tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127459892012-01-24T00:16:36.339-06:00<IMG SRC="http://www.geocities.com/therealjaneway/banner-02.gif"></IMG SRC><br> Musings and meditations on life as a full-time intercessory missionary at the International House of Prayer in Kansas City. Boy, that sure is a lot of prepositional phrases.Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.comBlogger1881100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-212186121579922982007-02-16T00:01:00.000-06:002007-02-16T00:13:18.629-06:00

Faithful readers may recall that I recently talked about moving my blog to Wordpress, another blogging service. At the time I wasn't able to migrate all of my posts, but recently that option became available. So this is the last post I will make at this URL.Fear not; every single post, comment, and label have been copied to the new address. I'll continue with your regularly scheduled insanity

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I have a date tonight with a nice Jewish boy. "So tell me about him," you might say. "What is your beloved more than another beloved?" (Song 5:9).Well, for starters, He has eyes like fire and hair like a raven. He's never seemed attractive to the world, but to me His beauty is matchless. This Man loved me and washed me from my sins in His own blood. He did this when I hated Him and did not know

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The forecast for Monday and Tuesday is an increased stuffy nose and coughing with decreased temperatures. Wednesday should clear up a little, allowing oxygen intake once again and a complete return to the workplace and prayer room. Yes, I am working from home again. Figured my officemates wouldn't appreciate my constant nose-blowing and general germiness. Is germiness a word? I think I just made

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Mirrored from my Xanga, for those who can't access it (yay, more of Ducky's embarrassing poetry!!)Upside-Down I have always known the sunset sky is the land of upside-down. Gilt-edged continents slowly drift In a sea of changing fire; The light laps at their shores And pools in purple hollows. A map charted with G-d’s own hand— Can you see, in the distant gold of liquid light, A small

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-49876056328858485012007-02-08T14:26:00.000-06:002007-02-08T16:46:41.967-06:00

Sometimes I am suddenly conscious of the fact that I live in my own head. Has that ever happened to you? In the course of your day, you abruptly find yourself watching your own movements and listening to yourself speak. I'm not talking about a sociopathic detachment. I am speaking of a kind of wonder: of the realization that I am me.We are incapable of holding onto that understanding in everyday

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That about describes how I feel. Dizzy, no energy, unable to focus... I have spent the past few days trying to work at home, attempting to navigate without bumping into walls, sucking down orange juice by the gallon, and forcing myself to consume what are probably the worst-tasting zinc drops ever invented.My only comforts are these:A lack of stimuli for my overstressed brain (my brain on Monday:

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-13855487011305142602007-01-30T13:23:00.000-06:002007-01-30T13:26:20.886-06:00

Sitting in my cubicle, I tuned in to this conversation. Wish I knew what brought it on.Coworker #1: "I am a vampire."Coworker #2: "But you're a cute, nice, sweet little vampire!"Me: *chokes on tea*I love my officemates.

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Dear Diary, today my computer locked up. Because of my mouse.I was minding my own business, just typing and checking Bible references, when the computer decided not to recognize my mouse any more. The mouse was summarily dis-invited from the little Windows party that the monitor, network cable, and other plug & play devices were having. Most likely they were tired of the mouse's squeaky scroll

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I had about three posts I was going to type that would lay myself bare, detailing my dissatisfaction with my spiritual immaturity, the heart issues that cause my difficulty in relating to my prayer room team, and my hang-up with the question of...never mind. In short, I decided not to write those posts. I didn't feel right about sharing them.Lately I have been pausing to consult with Holy Spirit

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There's been a lot of chatter on IHOPer blogs lately about blogging and about our purpose in doing so. As I follow the conversations, I've been thinking about sharpening the focus of this blog a little. I originally started this blog as a diary that my family could read during my internship. As my environment and lifestyle have changed, however, this blog has changed too. I think I would like to

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-19841879318373409442007-01-18T17:28:00.000-06:002007-01-18T17:59:14.587-06:00

After two weeks without a working computer, my computer cord finally arrived. I was supposed to get it last week, but we had a major ice storm (part of the Midwest winter weirdness) and that affected the parcel service. Some of the roads were (and still are) sheer ice. For a while, they were so slippery that even the big UPS trucks probably couldn't get much traction. We've had so much bad

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-62888817429353148782007-01-14T23:05:00.000-06:002007-01-14T23:45:40.488-06:00

All believers know they have authority in G-d's name. But do we know it intellectually or viscerally? When was the last time we made a stand and said to the enemy, "You cannot have me"?I have been struggling with an area of sin lately. Though I fight it, sometimes I just feel like sitting down and crying.Today I said to the L-rd, "I can't do this. I'm not strong enough. Please, please save me

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-44972627097593875942007-01-09T14:46:00.000-06:002007-01-09T15:15:17.434-06:00

My friend Steph wrote about identity, security, and pride the other day. She's taking a break from the music school, becoming part of what the IHOP culture calls "a nameless, faceless generation"...people who pray without exalting themselves, without looking for honor from others—people who are hidden in prayer, serving in secret. She took off her nametag, and here's what she has to say:I find

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-33483613625577269882007-01-07T17:56:00.000-06:002007-01-07T18:02:25.670-06:00

So my computer's battery ran down the other day and I plug it in, right? Except it didn't charge. Turns out the AC adapter doesn't work...thankfully it's not the port on the computer, which would be more expensive to fix. Until Dell sends me a new power cord, my blogging is going to be rather limited.My computer hasn't given me much trouble in the years I've had it. But I am looking forward to

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No 2006 retrospective post, I think...goodness knows I'm nostalgic and sentimental enough without looking back yet again at my internship! 2006 was a year of change; I think I increased in wisdom and experience in some surprising areas. But I have to say I'm looking forward to the new year.I've never made a big deal out of New Year's resolutions. But yesterday a friend asked me what my goals/

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Greetings, dear readers. I trust you have been comporting yourselves well during my absence these last few days. As for myself, I have been fighting off a little stomach bug. I think my stomach was having a delayed reaction to the diet I was on during the Onething Conference (which happened to be breakfast bars, brats, the occasional PB&J sandwich, and a Frostie). But I have triumphed.I'm still

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Today I got up way too early (by my standards) and caught the shuttle to the convention center in downtown Kansas City. I arrived, found my way to where the bookstore people were setting up, and looked around for some idea as to what to do next. My whole prayer room team was supposed to be helping set up the bookstore, but aside from Tasha K. and Bethany (who work for the bookstore anyway), I

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Dear Diary,Today I went to the dentist, and then I had brunch with my family, and then we opened presents, and then it began to snow because my youngest sister has been praying for snow and endlessly singing "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas" for like the whole last millennium, and then my dad and us three sisters went outside to catch snowflakes on our tongues, and then we had a four-way

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I lit the Hanukkah candles last night. Good times. I'm not sure when we will play dreidel...probably on Thursday, when we will also consume many plates of latkes. We're doing our Christmas stuff on Thursday as well, since my brother is leaving on Friday to go spend Christmas with his girlfriend. So here I am in sunny, warm Minnesota. I mean, Minnesota. We have no snow at all on the ground.

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You should know, dear readers, that I am a sucker for science fiction and fantasy films. So the other day I went with Wombat1 and Killer to see Eragon. In my defense, I thought the movie would be better than the book.It was not. Killer almost fell asleep and Wombat1 almost cried. Me...well, I want my money back. Heck, even the previews were more entertaining than the film. What did I get for my

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...that the prophet Jeremiah was the son of Hilkiah? Hilkiah was the high priest during the reign of King Josiah (one of the righteous kings of Judah). As 2 Kings 22–23 relates, he found the long-ignored Book of the Law in the temple and helped restore true worship in Judah.Jeremiah 1:1–3 says that Jeremiah started prophesying during the thirteenth year of Josiah's reign, which was before his

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...to pull out Ye Olde Dreidel and have some good ol' Jewish gambling fun.Seriously, I love playing dreidel. It's a pretty simple game: we each get a certain number of chocolate gelt (coins) to gamble with, and we all put a certain number in the "pot." The dreidel (a wooden top) has four sides, each with a Hebrew letter on it: gimel, he, nun, and shin. Each person takes a turn spinning the

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The Onething Interns have been doing an intercession set every Sunday at 10:00 a.m. My internship was stuck in the Multipurpose room all by ourselves with a crappy sound system and not enough room to pace. This internship actually get to be up on stage in the prayer room, keeping the fire burning on the altar. (Yes, I am a little jealous of this internship, in more ways than one.)The interns make

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Today I noticed my computer has slowed down again. I had reinstalled the OS a few months ago and the computer ran fine for a while—loaded up everything right quick at startup and didn't freeze as often. But no OS reinstall can hide the fact that my computer's age is starting to show. I think I am going to need a new laptop within a year or so.I bought my laptop three and a half years ago, which

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The sermon at church today was about weakness and pride. I have been thinking about that a lot lately, so I figured I'd better write down my thoughts in order to get them sorted out. (Read Mike's notes; they're really good.) I'm not sure how coherent this post will be, but I think many will be able to identify with my struggles...here goes...Right, so the Sermon on the Mount is all about

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I read 1 Peter this morning. Peter was writing to persecuted Jewish Christians. In 1 Pet. 2:9, he said, "But you [Jews] are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, His own special people..." That reminded me of something amusing I saw recently:How oddOf GodTo chooseThe Jews -- William Norman EwerBut not so oddAs those who chooseA Jewish God,But spurn the

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We had an ice storm yesterday. Some of my coworkers left early. One of them said, "Ducky, you can go home if you're worried about the roads.""Nah," I said. "I have prayer room hours this evening, so it's pointless to leave. Besides, I'm from Minnesota." Minnesotans call our state "the land of ice and snow"; we know how to drive in winter conditions. I figured I would be fine. So the rain sleeted

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-37138953415716784492006-11-29T14:35:00.000-06:002006-11-29T17:24:27.231-06:00

Flippin' cold out today, what. Not nice. It was 65–70 degrees on Monday and Tuesday, and half of that today at 30 degrees. Actually, it's 20 with the windchill, plus some freezing rain.Yes, indeedy, winter has arrived, if belatedly, in KCMO. If you are at my end of the Missions Base, perhaps dropping off a support check at the Business Office, you may hear someone next door wailing, "Make it stop

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So today is the day many Americans will consume much avian flesh and then make various expressions of gratitude, such as, "I don't think I can eat any more" and "I couldn't possibly have another slice of pie" and "Good thing we bought an extra turkey." No, but seriously, I am thankful for many things: family, good friends, and a Man who is more committed to me than I could ever deserve.I took a

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I went home with Killer for Thanksgiving. We surprised her mom, who definitely had not expected us to drive twelve hours and show up on her doorstep tonight, but everyone had a good laugh. Several good laughs, actually--she had caught Killer's dad as he was getting in the car to go hide it behind the house; we were supposed to go inside and hide. No such luck...but, I mean, it's us. That kind of

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I want my monthly support-raising newsletter to be substantive—to give my supporters food for thought, as well as to explain what I am learning and what I am currently thinking about. I may post the articles on this blog instead of my other one; I'd prefer to keep my Xanga for lighter pieces.Here is my tentative schedule of newsletter articles (I already wrote the November ’06 one): November ’06:

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I wrote this for my Xanga, but it was random enough that I decided to mirror it on my main blog, figuring my faithful readers might appreciate it. I apologize for the following silliness, but...dude. I just had my first ever Sour Patch Kid.How, I ask you, have I not been exposed to such wondrous solidified corn syrup before?? This candy has the perfect blend of sourness, sweetness, and chewiness.

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I was surfing YouTube and came across the promo video for the Onething 2003 conference. (My prayer room team leader is on it--the second girl interviewed.) Onething 2003 was my first exposure to IHOP and to people my own age who loved Jesus as much as I did. A lot has changed in three years. My life, for one. The promo vid quality has also changed. :-D I think the new one is much better. I mean,

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I am looking for a place that can replace one of my wheel rims, balance the tire, and possibly realign it. Wal-Mart doesn't do realignments, the IHOP guy who fixes cars isn't fixing cars any more, and the place he recommended isn't answering its phone. However, I wonder if I really need everything realigned. I went to Firestone or Meineke or somewhere to get my car inspected lo these many months

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Wes and Amanda's little daughter, Ali, took a turn for the worse yesterday. She went home to join her sister at 2:00 a.m. this morning. They will be in the presence of the living G-d until the day we all receive new bodies (1 Corinthians 15).The doctors had been clear that, unless Ali miraculously developed a formed brain, her lifespan could be a matter of hours or a matter of weeks. Even the

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Ron from Shipping, looking at the "Beware of Ninjas. And Chuck Norris" * sign on my cubicle: "Are you a ninja?"   Me: "No, I'm not."   Ron: "Are you Chuck Norris?"   Me: "No, I am definitely not Chuck Norris."   Ron: "Do you have a black belt or a brown belt?"   Me: "No, red belt."   Ron: "Are you gentle and quiet [like in 1 Peter 3:4], or are you mean and crazy like a ninja?"  

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Allen Hood is one of my favorite teachers here at IHOP-KC. I love the way his eyes light up when he says the name of Yeshua. He is at once wise and funny, as seen in a quote from his Excellencies of Christ textbook:Mistreatment and opposition touch places of pride [in our hearts] that otherwise go unnoticed in our controlled environments. This is why marriage can be, if cooperated with, a great

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The last five weeks I have gone shopping almost every weekend, looking for a good messenger bag. I've lost count of the American Eagles, Pac Suns, Aeropostales, and various preppy clothing-type stores that I've been in--none of which had messenger bags. Clutch bags, purses, backpacks...everything a trendy young teenager could want. Problem: I am neither a trendy young teenager (my sister wrote me

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I was just reading Hosea 1—no in-depth study, just some quick research—and I was struck by how the L-rd did not ease him into the responsibilities of being a prophet. G-d didn't show up and say, "Hey, Hosea! How do you feel about maybe giving the people some messages from me? Yes? No? You don't even have to go preach to everyone right at the beginning; I'll just send you over to that little group

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Continuing the theme of intercession by nations:Pilate said to them, “What then shall I do with Jesus who is called Christ?” They all said to him, “Let Him be crucified!” Then the governor said, “Why, what evil has He done?” But they cried out all the more, saying, “Let Him be crucified!” When Pilate saw that he could not prevail at all, but rather that a tumult was rising, he took water and

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The issues IHOP has been praying about lately didn't do so well in yesterday's elections. The abortion ban in South Dakota was rejected, the stem cell research initiative in Missouri was approved, and Arizonans voted against a same-sex marriage ban. The political balance of power in the nation has shifted; the culture of the United States is becoming increasingly hostile to life. There are

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I watched the 10:00 a.m. prayer meeting on the web cast...seemed pretty intense. The 4:00 p.m. was its usual self (meaning good prayers and choruses, but hard work)...now the 8:00 p.m. is starting. I wonder if the spirit of prayer will strike again. Last night's intercession meetings were awesome...I had a hard time studying during the 6:00 p.m. devotional set. I just wanted to go home and eat

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We just had an amazing two hours of praying for life and against abortion. We prayed mostly for South Dakota--that state will be voting on an abortion ban tomorrow. The worship team didn't do the regular cycle of worship/intercession. They did some amazing songs, praising G-d for His goodness, and then the intercessors just went at it. The line for rapid-fire intercession (prayers of 5-10

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From the latest email update:"Charli & Ali continue to breathe on their own, take food, and sustain their temperature.  Their vital signs are very stable.  This is truly amazing,  considering the findings about the lack of brain formation in both girls. Friday's MRI confirmed the fact that it's not that the girl's brains are deformed, it's that there is very little brain matter in each baby.

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Here is the situation as I heard it last night:Charli and Ali Martin were successfully delivered by C-section on Wednesday around 1:00pm. Both little girls were breathing on their own. However, because of fluid on brain, Charli was born with a severe case of HPE--she does not have a formed brain or brain stem. The doctors believed on Wednesday that she would only continue to live for a day. Wes

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Yesterday I got forcibly pulled out of my navel-gazing by the realization that there's bigger things than what's going on in my heart. G-d does care about what's happening to me personally, but He basically told me yesterday, "Look outside yourself and pray."   The 8:00 p.m. prayer meeting was really good. We spent the whole two hours praying for an IHOP family. Wes (who works with the

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Yes, this is another post about me, somewhat self-indulgent in nature. Well, it's my blog; I can talk about whatever I want. I actually don't care if you read this or not; writing helps me sort out my thoughts. G-d is doing a lot in my heart right now. I had a talk with Him last night (or rather talked at Him—I'm having trouble hearing Him right now). I've figured out that this season is

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I switched to Blogger's beta version. You can't really tell because I kept the same boring template (which my brother refers to as "walls of text"); I'll have to see if I can find a better template at some time. But anyway...I like Blogger's beta build (ooh, alliteration); it's easier for people who don't want to spend lots of time messing with the template's code. I didn't mind that so much,

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I am almost done with the latest batch of gigantic chocolate bars that Killer gave me. Her master plan behind blessing me with dark chocolate is, and I quote, "To make you fat." I should resist, I know...but it tastes so good...In other news, I think the prophecy rooms are getting easier. Today I went and sat in the prayer room, first to quiet my heart and second to pray for the prophecy teams

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I took a vow a few months ago, a short-term vow that should alter the way I think, both in my mind and my heart. I took this vow in the spirit of the Nazarite vow described in Numbers 6:1-21.The Nazarite vow is one of consecration. It is taken by those who wish to separate themselves to the L-rd for a time. I wanted to set myself apart as a continuation of the season begun in my internship. I

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Yesterday I found some hand lotion way in the back of a cabinet. It looked old. I popped the cap and dabbed some on my hands, then sniffed it. The lotion smelled like sunblock. As soon as I inhaled, memories began flooding through my mind, recorded through the eyes of my childhood. Summer days at local lakes...roasting in the car on the way to the lake...shivering on the sand and eating gummi

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Unexpected: nothing for me to do at work; a full day to myself in the prayer room with only a few work emails to follow up on.Unexpected: Coleslaw that tasted like onions; bad dill pickle (the corned beef was good, as was the challah roll).Unexpected: a revelation that the fear of the L-rd can be a comfort, helping to remove hindrances.More on the fear of the L-rd later, possibly...

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So today I started having cravings for good Jewish food. I know it’s a bad idea to fantasize about food on a fasting day, but I could just picture how the corned beef would hang so temptingly off of a croissant, with a big dill pickle waiting in the wings…and then I saw latkes—oh, latkes, how I love thee!!Matzoh ball soup swam before my eyes. I could almost taste the salty yumminess of matzoh

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I am taking today off; the major project I've been slaving away at for work doesn't need me for a couple of days. It feels strange not to be working. I'm not quite sure what to do with myself. I was going to go shopping, but plans for that fell through. I do know that I am going to see that Esther movie after prophecy rooms tonight. I'm going with Hotness, Withit, and possibly some other people.

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As a corporate body, IHOP-KC has been praying for some people in our midst who need healing: paraplegics, quadriplegics, a blind man, a man who lost his voice, and a man who has cancer. The man struggling with cancer is named Luke Simmons. We have been praying for him a lot during the last few weeks. He’s been very sick, struck by seizures and paralysis. But he’s been coming to the 4:00

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I haven't done any creative writing in so long...aside from the occasional poem or song, I really am not a disciplined writer. Funny, since my B.A. is in Writing. Is it because I don't have that much time between work and the prayer room? Bogus, says I. "I just don't have enough time" is the refuge of wannabe writers who never get off the ground. If you want to badly enough, you make the time. I

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I'm working (surprise, surprise) in between taking longing looks out my window. It's such a gorgeous fall day. I wish I could go take a bike ride. However, even if I had the time, I'm not sure where I would go. Back home there was a park reserve within ten minutes of my house. And within a half-hour's driving distance, there were probably six other parks with biking/hiking trails. Minnesota has a

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I am too tired and distracted to write a real post on the cool revelation I got on Song of Solomon 3:8 last night. I will warn you ahead of time that the following post is strictly frivolous.I got a small extension on the project I'm working on--very small; just a few days. But at least I don't have to spend every waking moment on it any more. Just most of my waking moments.In other news, the

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I am working from home and the prayer room again today. Hotness and Killer just dropped by to make me take a break. They came bearing Frosties from Wendy's, which was of course the perfect thing to bring: something chocolate and something that didn't quite break the liquid fast I'm on. Liquid fast. That sounds confusing. Am I fasting from liquids (not wise) or fasting on liquids? On the rare

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I got back to KC last Tuesday and jumped right into the schedule. It's been tough...the first day I was back, I felt like I had a tightly-wound ball of pure sadness in my throat. I'll say that the goodbyes with my family were hard and leave it at that. Lately, I've really been feeling a call to do the fasted lifestyle for real. I have a roadmap to holiness right here in Matthew 5-7. I know that

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I forgot to post about Rosh Ha'Shanah, the Jewish New Year. Rosh Ha'Shanah is one of the holiest days of the year. It is also known as the Feast of Trumpets (during which the shofar, a.k.a. the ram's horn, is blown many times) and the Day of Remembrance. Rosh Ha'Shanah is the beginning of the High Holy Days. These are the ten Days of Awe in between the Day of Remembrance (Yom Ha'Zikkaron) and the

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Every time my family goes on a road trip, we inevitably sing this song:Swingin' along the open roadUnder a sky so clearSwingin' along the open roadIn the fall of the yearSwingin' along, swingin' along, swingin' along the open roadAll in the fall of the yearMy mom and dad harmonize; my sisters and I sing with gusto; and my brother rolls his eyes and refuses to sing at all. Good times.I am not with

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I am guilty of most of these, though not all...hey, I like to switch up my seating in the prayer room sometimes. Keeps life interesting. You wear your nametag everywhereYou are not a prayer leader, but you are always drafted to cut off the line for rapid-fire intercessionYou are not on a worship team, but you know the code to the briefing roomYou are not a preacher by vocation, but the

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On September 19th, 1999, the International House of Prayer had enough staff to go 24/7. We are celebrating the seventh anniversary with a three-day bash. Sunday: Killer and I went to help set up for the huge picnic at a nearby park. It was drizzling/misting, windy, and cold. Not the ideal day for a picnic. But we got everything ready anyway and prayed it wouldn't rain later on.The day did get

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Currently I am in charge of editing a book at work. It's very challenging. I know I have the skills to pull this off; I just don't have the confidence yet. I do all right as long as I don't think about the fact that this book is going to be printed. I'd do even better if I didn't think about the fact that after the book is printed, it's going to be sold, and then people are actually going to buy

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You ingest nothing but water for a day, maybe more; with what food do you break your fast? Yogurt, to put healthy bacteria in your stomach? Some juice or a shake, to keep giving your body liquids? A salad, to keep things light?The wise choice would be one of the above. The intelligent choice would be to choose buffalo wings.So my prayer room team all decided to go out to a buffalo wing place off

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I remember coming to my first Onething conference in December 2003. I had my shields up; years of seeming silence from G-d had damaged me in ways I didn't even understand. That first night, I looked around at the thousands of young adults with hands raised in praise and then looked at my own cold heart. I felt hopeless and even skeptical. I could not believe that so many people existed who

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Wow. It's been, like, a whole week since I posted. Whatever is the world coming to? I've just been working and going to the prayer room, mostly. Yesterday Killer and I had our training for the prophetic rooms. We were supposed to be observing, but they were short a few people and so we ended up working instead of shadowing. I should tell you more about prophesying. IHOP's model is based on 1 Cor.

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I am living in a state of constant thankfulness that the life I am living now is actually mine. Years of wishing for friends, for a decent job, and most of all for spiritual direction, and now it is all mine. The shock has slowly worn off, replaced by gratitude and a certain wary acceptance. I mean, I don't deserve this. I deserve death and separation. I get life instead, abundant life, which is

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In this article, the Ayatollah Ali Khamenei claims, "Arrogant powers and the U.S. are putting their utmost pressure on Iran while knowing Iran is not pursuing nuclear weapons." Iran is not only stalling until they do have nukes; they're blatantly lying. As I understand it, Islam permits Muslims to lie if that lie furthers the spread of Islam (in the case of radical Islam, the Islamic conquest of

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I turned in my Sacred Trust the other day, which is a form with my scheduled service hours and prayer room hours. I also filled out paperwork for my scholarship. I'll have to renew the scholarship every six months and will also have to fill out a new Sacred Trust if my schedule changes. That's it otherwise. Unless there are any complications with the Sacred Trust Office, I am now an official

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"Sweet revelation" on a Bible passage you've been staring at, uncomprehending, for the last few yearsLindt dark chocolate bars that are 85% cocoaColored duct tapeA warm puppy -- but not too warm or else your lap gets all hot and itchyNasal spray when you have a coldRubber duckies, especially glow-in-the-dark onesFresh laundrySatirical linguisticsGentiles who say "Oy"

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I was just skimming Acts 22, looking up a reference. This is pretty cool...Paul is recounting his salvation experience to the Jews in Jerusalem. In sum: the G-d of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob knocks him off his horse; reveals Himself to be Yeshua, whom Paul was persecuting, yet speaks to him gently; and then strikes him blind. After cooling his heels for a few days and reevaluating everything he

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*hack* *cough**blows nose*Bleh. Yes, I am still sick. I went into work for a few hours and now I am home. (I like my coworkers a lot -- they are already concerned about my health, plus they love Jesus, have sarcastic goofy senses of humor, and wear blue jeans.) Brought some work home with me again so I have something to do instead of watching Stargate all day. Though I must say I am pumped for

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That is an odd saying, is it not? All of the dogs I know are pretty healthy...I saw someone on the Net theorize that that saying may be derived from Prov. 26:11. There are probably several other explanations. I don't know why I am talking about this. How random. But that's my nature...randomness.Anyhoo. I had my first day at Forerunner Media Group yesterday. It was a pretty short day: I got

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A few weeks ago, I was praying about my job situation and stirring up my faith. I said to G-d, "You'll give me a job in August, won't You. You always give me jobs at the end of the summer." August 2004: after a year at an extremely crappy job, I started working at my college's Writing Center (and later supplemented it with a paid editing internship). August 2005: after graduating from college, I

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Yesterday I ran a bunch of errands, got a horrid haircut, and got my Missouri driver's license. Woo hoo!! I know that a lot of IHOPers haven't bothered to get MO plates or a MO DL, even the ones who've been here for forever, like Buckeye or Fearless Leader. But I am definitely staying here...I don't plan to live in Minnesota again if I can help it, although I miss my family. And the lakes. Oh man

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I woke up early (early for me...8:15) for a meeting with Robert Craig, who will be my immediate boss at Forerunner Media Group. I vaguely remember going to the 10:00 set...the early hours combined with a seriously empty stomach created a sort of haze around me. I remember sitting next to Wes (OTI Associate Director Extraordinaire), Mary (the goddess of administration and sound boards), and Hill

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This is my first Global Bridegroom Fast in a while. I didn't observe the two previous ones; fasting kind of fell by the wayside after I graduated OTI. But I am reminded of something Dana Candler said -- we fast to invite our bodies into the longing that our spirits feel. I am eager to fully enter into yearning for the Bridegroom; that desire, along with my closeness to Him, has been buried for

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It's long but more interesting and informative than one would think. The internships here prepare new staff very well, but the orientation is quite helpful. And Dave Sliker is teaching most of it, so at least it's entertaining at times.Gotta go. Oh, btw...I am going to talk to Dwayne Roberts today. He wants to "run something by [me]." Hmmmm....[Later] Hallelujah, orientation is over. It was

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Here's an IHOP model for studying the Bible. Probably the most fruitful method for me is first sitting still and just listening to the Spirit, occasionally asking for further revelation or clarification. Then I take what I have learned and sing it, like Paul says to do:So what shall I do? I will pray with my spirit, but I will also pray with my mind; I will sing with my spirit, but I will also

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Right, so I'm slogging my way through CareerBuilder job searches. I just applied for a part-time data entry position. After I finished, CareerBuilder was all, "Heeey, look over here! You might like THESE jobs too, 'cause they're related to what you just applied for! Er...well...more or less."Less, actually. Check it out: Job Title CompanyDescription Candy Kitchen Associate Russell Stover

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I had my staff interview the other day. For now, the Sacred Trust office is choosing to believe that I am not a crazy person. Ha! I'll show them!!...yeah, so anyway, I'm approved as "Pending Part-Time Staff." New Staff Orientation is on Thursday, 2:00-9:00 p.m., and on Friday, 9:00 a.m.-6:00 p.m. We will get breaks for meals, but those will be long days. Nothing I can't handle after enduring the

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Israel is getting sloppy. All of these mis-identified target business is not good for Israel's image -- which is why I think they are generally telling the truth about hitting that village the other day. Israel knows that the longer it stays in Lebanon, the more chances there are for things like that to happen and for world opinion to solidify against them. It's outnumbered and surrounded on

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Quotes from an article entitled "Life in an Orwellian Universe": What other country, when attacked in an unprovoked aggression across a recognized international frontier, is then put on a countdown clock by the world, given a limited time window in which to fight back, regardless of whether it has restored its own security?What other country sustains 1,500 indiscriminate rocket attacks into its

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Oofda, that was fun. A bunch of my friends came over to Killer's house, since she's the only one living there right now and has plenty of space. In attendance: Fearless Leader, Garner, HoB, Hotness, Jacinth, Killer, Loch, Mussels (poor guy was the only male there), Sardius, Stiles, and my non-internship buddy (though she did do an internship a few years ago) Wombat1. I was happy that Wombat1 got

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I'm still searching for a job and trying to get on staff while keeping one eye on the news. I'm trying to get a "scholarship" for some of my service hours -- i.e., get paid a little. I thought that the coffee shop and the bookstore were the only paid service positions on the Missions Base, but I might be able to wangle a small monthly sum. I think I'll have a pretty good chance; I'm betting not a

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I have to say that when I wrote that post yesterday, I was stressed and fearful. I went to the PR afterward, but could barely even pray...just sat there and thought about what would happen when Israel moved into Lebanon to destroy Hezbollah, as surely they will. But I was talking with Other Father today (my best friend's dad), who was a pastor for over a decade and is way into End Times. Some of

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Okay, for those of you who get scared by End Times stuff or think it's not relevant: I don't really care. I am not going to tell you to avoid this post. I'd challenge you to read it and tell me what you believe.I have been feeling uneasy for the last few days. It feels like the world is ending in front of my eyes, yet all around me people go on about their business...work, watching TV, discussing

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I've got the car almost completely packed; will finish tomorrow morning. We're having a barbeque at lunch time and then I will leave. KC ETA is 9:00 p.m. I'll be working a temp job this week. Weekend plans: belated birthday party. Monday: go to DMV and get car stuff taken care of. Drive back to MN later on Monday or on Tuesday.Still praying Col. 1:9-12. I have a few potential partners lined up

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I was pondering what to do for my 100th post. A reflection on the internship? No...did enough of that after graduation. A deep musing on life, the universe, and everything? No...too Hitchhiker's Guide (the books are so much better than that horrid movie...although the BBC miniseries was amusing). A random post on packing, difficult friendships, vows of celibacy, and...um...pie? No...I have far

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I arrived a few days ago and have spent most of my time going through my junk. Mounds and mounds, yea, mountains of junk have I! Man...I am such a pack rat. (I seriously didn't need to keep my notes from Intro to Sociology.) Probably one of the best pieces of junk I've found so far is my tooth collection. I have six of the nine teeth I've had pulled (not counting my wisdom teeth) in little

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I made it...eight hours, instead of the seven(ish) it usually takes. My car decided to start shaking violently whenever I went above 70 mph. Poor Bessie; she's getting old. Anyway, my birthday is tomorrow. I am not sure what to think about that. I don't even know what we're doing to celebrate it. I haven't told any of my friends here (not that I have many in MN) that I'm back; I think it'll just

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After posting this morning, I went over to the Missions Base to talk to the Sacred Trust Office about my staff app. Afterward, I walked over to the apartments on a whim. I stood on the sidewalk above the clubhouse and watched the girls moving into their buildings for a while, then decided to pop into the clubhouse and say hi to my friends. I walked in, and it was set up just like I remembered

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-1152290650695408612006-07-07T11:21:00.000-05:002006-10-29T21:57:14.255-06:00

Six months ago at 11:00 on a January morning, I walked into the Herrnhut clubhouse to check into my new apartment, full of nervous excitement and disbelief. I'd waited a long time for that moment. Now it seems as if the internship flashed by. It feels right that that season in my life is over, though I cherish all the memories -- even on the really bad days and even with the brutal schedule, I

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My head hurts. I discovered the other day that when it throbs, as it has been doing for the past few days, I can "hear" two different tones of throbbing in my head. Who'd have thought that headaches were musical?I went to Migun today to spend some quality time with the automatic infrared massage bed, hoping that'd help the headache, but it didn't. I've been drinking a ton of water to flush out

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Yesterday I cleaned the kitchen for about three hours straight. It was actually relaxing...nice not to have to think about stuff. But today begins the Support-raising Blitz of Summer '06: tons of strategizing and writing and preparing for my trip home. Here is my schedule so far (please note that, unless you are a family member [hi Mom!], you will not be interested in this next bit):Friday June

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-1151594349578311842006-06-29T09:51:00.000-05:002006-10-29T21:57:14.047-06:00

I keep forgetting to post this, but IHOP provides free webcasts of their weekend services -- worship and sermons. Worship is led by Justin Rizzo on Friday nights, by Murray Hiebert on Saturday nights, and by Merchant Band (10:00 a.m. service) and Misty Edwards (6:00 service) on Sundays. Mike usually preaches all three days. Friday nights focus on intimacy with G-d, Saturday nights are about the

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-1151561462084846912006-06-29T00:48:00.000-05:002006-10-29T21:57:13.968-06:00

So I was checking some blogs today and found out (via Michelle Malkin) that some liberals fast. That's...bizarre.Speaking of fasting, I need serious grace for doing it. Fasting was easier in the internship, especially with the schedule. This is not to say I was perfect when I was an intern; I didn't always fast two days a week, like Mike suggests, and I didn't always fast on Tuesdays, either.

Duckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03455477610545686916noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12745989.post-1151560090530597592006-06-29T00:00:00.000-05:002006-10-29T21:57:13.898-06:00

The Summer Teen Internship kids got here on Sunday, so the Missions Base is full of people. Fire in the Night just started again and the next Onething Internship is coming...yes, folks, it's time to gear up for a hot, crowded, sticky summer at the International House of Prayer! I shudder to think of what the bathrooms will look like. Tim already put bigger trash bins in the main restrooms, but I

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