Dream

Yo...I've been watching the Florida Revival since the get go. I haven't been able to make it down there yet, but my parents went down. While they were there I had a dream. In the dream my dad called me from a restaurant. He said he was there eating dinner with Todd [Bentley], and that Todd had a word for me, so my dad handed the phone to Todd, and Todd said that God had a word for me. He said "Literally, literally every one of your dreams are going to come true." So I woke up and the whole day I was wondering if that was God or not. Later that day my mom called me and I told her about the dream. She said that was sooooo God and told me that while they were there Todd laid hands on then and declared that every dream, vision and prophetic word is going to come true. So Todd gave me to same word, but in a dream. Dude, God is cool. Gotta go, gotta rock!!!

Like Bringing a Knife To a Gun Fight...

Ok...I'm back in the saddle again...it's been a week since the last post...but who really cares. So basically all I've been doing for the last week is watch the Florida Healing Revival on God TV, then watching the Randy Clark School of Healing and Impartation on DVD, and reading like 3 other books at the same time. I've been practicing my gift of prophecy and it's coming out big time. Friday I went the Randy Clark school in northern Phoenix and Randy laid hands on me and prayed for an outpouring of the prophetic and what not, which was sweet. Then I went and go a tattoo on the side of my left hand, below the thumb if you hold yer hand vertically, and to the left of the thumb if your holding your hand horizontally. It's the words "Talitha Koum", which means "Little girl, I say to you, get up." In Mark chapter 5, Jesus said those words to a little girl who was dead and she was instantly raised from the dead. And since I truly believe that I will be raising the dead, I thought it would be a good tattoo to get. Then last night, I did the sound for Club Mysterio, which is where our resident DJ, DJ Caleb, spins trance music and we worship the Lord to that. So that was cool. Okay, I'm bored with this, so peace out.

Gotta go///Gotta rock
-Jesse Kade-

Break Out the Shotguns

Hey. I haven't posted anything new awhile. My bad. No one reads this anyway so whatever.

But last Sunday was the end of the New Mystics conference. I was actually really spiritually frustrated and pissed the whole night. I get like that sometimes. Sometimes I compare my walk and where I'm at with others and I want what they want so bad that it makes me pissed that I don't have that. That's not right, I shouldn't do that. That's breaking the commandment about not coveting your neighbor. Sunday was also the start of my 7 day fast.

So as I write this, it's Sunday again. It's been about 7 days since I've had anything to eat. I've been drinking soy protein drinks for breakfast and dinner, and drinking vitamin water in between those. It's been working out good. Everyday that I've been going into the prayer room and hanging out with God, I've been having small little breakthroughs, but haven't got the breakthrough I've been fasting for. I'm fasting so that I can get hella drunk and wasted in the spirit as will, whenever I want. 5pm today is the deadline. I haven't decided if the first thing I'm gunna eat is gunna be sushi or pizza.

Last night was Saturday, so the crew and I went to Mill Ave. to tear it up and share the love of Jesus. One of the people in our groups' band was playing down on Mill so we checked her band out first then went out praying for people. We prayed for healing and all sorts of other cool stuff. Everytime I go out God shows up.

That's all I got right now. I'm trying to keep these short, mainly kuz I'm too lazy to go into a lot of detail...kuz no one reads this stuff.

Getting stoned in the Spirit

Hey all y'all...How you livin? I want to make this one as quick as possible, so here we go.

The Extreme Prophetic conference titles "The New Mystics" started Thursday night. Tonight is the last night. Some rad things have happened so far which I'll get into later. First I want to try and explain what a Christian mystic is.

A Christian mystic is a person who basically seeks all the things that God has to offer. Our God is a supernatural God and the more you seek him the more supernatural things will happen around you. You have heard of terms such as trances, visions, and visitations. These all started in the Bible. Paul the Apostle was one of many Christian mystics. He was regularly taken into Heaven. I'm not doing a good job of explaining this so if your interested hit this link.

Anyway, people have been getting healed all over the place at this conference. See, the way it works if that a speaker with have a 'word of knowledge' which come froms God. For example, the speaker will point to a person, whom they have never met, and say "You have a arthritis in your right knee." The person says yeah, comes up and gets healed. They work in other ways other then words of knowledge, but I'm too lazy to get into them right now. I'll just say that our God is an awesome God.

One of the speaker, John Crowder, is all about getting lit up in the spirit. What does that mean. Well, you can literally get drunk, in the spirit. The Holy Spirit comes and fills you Heavenly wine and you get drunk. My dad told me a story about a time when he had a bunch of people over, and they all got drunk in the spirit. One lady who was totally smashed was driving home, swerving all over the place, and a cop pulled her over. She explained to cop that was wasn't drunk off booze, but off the spirit, and he didn't believe her. Then all of a sudden as he was writing her ticket, Holy Ghost came, filled him with wine, and he got totally smashed. It hit him so hard he fell to the ground. Then he let her go. So yeah, you can get wasted in the Lord. You can partake in Heavenly doobies, ecstasy, whatever. God loves a party too. All the drugs here on Earth are just counterfeits of Gods stuff. He's got the best stash guys. I'm sure a lot of you reading this think this is retarted, but it's the truth. You can live in a constant state of being whacked in the spirit. One of the guys in XP, he's the ministry's lawyer, gets so drunk in the spirit all the time. He is always walking around stumbling running into things. And when he gets drunk he is so in the glory that he manifests gold dust all over his head and neck. That's gold dust that was in Heaven. And you can even gather it up and eat and snort it or whatever and it gets you messed up. Like I said, God loves a party. This is all Biblical too guys.

So that's it for now. I'm gunna go sniff some Holy Ghost blow. Gotta go, gotta ROCK!!!

Update

Hey, today I'm just gunna give a quick little update, kuz lately it's been hard to find the time to write everyday...but I don't think anyone reads this anyway so....but if you do cool. I used to be a really good writer back in high school. I wrote for the local newspaper in my hometown but for some reason I suck at writing now. I don't even proofread my stuff before I post it...so there's prolly a ton of mistakes. But forget all that noise...lets get to some good God stuff.

So this last weekend the buddies and I did more street ministry down on Mill. When I started walking with the Lord again I thought my days of staying out late hanging at the party spots around town would be over but that's exactly what I'm doing. Except I'm hanging out there to share the love of Jesus and pray for people. But after watching Todd all week it got me fired up. I have a healing anointing like Todd, but he's been practicing it for awhile. So now I'm really going for it and stepping into my anointing. All day Saturday I was literally chasing people in wheelchairs asking if I could pray for them to be healed. Some say no, some say yeah. So I prayed for a few people. One guy we prayed for with a bad upper back received healing. He was a believer, he believed in healing and miracles (a lot of Christians don't), and when we put our hands on him and prayed for him we could feel the Holy Spirit going through him. When we where done he said he could feel it too....awesome...But other then that no one I prayed for healing for was healed but one did give his heart to Jesus so that was cool. But I'm just gunna keep chasing crippled and sick people because the more I press in and step into my anointing the more miracles are gunna happen. Yeah buddy.

Then last night we have our Extreme Prophetic Xperience night. XP puts it on every month on the first Sunday of every month. But I had some personal breakthroughs. First off, this lady I had never met, stopped me while I was on my way to the restroom and asked me if I could pray for her daughter who was going through a hard time. I guess she was kinda backsliding. I said yeah. So at the end of the meeting I talked to her and just ministered to her and prayed for her, that God was reveal himself to her in a big way and some other stuff that I'm too lazy to write about. And while I was praying for her I felt the Holy Spirit going through me. Then I prayed for my buddy Casey and he got pretty rocked. He's really sensitive to God. But then he prayed for me and I got pretty rocked..

We went outside and he asked me what I wanted prayer for and I told him more of Jesus. He began to pray and I began to receive and then God started speaking to me through Casey. That whole evening I had been going through a hard time with some of my old thought patterns that where really making me frustrated because I didn't want to think about certain things certain ways and its been something I've been battling with for the last month and the frustration peaked last night (I hadn't told a soul about these struggles). But when God began speaking to me through Casey, He addressed everything that I had been struggling with...and I mean everything. He told me not to worry about those things and to put then into his hands and that he loved me. One thing that I had been questioning for a few days was if I really actually loved God...like with a deep true love...or did I just love his miracles, or his blessings, or all the cool things that go along with serving God. But one thing God said was "Jesse, you love me....you do...you really love me. I couldn't do anything but cry like a little girl. I had cried like that for years. It was sweet release. Then after it was all said and done, Casey snapped out of it, and told me while we were praying he said a huge angel standing behind me and a big sword. Wow....

Tuesday, April 1st

Today was a day of personal breakthrough for me.

While I was at work I was praying for God to have me pray for someone. I was all pumped with from the last four days of watching Todd. I wanted to walk in boldness like him. PAUSE

One thing I didn't mention about the day before at the theater is that we ran into these people who where at the same meeting as Todd like a week ago. They asked Todd to pray for them to be as bold as him. I was thinking about Todd's boldness and just boldness in general. When I first met Todd and watched him go up to strangers I thought to myself "Wow, this dude has got balls." I assumed his boldness came from him just being brave. But today the Lord revealed to me that his boldness comes from the fact that he fells Jesus' heart for his people. He feels the hurt that Jesus has when someone is sick and he feels how much love Jesus has for this person and how bad Jesus wants this person to be set free. That's where the boldness comes from. Not kuz he has balls.

RESTART////So anyway, I was praying and just itching to pray for someone. I walked outside and saw the security guard. I felt like God was saying "That's the one, pray for him." So I went up to him and ask him what his name was. He said his name was Stan. Then I said, "Stan, this might sound strange, but I feel like God wants me to pray for you." He was cool with it so I asked him if here anything wrong in his body. He said no and said he felt blessed to be in such good condition for being 60 years old. So I asked him if he was a believer. He said that he used to be and how he was raised southern baptist, but how he hasn't been sure what to believe anymore. He hadn't been walking with God for a long time. He started talking about the crazy muslims and all that and I was thinking to myself "Yeah, that's great, I don't care, I just want to pray for you." But he went on and I couldn't get in a word edgewise. So I kinda cut him off and said "Ok, well I'm gunna pray that God gives you dreams and visitations in the night." I put my hand on his shoulder and began praying. The gist of the prayer was that God would reveal himself to him and that he would know he was real and that Stan would know that Jesus was waiting from him with arms wide open if he was ever ready to come back. I could feel the Holy Spirit all over me and it was increasing. But I guess as I was praying my co-workers came out and Stan saw them looking at me and Stan interupted me and asked if I would get in trouble. When he stopped me the Holy Spirit left and I just quickly said amen and told Stan he was awesome. He said thank you for my prayer, and I walked away. I was floating. It felt great to step out of my comfort zone and pray for someone.

Monday, March 31st, 2008

My day was pretty uneventful until later in the evening. Todd called me up to see if I wanted to go see 'Horton Hears a Who' (which by the way is a extremely prophetic movie...watch it!!). I called up my buddies Jerry and Tim to see if they wanted to go...they said yeah. Tim brought this other dude Elijah, who is one of the media guys for XP...but that really doesn't matter and I don't know why I'm mentioning it...prolly just to take up space so my blog looks longer and therefore more important...which it is, way more important then yours...yours sucks...just kidding...no but really...mine is awesome...so is the band Norma Jean. Dude, I bought this strawberry milk at Circle K today, and it tasted horrible and I can't get the taste out of my mouth....that is the opposite of awesome. Anyway, I digress.

So on the way to the theater Todd is discipling us, droppin' some knowledge. We get to the theater, and we get our tickets. Then Todd tells the ticket sale lady that Jesus loves her and asks her if there is anything wrong in her body. She said no, then Todd said "Are you sure?" Then she confessed she had a really bad headache. So Todd asked for her hand and he prayed. After he prayed he asked her how her head was feeling. At first she was like "Ummm, then she cracked a smile and was like "Oh my God, my headache is gone." She smiled even wider...she couldn't believe it.

Then we when inside and a girl approached us to rip our ticket stubs. Todd told her about what happened to the ticket girl and asked her if there was anything wrong in her body. She said no, then Todd was like "Yeah...ok...you get migraines though, don't you?" She was like "Yeah, but I take meds for it." Todd told her that God wanted to heal her right now. He prayed and asked her she felt anything, she said no. Then Todd explained to that just because she didn't feel anything doesn't mean she didn't get healed. He told her that she was definitly healed because it was the Lord who told him that she got migraines and why would He tell him that if He didn't want her to be healed. Then he told her that when her migraines don't come back to give praise to God.

After that he tried talking to another employee. The Lord told him she had a bad knee, but when he asked to pray for her she said she doesn't believe in God and won't let him pray for her. Oh well, her lose.

After the movie, as we were walking through the parking lot, we ran across a guy and a girl talking in the parking lot. And guess what Todd did...he went up to her and started talking to them. Turned out the lady had cervical cancer. So Todd said "Ok, let's do this. We all started praying with him. As he was praying he was saying that he felt like he was on fire and she said she could feel something lifting in her. We prayed more and when we felt like the deed was done we stopped. She asked for hugs from all of us. It was rad. Then Todd turned to the dude. He said "Something is wrong with your left shoulder, huh?" The said "Yeah." Then Todd said "Yeah, it hurts right in here (he touched the dude where God was showing him where the pain was). They guys again said yeah. So we prayed for him too. I don't remember if he got healed but I bet he did.

So that was that day. Turn the page.

Sunday, March 30th, 2008

Today was another rad day of watching people get healed.

A group of people from XP where getting together and going to the womens shelter in Phoenix. It was like a makeover type thing where the ladies in the shelter could get their hair cut and nails done and get makeup and stuff. We had a band playing, so I helped set up the sound for that and then started following Todd around again.

Todd prayed a lady with gout in her feet and she got healed. He prayed for a lady who was using a cane to walk, who had damaged cartilage in her hip. She got healed and just couldn't believe it. She gave her heart to Jesus. Then miracles just keep getting gnarlier from there. There was a lady with screws in her hips. You could feel them though the skin. Todd prayed for her. He asked her to check her hips and she started feeling them with her hands and was surprised when she no longer felt the screws. She was dumbfounded. It was rad. Then the most gnarly miracles happened. This 55 year old lady had one leg that was shorter then the other by about an inch. Todd grabbed her feet and I got down on the ground so I could watch her feet from up close. He began to pray and she said she felt it stretching. I was watching her feet and sure enough...I watched her short literally grow out until it was even with her other foot. WOW. I was blown away. Then Todd asked her about one of her eyes. It was a dead eye. She explained how she had an accident with a screwdriver when she was 13 and had been completely blind in that eye since then. Todd prayed once. She covered her good eye and said it was fuzzy looking out her bad eye. Todd prayed again. She covered her good eye and Todd held up a finger in front of her and asked her if she could see it. She said no...but then Todd moved it to the side and she said she could see it. Her peripherals where working. Todd prayed again. She covered up her good eye. Todd held up 2 fingers and asked her how many fingers he was holding up. She said "Two". He held up 3 fingers and asked her again. She answered "Three". I was tripping. Wow.

Then my dad was praying from a lady with arthritis in her wrists and knees and she got healed too. So it was a pretty crazy day. Turn the page.

Saturday, March 29th,2008

On Saturday I went to Sedona, Arizona with Caleb (a minister with Extreme Prophetic), Todd (from the night before), and my buddies who are also involved with XP, Casey and Jerry. For those of you who don't know Sedona is surrounded by beautiful red mountains. So we were going to hike one of the mountains.

We arrived and started our climb and almost immediately we passed a lady on her way down who was limping. Todd was like "Here we go!", then he asked her what had happened and she told us that she hurt her knee. So Todd said "Oh man, you gotta do me a favor...you gotta let me pray for you." She said okay. He placed his hand on her knee and began praying. He prayed 3 times and each time she said it felt like it was getting better, but it didn't fully get healed right there. But she said "Thanks guys, that was a very loving thing to do." So Todd just explained to her that loving people and praying for healing was suppose to be everyday Christian life. Then asked her if the name Michelle meant something to her. She said "No", but he asked again. He explained how he was learning to hear from the Lord, so he asked her if a girl by the name Michelle may had done something mean to her a long time ago. She though about it and said "Nope." Then he said okay....then asked her if she liked kids, as in working with kids. She said yeah. Then he said "Yeah you like working with little kids, like 8 and younger. She said that that was her favorite age group. Then he told her how the Lord was telling him that that love for those children are gunna help her foster them for the Lord. She was quite taken back. He really hit the nail of the head with that one.

So then we continued up the mountain. Jerry tried climbing up this steep rock face and feel and twisted his ankle. Todd prayed for 3 times and his ankle felt a little better so he came up to where I was at, and we just kinda chilled there for a few minutes. Jerry was still in a little bit of pain so I asked him if I could try praying for him. So I prayed twice and it didn't seem to help. Then Casey came over to give it a shot, but he wanted to pour coffee on it first. We he did and we got a laugh out of it.

So I was slightly bummed because I wanted to see that lady get fully healed and I wanted to see Jerry get healed but Todd's prayers weren't working and my prayers did do anything. I want to mention this stuff because I think it's important for you to know that not everyone you pray for gets healed. Some days it seems like no one is getting healed, but there's still a seed that has been planted in that person. And just like anything that you want to be good at, you have to keep at it and keep practicing and the more you do it, then the more people you'll see get healed. (by the way, the next day God used Todd to heal a lot of people, more on that later). But see, I'm just starting out praying for healing for people. If I keep doing it, then eventually someone is going to get healed, and the more I keep doing it, there will come a time when almost everyone I pray for gets healed.

On our way down the mountain Todd was talking to anyone he who was walking past us. The wind came up and blew my hat off so I chased it down the mountain while Todd and Casey where still toward the top. While I was chasing my hat, Todd started talking to this father and his 2 younger songs...the youngest one was 7 years old. They started talking about Jesus and what ended up happening was that all 3 of them accepted Jesus in their hearts, got baptized by the Holy Spirit and where speaking in tongues. The youngest son was shaking under the power of the Holy Spirit. After there close encounter of the God kind they followed Todd down the mountain to and he introduced the family to me and told me what had just happened. It was rad.

After that we stopped at Wendy's to get some grubbage. Todd was praying for one of the employees. There were 2 high school kids sitting at the table next to where Todd was praying. One of the kids, a girl, started laughing and at Todd and poking fun at him with the other kid, a guy. When Todd finished praying for the employee he starting talking to them. He was just telling them how Jesus loved them and she continued laughing. Todd told her it wasn't polite to laugh and challenged her to let him pray for them to feel God's presence. They accepted and he prayed and sure enough God showed up and they both felt him. Todd looked up at her and tears where in her eyes and she ran outside not sure what to make of what just happened.

So that was all the highlights of that day...Turn the page.

Friday, March 28th, 2008

Friday night I went down to Mill Ave with a bunch of friends from Extreme Prophetic (XP), Patricia King (the head of XP and a prophet), and a dude by the name of Todd White.

Todd, is 38, was a drug addict for 22 years, and a hard core atheist. About 3 1/2 years ago he had a radical experience that changed his life. While making a drug deal he was shot at from about 10 feet away 3 times. But the bullets didn't make it to his chest. He heard the audible voice of God..."I stopped those bullets for you, now what are going to do for me?" God stopped the bullets. Since then he's been walking with Jesus. Did I mention he has a healing anointing...yeah...he prays for people and God heals them.

So anyway, we where down on Mill Ave...which is right by ASU where all the bars are. It's a huge party spot. Patricia brought a camera crew so we could catch all the rad stuff God was doing on camera. Todd prayed for a man with cataracts in his eyes, and they completely healed right there. He prayed for a guy who had one leg that was about 3 inches shorter then the other and it grew even with the other leg...yeah...all his friends were freakin out. Some of them gave their lives to the Lord right there. There was just so much rad stuff going on.

Then my friends Casey, Jerry and I met a man named Frankie who was in a wheelchair. He was a little drunk and self described "street corner bum". After some small talk we asked him if we could pray from him. He glady said "Oh yeah, that would be great." The he started quoting scripture, and just dropping some biblical knowledge on us. He was preaching, with an authority. So I told him that he had a preachers mantle and he said that he was just a "fuckin' street corner bum." So I told him that he was not a street corner bum but a street corner preacher. Then he told us about how he went to school and major in Greek and Hebrew so he could study the Bible with more depth. So we all were telling him that it was because he was a preacher. He said some other stuff and it became obvious that he loved the Lord but he was really down on himself because he knew the right path (he had a degree in theology) but choose the other path instead. We just told him that was ok and that God loves you anyway and we helped him rededicate himself to the Lord. I looked at him and he was gazing up at the heavens....with all his heart he wanted God. I could see it in his eyes. We also prayed for him to be healed. The reason he was in a wheelchair was because he had metal plates and screws in his legs. So we prayed that he would be healed there on the spot...but he wasn't. But there was an inner healing that took place and as we walked away he told us that he would never forget us.

My Testimony

It all started when I was just a wee lad. I was driving with dad to Idaho and we were crossing a bridge accross the Columbia River. I wasn't talking...I was just alone in my little kid thoughts, probably thinking about legos or transformers or teenage mutant ninja turtles...maybe soda pop and lollipops. Anyway, while I was sitting there off in lala land staring at the foothills, my father asked me if I knew how those mountains and rocks got there. I said "No". So he began to explain to me about how God created the heavens and the earth. That was the first time I'd heard about God.

Before my introduction to God, my parents got divorced and my mom moved my sister and I from Seattle to her hometown of Yakima. Before the divorce, as a last ditch effort to save the marriage, my father got involved with church. My mom wasn't ready for the church stuff, but my dad latched on. Eventually he moved to Yakima too to be close to my sister and I. By the time he moved to Yakima he had completely given his life over to the Lord. So when we saw him he would do what he could to instill in us everything he could about God, and having a relationship with God, and the bible. Then we'd go back to our mom, who was not serving Christ, and do whatever we wanted. Those we're some confusing times as a kid.

But I did get manage to get saved when I was 10, and then when I was abround 15 years old. while we were in church with my dad, the preacher called me up and told me the Lord told him that if I completely surrendered my life to him I would be preaching to the nations by the time I was 17. Well I wasn't ready for all that so my high school years where spent smoking pot, doing mushrooms, getting suspended, skipping school, and just being a rebellious teenager. I was running...running from my calling, running from my mantle, running from God.

When I was 21 I was accepted into The Conservatory of Recording Arts and Sciences in Phoenix Arizona. That happened to be where my dad was living. He moved down there when I was about 15 out of obedience to God. So I lived with him while I was going to school and once again he did was he could to instill God in me. Soon I was souled out. I wanted to serve the cross. I was reading the bible everyday and praying and asking my dad questions. When school was over I moved to San DIego to do my internship. I got involved with a church (a powerless church) as the lead sound engineer, I was growing as a christian, but my long time girlfriend moved down to San Diego. I told her I was serving Christ and I didn't want to have premartial sex anymore. Ha...you try telling your horny 20 year old girlfriend you don't want to have sex anymore. It makes them want it more. I resisted....at first, but her persistence quickly made me give in. So that was my first big stumbling block. After about a year of living in San Diego, heart break hit. She broke up with me so she could date this fancy hairdresser cokehead who could dance better then me. I was crushed. It was a horrible, very bad, no good break up. I'm not going to go into detail about it because her and I have since become fairly close friends, but I was badly hurt. I stopped caring about walking with Christ. I started drinking...a lot. I was consistly drinking Mickey's 40's almost every night after work...sometimes 2 40's. I started going out with people from work and get trashed. I stopped going to church because I'd wake up Sunday morning hungover. Eventually I'd started doing drugs again, but this time harder stuff then pot. I was using ecstacy every now and then. I started using cocaine on the weekends. So I was drinking almost everyday after work, then when the weekend was near my dealer would text me letting me know "the white girl was back in town". As soon as he'd text I'd start making calls to my friends to see who wanted to throw in on an 8 ball, or half a ball, then I'd go pick it up. That's how it went for almost the last six months of my time in San Diego.

Now while I was partying my nose and liver off, God was also speaking to me and nudging me to move back to Phoenix. I wasn't ready to give up my partying, so I resisted for a long time. Then long story short, I got laid off and my living situation fell through all about the same time. Not only that but my music engineering career that's I'd been trying to start never took off. Basically what it was is that God was forcing me out of San Diego. I said "Fine God, I'll do it...I'll move to Phoenix, but I'm gunna party even harder until the day I move!!" So I had 2 month before the move, and for the first month I did just that, but then last month things changed. I went to the Glory School conference with my dad.

The Glory School was a 3 day Christian conference that was being held at the Lake San Marco Resort near SD. I basically went for my dad's sake. I wasn't going into it with a serious attitude. But by the end of it all the desires to drink and do drugs were gone. They we're cut out of me. I wish I could say I never did coke after that but sure enough, the next weekend my friends were like let's get some coke. I really didn't want to but I didn't want to let them down...so I called my dealer up, picked up some coke...got it back to the pad...chopped the rock up...railed up some lines...and snorted a thick, long rail straight to the dome piece....and I hated it. It wasn't the same high I used to have. I went up to my room started reading the bible, and praying to God to take my high away. Long story short, for the next 2 weeks before I moved back to Phoenix, I did everything I could to avoid partying, which wasn't easy with the friends I had, but I did it. It was like walking through a minefield and Jesus helped me make all the right steps. Now I'm here in Phoenix (more specifically Maricopa), involved with Extreme Prophetic.

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Intro

Welcome to my blog. My name is Jesse Kade. The purpose of this blog is to journal my walk with Jesus. So far my walk has been filled with breakthroughs, frustrations, awe, loneliness, happiness, confusion, and anger. Yeah that's right...I said frustration, loneliness, confusion and anger. I've been walking seriously with the Lord since February '08. Since then I've seen miracles, seen inner healing, been told I'm nuts, by my own family, been physically attacked by demons, and grown a lot. Just because you become a Christian doesn't mean everything is fine and dandy. The enemy is constantly coming against you. And because I know I'm not the only Christian who goes through these trying times, and because I want other Christians who think they are the only ones going through the tough times to know they aren't the only ones, I'm sharing everything...the good, the bad...and the ugly. Also, if any unbelievers come across this, I want them to see what being a Christian really means and how cool it can be.

So the name "Take It By Force", comes from Matthew 11:12 - "From the days of John the Baptist until now the kingdom of heaven suffers violence, and violent men take it by force", which means the kingdom of heaven is forcing its way in, and men of force take it. What this means to me is that everything in the kingdom is mine...but I gotta take it. Health, wealth, blessing, favor, honor, the gifts like healing, prophesy, are all mine. But if you wanna be the boss you gotta pay a price. If you wanna walk in glory, you gotta press into to God and walk and talk with him. He wants a relationship...and the more time you kick it with him, the more he will reveal himself and take you into visions, dreams, and release his anointing onto you.

So what I'm gunna do here is "preach", share the miracles I saw, share my divine revaluations, and just share my experiences. And as time goes on the stories and experiences are gunna be more and more crazy. Yeah buddy...i'm excited....let's get this party started. I'll start with my testimony.