird random seering pain shots sickness thing is trying to settle into my body. I am fighting it with prayer, suppliments and our always beloved Tylenol PM.

I am sitting here waiting for my PM to kick in before I crawl into bed. When I not totally doped up large portions of my joints/skin absolutely KILLS... so I'm waiting for the buzz to set in and then I can creek myself into bed. I've been feeling this since Wednesday, so I'm about ready to not feel it anymore.

And tonight I will get all better because I am supposed to leave for a week in the morning. Oh dear.

Anyway... I'm rambling... I think the PM is starting to work. The evening was really good. Peter hit a home run in the worship factor and I had a blast. The crowd was really conservative, which is something that I am not used to nor do I understand at all. I can appreciate the choir that sings songs with french horns and other such instruments, but really... is this all that Christianity has to offer to them?

Why come to a worship even to sit there and watch? I don't understand it and I really don't understand why people do it. In the words of Damien Rice, "Why'd you sing Hallelujah, if it means nothing to ya?"

But there was a large contingent of people who were into it. And they populated the front row. And promptly freaked the heck out of everyone. These people come from a church called Spruce Grove Community. Worship in Spruce has basically no rules, no guidelines and if the thought comes into your head you go and do it without a second guess. Let's just say that the worship times at that church are... lively?

So worship starts. It's the fast songs. They are fun and exciting. So what does the front row do? What they always do at church! Come on, doesn't everyone worship like this? The breakdancing begins, the other strange whatever style worship dancing begins, they're jumping all over the place and basically going nuts-o for Jesus. This is good. I like it. I then look at other people and question why I've never seen such shocked looks on people's faces before.

Worship continues. More fast songs. So what does the front row do? What they always do at church! Come on, doesn't everyone disassemble the entire front of stage decoration of world flags and start whipping them around everywhere during worship? Oh dear... you should see the size of those shocked eyes now... they're almost as large as the wide open mouths.

It did provide a great deal of entertainment from my vantage point on the stage. Especially when they formed a line of perfectly timed dance moves including a powerful thrust of the flags into the air. The decorator people didn't take this into account and did not glue, staple and tape the flags to the poles so a few of the flags when flying off the sticks and one guy in particular was waving around a stick for a while before noticing his flag was decorating the ground.

But what do you do when the flags fall off their sticks and fall to the ground. You crumple them up in a tight ball and chuck them into the air as high as you can! Come on, doesn't everyone worship like this? Surely the highly conservative representatives from that nation would be greatly impressed with our treatment of their flag.

But then I looked around as the worship time progressed. Suddenly a few more people then just the front row were going for it. A few were in the isles dancing away. Some decided to clamp their mouths shut and close their eyes and actually... RAISE THEIR HANDS... and they worshipped for a while. It was nice to see.

Others, I'm sure, are going to have amazing stories to tell when they get home. I would LOVE to hear their take on the worship time. I know I loved it, but I'm used to that kind of stuff. I am also used to being in many different styles and flavors of Christianity from travelling so much, so I always find it funny when one "flavor" blasts off without any notice of anyone else around them. Really... I authentically find it hilarious.

Another cool thing for me last night was to be able to revisit the very same location where I first met the Holy Spirit. Hall C of the Shaw Conference Center. That was one serious power encounter that lasted for a long, long time. I was nailed to the floor and I will never forget the way the ceiling looked. It was nice to be able to go back into that hall, look again at the ceiling and remember how it all began for me.

It was nice to walk the halls of that conference center, to remember the electric feeling I'd have in the parkade underneath Canada Place, to feel the excitement. One day when I'm rich I'm going to rent out Hall C again. I may invite people, but for a good portion of the time I'll be there by myself in deep and humble gratitude for the God who invaded my life with all His power late one evening. It is nice to be able to visit the physical place where God stepped down and became the living defenition of real in my life.

After I'm doing being alone with the Holy Spirit then I'll invite a bunch of Jesus lovers to join me and they can get tons of flags and go as crazy as they want. I'll be going with them all the way.

A day of bass

2006-02-25T09:43:00.000-07:00

Today will be a good one. I have to get my butt in gear (that's a strange term if you think about it) and get ready for my day. Why? Because it is a day full of me playing my little bass guitar. Or Arby as my aunt named it.

We start the day at Peter's church and practice our brains out at 11:00. This is with a band that has played together three times. This morning will be the third time. Luckily everyone is really good and knows how to play music so we have instantly clicked and amazingly sound really tight.

After our practice that will go for however long we then change venues to the Shaw Conference Center at 4:00pm for our sound check. That will take a few minutes and then we hang around for the evening to begin. It is for this thing called Missions Fest which is a huge trade-show style conference that is filled with mission organizations, speakers and the whole bit. We are playing for the young adults evening and I'm really looking forward to it. Any of you in the Edmonton area should come out! It starts at 7:00pm and I think it costs $5.

Our venue is Hall C which looks pretty darn cool, if you ask me. Hopefully it gets filled with crazy Jesus lovers and we have a wild time.

Anyway... I need to go get ready. I'll update you later on with how it went...

Retro Boogie Dance Party

2006-02-23T00:10:00.000-07:00

I was just flipping through the TV chanels and it just so happens that on Much More Music right now there is an incredile show on. The Retro Boogie Dance Party. I am in awe. Currently Rod Stewart is belting out, "If you want my body" and I can't believe what I'm actually watching.

I'm amazed these people thought it was cool. Well... the music is by far cool and is waaaaaaay better then the majority of the pop stuff we got now. But the rest of the package... it frightens me. Only because I want to live in that time period so badly.

I still regularly listen to the 80's power ballads. I honestly enjoy the 70's and much of the disco stuff. Who couldn't?

I really don't have much to say right now, but I did want to get that aweful last post out of there.

Yeah.... one day I'll write funny, exciting stuff on here again. At least I'm not talking about chicken tendons this time.

25 Cent Wings

2006-02-21T11:25:00.000-07:00

Peter and I have been trying to get to the Sorrentino's lounge for a while now with little to no luck. They have amazing different coffee's and cool snooty desserts so I like it there. Plus it's ultra relaxing which is always good.

Last night we tried for it, but with little success. We neglected to factor in the holiday that was yesterday. Family Day. We arrived at Sorrentinos a mere five hours after it had closed for the day. So what do you do when faced with such a situation?

You go to the pub down the street.

We went from ultra relaxing coffee with the super wealthy of St. Albert to beer and wings. Oh well. It was still good. Especially because we discovered the $3.95 pints of Honey Brown Ale and 25 cent wings!! That's amazing, folks!

So we went overboard as usual and got 30 wings between us. Upon discussing which flavors we should get we both agreed that we don't want to get the hot wings. Hot wings have a nasty effect on me the next morning. Lava poo I think they call it.

We decided to get the tried and true Salt and Pepper wings, the Jack Daniel's BBQ wings and for something a little forgien we got the Carribean Jerk wings. I had no idea what they would be like, but thought... Carribean... warm... beaches... ocean... must taste tropical.

We got the wings and my eyes immediately started to water when I smelled the Carribean Jerk wings. That's not tropical, that's poisonously hot! Of course I had to try some... many of them... and I LOVED them. The heat was rather extreme and I think Peter has blisters on his tongue, but I really liked them. Until I bit into one wing and the tendon snapped the meat back out of my mouth and hung there and I nearly dry heaved.

Hmmm... this isn't the most pleasant entry I've ever done, is it?

That about ended it for me. And the realization that I was eating INSANELY hot wings and forgot about the nasty effects the morning after. Oh well... what can you do?

I think I'll take a pint of Pepto next time.

Sushi and a Coffee

2006-02-18T18:28:00.000-07:00

I have been entering the realm of sushi these past few days. And I mean sushi. Real sushi. Big slabs of raw fish. It's incredible.

This is a very strange occurance for me because I used to HATE sea-food. Really, really hate it. But somewhere along the lines that all started to change. Now all I ever want to eat is sea-food and I basically have a constant craving.

Three days ago I was in the grocery store with my mom and noticed the spicey salmon rolls. I liked those, so I bought some. They are great. Cooked salmon, mind you, but they are amazing all the same. The next day instead of staying in Grant's store, we stepped out across the parkinglot to a Japanese place and I finally did it. I got real, authentic sushi. Lovely, lovely raw salmon.

I thought I may hurl at first, but then I tasted it. All I can say is "WOW!!!" That stuff is soooo good.

Later that day I was with Peter and I told him about my newfound love of Seafood. To my surprise Peter tells me that he also loves sea food, especially sushi! OH YEAH!! Now I got someone to get sushi with.

Now let's focus on today. We spent the afternoon together. Had an Americano and then decided to cruise around Spruce Grove. Quite the place, let me tell you. But Peter did happen to mention that there was a great sushi place just down the road. So we went. And this time got the big slabs of raw Salmon, Tuna Belly and other such things. I was in a state of pure bliss.

And then he told me the most disgusting story of some sort of Maki roll that was full only of fish eggs and I totally lost my appetite. I was doing so well and nearly lost control of my insides. I didn't think that story would upset me that badly.

Thankfully that was right at the end of our raw fish feast so I didn't have to fight the mental images the entire time.

I think I've found my two new passions. Espresso and Sushi. Oh baby oh baby.

It's Minus 50 Million

2006-02-16T23:45:00.000-07:00

It is so freaking cold out today. The worst part is we have been plunged into the cold. Normally up here where I'm from in Canada it will get progressively colder and you can kind of get used to it. But this winter has been bipolar at best. It doesn't know what to do or how to feel. We go through a few days of wretched cold and then back up to glorious warmth. Then we'll hover around freezing or just above for a while. Our bodies just don't know what to do.

Well... the weather took a serious dive today. When I woke up it was negative 27!! For all you American's that works out to FREAKING COLD!!!

We've not been able to slowly get used to the idea of it being freezing so this is somewhat shocking at best. Mom and dad have their trip to Pheonix planned out at the perfect time. It will be a season of character testing for me. I say the hotel resort thing they are staying at and if I get through this weekend without thinking evil, bitter thoughts I have decided I will be a much, much better person. They can sit by the pool, hear the crickets, get hot rock massages all they want. My character will be profoundly improved.

I think I'm going to crawl into bed now and slip into delightful escape through sleep. Warm sleep. To think... I was going to buy an electric blanket this year to help me through the winter. I didn't need to. Until tonight.

Okay... I am officially stepping off the track of sticking to any sort of structure in this entry and I have to start talking about electric blankets. As amazing as they are, doesn't the idea of an electric blanket kind of creep you out? Your wrapping your body in something that it plugged into the wall and then sleeping as currents of electricity zap around your body. That just doesn't compute somewhere up in the rational area of my mind.

Luckily that area of my brain is very, very small so I'll go and get one tomorrow and sleep blissfully.

The Kelowna Recap

2006-02-13T13:08:00.000-07:00

Once again I find myself in front of the computer trying to figure out what just happened on that last trip. It was profound to say the least.

I was very honoured to be invited to be a part of the Canadian Prophetic Council. It was surreal to say the least. Here I was sitting right alongside people like Wes and Stacey Campbell, Dave Hubert who is from the birthing of the Latter Rain movement, the president of Women's Aglow in Canada, the president of End Time Hand Maidens and Servants in Canada, David Demian was there for a bit, others who are leading significant prophetic moves of God in and around Canada, one guy had even seen a dead raising where he is from. It was a bit of a whirlwind in the head.

Something I was continually shaking my head at is how once again I was able to be with some of my heros. I have always really looked up to the great heros of the faith, past and present. And I am in constant wonder at how somewhere down the road I find myself actually walking with them. Wes and Stacey Campbell are no small potatoes in what they are doing in the world. I love their CD's and their ministry. And suddenly I'm standing on a stage with them, or having a joking converstation with them as friends? This is too wierd.

It was wonderful to see my California Pastors again. Bill Johnson and Kris + Kathy Vallotton were there. I was able to have dinner with Kris + Kathy and chatted for a few moments with Bill. Before Kris left he prayed for me for a while and that was life to my soul. To hear words from them of how proud they are and to be encouraged by them was very significant for me. I miss them so badly and I miss my California home like crazy and to get a few moments with anyone from there is so life giving.

I even met a fellow graduate of the School of Ministry that I went to and he lives in Coaldale of all places!! That is a tiny town in the southern parts of Alberta. So hopefully he will be able to bring a crew to the 48 Hours of Prayer in Taber where I will be at as well. Mom and I had dinner with him as well and that was really cool just to talk with another fellow graduate and to hear his story and journey.

It is amazing to watch the timing of God in everything.

A highlight of this last weekend was during the Eyes and Wings conference they got the Canadian Prophetic Council up to the front and proceeded to inform the 1000 or so people present that we would be prophesying over everyone. Remember the CPC isn't that big. By this time in the weekend there were about 20 present. So we lined up at the front and the 1000 or so people lined up in huge lines in front of us and off we went.

We got through at least 500 people in just over an hour. That was wild. I was somewhat overwhelmed looking at the huge lines, but decided to put my head down and do what I am put here on this earth to do - to call out the gold, to launch people into destiny, to encourage and support and to be used to release the power of God into people's lives so that they will never be the same again.

I thought it was neat because how often to people have a chance to do this? Here was high level prophetic voices not just doing the one or two people that we pick out from stage, but whoever wanted it could come. Stacey was right in the middle of the scrum prophesying just like the next person would. It was so cool to watch. It felt like a family and it felt like the way it always was supposed to work. There was no high and mightyness. There were just a bunch of people who really wanted the Lord and we were all going after Him in the way we knew we were supposed to.

Then at the end of everything Faytene and I discovered that we were mistaken on how many people came to the last Cry. That is the event we were putting on in Ottawa on July 15. We thought there were maybe a couple thousand. So we were hoping for 3-4 thousand. Then Stacey informed us that last time there were nearly 10,000.... uh-oh... so now we're aiming for something like 25,000.

Imagine that!! 25,000 young people crying out for their nation!! 25,000 young people in fervent intercession all day long. 25,000 young people to assemble and then take this fire back to their homes, their cities, their schools, our nation. Oh God, let it be. He will have dominion in our land.

I'm off to see the Wizard...

2006-02-08T22:36:00.000-07:00

Yeah...

I have that song stuck in my head right now. "I'm off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz!" I hope it's not a bad thing that tomorrow I hop in an airplane to go to the Canadian Prophetic Council. Will the be offended if I sing that song during the roundtable?

I suppose there is only one way to find out! hahahahaha... Maybe I'll refrain.

Speaking of wizards I had an incredible chat at my haircutting place this afternoon. We got down and dirty in the spiritual department and I got grilled on what I believe, why I believe and even asked for pointers in being more spiritually aware. The whole time I was sort of freaking out because I knew these people had no concept of Jesus or the safety found in Him when entering into the spirit realm.

I was able to bring it back there a few times and really hit the REALITY button hard and I am praying that went home with them. Either way, everyone will be thinking a great deal. I even got to interpret a person's dream and they FREAKED OUT because of the accuracy! Yay God!
So I say speaking of wizards because I got to see how far into what we would call the "new age" some of these people are. They wouldn't say their into new age stuff... they're just self aware, or they are intuitive. Call it what you want, I find it incredible the natural hunger and desire that everyone has for the supernatural. It's everywhere and everyone experiences it. The hunger is massive, so why not dish out the good stuff?? If they hear about Jesus or not I am trusting that the heart of what I shared was right and that the spirit was in Truth and they will find their way there.

Each time I leave that place I know I have them scratching their heads saying, "Okay... what is a christian again because that guy sure doesn't fit the parameters that I've always believed."
Baby steps forward.

So I will be off to Kelowna tomorrow and fly back home on Sunday. I get to see a bit of the countryside when I fly home. For a few seconds. We have to make a connection in the Vancouver airport in 30 minutes!! That means I have 10 minutes to get off my plane, book it to the next gate and get on the next one. I used to be able to do this when travelling with Randy, but 30 minutes was the bare minimum usually that we had. Usually we booked ourselves in for a 45 minute layover and just made it.

We'll see how it goes! I just noticed it on my ticket the (lack) of time we have in Vancouver.
I should be in bed now. At least I'm not doing what I usually go and book a ticket out of Edmonton at freaking 6:00am. I'm leaving a little later in the morning this time!

Pray for me and I'll let you all know how it goes when I get back!

My Faithful Readers!!!

2006-02-07T00:51:00.000-07:00

Oh boy, have I ever let this blogging thing go. It's been three days since the last update!! GASP!!! I must get back into it.

Truth be told there is so much going on in my head I'm kind of concerned that nothing will come out properly. There is lots going on to say the least. This whole TV show thing, the whole MyCanada thing, more ministry stuff all rattling around in my head. Thankfully I do know this guy named Jesus who just so happens to be God and we get along nicely. He helps me through stuff.

I've noticed that when things start going crazy or when stuff gets hard it's okay to set it aside for a while. I've noticed that it doesn't run away or get worse if you put it aside for an hour or two. And in those hours you can be with Jesus. I have also noticed that if you never set these things aside they will always be there and that time you try and spend with Jesus just won't work out. Interesting how that works. Put it aside... you can pick it up later to work on it.

I got the schedual for this weekend in the e-mail box today. It made my nerves shoot straight through the roof. Which is somewhat unusual for me. I don't really get all that nervous pretty much ever. But this weekend is a big deal. I thought I would be able to hide somewhat, but nope... if you could see the schedual they have a part dedicated all to the new people being invited to the Council and there are only three names on it. Mine would be one. Oh dear. There goes the whole hiding thing.

This is for the Canadian Prophetic Council, in case you were wondering. BUT... there are some incredibly good things in the schedual. One being spending a lot of time with Bill Johnson who just so happens to be my California pastor! Yay!! And I got an e-mail from Pastor Kris today saying how much he was looking forward to seeing me in Kelowna as well. I'm so excited for this.

Plus, in case you were worried, Faytene and I will be doing yet more footage so I can make an even greater fool of myself in order to broadcast it across Canada and across the internet waves. I suppose if anyone saw the trailer that I have a link to in the last post, then I don't need to worry about acting normal in front of these people. I already blew that out of the water.

But as I am typing I am coming back once again to the realization that all I need to be is myself. God made me this way. I like who I am. I'm comfortable with who I am. If I were to be different then God would have made me different. My job is to get in there worship Jesus like never before, fall even MORE in love with him and be myself with these people. I like that.

Wow... I'm not feeling the nerves as much as I just was. Thanks blogland for listening!! See... blogging is good for the soul.

It just passed 1:00am so I think I'm going to crawl into my bed and see how Frodo is doing. I'm halfway through the Lord of the Rings again... so good...

Highly Unusual

2006-02-04T11:18:00.000-07:00

I woak up this morning and I had no idea what day it was. That is a strange feeling. And I really mean, I had absolutely NO CLUE what day it was. I sat there for a while and tried really hard to figure it out and it wouldn't come clear.

Then I remembered this fantastic invention called "the calender".

Mom and dad are off to Toronto until Wednesday. I have the homestead all to myself in these days. I wonder how productive I will be? Currently it is almost 11:30 and I am still in my pj's and haven't showered. But it is Saturday so that is alright.

I have something to share with you. It is a little bit of a video. You must watch it. Because it's funny. Let me know what you think...

Click here and enjoy!

History Be Changed

2006-02-03T00:29:00.000-07:00

And forward we go. Ever forward. Sometimes the hill goes straight up. Sometimes it goes down. Sometimes it is easy. Other times it's hell. The weather makes it easy, if you like the rain. The sunshine makes a good friend. Just follow that line.

Dust ain't that bad. If you brush it off. The scars heal, the fear gets fun and the smiles just go deeper. That's the thing about going forward. You never know exactly where you'll land. That mountain may seem far, high and hard but that next step is a breeze. One by one, we'll make it.

There is nothing like the wind in your face. Hear the sound. Feel the strength. Taste the goodness. Stop and look around every once and a while. Don't miss the adventure of it all.

History be changed. Every foot-fall. Every day. Every star that shines on you. History be changed. It's yours to mould. It's yours to paint with. It's yours to have. History be changed.

Cheap, rip off post

2006-02-02T00:04:00.000-07:00

Hello One and All

Yeah... I'm skimping out on this post. It is already an hour after I wanted to go to bed. My contacts are burning. My brains aren't working. How can we sleep while our beds are burning?

The weekend was incredible. So incredible that it turned into a weekend and half a week... and I tacked on another city. Called Calgary. With video tape. And Faytene nearly gouged my eye out. But we caught that on tape, so hopefully you'll see it soon.

I'm going to bed now.

Red Deer and a TV Show?

2006-01-27T11:07:00.000-07:00

Hello one and all

I leave tomorrow for Red Deer. I'm really looking forward to it. Any time I get to spend with my beloved Torwalts is a happy time. It will also be the official unveiling of my newest piece of clothing. A fantastic new zip-up sweater with funky cool patches and even cooler writing. Main reason I got it - "Freedom Mission" is written across the front.

My prophetic wardrobe grows. It has been a while since a find like that, but I am glad to have purchased it.

I'll be teaching one evening in Red Deer, so pray for me and pray that what God wants to get accomplished would get accomplished. And that we'd all get absolutely blasted, roasted and generally fried by the presence of God.

After a weekend of bliss I may then hop over to Calgary for a day to start recording some footage for this TV show that Faytene wants to start up. If not on the TV, then we're going to be putting more media splops up on the MyCanada website which has been getting a lot of traffic lately. That will be interesting. We shall see what happens. Which reminds me, I'd better call Faytene back about that!

Everyone knows that there is a lot of "secret" video tape out there of me. Pretty much all of it is horrifically embarrassing. This is just what we need. More of this footage being mass produced. Faytene can do all the real stuff and then I'll add in the "reality TV" aspect as I fall on my face or say really, really, really messed up stuff like I usually do in situations like these.

For example... not on TV, and thankfully not on tape, as far as I know... the time I told a whole church to come forward so we could annoint their mingles.

And with that lovely picture, I bid you farewell.

Bloggety Blog Blog

2006-01-25T23:31:00.000-07:00

I had a very bad scare today. I thought Nani died. As you well know Nani is my new iPod Nano. Generally myself and electronics don't always mix. Thankfully Apple takes that into account and makes things really, really easy to work with. Until you add a PC into the picture. Which is very much in the picture because our computer is some sort of crazy PC Hybred put together in the dark confines of my dad's head office.

Because I have Nani, I also need to have iTunes. Because I have iTunes I think the PC part of the computer gets really jealous and decideds to freeze up at random times. Well... maybe not so random. I have learned never to have another program open when running iTunes or else in a few minutes to a half hour everything locks up and whatever you were working on gets eaten. That is the price to pay for a jealous PC.

This afternoon I connected Nani and saw that updates were available for both iTunes and the iPod. Yay!! So a downloading I go. But there is a distinct problem. In order to download the updates I need to have the internet browser open. In order to start the computer searching for downloads I have to have iTunes open. Gasp!! It's the forbidden two program rule.

Of course it has been a while and I thought maybe the PC has given up on it's bitterness and unforgiveness and made peace with the other software. I was wrong. About half way through the install process everything locks up and I am forced to restart the computer.

This is usually simply a minor annoyance. Usually. But this time Nani was hooked up to the life force of the PC. I have Nani set so that I have to manually tell the computer to disconnect the iPod before I unhook it. There are warnings EVERYWHERE never to disconnect the iPod until I have formally requested permission of the PC to release it.

I had not yet done this so the PC jumped at the chance to commit a murder/suicide of Nani and itself.

I freaked out and did what I my only choice was. Give into the PC's demands and I hit the restart button. The computer restarted. So did iTunes. So I started the process again. Guess what frozen instantaneously? Yep. iTunes. The PC was being very spiteful today.

I was able to save the computer before it jumped into oblivion again. So I was sneaky, opened iTunes, popped in Nani, got the updater started and quickly shut iTunes down. I thought this would work. Only then I started getting messages that both the iTunes, Quicktime and iPod software was all broken and that I had to re-load everything.

Near panic was setting in.

Thankfully each of those programs all had updates ready to be downloaded so all I had to do was click a button. I don't know what I would have done otherwise. Probably went into a rage.

I am glad to tell you that the 3rd time was a charm. No locking programs, no having to restart the computer and the updates thankfully reloaded the entire program structre and I was once again off to the races. I even successfully downloaded a podcast.

Currently I feel like a computer wiz, but that is probably being heavily influenced by the fact that Apple makes things so easy that I just need to click one button and everything works out just fine. Just don't tell the PC. As we have all seen, it gets rather jealous and simple reasoning leaves it's cognitive regions.

In other news Peter is off to see Coldplay in Vancouver this weekend and I am jealous. I fell in love with Vancouver last year and I want to go back. And I fell in love with Coldplay a long time ago so it would be simply fantastic to see them.

Since Peter is going to Vancouver I thought I would compete by going to Red Deer. Ahhh yes. The windy city of Red Deer. Strangely enough I love that place so much. It could be because of the people who live in the city. I love them so much. I can't wait....

It's a New Time for Canada

2006-01-24T01:56:00.000-07:00

Wow...

It happened. It really happened. The dream is beginning to come true. Our federal elections finally came to an end tonight and it was an exciting ride to say the least! This afternoon I was so excited to vote that I think it showed and the lady taking my information smiled and me and said, "Is this your first time voting?"

No... but it's the first time I've ever been this involved and you better believe I was praying for freedom as I dropped by ballot in the box. I had a revelation earlier that even though voting may seem like such a small thing, in the eyes of God it's huge. It is you standing up for what is right. It is you taking your place and saying "My hands will be clean. I will make my voice heard - if not directly to our leaders, then to my God."

Voting can really be serious intercession.

Anyway, I proudly cast my ballot in a nation that has been blessed with freedom and democracy. I proudly cast my ballot to toss it into the massive prayer and original dream of our nation, Psalm 72:8, "He shall have dominion from sea to sea..."

I then went to call 65,000 people to remind them to vote. Dad and I did one last volunteer strike and helped our own MP by calling people on their phone list. We called for nearly 4 hours straight. That was crazy.

Finally we parted ways and I hooked up with Peter and Kandyce to take in Rahim Jaffer's election night party. And what a party it was. Historic... and very fulfilling. Why? Because I got to see practical evidence of all the hard work we have done not only locally in my city but from coast to coast.

Most thrilling victory would be the new MP for Edmonton - City Center, Laurie Hawn. He was one of our strategic people to get into office. The person he was running against was our Deputy Prime Minister, which is the 2nd highest ranking person in government. This was a big deal. Sadly she has consistently stood up for what was not righteous and not morally correct. She has squeeked into office for the past few elections. But this time? A candidate who committed to standing for righteousness and traditional morality, a candidate who we put many, many teams of volunteers behind... won. He won the riding. That was a very satisfying feeling, knowing that we were part of the team to get him in office.

At the election party they showed our brand new Prime Minister give his victory speech. He opened it up with a thank you and saying none of it would have happened without the hard work and prayers of the nation. Prime Minister Stephen Harper said many profound things that were hitting me and stirring my spirit deeply. Canada voted for change.

I grabbed a napkin and started writing. It's not much, but I'm going to leave you with the thoughts that were running through my mind while watching our new federal leader give his speech. Here is what I heard in my spirit:

"The dream is coming true. The dream for a nation, the dream for a people, the dream for a generation, the dream for you."

I kept thinking about the dream of Canada that our founding fathers had. I kept thinking about the dream of Canada that God had. This is a step in the direction where Canadians collectively chose to start walking in that direction again.

Finally I heard a solemn, yet incredibly inspiring phrase:

"Now, more then ever, engage."

The heavens are opening. The time is coming. Righteousness and morality, justice and truth, a Godly government is coming back into power. We may not be there 100% yet, but we are shifting the momentum to go towards this goal. Do we slow down because it is closer? No. Now, more then ever, we engage.

I echo the line in our national anthem.... "God keep our land, glorious and free..."

Delinquent Blogging

2006-01-22T23:18:00.000-07:00

My goodness, I have been a poor updater these last few weeks. I guess that is what you get when you become somewhat more busy. Time to blog/inspiriation to blog suddenly gets chopped.

Since so much has happened in these last weeks that has not graced the pages of said blog why don't I do a whirlwind tour of update snippets? They're always fun.

- I volunteered about 45,000 man hours in campaigns to get the right people in office. Hahahaha... that is a total play on words that is funny in my head and probably makes no sense in yours. I volunteered others and in total would come to around that many hours of their hard work. But yes, I did join them for some wild campaigning fun.

- Campaign Highlight would be when little 3 year old Sasha asked his mom if he could have a drink from the fridge in the office we were in. His mom said yes. Sasha checked out the selection and then asked his mom if he could have a drink with the mountains on it. Thinking it was Mountain Dew, his mom said yes. Sasha grabbed the can, cracked it open and took a swig. He quickly realized he actually did not like Coors Light and passed it over to his mom saying, "I think this is a big person's drink." We all laughed hysterically. The campaign manager, not so much. He was pretty stressed. Luckily it was our group it happened to.

- Watched with great pride as Peter pulled off a huge county-wide youth event complete with a skateboarding demo, two skate competitions, a concert with 5 different acts, games in another part of the sporting complex we were in and tons of other stuff. Martin and I watched the near melt down of many people from our perch at the soundboard and were particularly impressed with the INSANE mosh pit that was spawned with the "Christian Hardcore" band started screaming and growling about the day they got baptized. Yeah... I still don't understand that one, but it was fun to watch and even more fun to watch the parents nearly fall to their knees laughing at the incredible spectacle.

- Provided 0.00005 hours of volunteer labour in the hardwood flooring project my parents have started. For those of you who have seen our basement, it has been transformed into GLORY!! The upstairs is next and I can't wait.

- Said goodbye to Remi

- Was overwhelmed with happiness when Niel and Giselle showed up randomly at church this morning. I told them I have been deeply craving Niel and Giselle time, so this came right at the best moment. I love them so much.

- Fell asleep reading good portions of the Lord of the Rings. Which, if you follow the history of me commenting on what I read it generally goes something like this: Lord of the Rings, Chronicles of Narnia, Lord of the Rings, Chronicles of Narnia and so on. Maybe one day I'll branch out to further my horizons, but... why stop when the books just keep getting better and better?

So how's that for a cool little update? These next weeks are going to prove to be incredible I believe. My next three weekends are booked, each with travel to different places that are all my favorite in so many different ways.

First stop? Red Deer.

But first we have the priviledge and responsability to vote. That is if you are reading this on the 23rd and are a Canadian Citizen!

Ahhhhhh Government...

2006-01-20T01:05:00.000-07:00

Tonight was a unique one to say the least. It was a "pub night" with a local MP (a federal government representative) and a whole lot of young people came out. Mainly the Conservative Club of the UofA and then... a small but valiant delegation from MyCanada.

Very interesting.

I was excited to simply make more of a presence there and make our faces known. Little did I know how much of an impact we have already made. I got to spend a great deal of time with this candidates Ottawa office staff, which is really where the real stuff happens.

Not many people realize that the majority of our country is run by 20 somethings. The MP's have the public face, but all the research, all the grunt work, pretty much everything is run by all these young people who staff every office of our government.

So I was pretty pumped to be able to spend huge amounts of time just talking with this MP's chief of staff. Funny how all this week I had been thinking that he was just some guy who was volunteering. He was actually a big-wig! Hahahahaa... that just goes along with everything else in this MyCanada deal... we just don't know what we are doing but we try our best!

As the night wore on I kept talking basically only with the staff members and I soon discovered that they were all from Ottawa and all worked for this MP or on Parliament Hill for years. So wild. They kept telling me how next time I am in Ottawa I have to look them up and they'll give the me "hook ups" in town.

Yeah... who knows what that will actually look like. As the night wore on people seemed to want to talk more and more about their "power" and what they could do for another person. My general view is "whatever, go ahead and talk about it... I'll pretend to be impressed." But my mission is still very clear and my mandate is a top priority. And that mandate is really very simple - righteous revolution sweeping the nation and seeing Canada come into the dream that our founding fathers had which is based on Pslams 72:8 "He shall have dominion from sea to sea...."

I just keep laughing at myself through all of this. Here are people who have spent years on Parliament Hill trying to make themselves a name or whatever and then this group of young people walks up and we haven't the faintest clue of what we are doing and up to this point it has been massively successful. Then the really funny part is we wouldn't even know that it was successful if people didn't tell us. We're just trying our best to do what God told us to do.

It makes you want to stay humble! It also makes you want to not coast along. That could really be an option. To coast. Every time I talk to a government person about what is happening they are totally blown away. So I could choose to do one of two things. Pull back on the pressure and the urgency because obviously we are doing something right, or I could really pour it on... because obviously we've stumbled onto something that is so totally bigger then us and quite frankly out of our control.

All I can control is how close I walk with Jesus through this and how hard I hold onto His presence. I must never forget what this is about. It's not about power, it's not about becoming friends with people in high places... after all what can compare when I am the son of the God in the highest place... what can really compare and impress me compared to that fact?
This always boils back down to the fact that this is only about the presence of God and His presence flooding our land. This is all about Jesus and His plans. This is all about becoming the God's dream come true.

And when you think about it that way suddenly looking at all this high powered people, the glowing praise they heap on you, the rubbing of shoulders just isn't worth much. How does that compare with the presence of God? If I want to see God's dream come true for this nation the only place I'd better be looking is into His eyes and locking myself into His embrace.

It's all about His presence. No matter how big, no matter how small the situation is does not matter. It's all abot His presence. There is only one place to look that will help see that come to pass. Thankfully no matter if I am with the highest ranking leaders of the nations or with the poorest, most forgotten street bum, the situation never changes. It's all about the presence of God. There is only one place to look.

Lord... let me find it even more. Father I ask that those I speak with will notice where I am looking and they'd get locked in there too...

Something to Think About

2006-01-16T00:26:00.000-07:00

I actually picked up this book that normally I would think would cause my fingers to ignite. Not the sort of book I'd normally gravitate to. It's a book full of this crazy stuff called "Catechism" or something like that. Questions and answers concerning faith and God.

I was able to read one question and answer. It really rocked me. It made me wonder if this is what I am living. It made me wonder if much of the church even believes it. Not believes it in that they think they do, but live that they do.

I give this to you to ponder for a while. I know I will be. And since I am so incredibly busy right now with organizing teams to shuttle all over the city to do our part in getting a righteous federal government into place I may not be able to update immediately. But I will try! Oh yes, I'll try.

But just in case... here's a little Catechism for you.

Question: What is the chief end of man?

Answer: Man's chief end is to glorify God and to enjoy him for ever.

Now think about that. Really think about it. Better yet, as you think... do. And even better still - be.

The Official 200th Post on my Blog!

2006-01-11T17:33:00.000-07:00

Greetings one and all!

I would like to welcome you to the 200th post on my blog. Grab the kleenex because I'm sure tears are welling up into your eyes right now. What a moving time. I would like to thank the Academy, Star Wars and Mexican Food for this great achievement. I suppose I should thank all of you too. But... that would take too long and the music would start playing as they cut to commercial. Alas...

It is but a few moments until I hop into the car and start volunteering tonight. Such an easy way to change Canada. But since I talk about that quite a lot, why not change the subject a little bit and get to trivial things, hmmmm?

I got my hair cut today at Raw. As always it was a wonderful experience. It was just a trim and a style as I progress to getting longer and longer hair. Very strange. It will be interesting to see where all this goes as I learn more and more how to actually use hair products to keep myself looking hot and not freaky scared.

Which makes me wonder... today I didn't care about my hair and just put a hat on. When I went to Raw I took my hat off and got all these comments about how good my hair looked. I was like, "What are you crazy people talking about? You're all insane!" Yes, I did tell them that, but they all laughed at me and said, "Silly style challanged male. No wonder you come here. You need to learn!"

So I guess I will stop placing my hair in any sort of style or fashion and just grow wild like.

Lately I have been having this very strange cough. I am fine all day long, but when I go to bed I can't stop coughing. Its rather super annoying. Last night I was up for a good couple of hours before I got super frustrated and popped my faithful Tylenol PM miracle pill. It says it stops dry coughs, but I think it does that through rendering you unconcious. I soon passed out, but slept the night... and most of the morning away.

I woke up near 11:00 today which caused me some panic. I guess it takes a while for my little body to process one of those magical blue pills.

Hmmm... I just watched a show on Dr. Phil with a massively addicted person. Now I'm starting to frighten myself. hahahaha... just kidding.

And now I will leave you with a random picture. Hope you enjoy. It will be the official 200th entry picture of the day.

I call this the giant/midget international friendship poster...

It's a Beautiful Day

2006-01-09T17:53:00.000-07:00

I must say that my blogging skills have been lacking as of late. I have had a sudden influx of... things to do, shall we say? By the time I sit down to write something my brains are generally fried.

Maybe I should update anyway. It would be more fun with rattling gibberish coming out of my fingertips to your head.

Recently a friend of mine gave me a prophetic word that was essentially, "Buckle your seatbelt. You thought it was fast before, think again. It's going to be a whirlwind." She was right. It's so awesome though. I always find it incredible to see how God will use anything and everything to get through to you.

You may be doing something that may seem high profile and totally outword focused, but God smiles at that and focuses on the insides. That is currently happening with MyCanada stuff. We've gone to the next step of getting into the campaign offices and such. We're getting lots of really positive response from the campaigns and the candidates. Youth and young adults are having a blast. Everyone is realizing how easy it really is to change the nation. Lots of outword focus.

But inside God keeps doing neat things to my heart. Lots of changes. They seem rather small, but still... the fine tweeking of something generally takes the greatest care. Strange that He would choose to do this while I am learning how to run around like a chicken with my head cut off... but have it still on.

I've just about made peace with the phone. This is a miracle as many of you know. I still haven't bit the bullet and gotten that much needed cell phone, though. The funny thing is I will probably get around to doing that after this major blitz is over. But judging by the prophetic words I think I might need two.

It was so exciting to fill the campaign offices with people who believe that God can change history and that God WANTS us to do it. Still my heart was a little sad... maybe the better word is confused... that people who constantly talk about changing Canada prefer to change Canada via their basement by themselves or in their church building away from everything.

Oh wait a minute. They don't change anything.

But the thing is they think they do. They have great hearts. They have passionate hearts. They have good intentions and great ideas. They talk about it and get really excited and motivated. Just imagine what would happen if the switch made it all the way and they really saw how easy it is to do something about their passion and not just release it to the same people over and over again in a room, but actually engage with society and DO something about it.

They'll get it. Soon. It took me a while, so I don't blame them. My heart goes out to them. If only they knew how close destiny really was. If only they knew how exciting it is to change history.

I was told something this last weekend that really caught my attention. A staff member in one of the campaigns said to me, "Wow... it's neat to see Christians get out of the basement and do something about what they talk about." He was honestly impressed and said this genuinely. It moved him and he was thankful.

This just makes me think again and again about what Jesus told us to be like.

Be in the world, but don't be of it.

How does this look in our lives? Meditate on that one for a while. Church is not the world. Small groups are not the world. Family is not (although sometimes it is) the world. Youth groups are not the world. They are all good. They are all vital. They are all something that I participate in regularly. But they are not the world.

Be in the world. Engage with the world. You don't have to change it or manipulate it. Just be in it. And please... don't take this to the other side of the spectrum and don't be of it. So many of us don't understand that.

Getting drunk is of the world. Living a loose life is of the world. Turning your back on your Christian brothers and sisters is of the world. Being more concerned with the world then Jesus... if of the world.

Be in the world, but don't be of it.

This isn't my heart to get people to be "relevant". I personally think that is one of the greatest lies the devil has ever gotten the church to believe. I hate that term. We are not called to be relevant. We're called to determine the culture. But I promise you that will never, ever happen if you don't enter the world. And it REALLY won't happen if you are part of it. You'll be neither relevant or have any source for change.

Peter is here now. We're about to call people out into the world.

Revolution Day Number... something

2006-01-07T23:19:00.000-07:00

I have no time to write, so I'll post pictures instead!! We're having serious fun. We thought we did good with hand delivering stuff to over 600 houses until the evening when we stuffed well over 2000 envelopes. We were told we did more work in two hours then the usual crew did in a full eight! YEAH!! Changing Canada is fun... as you can tell...

The wall of Rahim... Who wouldn't volunteer with helpers like these?

The envelope stuffing machine in action:

One of our favorites, Rahim Jaffer, and the crew. I told them 10-15 were coming. Oops!

Can A Nation Be Changed?

2006-01-05T22:18:00.000-07:00

Yes.

In a day?

Yes.

Today was a full day. Phone calls, e-mails, more phone calls, coffee, more phone calls, more e-mails and.... hundreds more phone calls. With who? Everyone. Campaign managers, pastors, random friends, more pastors and then a few of the campaign managers again.

This is fun.

Amidst it all I'm basically starting a full out propaganda campaign to get the youth I have spoken with already to volunteer. We shall see if that worked this saturday. I expect it to. I hope it worked too well and we get tons of people out. That would be funny.

I was thinking today that things would probably be a lot easier if I got this huge group of people and directed them at one place at one time. That is usually how you organize people. But no, I like to do things differently so I take this same group of people and then give them different places to be, at different times, with different people and differente leaders all on the same day. Hmmm.... I guess this falls into the category of "if the Holy Spirit isn't there we don't want it to work."

But I do have some of the greatest people to work with who help provide great leadership. That is nice.

I was thinking about how a few years down the road this is going to be a good story. I'm sure I'm doing about 50,000 things wrong and could be doing so much an easier way, but hey... I don't know that stuff yet, so I'll work with what I got. Got to learn somehow, eh?

I just must remember to eat lunch tomorrow. I forgot to do that today.

My Year in Review

2006-01-02T23:37:00.000-07:00

I've been thinking lately....

Maybe being scared isn't such a bad thing after all. Because then you're truly honest with yourself. Maybe not just being honest with yourself, but more with God. I am beginning to believe that there is a difference between fear and being scared.

Fear paralyzes you. Being scared makes you want to reach out to something bigger then you to help you walk through it. Ever watch a child when he's scared? He reaches out for mom or dad. He walks closer to where he feels safe. He relies on the protection of someone bigger. Fear stops you long before that. Don't fear being scared.

If I've learned one thing in life, don't ever loose hope. Pick yourself up and dust yourself off as many times as you find yourself back on the ground. Walk forward. You may go two steps before you find your face in the dust again, but promise me one thing. Promise that you'll pick yourself up, dust yourself off and try again. This next time you may make it ten steps. Maybe twelve. If you look at it that's ten or twelve steps further then where you were. Your past is now ten or twelve more steps behind you.

Always hope. No matter what. It'll be worth it in the end.

It's hard sometimes. You can't escape that. Neither can I. But one thing that is for sure is that we're in it together. I'll help you. You help me. Best help of all is to fight for your friend's eyes. Fight that they always stay locked on or even searching for the hand of God. I have found that there are a whole lot of different circumstances, but only one thing that remains the same. Better to look at that then what can and probably will change next year, next month... next week.

You're never alone. Even when you feel like it.

You're a success not a failure. God didn't mess up making you. You didn't sneak into the salvation bandwagon. He did it just for you. Really. Enjoy that fact. Get to know it. Believe it. Trisha always tells me that I'm a masterpiece. When you think about who created you, you simply can't argue that point.

Have fun.

It's okay to dream. It's okay to hurt. It's okay to be sad. But let me take this moment right now and remind you of where to look. That hurt and sad will probably change. Maybe next week. Maybe next month. Maybe next year. But it will change. So why look there? Find the wonder of God amidst it. Believe me, things get better that way. And you'll dream.

Enjoy the ride. Love deeply. Treasure your friends like they are your most precious possession. Because they are. Don't wait until they're gone or you've left to realize that.

Look for God. Everywhere. Because you'll find him. Right over there.

He's closer then you think...

Ever Wonder

2006-01-01T20:46:00.000-07:00

I am planning on writing a little year end update. Just because that is really fun and I think everyone should do it. You actually see where you've been in a year. I promise you it can be rather surprising and very inspiring.

But I am massively tired. I pulled basically all the muscles in my legs. And I'm thirsty. Yes. Thirsty.

So until then, I'll leave you with a thought I've been pondering lately. It is concerning Jesus' mom. If you stop and think about it for a while it's actually something pretty darn amazing to meditate on.

Do you ever wonder how Mary's psyche handled it all?

New Years Evely

2005-12-31T10:20:00.000-07:00

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

2005-12-28T00:58:00.000-07:00

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...

2005-12-26T23:57:00.000-07:00

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...

2005-12-25T22:11:00.000-07:00

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...

2005-12-24T23:03:00.000-07:00

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

2005-12-23T08:50:00.000-07:00

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!!!

2005-12-21T22:42:00.000-07:00

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!!!!

2005-12-20T10:41:00.000-07:00

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

2005-12-17T11:31:00.000-07:00

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...

2005-12-15T23:02:00.000-07:00

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

2005-12-14T22:53:00.000-07:00

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

2005-12-12T22:07:00.000-07:00

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

2005-12-06T00:21:00.000-07:00

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

2005-12-03T01:05:00.000-07:00

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?