Dancing in My Father’s House

As a small girl she danced with joy

With her Father at the beginning of every celebration

He needed not coax nor convince her

She laid her head on His chest at the slightest invitation

As a young woman she grew, she began to rebel

And soon her new found independence caused her to stray

From the comforts and security of a loving home and Father
And she left it behind the day she ran away

As the dreams of success quickly faded to dark
And the cruelty of reality soon set in
Pride caused her not to return home to her Father
She then made the choice instead to dance for men

She danced with passion and great skill for others
For her Father had taught her well
But the shame of what she had become had effects upon her
That only her soul could tell

Then the letters began to slowly arrive
She knew what each one would say
Yet she could never bear to read even one
So unopened she filed them all away

Pride had caused her not to return home

Now Shame was holding her there

For if her Father knew what dance she was dancing

Those letters would quickly cease to appear

She longed to make the long journey home

Yet she knew not where to begin

Her desire had turned from dancing for the world

To have one precious moment in her Father’s arms again

Then one day the letter arrived
Delivered some how by her own Father’s hand
This time she would open it up
Yet she just did not understand

It said “I know where you are and I know what you have been doing
It doesn’t change how I feel about you
I’m still your Father, you are still my child
All I have written in my letters are still true”

As she frantically opened all of the letters
Each one addressed to her name
She began to cry a mountain of tears
For each letter had just one question that was always the same

She barely made it home in time
For the celebration was just about to begin
But there her Father stood waiting for her...
Waiting for her to answer Him

She turned to Him “yes” she answered

“If the invitation is still open to me”

And so the two danced, Him holding her tight

Sweet music surrounding them in serenity

On the floor lay the letter with her name

And the Father’s simple request

“Will you come home and dance with me

lay your head upon my chest?”

“ He came near to the house and he heard music and dancing” Luke 15:25

C.Hinds/ © February 2002

The Chinook

The Chinook wind is a warm, drying wind blowing down from off of the Rocky Mountains in western Canada and the inland northwest of the United States.

The Chinook wind often moves at a high speed. It is most noticeable in winter, when its warm temperature contrasts so dramatically with the ambient cold air.

The Chinook has the reputation its name "Snow Eater" implies. The deadly-to-snow combination of high temperature and air rushing by at high speeds can literally remove a foot (30 cm) of snow in a few hours. And it may not just melt the snow but evaporate it as well, often all in one single process called sublimation, without leaving a liquid pool behind.

Now many people enter your life at different seasons, different times, for different reasons and make an impact. Some a very subtle impact that you barely even notice and then others shake your core and inner being and you know you will never be the same again.

She breezed in on a cold day in December and everyone around her was changed forever.

They weren’t sure of her name at first but after a few hours of her energy and warmth they all came to call her “Chinook”. She liked this name and what it stood for as she desired to cause supernatural unconventional change whenever she came down from her times in the mountains.

The mountains represented her secret place with God. She was a lover of the Most High God and loved to climb with Him. To go higher and higher with Him and see things from His perspective and breathe the air so clean and fresh till she was one with it. It was here that she always gained her speed and motion while allowing Him to breathe His breath on her and then with lightning speed she would descend off the mountain side with quick precision and destination in mind.

He had sent her to this group of people which had gathered together on the Southside. They all were in need of a fresh breeze, a warm wind, a change. But how would they handle the 360 degree He was offering them?

This group was prepared for it, they had been praying and crying out for it and now it had come. And in what seemed like a brief moment they were looking in a whole new direction. He had made all things new again. Renewed, refreshed, restored, rebuilt- all things new. They even looked different on the outside, they were clothed with new coverings. They now wore coverings of white and gold and silver to represent the purity and redemptive nature of the God that had sent them the “Chinook”, the warm wind to come and shift them.

They enjoyed times of intimacy and solitude in a holy place set apart just for them. They were repeatedly visited by heavenly beings that rejoiced with them and moved amongst them to confirm that He truly was “God with them”. Then He placed a covenant rainbow as a sign in their midst as a symbol of His promises to them and their loved ones. Gifts came down from the Father of lights who gives all good things. New relationships created, old ones strengthened and community established. Wow what excitement and a holy ghost party to celebrate!

Their winter season was briefly interrupted and the chill of the fresh fallen snow was a yesterday memory, a beautiful good memory that they would embrace as they waited for spring and new life to arrive as they participated in the circle of life. Or maybe just maybe the “Chinook” would come and visit them once more. Charmaine Hinds /October 18, 2012

John 3:8
The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.”

Psalm 78:26
He caused an east wind to blow in the heavens; And by His power He brought in the south wind.

Luke 12:55
And when you see the south wind blow, you say, ‘There will be hot weather’; and there is

Status Quo

In the Matrix one thing dominates
It’s not the truth of what you know
And no matter what you believe or choose to want
You better line up and follow the "Status quo"

Asleep or awake, conscious or maybe in
Another realm of possibilities
The dreamer within is only allowed to manifest
Within the bonds of decrees of what everyone else sees

They tell you how to think and act
Every thought to be a part of a whole
When really making everyone to be the same
Is the true goal of the Status Quo

Dare to explore, create and venture outside the factual
You may be crucified, set on fire
If you would dare to ever mention
Anything at all about the supernatural

Just assimilate all of your ideas and don’t try to be different
Just live your life within the system
You can’t make a difference there is only you
What ever you do don’t join the resistance

And when your life is over and your eulogy is read
Your tombstone will repeat the same
He lived trapped within the Matrix of this world
Living the best he could in the status quo game

Charmaine Hinds

“His word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones.”

Jeremiah 19-21 and Isaiah 17

Reading through these three chapters there was a message that is not a very popular one, but still one we must learn to grasp and understand.

Beginning in chapter 19 we see that Jeremiah the prophet was given a word from the Lord to give to the leadership in a unique and visual way. This word of the Lord was not a soft, comforting word of encouragement, but the exact opposite as a word of rebuke and judgement. I am not sure about you but I have found that the body of Christ really enjoys the prophetic when it is soft, encouraging words of peace and love given in a manner that they have grown accustomed to. But they tend to struggle with another side of God that is Holy and that for the sake of the Kingdom and His laws that He has set into motion, where He must address the issues of the heart and the sin in our lives. Many times He will use unconventional methods to reach beyond our minds and to penetrate the spirit and heart.

As a prophet it is very difficult to bring a word of judgement, correction or rebuke, mainly because of the response that is usually given from this type of message from God. In Chapter 20 we see the leader Pashur lash out at the word given, by trying to punish the messenger. This lashing is taken very well by Jeremiah as he stays true to the word of the Lord that is “shut up in his heart and bones like a fire”

I love that even under persecution and ridicule and even having to face a request from King Zedekiah, that Jeremiah did not bow under the pressure but stayed true to Gods word for the Nation even though it wasn’t necessarily a soft word.

Prior to this Jeremiah has a moment of complaint and wrestling out his purpose and destiny. How can a person be so sure in sharing the words of God but then afterwards question his even being born and very purpose for existence. We are all human and these are the struggles that all believers face especially in the midst of trying situations.

We all may become unsure of who we are and why we are going through difficulties or seasons of persecution for our faith, but the one thing we must stay sure of is who He is and His word. We will declare like Jeremiah did in Chapter 20: 9.10 “But if I say, I will not mention his word or speak anymore in his name, his word is in my heart like a fire, a fire shut up in my bones. I am weary of holding it indeed, I cannot”.  It is here at this place of obedience that God meets with us all.

Charmaine