Kingdom Sons of God

In It For The ‘Whatever’

Jesus said something unpopular one time (as he was often wont to do during his earthly ministry; he was very good at sabotaging his own Messiahship.)

Here’s what happened:

After this many of his disciples turned back and no longer walked with him. So Jesus said to the twelve, “Do you want to go away as well?” Simon Peter answered him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life…
John 6:66-68 ESV

“To whom shall we go?’ is a very useful question to ask.

Many people have adopted this answer by default: “Simple! I will find teachers that I like better!”

(They will not admit this is true, but this is what happens.)

Others respond, “I will go to nobody! I am my own man/woman! I will decide my own course!”

…and then proceed to do so.

Others go directly to the Source (Spirit inside), and say, “I do not understand this. Will you explain it to me?”

…and then wait for the answer.

Sometimes the answer will be pleasant. “Ah, that’s what it means! Thank you, Comforter.”

Sometimes the answer will be unpleasant: “That cannot be what it means! Shut up, Counselor!”

…and then later on, the conversation goes:


“Yes, child?”

“Is this really what it means?”

“Yes, dear one.”


…and life goes on.

This is the way of hearing from Spirit.

It is the way of humility.

Few are willing to walk this path.

It can be a profoundly lonely thing, when one hears from God, unmistakably, and what they say, is unacceptable to those around them.

Sometimes you will say what Spirit has revealed, and you will find new friends who accept what you say, believe the same things (because Spirit has revealed it to them as well), and you find a new family.

Other times, you may be told something that seems like madness to you, and to others, and there is no wise counsel to appeal to, because nobody understands.

It is in those times where you have to make a decision:

Do I stay in the fire, and allow God to continue to burn out the dross—the need to have others affirm my path?

Or do I compromise, and say, “I will go back to the camp and submit to the leaders.”

There are some times where you make the right decision. You strike out like Abraham, headed for parts unknown.

Those who do this, and survive in the wilderness, and survive, and up changing the world forever.

There are others who say, “this is too uncomfortable. I wish for a good life for me and for my family.”

…and then they return to the camp.

We cannot become like Abrahams (and Sarahs)
on our own.

Self-effort will do you no good in the wilderness. You and yours will perish there, or yours will leave you, if you try to do it without the explicit, unmistakable calling of Spirit.

(This part is directed specifically at men. Women, please substitute your gender in accordingly.)

Any man who says, “I will back off of this plan for the sake of my wife and family,” does a good thing.

God will never argue you down from that plan.

He will continue to provide for you and yours, and take care of you, wherever you are, for the rest of your life.

He will honor you forever, for taking care of yours. Being a husband and father is one of the most noble callings there is.

But there is sometimes a higher calling, one which husband and wife go towards, together, with their children.

Being a patriarch is hard work. It requires husband and wife to work together closely, and raise their children in unpredictable circumstances.

Often the patriarch and matriarch do not understand what is going on.

They are being prepared for greatness, unaware.

That is what the wilderness is for.

You probably will not go to a literal desert to be purified. It is not needed. God can create a metaphorical ‘desert’ in the middle of the rain forest, or downtown Manhattan, or in the corn fields of Kansas, for you.

If you say, “God, I am in it for the ‘whatever’,” and then say, “I will do whatever you wish,” you do well.

Just prepare for what he says.

Sometimes it will be extremely enjoyable. Taste and see that the Lord is good. He is very good. If you are not tasting His goodness, keep on asking until you do. (Tip: You are looking for New Wine.)

Sometimes it will be extremely uncomfortable. That means you are in the fire. Fire is extremely unpleasant. It is also necessary. ‘Fuller’s soap and refiner’s fire’ are not pleasant concepts.

Both fire and wine are necessary, to grow up in the faith.

You may choose only one or the other, and God will absolutely honor your choice.

Choose fire only, and you will burn out, and burn out others.

Choose wine only, and you will likely wonder why your life is going nowhere.

Both are needed.

Who will ask God for the ‘whatever’, and then follow through with what he tells you next?

I would like to meet you.

This is the way of the sons of God.


Authority Kingdom


Hypothetical situations are a blast, man.

I mean, just this morning, I led an army of unicorn soldiers to conquer the Candy Cane Kingdom. They installed me as their rightful Emperor and it was free candy for everyone, and we lived happily ever after.

blip! Back to reality.

So yeah, this morning, someone also engaged me in a hypothetical situation.

This one wasn’t so fun.

I mean, sure, playing ‘what if’ is a lot of fun, if you’re using those powers for good.

Both Martin Luther King, Jr. and Hitler used their ‘what if’ powers, and both changed the world irrevocably, one for good and the other for evil.

‘What if?’ is a powerful question, IF USED FOR GOOD.

When I was growing up, I played ‘Ghostbusters’ with my friends at least once. It was fun, and we had a blast. Sure, we nearly completely ripped off the plot to the first movie, but it was fun enough to keep us occupied during at least one recess period.

What happened when someone didn’t want to play a game you didn’t want to play?

You just said, ‘nah, I don’t want to play that game’ and worked it out from there.

The problem with hypothetical situations is that adults love to play the same games, too. They just won’t admit that it’s a game.

And adults (especially Christians, for some reason) love to play the game with an extra added element of, ‘What if God didn’t exist?’

I’ve been offered to play the ‘what if?’ game several times. It almost always plays out like this:

‘What if an attacker is holding your family captive with a knife/gun/pool noodle, and you don’t have a gun? What are you gonna do then, hotshot?’

I always say, ‘nah, I don’t want to play that game.’

Sorry. My Kingdom doesn’t work that way.

God doesn’t work on hypotheticals. Something is, or it isn’t.

We are kings. We declare a thing, and it happens.

If it doesn’t happen exactly according to our dictated plan, it’s not a huge deal, because God works through fallible people.

So what happens?

It ultimately works out, and it always turns out better than we anticipated.


If you are worried about this, or calling BS on me, it’s because you don’t understand authority.

It’s not a huge deal, most Christians don’t understand authority either. I’m fairly new to this thing, too. I’m learning. Spirit, and angelic protection, and good friends, are there to provide a ‘safety net’ while we learn to understand authority.

God’s not going to ask me to cast a zillion demons out of Africa tomorrow. I wouldn’t have the first clue what to do with that, and he knows that.

How much authority do we have in Christ?

Well, how much authority does Christ have?

‘You mean we have the same authority as Christ?’

Of course!

We are one with Him, are we not? Joint heirs? Co-seated with Him and in Him, on the throne of Heaven?

God’s words created everything, right?

We’re made in God’s image, yeah?

Jesus said ‘you are gods’, and did not take it back. Am I right, or am I right?

So, therefore, we create with our words too.

We frame up our world.

Here’s how it plays out, when we understand authority:

We declare what’s what, and if it doesn’t happen the way we declare it, God will send better friends to help, or angel armies, or mosquitoes with water guns, or anything else in all creation, to make it happen.

It all works out.

Every time.

At some point, we’ve got to stop playing the children’s games, and decide: am I really going to believe this stuff, or not?

Look: you can spin your wheels all you want. You are gods, you can distract yourself with entertainment or pointless arguments all day long.

I’m 41 years old. If I don’t do something now with my life, the sand in the hourglass, statistically speaking, is over halfway through (unless I figure out immortality, in which case, your great-great-grandkids are gonna have a riot of a time trying to argue me down).

I’ve been itching to be free from religious jail forever.

Now that I’m free, I just don’t have the time to play games.

You can play the ‘what if?’ game all you want. You’re the gods. You steer your own boats. Feel free.

Just don’t try to play those games with me. The Kingdom doesn’t work that way, and I don’t have any time to waste.

Daily Walk

A Stab in the Dark

In order to learn to effectively deal with stress, recovering perfectionists (like yours truly) must learn to get to the point where saying, ‘I don’t know,’ is not a point of crisis.

When you feel stress extending across your shoulders, neck, and back, this may be one of the problems. My habit has been to panic, internally, when I reach a point where I don’t know what to do.

I have had to learn to rely on Spirit, to point out what to do, or to trust my instincts.

The writer of the Book of Acts says it this way: “It seemed good to us…”

What does THAT mean?

In our rigid, 21st-century mental boxes, we have asked God to rigidly conform to our rules: “Now, God, this is either your will, or it is not. Please tell us which.”

(And sometimes, that is necessary, at first.)

I have found, however, that sometimes it is like throwing Jell-O at a target, and seeing what sticks.

It’s not that I don’t hear clearly. I’ve been basically forced, over a number of years, to learn Spirit’s voice clearly, for my own sanity, and, ultimately, to learn how to help others.

(I don’t like the word ‘forced’ here; it’s an unpleasant word, but it is a fairly accurate way of describing my experience.)

I am finding that, many, many times, that there is more than one ‘best answer’.

I was taught, either explicitly or by inference, that, ‘God has only ONE RIGHT SOLUTION for every equation.’

This is not mathematics.

Unfortunately, sometimes you reach three or four solutions that seem right inside. And, as you cannot know the future, and are not guaranteed tomorrow, or even the next five minutes, then you do not know how it will work out.

What do you do at this point?

Take a ‘stab in the dark’, and then trust God for the outcome.

“What if I make the wrong choice?”

What if you do? What will happen?

God will work it out.

It is quite likely that it will seem to work out badly, and seem to not work, at the beginning, but will pan out later.

You may have to ask others for help: “I tried this, and it doesn’t appear to be working. Can you help me?”

Or, it could work out much, much better than you hoped.

Most likely, it will be some ultimately-holy, ultimately-beautiful combination of the above.

If you need to make a decision right now, and it can’t wait, and nobody around you knows what to do, but you have at least one idea of what to do, then just pick something, stick with that decision, follow through on your commitments, and trust God that He will work it out.

Maybe it will turn out to be a mess. Perhaps it will blow up in your face! Maybe you’ll need others to help clean up the mess. But, in the end, if THAT happens, then you will have learned what works, and what doesn’t.

In the end: rest, and trust. Make your decision, and know that God’s got your back.

God's Personality

God is Chill

God can be remarkably chill.

This DOES contradict a flat reading of Scripture, doesn’t it? I mean, ‘refiner’s fire and fuller’s soap’? All the stuff he said through Jesus? All of the stuff he sent Paul and the other Apostles through?

It DEFINITELY contradicts the Zeus-like blowhard of most Western theology. That guy’s just a jerk.

So why do I say God is pretty chill?

  1. Unlimited love. I mean, never-ending torrents of love. It’s intense. His love will burn your eyeballs out if you stare at it too long. (On second thought, maybe I’ll walk back that analogy, burning people’s eyeballs out doesn’t seem like a very loving thing to do…)
  2. Unlimited knowledge. I mean, he knows where all the good eating places are, what to get your wife for anniversaries, all that. Really cool guy to know.
  3. Unlimited friendship. He won’t get mad at you if you accidentally forget to pay the rent or take the trash out. Hell, he’ll even pop up a reminder in your spirit: ‘hey, bozo, you forgot something’. (He hasn’t called me ‘bozo’ yet…well, until just now. Ah well.)
  4. Unlimited cash. I mean, the guy is a money machine. Sorta. I mean, oh, that WAS a bad analogy, because that’s sowing and reaping…jeez. Ah well, walk that back too…look, the point is, he’s got stuff. He owns everything. And if you’re willing to listen, and stay in the Fire when it gets hot, he’ll share everything with you, too. Everything is given to you, and done through you. You don’t have to beg, borrow, or steal. He’s got your back.
  5. He’s nice. I sorta already said that, but I just wanna say that he is a nice guy. He’s not gonna slash your tires while you’re at work, or poison your dog, or whatever. (Aww, man, these analogies aren’t going all that great today. Bah.) What I mean is: shit DOES happen; not all humans are perfect peaches, and sometimes believers get caught up in that. And random unexpected stuff. But the point is: God is kind. So, so kind. (Ah, crap, I didn’t put ‘unlimited’ before this one. There goes my gold star for writing a perfect five-point sermon…)

So yeah. Get to know the guy, OK, before you start teaching a bunch of weird shit about how God is mean and nasty and just itching to ruin your day? All right? Nobody wants to hear God hates them any more than they already hear it.

God is chill.


A Question

“What do I do with my life, Lord?”

“I’m sorry, at what point did you get the idea that it was yours, to do with as you please?”


Life in Eden: The Book: Coming Soon!


It has been a while since I have posted new chapters of my forthcoming book, Life in Eden.

I decided to keep working on them offline.

Some of what you have seen, will remain, and be even better.

Some will be discarded.

The book is called Life in Eden, and is due to be released on Amazon on May 22.

I will post all of the information here, on that date.




What are trances?

Trances (and this is a Biblical concept), are basically this: when you see things, profound things, deep things, God-things, that others do not see.

(Corporate trances are a thing, but I will mention those just in passing.)

Peter fell into a trance (Acts 10:9-16), and the Gentile world was forever brought into the family of Christ.

Paul fell into a trance (Acts 22), and it saved his life, and, in turn, through his writings, basically the entire universe was changed.

How do I fall into a trance?

That is a tricky question to answer!

The key word here is, ‘fall’.

Falling can be intentional, or unintentional.

Intentional falling can be exhilarating: see: skydiving, bungee jumping.

Unintentional falling can be deadly: see: failed skydiving, failed bungee jumping.

I can’t explain how to fall into a trance, because, to my knowledge, I have never intentionally done so.

They just happened.

Sometimes I asked for them. But I can’t remember a time where I specifically asked for a trance, and it happened right away.

Trances are powerful.

Trances are scary.

Trances are awesome.

Trances will change your life forever.

Trances will ruin your life forever.

Trances can destroy the lives of millions.

Trances can change the entire course of history.


Be very, very careful when you ask for trances.

You might just get what you are asking for.



Kids are awesome, man.

It’s amazing watching them grow up, how they ‘bounce off’ other people, bump into things, make mistakes, say crazy things, get away with the wildest stunts (especially boys).

May you be a parent someday. (This is a declaration of blessing, not a command!)

May you be an aunt, an uncle, a friend with kids, an outside observer.

Kids are a joy, and at times, an irritation. (That last word may come off as ‘mean’, but it’s true.)

But kids are awesome.



Men have both ‘male’ and ‘female’ qualities, in various amounts and ratios, both because of emotional makeup and chemical processes.

It’s weird how that happens: yeah, we’re ‘male and female, made in the image of God,’ sometimes on the outside (through relationships and possibly marriage), but the same thing also happens inside.

It’s part of, again, being ‘made in his image’.

Parts of the Western Evangelical Church insist, sometimes dogmatically, that ‘God is male. God is a He. God is male. God is a He.’ Over and over and over, Jeez, give it a rest, people.

But like it or not, you’re going to run into the fact that God has feminine qualities, too: a wife, a mother, a trusted sister, a friend. Whether through direct experience, or through ‘Jesus with skin on’, our fellow humans’ , it happens.

And it’s all good. It’s how we were made, how we are shaped and formed.

We’re told by society, ‘you have to be a man’s man!’ Or a ‘soft man.’

It’s not either-or. It’s both, and probably more.

Men are weird, and funny, and very often irritating to others.

We can be shockingly blind and boar-headed at times.

We’re also bold, and courageous.

We build. We tinker. We innovate.

We protect. We defend. We stand up for the oppressed.

We focus, sometimes annoyingly so.

Sure, women do that too. Male and female inside. I get that. Believe me, I get it. I see it in my wife, I see it in other women. Like I said, various amounts, various ratios.

(You don’t have to keep pushing the ‘strong female character’, entertainers. Let up, already. Some of us get the point.)

But, yeah, both male and female inside. It’s not androgyny, it doesn’t make you ‘pussy-whipped’, to use the vulgar phrase, but like it or not, it’s just how we’re made.

‘And God said…that it was very good.’

And it is.

The Bible

The Bible

I had a love/hate relationship with the Bible for many years.

Of course, in the Western Evangelical Church, it’s hammered into you repeatedly, the lies: ‘You must read your Bible to please God.’

‘You must read your Bible to know God.’

‘You must read your Bible to get wisdom and direction for your life.’

None of these do any good, at all, without understanding and absorption into the heart…maybe not right away.

For many years, I listened to Scripture tapes to keep my mind off the mental and emotional torture that past circumstances and past abuse revisited upon my life, on a daily basis.

And it was a pleasant distraction at times, but it was also annoying and painful: listening, and listening, and listening, over and over.

Sometimes I understood what I was hearing: the metaphorical cartoon image of a lightbulb-over-the-head was turned on, and suddenly, it all made sense.

Most of the time, though, it seemed to bounce off: ‘what the hell does THAT mean, and why in the world would it be relevant?’

But give it time.

The Bible is a strange, magical book, full of ideas and images that somehow stick in the head.

Maybe they’ll remain hidden away, perhaps stored, perhaps slowly growing, perhaps slowly simmering, for years, however it needs to work in your life.

And when it happens, and it will happen, you will hear the Spirit nudge you from within or without, and say, ‘It has been said to you…but I say…’

…and it will suddenly click. And it will suddenly work. And it will suddenly change your life.

I don’t know how it works. Like I said, it’s basically magic. Spirit does it all. It’s always mysterious, and it likely always will be.

But it happens.

It happens.