A big "Haaaaappy new year!" to everyone. We just got home this evening from Alabama which turned out to be an incredible trip. We were so blessed to be with Karen Wheaton and her crew as well as Dutch Sheets, Jason Upton, Eddie James and Rick Pino. The Ramp was the perfect way to end the year. I feel that something very significant has happened–probably more significant than any of us realize. It feels like a seed has dropped to the ground and is dying.
Now that's not a bad thing at all. It's just that the "dying" part isn't that much fun. Please pray for me as I plan to begin the most intense fast of my life on Tuesday. I don't share that publicly to say "hey look at me." I am simply asking for major prayer support from friends and family as I participate in a corporate fast among our group. 'Nuff said.
Again, happy new year.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Happy New Year
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Some Assembly Required
This was a record year for Christmas presents that require Dad to sit with a Phillips head screwdriver, Allen wrenchs, hammer, acetylene torch, 1 1/2 ton floor jack and... OK OK. Maybe I didn't use all of those, but I'm just saying.
We clean the Christmas mess up today and pack our bags. Yep, it's time for another road trip. We'll be travelling to Hamilton, AL for the winter Ramp conference with Karen Wheaton Ministries. Lou is speaking this year again in addition to Dutch Sheets, Damon Thompson and others. This will be Lou's first opportunity to launch the vision for The Call in 2007 when we'll be gathering a solemn assembly in the Titan's stadium. We're believing for 100,000 people to gather there 07/07/07.
We're not particularly excited about another long road trip with the kids. South Dakota really burned them out on car rides. But this will be an incredible gathering with Karen and her group. It was from a Ramp gathering that this clip was taken which many of you have seen from a previous post.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Cannonball!
No, we're not shipping the children away to a distant land. This just proves that a giant box of polystyrene peanuts is infinitely funner than the contents.
Thanks Nana.
