Kids Camp and Kenya

11:55pm Thursday, July 28, 2016. Almost midnight. Almost July 29th. Almost done with our children's camp that has dominated my July for the past the 14 years of my life. Almost done. One more week of bliss for the children, after tomorrow, and then soon I will by flying to Kenya again. So stoked! I love that word, stoked, but I know it only applies to Southern California people, I think. Totally stoked about going to Kenya again! I mean I can't wait to see what God is going to do. *Sigh*

Anyway not sure what else to write at the moment. Need to be up by 8am which is not really that bad so that's why I don't mind blogging this late. God is good, God is great, have a fantastic night or day depending on what time of day this post catches you. Blessings!

Trump For President

1:24am and my fingers are typing, but what? What do I type? That I like Trump for president? He spoke tonight at the Republican Convention so this is fresh.

I know this will offend some people but honestly I don't think too many people are going to read it, so I am probably safe. God showed me in a dream that he is going to be president, in a quite matter of factual way: dreams. Of course there is a chance my interpretation method to my dreams is flawed, but I have been believing for quite some time, since before he started becoming real popular in his campaign, that he is going to win. Dreams, dreams, dreams. Not on me but a revelation of the future by God. What's the word???

Surely the LORD GOD will do nothing, but he revealeth his secret unto his servants the prophets. Amos 3:7

So, in my mind I have no problem if God chooses to reveal the future to me through dreams and indeed it makes me feel quite honored. It is kind of tough though when people might not like that future God shows me, but really, who cares what mere man thinks of God's plans?

Oh the loathing I have heard from some Christians toward Trump supporters. "He's racist!" or whatever.

Personally I have always liked Trump, at least since when I started buying his books 4 or 5 years ago. Since then I really had no problem with him. Is he a hard-core Christian? Is he perfect? Is he just a man. No, no, yes. Is he intelligent? Yes. Is he a nice guy? I think if you treat him fairly.

In the end though he is very wealthy and is running for the highest office in the land. Things will and have gotten ugly. I can't say I support everything he says and does, but I like him, and I liked him before he started running for president.

The Courage to Believe

What to say, what to write... Tuesday night nearly midnight, tick and a tock, so goes the clock, but what to write, what to write. Life. Life, life, life, on and on it goes...most of the time. Stopping here and there for a soul, an appointment. Divided we fall but united we stand. America, what are you?

I will not give up! I will not give up! I will not give up! I don't care how many times I fail, for every failure brings me one step closer to success. For failure is not the act of failing but the act of giving up. The struggle! The tenacity to believe that the next try could be successful, that is courage. Courage! Believe! Perseverance! Success cometh! This I know.

Yes, Black Lives Matter Absolutely

Dallas. Why? Sin. Sin is the problem, whether it's racism or hate, murder or whatever else. Sin! Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God! As a white man living in a predominately back community, my experience is somehow connected to a black man in a white community. It's weird. Thinking about it all. Yes the black man might experience racism, and that is not right, but every day that I walk out of my door I have to be careful no one is going to try to mug me. What experience is worse? Are they equal? Black lives matter? ABSOLUTELY! But what I see every day here in Newark is black on black crime. So who really doesn't understand then that black lives matter? Love! Jesus! Love God and love other people, that is the only solution. God bless.