Kingdom Mergers and Acquisitions

So I've been thinking lately...


The seventh angel then blew [his] trumpet, and there were mighty voices in heaven, shouting, The dominion (kingdom, sovereignty, rule) of the world has now come into the possession and become the kingdom of our Lord and of His Christ (the Messiah), and He shall reign forever and ever (for the eternities of the eternities)! 
~Revelation 11:15 (Amplified Bible)

Timing is everything. We need to learn how to discern times and seasons.

God has been waiting for the manifestation of the acquisition of the earth.

10 that in the dispensation of the fullness of the times He might gather together in one all things in Christ, both which are in heaven and which are on earth—in Him. ¹¹ In Him also we have obtained an inheritance, being predestined according to the purpose of Him who works all things according to the counsel of His will, ¹² that we who first trusted in Christ should be to the praise of His glory. ¹³ In Him you also trusted, after you heard the word of truth, the gospel of your salvation; in whom also, having believed, you were sealed with the Holy Spirit of promise, ¹⁴ who is the guarantee of our inheritance until the redemption of the purchased possession, to the praise of His glory. 

~Ephesians 1:10-14 (New King James Version)

A merger, by definition, is the joining of two governments — it's a legal binding of governments and corporations becoming one. When they become one, the value of their product rises.  

Purpose and timing determine the value of stock. 

When you became born again, the Lord gave you "stock," and the Holy Spirit is the guarantee (See Ephesians 1:14). 

You have miracle power! And your stock is going up (See Joel 2). 
But you can't trade without faith. Your faith determines your level of withdrawal, and you can't access your stock without faith.
And when the fullness of the times comes, you're not going to need the gifts of the Spirit. When you live in the supernatural, you don't need the gifts. When God created Adam, there wasn't any sickness. Adam lived in the glory of God therefore he didn't need healing. 
The Holy Spirit is earnest payment. So think about this: Jesus raised the dead with just the earnest payment; He turned water into wine with earnest payment; He healed blind eyes and walked on water with earnest payment. The glory He left behind has not yet even been seen and experienced in its fullness! And yet we are living toward the latter end of this spectrum, when the fullness and glory come. God wants to come and pay off the rest!
God could have created us to live at any time in history. He could have made Moses for now, or Daniel, or Joshua, Deborah or Elijah -- but He made YOU for now. 
So what were you designed to do for such a time as this?

Tea and Sympathy

Home sick.

"Savannah" by Relient K

My new favorite song.

Swaziland article for P-R

Here's a link to the article I wrote about Swaziland for the Press-Republican.

"Finding Life, Death and Hope in Swaziland"

Photo above is of Mpile eating his lunch. <3

First child

This was the first child I saw at a Mercy Centre in Swaziland. He was sooo excited to see us. My heart broke for him in a way I can't explain. It was a moment I will never forget.

This morning, I'm preparing my message for Sunday at the Methodist church in AuSable. Reporting on the mission trip. Praying to find sponsors for three kids.

Lord, raise up an Ester in Swaziland

When Ester's words were reported to Mordecai, he sent back this answer: "Do not think that because you are in the king's house you alone of all the Jews will escape. For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father's family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this?"

~Ester 4:13-14

7 Hours in Swaziland

Here's a blog written by Lad Chapman, a missionary with Children's Cup in Swaziland. This is yet another portrait of life there -- this is an emergency.

MY LAST 7 HOURS…

by Lad Chapman

…that is, my last 7 hours today … not my last 7 ever…

I woke up feeling like a train ran over me, and it seems the family flu has caught up to me. So Dayquil and Advil it is for breakfast, with a skip the gym morning, and a few extra cups of coffee.

So now you know that anything I write about needs to be taken with an understanding of my physical and emotional condition. I’m a wreck.

8.15am – Mancoba calls me from our CarePoint to tell me that one of our cooks has died in the night. Of the 8 of them, I am not sure who he is describing. I told Him I would see him after lunch.

9.00am – my team shows up for Discipleship team meeting. Good stuff, looking back at this year, and ahead to next. Talking about the transition into Danny’s [new guy] leadership as I transition out for our end of time with Childrens Cup in January.

By 10am we are reviewing our camp from the last weekend with a group of 200 youth, and the conversation turns to the guys/girls discussion time re:sex/love/relationships. The girls were especially interactive and frank, and here was the headline question:

“I hear what you’re saying that we shouldn’t give away our bodies so easily to any guy, but you also say we should obey our parents. It’s spring – the fields need plowing- and my mom tells me to go find an older man who will sleep with me and pay for our fields to be plowed…what should I do?

[long pause - let that sink in]

It’s now 4pm, and I’m still nauseous. If it were one girl, easy, let me pay for the field to be plowed. But according to the 5 Swazi’s I’ve talked with this about since 10am, this is the norm. My teachers said any man can buy a girl for sex from almost any family for an $8- bag of rice, or a $15- fee to plow the fields.

1pm – another meeting, I have no idea what it was about.

2pm – at Madonsa, Mrs Vilikati was the one who died, leaving her husband and 2 kids. She was young – mid-30s, and very healthy looking. I never expected it to be her.

She had the most beautiful smile, always with a hint of mischief as she served. I miss her already.

She had not tested for HIV, even though some teachers had urged her. She was fine, and then went to hospital sick, and died two weeks later.

3pm – As I left the CarePoint, beautiful children chased my car down the ‘road’ calling out my name in Siswati, which means “our hope.” And the tears well up as i bounce thru the potholes… Oh Jesus, whom have I but You?

I have buried 2 staff members and 1 student in 6 weeks. [this is just at our 2 CarePoints]

After 5 years here in Swaziland it hurts more than ever.

I want to be angry. I want to sleep. I want to run. I want to fight. I want to yell. I want escape. I want to curse. I want to weep. And the weeping comes…

And I’m not even the one effected by all of this. I don’t have a mom selling my body for 4 days of rice. I don’t need to sell my kids for food. I am not going to get HIV from a sexual partner outside of marriage. I did not lose my mom or wife today.

Truth is, my last 7 hours would be like a dream for most of those kids ….

"Circle Dance" at LudzeLudze

Here's a video clip I took of the kids at LudzeLudze Mercy Centre

in Swaziland doing the famous "Circle Dance!" It was so amazing

to play with the children and hear them laugh at our silly dancing! :)

I love and miss them. So precious. <3