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October 1, 2012 / Hannah

Bits and Pieces.

On this sliver of road again,

Home, my friend,

And on, what end?

 

Sheep in wolf’s clothing

Open up and say

Come dine with me,

And love the laundry—

all these vital signs.

 

Advice:

Live small to live big

And sometimes you must

Close your eyes to really see

Little girl me. Excited and Free.

 

And really really small, and the 

Trees were so so tall

And the road so long and 

It was all going to be ok. 

 

Someday and every day,

 

But what I really wanted to do was

Read about that sliver of road,

And Arthur Cecil Mole.

March 17, 2012 / Hannah

New thing

Guess who got a tumblr???  🙂

February 6, 2012 / Hannah

Ah-mazing

Learning to be the beloved. 😀

YES!!! haha… so good! I could go on and on about all the goodness I have seen and experienced. He is crying out for His people to figure out that HE LOVES THEM. Loves loves loves! Adores. Cherishes. Protects. He is kind, He is gentle, He is so so funny. I wish I could impart even what little I feel in my spirit about this to so many people.

It is so heartbreaking to see and hear people who want so much to serve God and they are weary and hopeless because they never can seem to get there. “Honey you are there, the old man is dead, quit resurrecting him and start believing in love!”

To experience His love produces everything anyways. All the fruit, it just comes because it can’t help coming when someone figures out how beloved they are. I mean, it’s incredible. It’s beyond the wildest dreams.

I was a part of a large healing ministry for a year. I did see and hear about amazing things: missing eyeballs growing in, deaf ears opening, cancerous tumors disappearing, metal rods and screws disappearing, on and on. There are 2 people that stand out though; I will always remember them.

One was a man who had been a pastor. His son had died a year earlier and he had become weary or serving a God whom he wasn’t even sure existed any more. I saw this man experience God’s love for him for the first time. He had so much joy, huge tears and smiles and wordless thankfulness.

Another was a woman who appeared to be in her 80s. She had been prayed for by the time I got to her, but I felt God just wanted love on her. I knelt down in front of her and looked up into her eyes. I watched them fill with tears of hope and love as I simply told her that God really does love her, is pleased with her. It was the first time in a lifetime of serving Him that she realized how much He adored her.

Hosea 6:6 ” For I desire steadfast love and not sacrifice, the knowledge of God rather than burnt offerings.”

There is absolutely nothing better, nothing greater, than seeing someone understand that they are thoroughly beloved. Except, of course, getting loved on by Jesus myself, over and over and over again.

January 21, 2012 / Hannah

Revisiting

Here’s an old post from an old blog. It was a fun little experience.

Went out to the lake today, we found a great cove where the water is so clear it has that aqua marine caribbean look, bordered by mountains, the feet of which branch into the waters. Mm.
We are powerful people.

Isn’t it fascinating that the world is full of people with free will? Every time we come into contact with another being we get to experience their choices, what they choose to do with their experience and personality. They could do anything. You just never know what those beings are capable of dong or being and it’s amazing.

Sometimes they do the unexpected, like ask if you’re going to use the ice at the bottom of the venti iced coffee you just finished.”No, no I don’t think I need that.” “Oh, well, would you mind if I used it? Gotta cool down this gatorade.” “Not at all, help yourself.”

Tonight I went for a drive with a friend, just to go. We ended up in a small town of 587 people, saw the cafe/grocery store and pulled up as an old man was coming out. we asked if they were closed and he offered to let us in for an ice cream. The place served as the town’s library, cafe, grocery store, the meeting place of the local historical club, and karaoke joint. The old man was the owner. He held an open magazine in his hand and pointed to a picture of a B29 bomber (or something like that) and said, “You guys ever get a chance to take a ride in a -insert name of plane here- you take it.” He proceeded to talk to us for a while, mostly about his wife, whose brother is the drummer in The Police. Her father was head of the CIA, and she has written a few books and produced movies.

He loved to talk about his wife. Apparently they met at the cafe, which they now own. He said she was out of town, but invited us back to meet her. He said she loves to correct the english of the locals, and that they wanted to make the little cafe/store a place for the youth to hang out, instead of doing drugs and making a ruckus. He flies planes, and said he was buying one soon. He offered us free rides, and said he wanted to teach the kids around how to fly. He told how he lost 3 million dollars in 10 days. How he wanted to buy a little cafe in another town that had belonged to his family, and he wanted to get it back in.

You never know who you’re going to meet, what they’ve done, and what story they’re living.

January 20, 2012 / Hannah

A little of this

Messing around with styles inspired by spoken word. 🙂 Let me know if it works. Or not. Ya know.

 

Where I belong.

Um, Where do I belong? Will I settle down here? With these people? With this job?

In the back of my mind I’m in meadows and mountains.

And partly, I think I struggle with the reality of my own limitations. I learn this when I wake up with sore knees from too far runs, when I find my shoulders creeping up towards my neck, when I come home tired-too tired-much. too tired.

You see I’d like to think, to believe, I set my own limits. And not! because I have too, becaauuse it’s my choice. My boundaries. I am in CONTROL. control. Of my body-mind-spirit- .

Yet always am I faced with the truth — I do not choose my stopping places. They have chosen me. And if I do not abide by these pre-written laws dictating the parameters of my abilities I will StOPcrASh eyes shut tight and I know without looking it’s a Wall.

In the middle of my mind there’s a wall.

But, don’t worry, I’ve got a pole. A vaulting pole.

A pole with which to vault that wall. What is a vault? A safe place to store things, valuable things. I use this valuable space for vaulting walls that I built, or maybe I didn’t and maybe probably they shouldn’t be there. Anyway there they are, but I must use my last or first amount of strength to mount

so

high.

The fun part is a the top, flying {gracefully} o’er the wall at the edge of my handy pole I reach up and with tips of fingers stroke the sky blue.

A blue that reminds me of my dreams,

something you can’t quite remember except in how you feel when you think about it.

Just.beyond.

Like God. Like how I feel Him.

Let go! of the mental madness that is the trying to comprehend God, and

it works. Peace wraps me up and JOY ~swells~ surgesmeltingintosmilesintolaughs. Sigh, of peace. Soul at rest. Tightness that likes to grip my mind, my heart, faded.

Spirit at home. This is where I belong. The wall is behind me, maybe it’s gone, maybe I can walk through it. I only know the longer I stay here, the smaller it becomes.

January 10, 2012 / Hannah

Belonging

We make our plans around our hopes not our fears – Danny Silk

It’s been a particularly hard week of facing lots of things including some deep fears, so this is good (hard!) encouragement right now. Even my moment to moment, hour by hour plans are important when it comes to feeding hope, even if it means taking that hour to sit and grieve and receive Peace.

January 8, 2012 / Hannah

word of the day

 

The Lord will fight for you, you have only to be still. – exodus 14:14

January 5, 2012 / Hannah

rest & hope in 2012

I read this word a few days ago regarding the new year we’re moving into. Bob Hartley is a prophetic leader, I’ve actually seen him a few times, he hears with amazing accuracy from God. He gave this word which I loved, especially as I have felt called to focus on rest since early 2010.

“[God is calling us to] a new partnering with Him, where we become experts in rest as we discern the stressors and clutter in our lives and turn our focus instead toward Him, toward adoring Him. Where the Body of Christ has been operating out of assignment, out of striving, stress and unbelief, the Lord is coming to show us His more excellent way, the way of operating in rest and relationship, of seeing His solutions from above the clouds with Him.

In Exodus 33:15 Moses said to God, “If Your presence does not go with us, do not lead us up from here.” At the core of the New Operating System is this valuing of the presence of God above all else.

The New Operating System of Rest

God is calling us into this New Operating System that moves out of rest in His presence – an operating system that He began to explain to me in a dream through a pile of leaves. The dream came at a time when years of pushing hard in life and ministry had left my body and soul running low. In the midst of this time, as I was looking for a new way forward, God brought to me the beginning of the answer in the form of a dream, a dream that began with 10 piles of leaves.

In the dream, as I am walking toward a villa in Germany, I encounter a woman who instructs me to rake up the leaves in her yard into 10 piles. So I start to try to comply with her instructions, but the wind is blowing and I am running in too many directions at once, trying to rake up and gather the leaves, feeling confused and exhausted. The Lord showed me that these 10 piles of leaves represented present needs and issues facing the Body of Christ, which are real, but need to be left to God.

In the dream there was too much to do, too many directions to go in. I was feeling increasingly exhausted, but I wasn’t getting anywhere. Just then a woman with blonde hair and glasses, from the house next door, came up to me, grabbed my face, and said, “One focus, not ten,” telling me to work on raking up ONE pile of leaves instead of the ten. “One focus on His eyes,” she said, and as I raked the remaining leaves and followed her instruction, I did it with rest and ease.

One Focus: His Presence

When I shared this dream about the woman with blond hair and glasses to a good friend, he said to me, “I know the place and the woman.”

A few months later, I went to the wellness center that he had spoken of in Germany. I went to enter in to this New Hope-Filled Operating System based in rest and to restore my body and soul. When I arrived there, I met the woman with the blonde hair and glasses from the dream. She was helping to run the wellness center and she spoke to me in the same way with the same words she had spoken to me in the dream. “One focus,” she said over and over again in the thirty days that I was there. “One focus moving out of a restful place of hope where ministry comes out of overflow, not residue.”

During my time there, God continued to unveil this New Operating System, based in rest, based in one pile of leaves, one focus in Him, that He wants us to function from in the days to come. This one focus is an Ephesians 4:4 call to the Body of Christ. Ephesians 4:4-6 says, “There is one body and one Spirit, just as also you were called in one hope of your calling; one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all who is over all and through all and in all. ONE FOCUS IN HIM.

 We learn a new rhythm, a new focus, a new way to be in His presence with intentions of only love and hope. Here we move from scattered focus and disconnection to clear, concentrated connection in Him. Here we leave behind our Babylon chaos and confusion and enter into His rhythms of rest, as in Hebrews 4:9-11 where it talks about this Sabbath Rest: “So there remains a Sabbath Rest for the people of God. For the one who has entered His rest has himself also rested from his works, as God did from His. Therefore let us be diligent to enter that rest, so that no one will fall, through following the same example of disobedience.”As we enter this “Room of Rest” we have to trust in the God of Hope, the God of Jeremiah 31:25 that says, “For I will satisfy the weary ones and refresh everyone who languishes.” We have to trust that “those who wait for the Lord will gain new strength” (Isaiah 40:31). We have to “stand by the ways…where the good way is, asking for the ancient path” of Sabbath Rest, trusting that we will find “rest for our souls” (see Jeremiah 6:16).”

GOOD word 🙂 and I am particularly in need of it these days. I have fallen into busyness of life that has left me weary, empty and  devoid of passion for life. I was going over some old notes and found some I’d taken while listening to Graham Cooke (amazing, amazing teachings) at school. He was talking about the rhythm of rest, how to find your own unique rhythm. He was very practical, he said he knows what times of day are best for him to do different things, the rhythm of how he is made.

He said that all discipline must be rooted in delight, the pleasure of loving God.

He emphasized that we must allow God to cherish us in the place of our insecurity.

It’s not as much about praying to God as praying with Him. Find out what He thinks and agree with Him. Mike Bickle says that you can ask the Holy Spirit anything, how He feels and thinks about anything, anyone, including you. You will always be amazed by the love and joy you will find when you “seek Him with all your heart.”

The last thing Graham said, ask Him “Jesus, what do you want to be for me right now?” You will find your rest in Him and the rest of your life will get sorted out.

“He has come to give us life, and that abundantly.” John 10:10.

November 22, 2011 / Hannah

Peace: How to

The first time Thanksgiving is mentioned in the Bible is in Leviticus 7:11 – 14,

“These are the instructions regarding the different kinds of peace offerings that may be presented to the LORD.

If you present your peace offering as an expression of thanksgiving, the usual animal sacrifice must be accompanied by various kinds of bread made without yeast—thin cakes mixed with olive oil, wafers spread with oil, and cakes made of choice flour mixed with olive oil. This peace offering of thanksgiving must also be accompanied by loaves of bread made with yeast. One of each kind of bread must be presented as a gift to the LORD.”

Three types of bread. Thin crackers. The Israelites made unleavened bread to remind them of the hard times in Egypt, when they made the bread to sustain them as they fled captivity. Even the thinnest thanks can sustain us in hard times and lead us out of captivity.

Wafers. After the escape we become able to give a greater thanks. This becomes the cakes. The rich, satisfying type of thanksgiving that comes out of a celebration of fullness.

And all thee were to be offered drenched in oil. The oil of Holy Spirit goodness. Mmm. He gives me strength to offer the crackers and Joy to give the cake.

And all of this amounts to Peace.

“The meat of the peace offering of thanksgiving must be eaten on the same day it is offered. None of it may be saved for the next morning.” – Lev 7:15

Enjoy the things that come to you out of Thanksgiving. I heard a story once about a child who had come out of a poverty situation. His foster parents began to find bits of food stashed about his room, things from dinners that he’d hidden away. Saving it because his life had been filled with uncertainty. When would there be food again?

I think God made that command to symbolize the trust that we can have in Him to continue to provide for us. We give thanks and enjoy what we have without trying to save it up for tomorrow.

How often I have felt myself trying to do that with Joy and Peace.

There is more than enough for tomorrow! Woohoo! I will enjoy and thank Him for what I have today, what I had yesterday, and I know that He is a good Father of more-than-enough. Who in a royal court is hungry?

November 6, 2011 / Hannah

Happy Sunday!

“Miracles are not contrary to nature, but only contrary to what we know about nature.”
St. Augustine