An invitation to LIFE

I’ve forgotten a lot of the Fathers vision for my life.  Not due to anything in specific other than just not continuously coming to Him to be filled.  I’m the whore who gets her fill from everything else.  I leave tomorrow for Hendersonville North Carolina.  A wonderful friend and I will be watching over a camp that sits on 60 acres.  It’s just he and I and the Father… the Father that gave His only son to redeem a broken world.  I’m ready for Daddy to take my glasses… repair the frames and clean the lenses, and then to place them on my face again.  I’m ready to see clearly, to dream freely, and to move without hesitation when He calls.  He’s seeking obedient sons and daughters, and I personally am tired of holding back. 

I just started a website for myself that will “house” anything and everything me.  Feel free to check it out.  I’m excited about it though.  I think some cool things could come from it.  The link to the site is http://www.JordanPinkston.com

I love you all, and I’ll be blogging my experience.  There will probably be some things I don’t share… I think Poppa wants to keep some things real intimate… just between He and I, and I’m absolutely excited about that.  I’m going to re-fall in love with the Creator of the universe this week.  

With much joy and excitment,

Bear

Hello my dears.  I’ve missed you.  Fore warning… this post might be random… but aren’t they all?  I’m at a point in my life where “the bare minimum” just isn’t cutting it anymore.  We’re called to so much more than we give ourselves.  I just read a facebook status from a friend in Mexico saying, “I learned something in the last 24 hours: I’m capable of much more than I tell myself I’m capable of.”  HOW TRUE?!  We limit ourselves to become bare minimum.  My excuse has always been that I don’t doubt God, I just doubt myself… but in the end, thats doubting God.  Doubting that God can use someone as broken and lost as myself.  A good friend put it this way.  ”Jordan, you give more hope than you take”.  I tell people of all this hope that can be found in the Lord and I believe it to be there for the taking, for them… but I won’t accept it for myself.  How sad is that?  We’ve turned “practice what you preach” into a negative statement almost.  But if WE, followers of Jesus Christ and the coheirs of His kingdom, practice what we preach… then we surely need to practice the feeling of the Lords pleasure… the allowing of others to love on us and encourage us… we need to receive hope and peace just as much as the next.  My buddy Chad tells me to keep pouring into people so that the Lord can keep filling me up.  I got to a point where I wasn’t allowing myself to be filled… at least not by the Lord.  I became dry, tired, empty.. wanting so much more.  It’s in those times that I’m not happy with who I am… I become discouraged and doubt that the Lord would want to do anything with this wretched soul…  If we carry this mentality that we’re afraid to let God down… then we need to realize we we’re never holding Him up.  Thats not what we’re here for.  If we realize that He alone is holding us up… then I think this whole “love God, love people, change the world” model would work a lot better.  I was reading in Ezekiel today and it talks about how God is sending Ezekiel to the Israelites to tell them what God says about their sin.  God is sending him (the son of man as if refers to him) to an “obstinate and stubborn people”.  I love how it explains of how the Israelites are going to chain him up and yell at him.. and God is going to make his tongue stick to the roof of his mouth, so that he can’t speak ill angered words towards them but when God tells him what to say… he will set his tongue free so that he can speak only what God says to tell them.  Basically, “Hey, Ezekiel, son of man, you’re going to be a prophet.  Check out my angels with 7 heads and 7 sets of wings… check em’ out for all their glory… now listen to me.  I’m sending you to some of the roughest cats around town.  Their hearts are hardened and their probably not going to listen to you, because their not even listening to me.  But check it, if an Israelite man dies while you’re there, and you didn’t tell him about me… when he dies without turning to me, its on your head… but, if you DO go and tell him about me and he refuses to change, when he dies regardless of change or not… you’re safe.  Oh and remember this if nothing else… if its not my words for you to share… then keep your mouth shut.. and just incase you do try to throw in your in your two cents… your tongues going to be stuck to the roof of your mouth.  Love you, mean it.”  I’d be so encouraged to be told from God that I’m going to be a prophet, but pretty discouraged to hear that even though I am sent from God, since they won’t listen to the creator, their probably not going to listen to me.  

I’m still chewing on all of that.  It’s been a wonderful day… but not in the way of it normally being good for me.  I just feel the Lord saying “pray for them… now pray for them over there.  Don’t tell them, just pray for them.  Intercede for my people today.  Love them like I do.  Allow your heart to break, but find hope not only for them, but for yourself… I have redeemed you my son!  If I redeemed you, I will surely redeem them.”  

So, to all you sad and hopeless vagabonds at heart…. wake up.  Receive the Lords blessing.  Allow it to cover you.  Allow Him to heal every little wound you’ve got going on.  The ones your friends and family put in you, but also the ones you gave to yourself.  You are redeemed.  You are not the same as you were.  You were created in perfection, by Perfection, to be perfection.  You’re capable of so much more!

Love you guys!

Bear

NEW JESUS CULTURE!!!  I can’t contain my joy for this CD…  I have to remind myself that I’m in a coffee shop and this isn’t one of the best places to begin crying.  So much inspiration in these words.  Preparation for battle, this is war.  The Lords good… I feel as if He’s revealing a smidgen of His passion for the lost to me… it’s crazy.  So many people keep crossing my path.. and the Lord’s been pretty daggum quiet in our conversations… but my mission hasn’t changed a bit.  Just love them.  I always thought this was an easy act… it’s not.  It’s easy when their sane… and sober… and not on drugs… and normal.  I get the cream of the crop… and I wouldn’t have it any other way.  ”All that I am I place in to your loving hands”.  Sorry, Kim Walker is preaching right now.  

It’s been an amazing week.  My heavenly Daddy is showing me so much… revealing one thing… than holding my hand to another area… it seems He’s excited… and eager to show me things… almost like a little child who built a fort and wants to show their parents… roles reversed in this one though… my Daddy wants to share His new hang out spot with me… He wants to have pillow talk… and He wants to tell me some secrets.  I’m so madly in love with this journey.  It’s stupid exciting.  

Valentines day was nice… very calm… nothing lovey dovey… one day i’ll have a snuggle bunny… but I’m good for now.  

I fear for some of my friends… I know their hearts are in the right place… and they want nothing more than to please the Lord, but like me, their the best at becoming distracted… or allowing flesh to take over.  Relationships are scary… and there’s a lot of guys I don’t trust my sisters dating… but their grown women and they can make their own decision… I just wish they’d remember they belong to Jesus and if their not being treated and built up as the princess’ and daughters of God that they are… then I wish they’d run fast.  I’m not saying I am the man of God that I’m intended to be… but I’m working on it.  And I have a hot minute to go before i’ve even reached the “bare minimum” limit, but I’m getting there.  

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Submission is awesome… I can’t get enough of it.  There is such an awareness of God and His presence when your heart is in a bowing posture.  Be still and know… thats where I’m at… sitting down, shutting up, shutting my brain off, and just receiving.  

You can do it to… so I hope you will.

With excitement, joy, and the feeling of the Lords pleasure,

Bear