Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Nice Surprise

OK. I don't like to admit it, but I googled myself today. Don't ask me why. Probably some deep-seated secret longing for acceptance. Afterall, I just want to be loved. OR NOT...


I googled myself and found out that I received an award three months after I quit my job to become a missionary. The very last TV spot that I created in my 12-year career in advertising was recognized by ADWEEK in their "Best Spots." The commercial was created for Ford, and tells the story of a young woman in search of the last good man on earth. It just so happens that the last good man is a Sasquatch, and it took a Ford Escape to get her there. This was in the top three funnest shoots I ever did in my career. It was a nice way to exit.

Paul Hicks played our 6'-7" hero. Jim, my partner, played the 5'-10" writer. That's him in the bottom shot, not the top. Miss you bro!

*Disclaimer (wouldn't be a Ford spot without one)- No, I do not believe in evolution. I apologize for the fact that, if anything, advertising argues against the "Intelligent Design" theory.

Friday, May 12, 2006

Family Newsletter In The Mail

We just put a newsletter in the mail yesterday. Hopefully it will reach everyone soon.

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Call to Prayer

We've just blasted out an important article that Lou Engle has written. I would encourage you to read it.

Lest We Forget

I went to see "United 93" today. I was rocked by the entire experience. If you look at reviews, many have questioned whether it was too soon to make a movie about this. My opinion now is that the timing is impeccable. I found myself caught up not in the drama but in the memory of the experience. I cried through half the film. How poignant to see the moment of the muslims in the front of the plane praying to Allah while the folks in the back prayed to God (talk about contending houses of prayer). I felt Greengrass did a good job making the movie apolitical, although there were clear statements throughout. This movie is a huge window into the spiritual state of America and the Western Church in 2001. The first three hijacked planes made it to their targets before our intelligence organizations had a clue what was going on. We were only able to scramble four military aircraft, and they came too late and unprepared. The first two were not armed, and the other two flew east instead of north. Is that a picture of where the praying Church was at that time? Half of us had no weapons, and the other half of us were going the wrong way?

I'm not criticizing the people or agencies for their response in that event. My thoughts turn more to the Church, her place at that time, and her continued response now. Damon Thompson shared a story at our RumbleUSA conference in January that has stuck with me. He told of how he sat stunned and angry in front of his television on 9/11 watching the tragedy unfold. He stood up and threw his remote against the wall smashing it yelling, "God, where were the prophets?" God responded by asking back, "Where were you?"

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

A Sober Evening

The entire community went to see "United 93" last night. We then had a community meeting afterwards to discuss the effect of the film. I stayed home to babysit, but I plan to see the film today. I'll write more about what I feel after that.

The range of emotions and reaction to the movie was broad in our group. The overall response, though, was that America has fogotten what happened. Could it even be said that we have somehow fallen in love with Islam? That's a bold statement, I know. Undoubtedly me saying that will ruffle some feathers out there. Rees Howells said this during WWII, "Mussolini is a man. But Hitler can tell you the day the spirit entered him." Mr. Howells and his band of 100 intercessors knew what they were battling. They understood that while the soldiers were resisting the advance of tanks and infantry, they were resisting the advance of dark spiritual forces bent on world domination. He encouraged his prayer force that they were no less important than the man on the front holding a rifle. It was their stand that determined the outcome of The Battle of Britain. September 11th is a graphic example of how the American Church lost air supremacy. No, not the superiority of our Air Force. I'm talking about the air supremacy of the heavens. There are dark, spiritual forces bent on world domination again. Who will take a stand to resist them?

The Cause is contemplating blasting out an endorsement to see this film. It obviously contains extremely tense thematic material and language. The Lord's name is taken in vain, and it has an overall R rating. We're praying about this.

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

A Muslim Point of View

A large group of international representatives were touring the Capitol yesterday as our group stood in front of the Supreme Court. They were meeting with people from all branches of our government for Q&A sessions. They had just met with a Supreme Court Justice when some of them noticed our small band of intercessors standing with life tape. Intrigued, a few actually came over to ask what we were doing. A man from Iraq and another from India talked with our spokesperson and asked a bunch of questions about what we were doing. It seems one of them had planned to ask the Justice about Roe v Wade, but time ran out. As they were leaving the man from Iraq turned to a collegue and stated about us, "This is a higher agency."

When passerbys ask us what we're protesting, our patented answer is, "It's not a protest. It's a prayer meeting."® We take our stand in front of the highest court in the land, and we appeal day after day to a Higher Court. Our lobbying is not before men (although the life tape serves as a sign and wonder, not to mention a subpoena to the conscience of men), but we lobby Heaven itself. This muslim man's comment was astute. In the natural, we may look like an unpolished bunch of rif raf, but in reality we are a higher agency.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Lockett v MVA

So my truck has been sitting in the garage here at the Farm since December. That's when my Colorado plates expired. Putting this vehicle back on the road has been one of the most complicated tasks I've ever taken on. I'm convinced that Maryland has quite a racket going on with the whole "state safety inspection standards" thing. I finally made the required repairs in in February, but then I had to leave for Boston- two more months of garage time. Now here's the real trick- convincing my proof of Maryland residency. I don't own a home, rent a home, pay any utility bills and my mail goes to a P.O. Box in DC. Unnnghh.

Talk about a headache. I'm happy to say that I took on the Maryland Motor Vehicle Administration and won. The Prize? My Rover's street legal again, and the state of Maryland has collected a bunch more of my money.

And now for my evil act of the day. Would someone please hum Willie Nelson's song "On The Road Again" for me? With any luck you'll all have that song mercilessly playing over and over again in your heads all day.

Good to be home

We drove all day yesterday and most of the night. We arrived back home in DC at about 3:30 AM. I must say that it feels good to be home. I really haven't been here since the second week of February. That seems so long ago.

The interns didn't burn the house down!