{s h a l o m} שָׁלוֹם

a lil' somethin to make you giggle...

2011-12-22T09:52:00.000-10:00

thank heavens for the stachematic, a beloved iphone app that has provided hours of endless entertainment.

enjoy the goodness it produces!

praise God for laughter! hallelujah! x

living room worship with 'united pursuit band'

2011-12-03T15:21:00.001-10:00

take a minute.

soak Him in.
take a moment from the cares of life.
breathe Him in deep.
remember this love.
this love so real, so strong.
allow the power of Daddy God's liquid love to overtake you once again.

be ridiculously and abundantly blessed.

all of heaven is for you. x

2011-12-03T13:27:00.000-10:00

The Prophets: Part 3
- an excerpt from www.JoshGarrels.com

What compels us onward in our most heartfelt pursuits?Is it the recognition & applaud of our family, friends, fans or critics?If our work is contingent upon the acceptance or rejection of our fickle fellow men,we are doomed to the slow degradation of compromise, and eventually impotence.You cannot truly love anyone who holds power over your life: your decisions, work, identity & destiny.You will hate them yet serve them out of fear, as the pagan bows down to an idol that makes his life miserable & un-free.If the idol is appeased it may grant its worshipper some small fleeting reward;if it is angered it is feared for its power to hurt & destroy. The house that is built upon the sand will be washed away when the storm comes crashing down, and its fall will be great.Our lives, our words & art—these are not meant to be swept away by the power of men or idols,but they’re meant to stand fast, like a strong refuge amidst the beating torrent,offering shelter & blessing to mankind. The wise man built his house upon the rock.We must perch ourselves upon the unmovable rock, like a lighthouse on the edge of a raging sea,issuing forth a flame of hope and warning.The solitude and resolve of this rock dwelling station may seem laughable & outdated in a world of ever-changing opinions & seasons.Yet, when the tempest of the dark night rains down with fury, & homes are washed away, & ships are lost at sea, many will see & thankfully understand why the house of flame rests upon the rock.So it must be with the prophet/artist, & the fire that has been placed in his bones.He must speak true things, continually, regardless of external pressures, criticism, or even opposition.He must live, create, & speak out of deep conviction & sincere love for mankind, calling hearts to hope and to warning,all the while knowing that his work may be misunderstood, rejected, & scoffed at by his fellow men. The acceptance or rejection of his work does not move him from his work, for his work is founded in love.A prophet toils in freedom & in love because no man has control or power over him. Alas, like a mystery revealed, many will see and joyously understand his words & deeds, perhaps long after he?s gone, & in this revelation many will find blessing and shelter from a shifting & unforgiving world. -josh garrels

xo

2011-11-25T10:08:00.001-10:00

I'm so happy to have her in my arms! I love you, Mom!

laundromat :: Detroit, MI

2011-11-16T07:23:00.001-10:00

I'm declaring this truth over myself today, hopefully it will encourage you too!

-- Truth is not dependent on feelings and emotion. Truth is defined by the mighty working power of the cross -- Jesus our perfect savior! Hooray!

'when the war is raging, when the seas of your heart are unsettled and full of choas, when your ship is wrecked, and your mind troubled; lift your eyes, use your voice. despite the crashing seas on all sides, lift your eyes. lift your eyes and you will see. even as salt water is filling your lungs, hold on to the Light that shines forth from the shore. lock your eyes on the Light, gird the strength from the depths, and resolve in yourself to never, ever give up. for the Light will save you no matter the darkest of nights. water cannot quench this love, nor can floods drown it. It is fierce as the grave. '

my beloved friend, I pray that you will find strength in your Beloved. even in the midst of torment and distraction that you will find peace and comfort in the strength and relentless love of Yeshua.

I love you, dear one! And I declare blessings over your life in Jesus' name!

xx bjc

a yielded lover

2011-11-09T07:38:00.001-10:00

"I much rather yield and look like a fool, than stand up straight in my own strength."

- Heidi Baker

** baby Zoe adoring Jesus -- teaching the world how to be a laid down lover. oh that we would glean and learn from the little ones, for theirs is the Kingdom of Heaven!

breath.

2011-11-08T13:07:00.001-10:00

what makes your heart leap, dance and sing??

closer still.

2011-11-08T13:02:00.001-10:00

Go, he said,
until rock gives way to sea, gives way to
salt and air and the currents-
until feet touch land that creaks, melts and sighs.
Rippling, crashing, splitting beneath you,
It's tired arms open to the cold
of night-
everything frozen, everything hushed.
And then, with eyes of rest,
look closely,
Closer.

Closer still.

And in that moment, you will find me-
Indeed you will see me.

- unknown

:: Rain

2011-11-04T10:21:00.002-10:00

Rain is such a precious gift.

Remembering and praying for all the people in Kenya, Somalia, Djibuti and Sudan who are suffering from famine, lack of nutrition, water, shelter.

I declare life and abundance over the horn of Africa.

"The Lord will command the blessing on you in your barns and in all that you undertake. And He will bless you in the land that the Lord your God is giving you. The Lord will establish you as a people holy to Himself, as He has sworn to you, if you keep the commandments of the Lord your God and walk in His ways. And all the peoples of earth shall see that you are called by the name of the Lord, and they shall be afraid of you. And the Lord will make you abound in prosperity, in the fruit of your womb and in the fruit of your ground, within the land that the Lord swore to your fathers to give you! Somalia, Kenya, Djibuti, Sudan, the Lord will open to you His good treasury, THE HEAVENS, to give the rain to your land in it's season and to bless all the work of your hands! Horn of Africa, you shall lend to many Nations, and not borrow. And the Lord will make you the head and not the tail, and you shall only go up an not down. -- deut. 28:8-13

I declare LIFE and abundance over the Horn of Africa! We love you, you are not failing nations! We love you! Not forsaken but known by God!

Oh that the Father of Lights would reign down His glory!

xx

2011-11-03T14:54:00.002-10:00

Road trip :: NC / PA the leaves are changing, the heart is glad.

Detroit tomorrow. Stories and photos to follow

raw.

2011-10-29T20:35:00.002-10:00

I am not defined by beauty, appearance, man made words, society, standards of success, people, places, things...

I am defined by One voice and one voice alone.

Oh what a love!

::: north carolina ; explorations and discovery. x

2011-10-29T15:11:00.002-10:00

seasons changing, leaves falling. there is beauty in the air. as we sit and dream, hear and sing ; secrets told from an unseen land are whispered into our ears. it takes humility to hear, and courage to believe. faith to be caught in the wind. today, this day, is a gift. and tomorrow, a gift aswell. breath breathes deep inside of me. the struggle, the pain, sacrifice and laughter, all found meaning in the midst of the seasons. so I rest by this crackling fire and listen for the secrets untold of that vast heart of God I explore like an open sea. day by day I get lost in the wind.

so i dance!

2011-09-06T23:00:00.001-10:00

" we came out

of the

tunnel of

despair to

find that we

could not only

live, but also

dance."

-helen felding

life. life at times seems a bit strange. i mean, daily, we walk forth in this beautiful creation, feeling the breath of our Creator breathing His life love and acceptance upon our skin. daily walking talking, often time frolicking in this temporary existence with a love relationship that lasts eternity. my heart, and mind try to wrap this concept... life is but a breath.

every part of me was made for Him.

lately, all i've wanted to do is dread my hair, go live in the woods, and just learn how to commune with my Papa.

sadly, but joyfully, i am not in the woods off being a wild banchy woman with dreadlocks, but i am in Connecticut in this beautiful house in the woods across the street from a park on the left, and a cafe on the right. ah, and the Lord so knows what my heart needs. and i look around this room that i am in... and i see beautiful ones, doing random things i.e, counting money, lounging by a fire, on computers, or laying on the floor... enjoying the same common glow of our beautiful fire place here on this cold night in this new and enjoyable yet undiscovered land.

currently writing from Boston, Mass.
The crisp fall air makes me want to dance and sing. The red leaves that cant help but dance in the wind are bringing much appreciated blow of inspiration... if the tree's are clapping their hands, than how much more shall i be praising Him!

an old excerpt from ages ago.... i have dreads, but no mountain, and still the same glorious wrestle. and thankfulness arises this beautiful day in South Africa and i ponder the glory of God and the beautiful journey i have the honor of calling my life. Just finished about a 6 month glory trip in Mozambique that has left my life branded forever. i love the Poor, and desire to go deeper in this lifestyle of being low and laid down in love. And what im learning as im journeying, is that i still have SO much to learn on this journey called love. and i say hooray, because i never want to stop learning, i always want to be beautifully yielded to sweet holy spirit, and always wanting my spirit to say "bend me O God". so, i sit in this place of rest, and continue to ponder these deep things, whilst throwing my head back in laughter. Hallelujah that we have such a King! He is so SO so beautiful, and worthy to be praised.

I have so much to be thankful for this day!

roll away the stone.

2011-09-06T21:25:00.002-10:00

an old post that was never posted, but now, is posted. hallelujah.

eight a.m... twas a beautiful morn.

ft.lauderdale, florida
december third, twenty ten.

His love beckons.
we come forth.

He speaks,
we hear those gentle words.

He loves,
we're received

this is bliss.
this is the reason
for existence.

those days, beautiful, but rare it seams (atleast for me in this season, to be so honest), come forth, and the bible litterlally gushes forth fresh beautiful revelation that just makes you drool and linger over those beautiful pages of scripture (know what i mean? it just comes alive!). i love it when it happens! and this morning, i got a fresh gushing forth of it...

check it....

" Oh come, let us worship

and bow down;

let us kneel before the Lord,

our Maker!

for he is our God,

and we are the people of His pasture,

and the sheep of His hand."

bah, this... no matter the day, situation, or emotion that is currently going on in my heart... i read this... and i cant help but dance.

:: this is my journal entry from today

eternity

2011-02-13T13:41:00.002-10:00

Kona, Hi

beautiful fills the air this day. crippled into the side

and i sing, beauty abides

and all the air that flows into these lungs

were made to be breathed out

with lips of praise

and a heart of ease

i breath Him in deeply

deeply i sing

and deeply i speak

knowing that He was the one standing there in my place

and my heart tries to make sense of this love

and my mind cannot comprehend

a love so real so strong

im crippled at your side

breathing in your breath of love

i look up

and there you are

looking at me

and i cant help but to pour my love at your feet

every time you come in

i fall to my knees

and this love that has resurrected my life

to life once again

my bones burn within me

for this living life

filled within

the breath of freedoms song

and i will shout

"How great the God of love!"

and i sit beside you.

you're never going to runaway.

and this beauty remains
and my breath sustained
by Him who loves
and blows His sustaining
gusts of love
upon our wings
that were made to fly.

and so i go,
to those heights i was made for
and He takes me there
into this eternal song
i sing
in freedom
and in love
because He is the One
who came
and the One to come again.

For He has risen,
and we rose from the dead with Him.

for this is life eternal
and eternal life
for all of eternity
we dream and dance and sing
in our Fathers song of love.

let us, rise from the dead
and fly...

for this is life, and life abundant. eternity.

MOZAMBIQUE F&F Outreach!!

2011-01-30T13:52:00.000-10:00

guess what!

             Im going to MOZAMBIQUE!!



Chris Gibbs and I will be leading a team of 8 students to the beautiful country of Mozambique, Africa!! We will be heading for Africa the end of March!

                                  More information to come!!

love love love
brit

photographyyy fun!

2010-12-02T09:13:00.004-10:00

with great joy & honor, i know some of the most amazing passionate people on earth. and was able to travel this green and blue earth with them! we frolicked foreign lands, rode in vans for long periods of time, told people the beautiful news, witnessed signs and wonders, and laughed, a lot!

here are some photos to give you an idea of the great
JOY i experianced on a day to day basis!

more to come...... photos and testimonies!

lovelovelove!

boston:: my dearest brother, alexander freeman graves

fields, they're just my thing i guess.

dandelion love!

we love each other!

every now and again you need some healthy competition! i lost.

beautiful people, whom i love greatly!

xx's and oo's

Fire and Fragrance Vision

2010-12-02T06:31:00.000-10:00

life, travel, joy and then some -- number two.

wonder what i am a part of???
...check out this video!

check out the website :: www.fireandfragrance.com

love and shalom,

bjc

life, travel, joy.. and then some -- an update: part one

2010-11-25T18:40:00.002-10:00

love and shalom from atlanta, ga! it seems as though i am suffering with a slight case of 'food coma' but lo there is deep thanksgiving and overwhelming joy in my heart. i am here with my beautiful beautiful family.. and i could not be more thrilled to be on the same piece of earth as them! our separation has been that of almost a year, and sadly that has been the case these past years now.. so i cherish the minutes, hours and days that i have with them. our time is full of much laughter, word packed conversations, and silly moments our family and those closest to us would understand. they are gems, every single one of them!

days have been exciting, to say the least. prior to this week with the jarrett side of the family (moms side), i was just with my papa in south carolina with my other side of amazing family. gems aswell! my pops and i met in detroit, mi and spent about a week road tripping and making our way down to south carolina-- you know those moments that you will remember for the rest of your life? yep. me too. and thats exactly the time we shared together :]] -- we layed in fields together, had countless of hours of conversation, and truly went to deep places in a fathers heart as a daughter and vice versa.

my heart is thrilled to share a story... i love it, because i see Abba in my father so very much. on our 33 hour extravaganza drive from detroit to south carolina we were driving through beautiful country land. and needless to say, my face was implanted on the car window drooling over countless locations that i could go and frolic in, flowers i could pick, and just breath that i could be breathing deeply in my lungs. i mentioned a few times to my father my passion for fields, but little did i know he caught the desire of my heart.

all of the sudden my papa told me to pull off the interstate (i LOVE driving!) and to park.. i did, he drove. driving through winding roads, through neighborhoods and blocs of houses, and etc... and then he turned right then right and then straight. we spotted this beautiful dirt road and decided to take it... it led us to the very field that i had mentioned to my father the joy of my heart concerning that piece of land! and he found it for me! we pulled along and it was exactly how i had desired it to be... the sun, setting deeply behind these beautiful cattails in the distance. tall grass, short grass, mountain scape in the back... deep blue sky ahead... made for one happy little girl. my father said "brit, take your time.. go, and do your thing" i said "thank you papa, i love you" and i strapped my guitar on my back and i took off .

deep deep into this wilderness of the Fathers heart, i began to sing songs and receive songs being sung.
i layed there, as low as possible, looking up into the Father's eyes, and i was overwhelmed by something so simply desired in my heart, was valuable to my father. it was like he understood my reasoning and supported it, and not only supported it, but sought out the best field in ohio there was ( i am convinced) and i layed there for a bit and then i would sing and play then i would lay again and repeat.... an hour passed. and i breathed in that fresh air so freely, so deeply.

and on my walk back to my dads truck, i saw his big smile looking at me. and it was like our hearts connected on such a beautiful way that i had never ever felt that before.
and as we were leaving, i just had this urge to lay in the grass one last time... and my father, a really big, tall man, 6'3 200 something pounds, came and layed with his daughter. and in that moment... he met me exactly where i was.

something changed in our relationship that day.

and that memory will be with me forever.

my heart is full of gratitude and gratefulness to the beauty of God shining through in my life. He is so beautiful and so so perfect.

its still hard to believe that phase 3 has been over for almost 3 weeks. I'd say we most certainly ended with a bang. but more than anything we did during 'ministry' times, or more than the crazy crazy stories of the kingdom coming down, i think the most significant and most impacting affect on my life that came from those beautiful ones and the 9 month internship, can be summed up in one word... c o m m u n i t y.

but for now.... all of this, to be continued! my family and i are about to delve into the madness that is, blackfriday. oh yes, we are "those" people! :]]

but more to come, very very soon!

love and joy and more love,

brit jarrett chaney

:the secret places of the stairs

2010-10-26T06:09:00.003-10:00

"O my Dove,
that are in the clefts of the rock,
in the secret places of the stairs,
Let me see Thy countenance ,
  Let me hear Thy voice;
  for sweet is thy voice,
and Thy countenance is comely."
   song of solomon 2:14

more and more each day i am becoming all the more
convinced that above all else, God, is looking for
friends. One's who will breathe His breath,
carry His heart in their chests, and to be
simply with Him where He is. Beloved friends, we
were created, knitted together in our mother's womb,
and breathed life into so that we may know Him and
be with Him in heavenly places.

Its all about intimacy. and to love is to be vulnerable.

going back to the garden...

"then the LORD God formed the man of dust
from the ground and breathed into his nostrils
the breath of life,
and the man became a living creature."
   genesis 2:7

the very breath of God flows in flows out,
for we are sustained by the very breath of God.
our purpose, our existence beautifully flows from
His breath unto ours. we were made,
fearfully and wonderfully,
in the image of God, for God.
and in the midst of His already perfect
reasoning for creating us-- for His glory and for love --
Is looking, searching throughout
the earth-- for ones He may call friends.

there truly is no striving in the presence of God.
because why must one strive if he or she
already knows that they are already accepted?
for we are sons and daughters, oaks of righteousness,
the handy work of {the} Creator God Himself.
and oh how He glories when the ones, whom He delights,
come to Him-- the throne of Glory--
with their raw, beautiful, undivided hearts
and wastes their lives on the beauty of this Love so real.
what a joy i'd say, and a worthy clause of commitment
for our whole lives journey and devotion.

you see, its by His love that we are loved--
accepted, rejoiced over, delighted in.

He delights in the fullness of Himself,
the perfect un-created being that He is
and He perfectly fellowships with His beautiful
perfect Son, Yeshua. And beautifully unbroken
covenant with the most Holy Ghost.
oh this trinity of complete and perfect love.
why need of us, humanity, if just to please
work and strive for a meaningless existence?

it must be and only for .... love.

our hands, weak. our efforts, small.
our commitments, dull. our understanding, minute.

but when that revelation comes of His perfect eyes
peering upon our weak frame and nothingness
oh the glory that is released
when we, once enemies of God, get brought into the
glorious power of His light and redemption,
coming forth like bursting flames of love,
once bound to the kingdom of darkness
into the glorious Kingdom of Light!

all simply for a love relationship we were created for!

and His Son, oh His Son!
this beautiful Bridegroom King
who has His violent passionate jealous love
peering upon the ones whom He loves
and He is beckoning ones to come and lean
upon His chest.
this Perfect King.
fully God, fully man
sinless, perfect, faithless and true;
willingly left perfect un-broken communion, un-defiled love,
to come to earth,
as fully God fully man
to be born
through a woman,
grow up as a boy unto a man,
humbly waited 30 years in perfect obedience to Abba,
to be the sin-bearing servant that He is.
wrongfully accused, beaten, mocked...
all for love He bared the cross.

ahh, and this makes my heart groan within me
like a woman in labor!
for love He came down
and for love He will come down again.
but this time,
oh this time will be different.
for He is coming for His bride.

my heart, joyfully, is getting gripped with this reality.
its not enough to just talk about Him,
its not enough to just marvel in this temporary stay.
but eternity is real, and its the greatest reality
we will ever know.

what transforms our lives from religiosity to relationship?
the love of God.

in this place of raw unshielded passion
we begin to move and flow
with the winds of the spirit.
hearing the whisper becomes more clear
and the subtle voice behind us
saying "turn right, turn left"
becomes all the more magnified
when we begin to quiet our soul
and begin listening to the Spirit.

this is the place where the signs and wonders truly thrive.
because the simple truth is this: its all about His glory.
its about the name of Jesus being lifted higher.
higher than any other name.
and it is truly about the Lamb receiving the full reward
of His suffering.
and when our hearts cry out,

" oh Jesus,
   you must increase!
we must decrease!
  come in power!"

he has found a friend.
one who does not love His own life, even unto death.
for "when Christ calls a man,
He bids him come and die " (bonhoeffer)

we must allow the burning groans arise in our hearts,
" i have to know Him!
  i have to be known by Him!"

its not enough anymore, to be passive in our pursuit.
for the very meaning of the word is this- to actively pursue.
there is no passivity in the character of God,
there is nothing dull, boring, or mundane about Him.
and this violent Love is pursuing us,
beckoning us, longing for us to come in to His courts,
to feast at the table of love, to be ones who
dance and sing in their Fathers love.

we must grab hold of our identity!

oh the beauty of Jesus, oh the love of our Father,
oh the extreme love of the Holy Spirit!

may you this day, and i myself, enter in to the most beautiful
embrace of a Love so real, of a Father so perfect, of a presence
so all consuming.

love love to you wild ones
with an unquenchable love burning
so real
that no water, no lesser lover, or no counterfeit
could ever put out!

four one five.

2010-09-09T18:48:00.002-10:00

san francisco, ca

things for the first time in a while are beginning to make sense. a lot of things, long time coming, finally have come to a close, things once brought my heart joy have now been forever severed.. things that once were a mystery and unbeknownst to me are beginning to look all the more clear. like a path being laid with every bare step i take its unfolding a beautiful mystery that in my heart and mind thought would forever be a mystery. but alas, the Lord, in strange ways, often, is revealing Himself, faithfully, in radical ways. and for this, i love Him. He allows me to search Him out, and gives me the grace to do so. He never leaves me forgotten down some random road that i, in my mind, think i've wondered off to on my lonesome. you see, Abba is just too big for that, too smart, too committed to me... i feel His breath constantly on the back on my neck telling me in which the way i am to go. He, this beautiful wonderful loverly, Maker of mine.. has marked sealed consumed raptured and has forever captured my life. And in these crossroads, when i look at roads that once had joy and ended in disappointment or sadness, roads of bliss and joy, roads of trial and wilderness..... at this present moment, i find myself in a crossroad... and instead of looking out and allowing anxiety to arise... i look up... and as the sun shine downs on me my heart begins to dance, shout, sing, and rejoice... ahh, because the nearness of God, the very friendship of God is why i am alive. if i were in some slum and the Son be shining down on me... therefore still my heart will be singing sweet melodies... not because of my stamina, love, or passion.. lo.. but simply, and only because of His great love and commitment towards my weak and often time, a many a time, frail heart. and this leaves me absolutely flabbergasted at His unfailing faithful love.

and here i am.. sitting in this beautiful city. this city, moreso than any place or any country in the world, i feel a passion and desire to dwell within the most. its beautiful... and broken, extremely broken. But speaking from personal testimony, i know full well that the Lord brings beauty out of ashes. and so is the same concerning these city streets and the people that dwell within these bounds. and my heart rejoices with the Fathers, because His love.. oh once you taste and see... are absolutely ruined for the "ordinary" of this life.

i am learning about the journey.. one day at a time.. no, one second at a time.. to constantly lean.. constantly depend.. constantly look to the hand whom holds all good things... to my sustainer, my love, my life.... its hard at times to trust and to not grow weary or to grow acquainted with doubt... or unbelief.. but to lean in, to proclaim, to wait, to "breathe in Abba, and exhale "i belong to you""...

and as i am here in san francisco.. my heart rejoices the privileged of stepping foot on this piece of earth, but wondering when it will be a permanent location.. atleast for a season...

and as i mentioned before.. so many questions going to and fro through my heart to my mind, and back again, and eventually making it to my journal or through a song..... but irregardless.. this i know... He will lead me to His streams of living water.

i love Him. i believe Him.... He will bring promises spoken into fulfillment... so in the meantime.. i rest, wait, love and abide. Because He is is a good good Father.

i will leave you with this... this is a living room worship set from united pursuit band... just take a minute, breathe Him in deep... and allow Him to lead you in to streams of living water.

more to come very soon....

bless you beloved one.

shalom

b

a day in the life of brit j chaney, thru photos.. (well, a glimpse atleast)

2010-08-29T17:29:00.001-10:00

i miss and love you all!

2010-07-17T14:46:00.000-10:00

The Prophets: Part 3

What compels us onward in our most heartfelt pursuits?

Is it the recognition & applaud of our family, friends, fans or critics?

If our work is contingent upon the acceptance or rejection of our fickle fellow men,

we are doomed to the slow degradation of compromise, and eventually impotence.

You cannot truly love anyone who holds power over your life: your decisions, work, identity & destiny.

You will hate them yet serve them out of fear, as the pagan bows down to an idol that makes his life miserable & un-free.

If the idol is appeased it may grant its worshipper some small fleeting reward;

if it is angered it is feared for its power to hurt & destroy.

The house that is built upon the sand will be washed away when the storm comes crashing down, and its fall will be great.

Our lives, our words & art--

these are not meant to be swept away by the power of men or idols,

but they're meant to stand fast, like a strong refuge amidst the beating torrent,

offering shelter & blessing to mankind.

The wise man built his house upon the rock.

We must perch ourselves upon the unmovable rock, like a lighthouse on the edge of a raging sea,

issuing forth a flame of hope and warning.

The solitude and resolve of this rock dwelling station may seem laughable & outdated in a world of ever-changing opinions & seasons.

Yet, when the tempest of the dark night rains down with fury, & homes are washed away, & ships are lost at sea, many will see & thankfully understand why the house of flame rests upon the rock.

So it must be with the prophet/artist, & the fire that has been placed in his bones.

He must speak true things, continually, regardless of external pressures, criticism, or even opposition.

He must live, create, & speak out of deep conviction & sincere love for mankind, calling hearts to hope and to warning,

all the while knowing that his work may be misunderstood, rejected, & scoffed at by his fellow men.

The acceptance or rejection of his work does not move him from his work, for his work is founded in love.

A prophet toils in freedom & in love because no man has control or power over him.

Alas, like a mystery revealed, many will see and joyously understand his words & deeds, perhaps long after he?s gone, & in this revelation many will find blessing and shelter from a shifting & unforgiving world.

-josh garrels

o my happy heart.

2010-07-14T22:14:00.000-10:00

what makes your heart come alive?

truly, honestly.... what makes you feel most alive?

for me, the answer to this question, often answered, but once again confirmed rang true monday night after a beautiful few hours in the Presence with some of my most beloved friends; for me, what made my heart breathe............ the rain started falling, it was a cool night in hawaii, and ironically enough, i had my swimming dress on. I did what any normal, sane person would do and i kicked off my shoes and headed for the grass like a wild bantchy woman and danced the night away! the rain, falling like tears of joy from the Fathers eyes... dripping on every part of me. Frolicking in freedom, my insides began to breathe so so very deeply. Like that burning on the inside that will never leave. And i jumped and danced and frolicked no care or fear. and joy, i was convinced that joy was about to overflow and burst from my seems!

and its in these moments of simplicity... that i see the Lords nearness like breath on a cold day.

my heart, oh im convinced, is alive and well to beat the beat of heaven, this breath in my lungs, is breathed in so that i may waste it on Him who wrought my being.

i am in love.

and i am loved.

and i am free. so very free. because i no longer search for a reason to live, for i know why i am alive. and that gives me a glorious reason to dance!

abba

2010-07-06T13:41:00.000-10:00

o how sweet the breath, the very breath of God.
it comes like a mighty wind blowing and breathing covering and consuming every
particle
every thing in its path

and so i find my heart,
being covered and consumed
and its these times,
the ones that are so unique
because like breath on a cold day
so His nearness is reveiled.

my heart, so tender, exposed,
mere words fail in and all attempts to explain its depths.

and its days like these, all i can say is...

"abba, i belong to you"

and like the child i am,
i curl up in His lap and rest.
having Him cover me with His wings and all i can simply do, is simple, abide.

and my heart begins to find comfort and rest and shalom
cause' i see the shade of his hand and i feel His breath on my skin. and its moments like these, that i cling. as i rest in my fathers hand. my heart begins to breathe the very breath of Him in whom i was created for

and my heart rejoices.

josh garrels - o come o come emmanuel

2010-06-12T14:19:00.001-10:00

2010-06-12T14:10:00.001-10:00

THURSDAY, JANUARY 15, 2009

a joy to love.

I am blown away by the Lords intensity and gracious heart to love me despite me being me. And by me being me, I mean, me being selfish, full of sin and of the flesh. I love that His love conquers every part of me that isn't of Him. He is faithful to win me back to Himself. This complex thought is one in which I could spend eternity pondering; the fact that I am His and He is mine. Oh the depths of His heart and His complete desire for me, us, to "Come in!". I want to enter His heart. I want to dwell there. Find home there. I want Him, more than any other lover. I have been led by the faithful hand of my Lover to a place of distaste of every other competing lover. I just want JESUS. And the sacrifices that it has taken me to get to this place is nothing compared to that in which I have gained. Ah, I am overcome by this man Jesus. He is completely ravishing my heart, turning over tables in my life, and ridding me from chains I thought were necessity to carry. He is beautiful this man Jesus. And He requires all of me, us. He is after hearts, and He will not relent until He gets what He wants. I feel this explosion deep within me; it has started with my heart and has made its violent way like fire up my bones. I cannot fully convey the depths of explosion that Has been lit and ignited, but I can tell you that I am hungry, starving, and desperate for more.

Thou hidden love of God, whose height,

Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows,

I see from far Thy beauteous light,

Inly I sigh for Thy repose;

My heart is pained, nor can it be

At rest till it finds rest in Thee.

-Gerhard Tersteegan

In complete honesty, he is wrecking my world upside down; from the inside out. My bones and flesh, soul and spirit. A spurring has hit me so hard to go further, to go deep, deeper, more deep into the heart of my beautiful Lover; Self-existent, Self-sufficient, Eternal, Omnipotent, Just, Loving, Holy, Kind, Sovereign... God. And a result, a lot of burnt bridges, laying down of fleshly things, the giving of possessions, friendships lost, worldly pleasures destroyed, and a lot of denying of self.

This life is vanity, if not unto the Lord. Hear my heart, what is the point of living on this earth if it isn't for the Lord. Nothing else truly satisfies, no job, or relationship, or worldly possession, or money or anything of the likes will ever fulfill our longings. The only true satisfaction comes from the One whom we were created for. And for a long, long, long time I was caught up in what I could get out of this life, what satisfies me, what fulfills the void and temporarily suffices my hearts longings. Ah, and in Gods kindness, He came to earth, died upon a tree, and beckoned me into His perfect, perfect love. I am forgiven of my sin, I have been set free, I have breath in my lungs, clothes on my back, friends whom I love, and a Papa who has called me by name. And how can I not give Him all of me? For He has given himself completely to me. Time and time and time again His heart remains open to me, and time and time and time again I fall, and get back up, and offer authentic heart cries, and fall again, and plea for mercy, and get up, and commit idolatry with other lovers, and repent, and cry, and return, and fall, and get back up. Yet, He does not respond like the tides of the sea, nor does not operate out of mans fickle narrow-mindedness and offense. I do. I am guilty of that, of closing my heart, of getting offended. Ah, but by HIS love, I am being perfected, I am being humbled. He never changes, and He will never relent. And in this, I am finding it a complete JOY to give Him all of me. Its by His love that I am even able to say , "Take it all, take it all, just give me JESUS".

Ah friends, I hope we can all join in to this beautiful revelation that Jesus is worth it. Worth it all. We lose nothing by giving Him all, but gain more than one can comprehend. Ah, eternal life, eternal hope, eternal communion with our Savior and Lover. How precious this gift, this gift that cost Him everything; His life, that was freely given to us. And It will cost us everything, our whole lives, but It is worth it Beloved. Oh let us pick up our cross and follow Him today. For unto Him be all the glory!

simple, yet divine, revelation on the Christ.

2009-06-18T15:07:00.000-10:00

{how great it is to be loved by Him}

Today, i found rest

--the shalom rest.

under a beautiful oak tree

on top of squishy green grass

in between two parking lots

with lots of people around.

but praise the Lord

that i do not have to go to a tabernacle to encounter God

cause' the same power

that rose Christ

from the dead

lives within me.

and no matter where I am

Father

Son

and

Holy Ghost

are with me.

He is here.

And when my eyes

meet His eyes

heaven happens right here on this earth.

and we have full access

to His presence

any time

any place.

Oh how Jesus made a way

and the veil has been torn.

Beautiful, is the One

whom is worthy.

-- may you enter into His rest today.

shalom,

bjc

{you know i love you} -- artwork by david.

2009-06-06T15:42:00.000-10:00

lemme brag on Papa for a bit....

2009-05-06T14:07:00.000-10:00

i am completely humbled, and so completely stunned by the faithfulness of God. His kindness, His goodness, His compassion... its never ending, and He loves to love, loves to lavish blessing, loves being kind.

And before all of you, I stand here to bare witness to the faithfulness of Papa.

Earlier this year I was challenged to give. Not with the agenda of receiving, but with the agenda of being obedient to Papa and loving Him, regardless of having a computer, or a camera or money in the bank. And through this season of intense giving, i feel that the walls of my heart were and are being expanded and stretched, and that kingdom perspective was released like a flood gate in my life and the rushing waters of the Kingdom of Heaven are flooding in. I was blessed (another ridiculous Papa provision story, would love to tell you) to have gone to the OneThing conference in Missouri at the International House of Prayer (IHOP) in late december early january. And whilst being there, in a God way, Papa just got in my face and started challenging everything in my life, and speaking so clearly to me that if I say "yes" to Him, yes to the fullness of God in my life, its going to cost me everything. Im not talking about salvation-- which that indeed costs you everything, but that in which you gain makes it not even a question of it being worth it.. it nips all selfishness and self-righteousness right in the bud when you get down to the absolute need and desire for Jesus... but, thats for another blog- What im talking about here, is giving my everything to God, all hindrances, all distractions, all of my trust and longing. And you might be asking, "why does she have to give her stuff away, isn't the Lord just after our hearts?", and yes, completely, He is, and I think thats why a part of this giving thing has arisen in my life. I needed this. I needed Him to challenge me to give, because I was comfortable, I had a lap top and money in the bank, and a beautiful camera that I loved taking pictures with, and Papa totally blessed me with all of those things, but I think the biggest question here was "what is the state of my heart?" and the Lord hit it spot on. At any point, we need to be ready to give things away upon request. Because, ultimately, its the Lords anyways. He was cutting away and chopping off any hindrances that would keep my heart from being completely His. And challenging me and getting me to a place where He truly is enough in my life, and that He satisfies all things in me.

I have been so so blessed, and so overwhelmed by the utmost provision of the Lord. To the smallest things such as a cup of coffee, to Him providing rent and groceries for me every month, to the unexpected friend whom I havnt seen in a year, fly in for a visit on a round trip ticket for 40bucks because of forgotten air miles that the Lord reminded her to check. To a beautiful crew of people that I have the privilege of running with and start a house of prayer with. He is good, and He is most certainly God.

I am writing this, because I want Papa glorified in my life. I want to lavish praise upon Him. I want to bless Him. And, I want to stir faith in the hearts of those who are watching me live life and whom are reading this.

WE HAVE A PAPA WHO PROVIDES.

and on countless, countless occasions, I can completely testify to this.

in January, i gave my 12 inch macbook pro away to a beautiful friend in texas, 4 months later I was given a 13inch macbook. Also, the same month, I gave away my Canon Rebel XTi SLR, and just last night, i was given another camera. GLORY TO GOD!

Hear my heart, I am not writing this to boast or to tell you how im some good christian, that isnt my heart in writing this, and to be quite frank, this blog has nothing at all to do with me. God is good. And He will praised in my life. Time and time and time again I see His heavy hand of love upon my life, and it has and does and will, cost me everything, but ah, it is so worth it, not always easy, but always always worth it.

I pray that this has stirred faith in your heart, and an expectation that Papa provides, and that He will provide for your every need.

AH, to God be the glory! For He is so faithful to His own.

shalom,

brit j chaney

o dove, fly

2009-05-04T20:11:00.000-10:00

oh sweet songbird

sitting on the rock that is higher than you

sitting in the redemptive grace of love

oh how His lovingkindness is your shield and buckler

oh steadfast one,

how your heart is steadfast.

that you say within your heart,

"i will sing

and give praise!"

sweet songbird

awaiting for the morn to arise

oh how you say aloud,

"awake, my glory!

awake, lute and harp!

i will awaken the dawn."

you have made Him your pilgrimage.

there is no turning back now.

o dove, for these wings of yours,

how they were made to fly.

early do you seek Him,

the one that you love.

oh dear one, for it is time;

time to trust, and to jump;

open your wings

and trust that these gusts

of love

will sustain your soaring heart.

for His love will carry you

sweet songbird,

for you were made to fly.

JHOP-San Diego

2009-03-11T23:19:00.000-10:00

peace runs deep, deep in Him.

2009-03-10T16:38:00.000-10:00

i can breathe. oh so deeply. today feels different, today feels unlike any other day. ah, yes, today, i feel like i can breathe and bathe in the depths of grace and peace so deeply. oh the joy and restoration that comes from my Papas shalom.

bless you all this day.

God is on the throne. what a glorious day.

s h a l o m.

the {song of songs} five:two-eight

2009-03-09T16:19:00.000-10:00

I sleep, but my heart is
awake;
It is the voice of my beloved!
He knocks, saying,
"Open for me, my sister, my
love,
My dove, my perfect one;
For my head is covered with dew,
My locks with the drops of the
night."

I have taken off my robe;
How can I put it on again?
I have washed my feet;
How can I defile them?
My beloved put his hand
By the latch of the door,
And my heart yearned for
him.
I arose to open for my beloved,
And my hands dripped with
myrrh,
My fingers with liquid myrrh,
On the handles of the lock.

I opened for my beloved,
But my beloved had turned
away and was gone.
My heart leaped up when he
spoke.
I sought him, but I could not
find him;
I called him, but he gave me no
answer.

The watchmen who went about
the city found me.
They struck me, they wounded
me;
The keepers of the wall
Took my veil away from me.

I charge you, O daughters of
Jerusalem,
If you find my beloved,
That you tell him I am lovesick!

undone.

2009-03-08T17:07:00.000-10:00

I need Jesus.
I want Jesus.
I have to have Him.

its not an option anymore, I've tasted and I have seen; He is good. So good.
I have to have more. Its this desire, this craving for Him; and He always satisfies but leaves me hungry for more. a paradox? yep.

I'm a mess right now. my heart is in shambles and full of pain. my mind is more confusing than sound. and did I mention that I'm completely broken? ah. I'm in this complete valley. and often times it takes all of my strength to stand and say that I love Him even when I don't feel like it. But praise God His grace is sufficient and that it doesn't depend on my own strength. Nor does His worthiness of praise depend on my feelings.

I'm learning to not be offended by Him.

I'm learning the necessity of not being tossed by the winds of circumstances. but being rooted and grounded in His truth.

I'm learning that God isn't offended by my tears and pain and anger and frustration and sadness and lamenting and brokenness and absolute brokenness. He doesn't stop being faithful even when I am faithless. He doesn't look at me like I'm some crazy, over emotional, nagging woman. Oh, but that a broken and contrite heart He does not deny or despise. He looks at me, my mess and all, and is peering at me with His eyes of fire.
I'm learning that I need Him more than anything else. and besides Him, I desire nothing on earth.

I've been pondering......

I have been, we have been, created to be friends of God.

wow. and not only that, but the same power that rose Christ from the dead, lives in me, lives in us.

How is this affecting the way that I live?

I am broken, but my goodness, He receives me and revives me and loves on me.

ever just needed to be loved on? and ministered to?

yeah. me too.

He is closer than our skin.

praise God.

shalom.

keep hopin' St. Francis

2009-02-27T16:06:00.001-10:00

luke1:45 Blessed is she who believed, for there will be a fulfillment of those things which were told her from the Lord.”

purity siege

2009-02-04T19:57:00.000-10:00

the time is now.

2009-01-31T21:53:00.000-10:00

It seems that this day and age we have to stand and fight for truth more than ever. I am completely gripped over and over again by what this world constitutes as truth. Absolute truth. I feel like so often we water down righteousness, the gospel, moral standards and justice. And even in my own life, I do not stand to the full capacity to such knowledge of the Holiness and vastness to the God in which I plead my allegiance. It seems that this world is living in an extreme state of tolerance, partial thinking and double-mindedness. This tolerant mindset has quickly become the standard to American thinking. I do not know how to convey my heart over this cyber-world; but let me tell you this, my heart is completely breaking and aching for such knowledge of Truth, absolute truth, to fall and overwhelm this sleeping earth.

I dream about abortion, think about abortion. Over and over again my days are full of tears, lifting my voice for MERCY, contending in prayer, pleading the blood of Jesus over my sins and the sins of my nation, beckoning the heavens for strategy, asking for grace to fast and pray, praying for conviction of sin in my life, and continuously asking the question over and over again, "How can I partner with your heart O God, in the ending of abortion?" Listen, I'm not telling you this to boast, or to tell you about how I'm some radical Christian- not in the least. I am broken, weak, and selfish. But I have been radically wrecked and transformed by the power and freedom of the revelation of this all consuming God who has given me life eternal, and who has assured me that He will be perfected in my weakness. His righteousness is burning my lips, my mind, my time, my thoughts, and my entire being. So, brothers and sisters, I stand before you as a daughter who is receiving the grace from her Father to stand in the place of prayer and to fight the good fight of faith.

As a Church, WE HAVE TO STAND.

Today, a gathering of burning ones united together as a solemn assembly to build a siege outside of a porn shop contending and standing in the gap, crying out for mercy and purity. About 30 of us or so were blindfolded with linen over our eyes as a symbolic demonstration of purity. We fasted our sight for an hour, standing on the side of a highway outside of this porn shop. Standing there blind; hearing the screams of people as they drove by, the continuous honking, and noises of ridicule. Not standing there in judgement, but standing there on their(the porn shop) behalf asking for mercy.

As Christians, as followers of Truth; we are called to stand. We are called to proclaim the gospel of truth, of life, of salvation. Our God is a God who sits on the throne of justice. His heart aches when His own cry out for justice and truth. He is moved and gripped. As Shepherds; we are called to speak and to warn the people of this earth of the day of coming terror, for if we do not speak, the blood is on our hands. And in that great and terrible day, when I stand before the Lord, I am held accountable to the truth in which I was called to stand.

We must understand this Church; the Lord needs us to rise up as burning ones!

We cannot be tolerant towards tolerance. We cannot compromise truth. We cannot sit down in complacency. WE MUST NOT BE SILENT. We must rise up. We must fight for righteousness and purity. We must walk in the opposite spirit. We must be pro-life. Oh that we would be people who burn, and who hunger and thirst for righteousness.

Revival must first start within our own hearts. And purity must start in our own lives. I long for the eye of the Lord to be so heavy upon me that it burns away all of the chaff and sin that hinders me from fully pursuing the Lord.

To be completely honest and exposed, I have a fear of offending people. I shy down from truth so often out of worry of offending people, out of fear of being misunderstood, or being "too out there" or "too extreme", or by being too rigid and black and white. But the truth is, truth is offensive. Ah, my heart-cry as of late is that I would grow a backbone. I want to shout aloud truth, and to dance freely upon injustice, but by being in fear it limits the Lords movement in my life. I want steel in my spirit. I want a spirit of humble boldness. And I am asking whoever reads this, PLEASE KEEP ME ACCOUNTABLE. I need accountability, because I want to be liked, and understood, and to be friends with everyone. But, I much rather have the approval of the Lord than the approval of man. So, I humbly ask that each one of you seek the Lord on behalf of your own heart; Ask Him where you really stand, and to reveal to you the depths of your heart. And I will do the same. And as the body, lets stand in UNITY with hearts after the Lord seeking truth and justice on this earth.

"the cry for mercy must sound louder now than the cry for change." lou engle

We must cry out for mercy. The Lord is coming, and this earth is sleeping. We must prepare a way for Jesus' return. We must be as ones burning in the wilderness preparing a way for the return of our Bridegroom. He needs messengers, He needs voices, He needs intercessors, He needs His Bride to rise up and make ready a people for the coming King.

Pray for:

-President Obama:

Pray for his protection. Pray that God would give him wisdom. If God could change Nebuchadnezzar by haunting him with dreams, He can change Obama. Our mandate is not to curse but to pray for those in authority (see 1Tim. 2).

-The Church to arise:

we must raise our voices and speak out for righteousness. We must preach it, pray it, prophesy it, praise it and print it until the forces of hell cannot hold back the Word of life.

isaiah 60:1 Arise, shine, for your light has come,
and the glory of the Lord has risen upon you.
2 For behold, darkness shall cover the earth,
and thick darkness the peoples;
but the Lord will arise upon you,
and his glory will be seen upon you.
3 And nations shall come to your light,
and kings to the brightness of your rising.

- The ending of abortion:

God will not turn a deaf ear to 50 million cries from aborted children and the cries from millions of women who have suffered the effects of abortion.

pray,

Jesus, I plead your blood over my sins,

and the sins of my nation,

God, end abortion,

an send revival to america.

"There is a principle above everything that is political, and when I reflect on the command that says, 'thou shall do no murder' believing the authority to be divine, how can I dare to set out any reasoning of my own against it? And when we think of eternity and of the future consequences of all human conduct, what is there in this life that could make any man contradict the dictates of his conscience, the principles of justice, the laws of religion, and of God?"

-wilberforce

My prayer for us is that we would be so compelled by love for this Man Jesus that it consumes our hearts with jealous jealousy for the Lords heart to be brought forth upon this earth. He is Mercy. He is Justice. And He is coming soon.

bless you, and keep you in Jesus' name.

bjc

nothing but the blood.

2009-01-14T17:02:00.000-10:00

Jesus, I plead your BLOOD

over my sins

and the sins of my nation

God, end abortion

and send revival to America.

want to join the prayer movement? go to www.bound4life.com

oregon writings.

2008-11-04T08:40:00.000-10:00

Medford, Oregon , pony espresso

Many things are happening and changing and taking place in my life. Its been a while since I have updated those in my life, ones whom are closest to me and those whom just observe my life from a distance.

Perhaps I will give you a preface to this interesting yet simple life of mine. As of late, i'm continuously learning the profound beauty of Gods utmost intervention, and how it comes at the most perfect times in my life. Never in my wildest dreams would I imagine myself, 4 months ago, sitting in this barn like building known as pony espresso (brilliant white.choc.mochas by the way) in Medford, Oregon.

Everything in me imagined Billy Scanlan and I both frolicking this big beautiful earth, hand in hand, in search of the forgotten voiceless ones in need of vocal chords. Or at least at present, be sitting in Cape Town, South Africa undergoing a photography school with our fellow PhotogenX'ers.

In the midst of my somewhat confused state of "how did I get here?", its inevitable that Gods grace is consuming me like a warm blanket. I feel it, in the deepest parts of me I feel it. His hand of mercy heavy upon my life. And His lamp that is guiding my feet as if it were day. Amidst the uncertainties there is this utmost peace dwelling in the very being of my existence. Oh the profound truth that I am never in this world alone, and that I have a Papa who loves me with an everlasting, unconditional, unfailing, perfect love.

Its hard to expose all of my depths over this cyber-world called "blog", but I will disclose as much as I can.

Over the past three months, the east coast has been my dwelling. A time full of learning to rest again, learning to breathe again. I was caught up in exhaustion of life's busy routines, as much as I love the fast paced life of DTS staffing, I found myself in much need of intervention of time to just sit before my Maker and King. Ah, and He heard my heart cry, and inclined His beautiful, faithful ear to me.

This season has been a challenging one. Struggling with condemnation, and uselessness, wondering why I wasn't out and about changing the world for Christ, or doing something that stirred the hearts of peoples. But in the midst, I felt the breath of His nearness upon my neck, and had revelation once again of His heart for the individual, me. Oh how He woos us in the secret chambers of His heart, and makes us lie down in green pastures. Praise God that He doesn't move in my knowledge or the wisdom I think I have. Like the perfect Father that He is, He knows His abundance for me, His best for me, the healthy ways of living.

I just spent about a week in California visiting the incredible Billy Scanlan. It was a much appreciated and refreshing time of exchanging dialogue, and dreaming of the higher things of God, full of endless times of coffee shop happiness. And we ourselves, finding us in the midst of a season we'd perhaps not choose for ourselves, but in complete surrender, opening our hands wide to our God. We both, are in this place of laying down and surrendering and rending our hearts regarding the future of things. And in complete honesty, its scary, but perfect all at the same time. He is currently in California waiting direction for the next steps, and not moving until He is called to do so. What a godly man, i'd say. And never in my life have I met such a man of Jesus loving passion. He is my bestfriend, and am so very thankful for him.

As for me, I am awaiting my flight back to Maui, Hawaii. Over the past few years, this painful purging has been taking place. Some seasons stronger, and harder and more intense than others, but nevertheless has been a constant in my life. And praise God for His perfect timing. I find myself in a season with no obligations, no leadership responsibilities, no demands of ministry, or tie downs to anything really. Its this surreal opening of time just to focus completely with an undivided heart and undistracted eyes. My purpose for going back to maui is simple. This word that the Lord keeps speaking over my life, the word of HEALING.

So, for the next two months, I am going to Maui simply for healing. I am blessed and expectant for God to move in mighty ways in my life. I plan on attending an intense, Spirit led, inner healing school, called Elijiah House. I am still praying about the possibilities of getting a job whilst living on island, and exactly what the details of my moving there look like. During this process, I would love to keep you all updated in the processes of my life, and the beautiful hand of God upon me, and I'd be honored if you all would walk with me in this healing process.

And so it is, this season of just being still before the Lord, being exposed before the very eyes of my Creator and maintaining this posture until He releases me from His grip of healing. Its this exasperating feeling of breathing Him deep. Of just simply returning to the simplicity of Him. Oh the JOY of walking through fields, and singing aloud praise, and reading books on beds of grass, and moving and gliding in the leading of the spirit. I feel free, I feel free indeed. And I am so thankful for this selah to just know Him, more.

love love to you all.

b.j.chaney

//God is the solution

2008-10-04T12:47:00.000-10:00

lately my heart has been heavy and burdened. my mind completely restless. pondering and contemplating. dreaming and visionering. longing, praying, crying out for change. for freedom. for the Lords beautiful children of Haiti to be set free, to be released.
What if, what if we as children of God, partnered with God in His heart, in His desires for the people of this earth, of Haiti. Imagine what would happen if everyone called to the nations would say "yes". Imagine a world completely inviting and saying yes to the Kingdom of God. Imagine. Imagine hope restored, love restored, families restored, lives restored.

I cant stop thinking about this, I cannot get Haiti out of my brain. What can I do? How can I make a difference? How can WE bring the love of God to the people of Haiti? I dream about Haiti, I think about Haiti, and I cannot get the desire of going there out of my heart.

please, please, help me join up with the Lord in partnership. Help me and so many others, cry out for the beautiful, precious, chosen, worthy people of HAITI.

there is hope for Haiti.

streams in the desert.

2008-09-02T05:52:00.000-10:00

I have come to terms that God is a beautiful mystery. One in which at times I wont have the capacity or know-how to understand or even wrap my mind around, and I'm ok with that. But on this fine day, I'm learning how to marvel at His grace, and appreciate it. Its like this safety, you know, like that fine blanket, the softness of it, the largeness of it, that keeps you protected and safe and warm. I'm finding myself in the midst of my favorite place.

Its taken me a while to understand this season as a blessing. I've been grappling and complaining to no end that this is the worst season of my life, but now, with much needed Kingdom Perspective, I'm seeing it for what it is. And it is a refining season of receiving streams in the desert.

Its remarkable, the Knowledge of God, and that Jesus is wisdom, and He is our deepest need. Never before has that been more real to me. That Jesus is our greatest need, and the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom. Its a never ending endeavor of utmost goodness, just wrestling and chewing on the vastness of the power of God ,and still in the same moment , divulging on His intimate touch. Its a relationship unlike no other, and that's what makes Him God.

In an instant our world changes at times. Things you think you knew, or thought you knew are challenged. And then you come to the conclusion that you think you know, but you know that you don't know, but you wish you knew what you didn't. Its this ever ending wrestle of just scratching the surface of knowing stuff, and in comparison to the Lord we know a minuscule to the MAGNITUDE of His knowledge. and that revelation is so humbling.

I've often wondered to myself.. why does the Lord hide himself at times?

and why must we seek to find.

I think it simply boils down to just choosing the love of Christ, and choosing all of the beautiful mysteries of the Lord even if in our own minds we cannot understand. Its the whole trusting without seeing thing that draws us closer to intimacy with our Maker. It's believing and standing firm that God is God, and He can be trusted.

Its with a diligent search that our souls seek for Christ. This longing that groans within us, longing for our Savior to come and calm every sea, to come and settle every calamity in our lives. And with much vulnerability, I've cried and have even screamed for the same settlement. And often times we questions trials, and seasons of loneliness, of pain, of tribulation, of spiritual warfare, of separation.... but its in these times that the Lord is wooing us to His inner chambers. Where He himself is strengthening and refining and changing us.

We are caught up in His all consuming grace, and its a little intense at times.

I'm learning, in the midst of any chaotic challenge, the Lord is going through it with us. That He, my Christ, is by my side interceding for me. That He is closer to me than my skin.

His beautiful wisdom is abundant, and He knows what I can endure, and He knows the ways I will grow, and strengthen. And I proclaim that God can be trusted, even in the unknown areas of my life. Even in the midst of my groaning for this trial to be over. But I'm standing firm in the grace, in the truth of my King, that He knows just what He is doing. And to that I say yes and amen.

God reigns, and God prevails, and God justifies.

And in Him, I will never be shaken.

I will never be hungry.

I will never be thirsty.

I will never be in want.

"There is never a majestic mountain without a deep valley, and there is no birth without pain." - Daniel Crawford

-britany j. chaney

2008-08-11T14:43:00.000-10:00

It's in the place of silence that the Holy Spirit boils the truth we receive from Scripture down to its essence, reveals specific insights that are pertinent, and then applies them to our most perplexing problems and our most stubborn misconceptions. As He transforms our heart to beat in sync with His, our decisions begin to accomplish His will and we begin to reflect His character. Go ahead, try it. Open the Word of God in a peaceful place and sit in quietness before Him. In time, the Holy Spirit will illuminate a passage and it will come to life in your mind. Before you know it the knotty situation that drove you to distraction will unravel.
As you learn to "be still" in God's presence, your greatest problems will suddenly become more manageable. He will reveal Himself to you. He will calm your emotions and relieve your mind. You'll discover new direction, freedom from worry, and a fresh sense of peace.

-Mother Theresa

beautiful brokenness.

2008-08-02T16:21:00.000-10:00

oh the beautiful necessity of the Lords discipline in my life. its so needed. And so often i'm finding myself resisting the Lords faithfulness to rebuke sin in my life, or the lack of righteousness, and I put up this big fuss or cry out to Him asking Him if He even loves me. Its this place of fear in my life for rebuke. this fear of failure and not amounting to much, or anything at all. This abyss, this gaping hole in my heart really truly longing for that hard love to penetrate these desceptions of false love, and for them to be completely demolished by perfect love.

Why am I so afraid to love, to receive love. Why am I afraid to put myself fully out there, to put my heart on the line in reckless abandoned and just say "HERE I AM, I WANT TO LOVE YOU AND I RECEIVE AND WANT YOU TO LOVE ME TOO!". Everything in me fights love, and I have reached this place with the Lord and with someone else in my life where I don't want to fight anymore, and I want them in. I am more than ok wit putting everything on the line, my heart, the ministry i'm involed in, everything to just let the Lord come in, to every depth, places that I hide, every defense and lack of communication, every inch of my life and my relationships.

As I was sitting in that bath tub tonight, just crying out for the Lord to come and just penetrate these lies, insecurites, past hurts, and this disgusting independence and pride thats dwelling deep within my life. Its this wrestle in me, knowing that I need to change, and then this overwhleming question as to how. Ah, and then the lack of faith and doubt come in and I begin to ever question the entire process of "can I really be changed". But I hunger for the pentetration of this truth, of this love from my Abba that changes me, that never leaves me the same, that shows me how to love because He has first loved me. I want it. I want this transforming love that penetrates me so hard that im radicaly changed and forever healed.

I'm learning so much about radical repentence. Crying out today, from the depths, and repenting and just acknowledging the sin in my life. the sepearation in my life. the lack of kingdom perspective. the selfishness. the pride. the unforgiveness. the bitterness. the pain. the fear of the unknown. the fear of no control. the fear of abondonment. and the overwhelming fear of losing the person that I love the most on this earth. I just began crying out for the Lords beautiful intervention, for His divine presence. And something happend, something so profound within my spirit. I just began to worship Him. I began to cry just remembering His faithfulness thats never ending in my life. The way that He brings things together, for His abounding goodness that NEVER ends, never changes. He is the same yesterday, today, and forever. Despite my circumstances, or emotions, or frustrations.. he never changes!

Ah, I long to love the way that He does. To just love His sons and daughters the way that they deserve to be loved. Not out of my insecurities, or fear, or because of the way my father loved me growing up, or my mother, or people who have hurt me in the past. But because they are children of God!

I am desperate and broken and in such need of my Savior. The one whom never leaves and never forsakes me.

And i'm finding that He always knows what He is doing. and as Jason Upton cries out in his song "gideon".. i find myself crying out the same thing...

" I don't know what to do
but My eyes are on you"

and this is the state that i'm in. not knowing what to do, but just keeping my eyes on my Creator, on my Maker. Ah, and the truth that brings that brokennes is the fact that Abba gave His only son Jesus to die on a cross for me, in the midst of my sin, in the midst of my selfishness, in my undeserving state. And He has called me to freedom, he has called me to healing, he has called me to walk in His likeness. His love is breaking me. breaking me down. He knows me inside and out. And I long to be healed, to be set free, and I know that there is freedom in HIS presence, so Lord, I say YES AND AMEN to your freedom. Because without you, I am nothing. And without your love, I cannot love others. and I cannot love him the way he deserves.
so here I am Lord, please bring more disicpline in my life, because I long to be a woman who hungers and thirst after rightesouness and I am not ok with where I am right now. I'm here, positioning myself before, waiting and longing to be encountered by you. I want change in my life. I want your freedom in my life, and I'm not leaving your presence until you change me in your the likeness of your son.
i love you. and i trust you ABBA.
amen.

2008-07-25T19:17:00.000-10:00

Your eyes are full
Full of the future of us
The air changes as you look across
At me in that wondering way

It is as if
I knew you before we spoke
Do our hearts know something we don't?
Converging, conspiring, without giving us any say

CHORUS
You sing me to sleep
Talk down my walls
Look through my windows as I wait
You could be the thief
I give the key to

You're ruining me
With secrets and gestures and looks
With sonnets in second-hand books
Playing the chords in me nobody knew how to play

CHORUS
You sing me to sleep
Talk down my walls
Look through my windows as I wait
You could be the thief
I give the key to

BRIDGE
It fits in your hand like the water in rain
Unlocks our two different selves
And shows we are the same
Rather than wait til I
Put me out for the taking
You're breaking
You're breaking
You're breaking into my heart
And I'm letting you

Your eyes are full
Full of the future of us...

-"the thief", brooke fraser

.. Jill McCloghry...

2008-06-27T10:01:00.003-10:00

I am blessed and honored to know one of the most amazing, compassionate, humble, creative, loving, kind, passionate, stander of truth, woman of God I have ever met. Her life, even though lived on an a completely different continent than me, is shining forth light, and love, and truth. She is a beautiful example of a true worshipper, a worshipper in spirt and in truth. Who lifts up high the name of Jesus, and sings in glorious adoration despite the circumstances around.

Her life, her love, her obedience is greatly impacting mine, and she truly is an example of a life surrender to just loving God, raw, God.

And I am blessed and honored to call her sister, and friend.

i love you jilly. so so much. thank you for being a bright example for me. I am forever greatful for all of the ways you have affirmed, spoke life, and have just loved me throughout the years. You are a gem me lady, and I am forever praising Abba for you!

Arakaki

2008-05-30T11:03:00.001-10:00

into the deep.

2008-05-22T15:36:00.003-10:00

sitting here, taking time, just to "be". you know those times, when you just need a moment, a minute to sit and gather thoughts scattered. Lounging here in the secret place, enjoying a beautiful cup of coffee, enjoying the rain cooling the earth.

feeling so often I can relate to the earth on a rainy day. Its that smell you can smell, the one you know, right before it rains. And you say to yourself, "its going to rain", ah, and the groaning the earth makes, almost like its opening itself up to receive the goodness thats about to downpour with much appreciation. I feel like that.. that groaning, that longing in me for the saturation of the Holy Spirit. Positioning myself, waiting, oh how the groaning comes forth, with eager anticipation of the saturation thats coming. How do I know? because I can smell the aroma of my Christ.

Waking up early yesterday morning, just sitting still, sitting in silence, again having a cup of coffee in hand. Just dreaming and thinking and writing and praying and singing... and I got so overwhelmed with a revelation that the Lord released to me... profound...
oh how many times in our lives, in my life, I only allow someone to come only so close to me, to my heart. That I place limitations of love on my life, and then, the walls go up, the defense comes out, and I push them away. too often. And then in that moment of thought, the Lord began speaking to me about the chambers of His heart, His perfect love, that has no walls, has no boundaries. And He began to speak so clearly to me, "Britany, you can go as deep in my love as you are willing to go. I will never close the doors, put up boundaries". And I was so wrecked, so challenged, that in my narrowmindedness I somehow tried to put God in my perspective and He just blew it away.

This profound revelation is changing my life.

The fact that God lets me go as deep in His love as I am willing to go. AH! I want it, I want to love him fully, I want to go deeper and deeper in Him that it transforms and shapes my love on this earth. That I would be so wrecked with the way that He loves me, that it would overflow and dump on those whom I am loving, and whom are loving me back.

and as I sit here, a few hours to myself... its hard not pondering the profound depths of the Lord, and how endless it is, and how it will take me all of eternity to discover the magnitude of the Lord. He is so personal and lets us go deep and deeper and deeper as we are willing to go.

will you go deep today?

cheers.
bc

untitled

2008-05-17T13:58:00.002-10:00

'gideon'

I don't have the power
I don't even have a clue
I don't have all the answers
I don't even have a few

But if I were really honest
And the truth were known of me
It might sound a little funny
But this is what my prayer would be

I don't know what to do
But my eyes are on You
I don't know what to do
But my eyes are on You

I lift my eyes toward the Heavens
Tune my ear to Your command
Help me boast in my condition
You're the God and I'm the man

-jason upton

p.s
[this man makes me happy]

"Rise UP Burning Ones, Rise UP!"

2008-05-04T00:30:00.004-10:00

oh how Relentless He is.

full of the abundance and wisdom and love that never runs out, never goes empty.

He is so full of grace and relentless love that it blows me away and brings me to a place of utter brokenness. Something that's been flowing through this brain of mine, and slowly yet surely penetrating its way into my heart is this one sentence... "for He must increase and I must decrease". Oh how that's the utmost longing of my heart. That my King, would be so glorified so lifted high in my life, in my love, in my worship, in my relationships, in my thoughts, in my creativity, in my photography.... in everything. That I would live out of this place of kingdom perspective. Oh how I long for this to penetrate every fiber of my being, that He would burn as my First Love, my Onething. Ah, that the King of Kings would be so brightly burning in me, that people would have a taste of Jesus and be ruined for life. Oh how the Lord is longing to break this religious spirit that oh so many times keep people and myself bound from experiencing just raw Jesus.

I just want to encounter God, raw ,beautiful, relentless, gracious, God.

and so it is, this is my pursuit, this is my motivation. Just to LOVE Abba, and to minister to His heart, to worship Him in spirit and in truth, and to just return back, again and again and again to my First Love.

I'm am not okay with just sitting back. No longer will timidity have a role in my life, no longer will fear of man keep me bound from rising up as His burning one.

"RISE UP BURNING ONES, RISE UP!"

I say YES to the burning hot, fiery, WILD, zealous, contagious, love for the altogether Lovely One. Oh that I would take risks, be wild, dance, sing aloud, and just love the Lord the way he deserves to be loved.

Amen to Him, and to Him be the glory!

the PhotogenX crew

2008-04-18T15:44:00.001-10:00

The most amazing crew/peeps ever................. .

....

2008-04-15T19:23:00.005-10:00

I am in love with the most amazing man..........

"bedeshy, bedeshy"

2008-02-21T08:33:00.002-10:00

hello friends,
so my beloved outreach to Bangladesh has quickly come to an end. Spending our last night here in the desh, and tomorrow we're heading for Thailand for a quick layover, then we're enduring the long treck back to the motherland, Maui.

Its been a long journey, full of bumps in the road, but what a gorgeous and unforgettable ride it has been. I am both extremely blessed and overwhelmed by the Lords overflowing, all powerful faithfulness, and His quick response that comes exactly when we need it. It has been the most challenging and most gorgeous season i have ever undergone in my life, and i would do it all over again in a heart beat.

The days have come quickly that have led to the end of this trip, but i am so excited and eager to meet up with good friends, share the things that i have seen and witness and to be a voice for all of these voiceless people that i have met and had the honor of doing life with.

And don't worry, stories and photos will be coming up here soon!

and one last piece of goodness to chew on..
i was reading through a beloved book the other night, and i came across a quote by Oswald Chambers;

"If we are going to be made into wine,
we will have to be crushed;
you cannot drink grapes."

amen?
yes.

all my love,
Brit

p.s
the Lord is releasing MASSIVE things in my life...........
and i am extremely excited to share them with you, soon!

2008-02-06T02:09:00.000-10:00

The Thief

Your eyes are full
Full of the future of us
The air changes as you look across
At me in that wondering way

It is as if
I knew you before we spoke
Do our hearts know something we don't?
Conspiring, converging without giving us any say

CHORUS
You, sing me to sleep
Talk down my walls
Look through my windows as I wait
You could be the thief
I give the key to

You're ruining me
With secrets and gestures and looks
With sonnets from second-hand books
Playing the chords in me nobody knew how to play

CHORUS

Bridge
It fits in your hand like water in rain
It unlocks our two different selves
And shows we are the same
Rather than wait `til I put me out for the taking
You're breaking
You're breaking
You're breaking into my heart
And I'm letting you

-Brooke Fraser

the steady work of His hands.

2008-02-02T03:58:00.000-10:00

**the making of a mind**
above all, trust in the slow work of God.
we are quite naturally impatient
in everything to reach the end
without delay.
we should like to skip
the intermediate stages.
we are impatient of being
on the way to something unknown,
something new;
and yet it is the law of all progress
that is made by passing through
some stages of instability--
and that it may take
a very long time.

and so i think it is with you,
your ideas mature gradually--
let them grow,
let them shape themselves
without undue haste.
don't try to force them on,
as though you could be today
what time (that is to say, grace
and circumstances acting on
your own good will)
will make you tomorrow.

only God could say what this
new spirit gradually forming in you
will be.
give the Lord the benefit of believing
that God's hand is leading you,
and accept the anxiety of
feeling yourself
in suspense
and incomplete.
-Teilhard de Chardin

oh how this is put so well. A voice to my soul, a groaning that comes from the depths. oh how profound the Lord is, and strategic His timing. Feeling at the moment, the shifting of the tides, the weight of the current, the vast motion that comes with a never ceasing sea. Here i go, back and forth in the midst of transition.

A beautiful yet foreign path being released right before my eyes. A new season in the works, and the preparation underway.
Exciting and new and foreign and gorgeous. The mighty hand of God that rests heavy upon His children.

Finding myself in Bangladesh, a little less than one month left. Oh the joys of being surrendered and serving the only one who deserves my service. my life. my all.
Loving this place, loving these people. Finding the overwhelming joy of the Lord as i walk these streets, as i see these faces. As Being to most, the first example of Christ. Hefty weight to carry, but such an honor.

its wrecking my heart for more. More of Jesus, more of the Gospel. For less of me, and for more of Him. I am getting wrecked. So challenged to give to the beggers, to the street kids, to the homeless, to the lost....

everything that is "mine".. is not mine at all. Ah, when will i realise this? my possessions, my money, my favorite shaw, my last piece of american gum. nothing, nothing at all is mine.
nothing.

and not just my belongings..

but my life.

my worship,
my intercession,
my heart,
my hands,
my feet.
my speech.
my actions.

all of who I am, the Lord deserves. ah, and all of me i long to give.

The release and freedom that comes when i simply surrender.. and give my all to the Lord. ALL.
oh the open hands i raise high, and kingdom perspective that i am longing to receive.

perserverance. arise.
truth. arise.
humility. arise.
freedom. arise.
the woman that God created me to be. arise.

Exciting the things in the works........
the Lords massive hand is moving and shuffling things, perfecting them and working things out.

In the process of being processed. In the midst of working out an amazing transition, and a release of ministry underway.
Praying into a move to Kona, Hawaii to be a part of the PhotogenX DTS.
a passionate thriving school focused on ending injustices and making the needs known. Using photography as a tool, and creativity as a way to shine light in the darkness. yew.

So exciting.
so new.
So beautiful witnessing the constant faithfulness of the Lord.
ah, His love kills me, in a good way.

beauty.

just trusting Him, just loving Him, just following Him, and going where He goes.
oh how profound and enchanting He is. oh how i love Him.

thank you for constantly lifting me up. More details and updates to come as thing become more clear.
i praise Him for you.

britany

p.s
sea foam.
frou frou.
The Office.
tattoo of the world.
likemindedness.
laughter.
pbay.
joy :)

feelings b a n g l a d e s h... ..

2007-12-28T00:49:00.000-10:00

oh the complete closeness that the Lord brings to those in need. For the little ones who come and crawl up on there Abbas lap and just rest in safety and peace. I am currently finding myself in that location and there is nowhere else i'd rather be. He is profound and beautiful, and as my gorgeous friend puts it, "he is closer to me than my skin", ah, and how true it is.

Leading this team, being in Bangladesh, i am learning so much about utter humility, authentic living, and a life of pursuing holiness. I love the Lord, and He is my sustainer, provider, Abba, heavenly husband, my comfort, and guide. He is it. and i am so thankful for his faithfulness that is never ending. oh how close he is to me.

I am absolutely falling in love with the people of Bangladesh. I am making so many friends. So many new people being added to my family. It is such an honor to be sitting here, in this country, in the middle of Gods will. Beautiful.

I was absolutely blessed to have gotten the most amazing camera before i left the little island of Maui. And it has been snapping away. The beauty and the color of this country override the corruption of the relegion, and i see the Lords hand ALL over this place. It truly is a gem.

My relationship with God, and my life has already been dramatically changed. In a word, the best word that i could conjure up to desribe the season i am in, is.. desperation.. and an utter clinging to the Lord. and i love it! Ah,such a beautiful time of being romanced and loved. And its so beautiful seeing the overflow of the Lord pour out unto my students. he is lovely.

here is a schedule for the rest of outreach...

Jan 7th- Travel to Khulna
Jan 8th-19- Ministry in Khulna (YWAM Khulna)
Jan 20th- Travel to Dhaka
Jan 21-Feb 8th- Minstry in Dhaka (mery ministry, orphanage, student ministry)
Feb 9th- Travel to Chittagong
Feb 10th- 19th- Ministry in Chittagong(orphanage)
Feb 20th- Travel to Dhaka
Feb 21st- De-Briefing
Feb 22nd- Leave Bangladesh
Feb 23rd- M a u i

that is the schedule.. you can keep up with where the team and i are.

....
the disposable camera ministry has had a really fun start... in the process of my first story.. it is unreal teaching people how to use cameras for the first time, and seeing their faces after the translater has just translated that people are interested in praying for them. Such an honor to be a part of this.. God is so faithful and he is MOVING WILDLY in Bangladesh.

more updates to come!

all of my love,
Brit

p.s
thank you so so so so so much for all of the prayers. Such assurance knowing that i have people fighting for me and my team.

greetings from Bangladesh..

2007-12-17T20:59:00.000-10:00

so it has been a beautiful journey thus far.

Spending around 5 days in Bangkok, Thailand. Doing prayer walks, working with the slum ministries, and learning to function as a team.

Arriving in Dhaka City, bangladesh around the 13th of December, we def. realised that we werent in Maui anymore. By far the most random yet intriguing country i have ever been to. So rich in culture, and consumbed by color. Its an honor to be here, in the midst of such need.

I am so excited to see how the Lord uses the 12 of us to bring glory to His beautiful name.

I was so extrmeley blessed by everyones willingless to send Disposable cameras. I left with about 24 cameras. So blown away by the Lords faithfulness in providing for that vision.

So excited to get it started.

things are good though,
please be praying for..

*team unity
*against sickness (few people are sick, and getting sick.. myself included)
*against the lies and attack of the enemy
*and the Lords perespective and heart for this country

thank you all so very much for the prayers, i appreciate it more than you will ever know. i will be keeping you all updated as email passes me by.

brit

... c a m e r a s f o r V O I C E S ...

2007-11-16T20:16:00.000-10:00

I STILL NEED YOUR HELP!!

In exactly 19 days, less than 3 weeks.. im going to be on that plane heading to Thailand and Bangladesh.

The support of this vision has been MASSIVE.. but i still need more cameras.

please be obedient to the Lord if you feel him stirring some sweet goodies up in you to be a part of this ministry.
Like i said.. i cannot do this without you.

Please send them as soon as possible. I need them before i leave.

these VOICES need to be heard.. people have things to say...

please send the cameras to:

Brit Chaney
P.O. Box 790237
Paia, Hawaii, 96779

Thank you to all who have sent or are sending the cameras. I APPRECIATE you more than you will ever know... and thank you for supporting me and the things the Lord is doing. Such a blessing.

Brit

(scroll down to the last post to read what all of this is about, and for more details)

Help make the voiceless heard.

2007-10-24T20:28:00.000-10:00

oh the beauty and sweet release that comes when we simply just look into the eyes of our father. I love him. And i want to follow him. wherever that is, i want to go.

I'm so excited to share this revelation with you...
something so dear to my heart, and something im so passionate about. ah, yeah...
allow me to explain

I NEED YOUR HELP.

The Lord has been overwhelming my heart for his lost, for his forgotten, for his sons and daughters who don't have a voice. For the injustice, for the pain, for the women drowning in the sorrows of silence.

no longer do i want to sit still, to turn a deaf ear, to have a blind eye. I want to stop injustice...
i want to be a voice for the voiceless.

i need you to partner with me... i need your help.

[here's the vision]

Lately the Lord has been really speaking into me the importance of intercession, the importance of fighting for people, the importance of bringing the Lords love to the people on this earth. Imagine people gaining a voice.. imagine the voiceless being heard.. imagine the prayer, imagine the provision, imagine the awareness, imagine........ the FREEDOM.

its simple......

i need you to go to your local Wal-Mart or Target and purchase one disposable camera (color and flash)
and then...
send it to:

Britany Chaney
P.O. Box 790237
Paia, Hawaii 96779

enclosed in this, i also will need $10 to get the film developed.

once i get your camera, i will write your name on it..
and pack it up.

December 6th i am getting on a plane. And i plan on being a voice for the voiceless. and to bring the beautiful good news.

BANGLADESH.

THAILAND.

and wherever else our most gorgeous Lord wants my team and I to go.

The opportunities to reach and befriend the hurting. the forgotten. to restore the hope to the hopeless.

....heres where the camera comes into play....

I really feel like the Lord is leading me to develop friendships and close relationships with the peoples of Bangladesh and Thailand. To really pour forth the love of the Lord upon the forgotten... and to truly be his hands and feet.

With the release of the Lord.. i will be handing out the cameras to the voiceless..
for them to take and photograph there day to day lives. in the rawest form possible... through the very eyes of the forgotten themselves.

By you sending a camera, their voices will be heard.

The camera that you send, will be in the hands of someone who is receiving a voice.. their story, their lives, the very pain and life that they live out everyday.

I really feel the Lord is raising up intercessors. PRAYER WARRIORS. people who are willing to give selfless love and prayer. People who are willing to provide for Gods children. Committed men and woman who are willing to be on their faces for the voiceless...

will you be there voice??

After 3 months in asia, i will send you the photos, the story, the prayer points..
whoever had your camera, is the person that will you will be giving a voice to.

please rise up. please help partner with me in this....
please help me make the voices heard.

will you rise up?
will you believe in this with me?
will you be obedient to the lord?

please. i need your help. i cant do this without you.

if you have any questions, email me at britanychaney@gmail.com.

thank you. thank you.

in him,
Britany

love.love.

2007-10-09T10:21:00.000-10:00

.......... and so do i.

the joys of the journey.

2007-10-01T19:10:00.000-10:00

the beauty and the profound faithfulness of the Lord. So large, so massive, one cannot contain. The largeness of his heavy righteous right hand. oh the weight of receiving his love. In the midst of chaos, in the midst of calamity, he is the only thing constant. Amen for that. Amen for his faithfulness.

Currently finding my life in the midst of a storm, feeling the steadfastness of his love, and his mighty grip that never lets go, even when i want it to. He knows what he is doing and the beauty and security that comes with it. Thank you Jesus for not giving me more than i can handle, but for taking me through the storm with your hand leading my broken vessel.

Loving the adventure, the excitement of the unknown, oh the uncertainty but the consistent assurance. Loving being consumed and thriving in a beautiful body of believers, being entrusted with a group of passionate, Jesus loving people who are wanting to be a voice for the voiceless, world changers, his hands and feet, and to simply just grow closer to our most gorgeous Lord.

Soon enough my most amazing co-leader Matt Davies, myself, and our beautiful team consisting of 6 of the most wonderful girls and 4 of the most passionate guys will be heading to Bangladesh (google it) to bring the shine of Christ. To bring His love, his compassion, his truth. We are all so honored to be trusted with this, to be used as his hands and feet, and to really be examples of Christ. So humbling, and so exciting. We leave in december for this epic exploration.

So humbled and overwhelmed as i find myself in the midst of Gods beautiful favor, and blessing, and his love thats always abounding. He is so gorgeous. Even in the midst of my flesh, sin, disgusting human nature, my pride, my selfishness and random ways, he still loves me, regardless of all of the above. Im a daughter of God, and that is simply enough. Its such a blessing, more than i can type with my mere fingers, my brain is far too small to comprehend the magnitude, much less verbally process the love that Christ has for me. All i can do is humbly receive and just love him back. amen to that. he loves my messy, broken, unfaithful love. amen amen amen.

all i know is that i love Jesus, and i only want to be where he is, and wherever that is, i want to go.

(you know those moments when you hear a song that just makes sense to you. You hear it and it immediately applies to your life... well here is mine. My theme song, my hearts cry, my longing, my desperation for the most highs' return. waiting and wanting, and watching and praying. oh how i love him.)

UNDERQUIET

05. creation song

we can feel creation groan

it’s crying out for God

every night when stars come out

I hear creation’s song

it sings “oh-ohh Lord”

we sing “oh-ohh Lord,

You are Light and You are Love

You are Flesh and You are Blood”

peace will come, to those who love

Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah, Jehovah

-Josh Garrels

oh the beautiful freedom that comes when we lay down our lives and just follow the creator himself. Exhilarating and freeing and wild. He is holding my hand, leading me, showing me things along the way. Oh how i love this intimate journey with him. There is no where else i'd rather be, than here in his perfect will.
oh his love, so perfect and pure.

many more updates and stories and pictures to come. Thank you all for partnering with me alongside this beautiful journey of discovering more and more and more of Christ.

please be praying for me;

*financially. I need a hefty amount of money, for staff fees, travel fair and all of the likes.
* Humility/ Servant Leadership.
*Team Bangladesh. Kingdom perspective and just focus on our Most Gorgeous Lord.
*a saturation of the word, and just sweet times with the Lord.

thank you so very much for all of the prayers and support.
God is remarkable and i am so very thankful for all of you!

brit

2007-08-21T16:35:00.000-10:00

"...I say today that I'm tired
of acting and practicing
practical applications applied
to improve my monetary station in life
cold blooded strangers telling me
what's wrong is right but that's not right
if that were right then I would take what's wrong
now I'm on the green path
I'm singing simple songs to the Son shine
my life's no longer mine
I'm water changed to wine
I'm pardoned for the crimes that I've committed
forgiven, forget it
I'm sick of my old skin
so I shed it..."
-Josh Garrels

untitled.

2007-08-10T22:19:00.000-10:00

i am mere dust
but you, you bring shape to my form

i am full of the world,
but you, you bring eternal perspective

i am covered in sin and full of pride,
but you, you brink the brokenness

i am non-deserving of this life,
but you, you have chosen me to live

i am selfesh and consumed and emotional,
but you, you bring grace and kindness

i deny you,i cheat on you,
i choose the world and deceit,
but you,you came and died on the cross
to raise my life from the dead.

You, you gave me hope and a future,
and life thats eternal.
it was you, you were the one hanging on that cross.
The agony and pain,for me.

that should of been me.
But you desired me even before i knew you.
The nail pierced my name that was written on your hand.

You, you were the one
who died to set me free.

And to you,
all i have to offer to you,
is me.

Who am I?
who am i to worship you,
to be chosen,
to have life thats everlasting.
who am i that you were mindful of me.

Your thoughts as you hung upon that cross
you saw my face, you knew my life
my cause even before the earth was created.

who am I?
who am i.

You are the one.
you are the one to be praised.
who am i?
i am nothing,
but you, you are the one...

you are to be praised. Forever.

please except my life,
for that is all i have to give.

He is to be praised.

2007-08-05T23:01:00.000-10:00

give me neither poverty nor riches;
feed me with the food that is needful
for me,
lest I be full and deny you
and say, "Who is the Lord?"
or lest I be poor and steal
and profane the name of my God.
prov 30:8b-9

the weight that this passage carries simply describes my heart song. Reaching a different season, one in which is full of abundance. I do not want to reach that place that is full of blinded eyes and an arrogant heart, again. I want to remain in this season of desperation, and never leave the very presense of the one in whom in which i cling. Funny how once the storm clears we forget the fact that Jesus was the one to calm it. Or when the lies of the enemy take raging force, the giver of Life comes and breathes life again.

my cry, my plea.... is to remember the beauty and sweet grace that my most gorgeous Lord has bestown upon me during the past 3 months.
the nature of his character, the healing, his faithfulness, his father heart, the truth and depth to all that He is. its all so real to me now. and i never, ever, want to forget the blessings that he has so freely given.

who am i? that he is mindful of me.

i have seen Gods love, his faithfulness, the fruit of hardship, the pain that aches, and the arms that arent too short. I am a witness to his goodness... and am so humbled by his faithfulness.

He is glorious.
He is faithful.

I am so blown away by Gods love. and the fact that he meets us, where we're at. oh how i do not deserve the love of God... but he loves me, and all of my brokenness.

all that i can say

2007-07-17T10:33:00.000-10:00

its funny and ironic and sublime..
when we reach the place of desperation.
when we have nothing left to give to Him, but ourselves..

its funny, because this is the place he longs for us to remain in... exactly how He intended it to be.
broken. desperate. dust. as low to the ground as possible. dependent on him. longing for his rescue...

i have nothing to offer God, nothing that i can give to him... he only wants me.. to be in communion, with him.

crowder puts this all too well..

"all that i can say" -david crowder
Lord I'm tired
So tired from walking
And Lord I'm so alone
And Lord the dark
Is creeping in
Creeping up
To swallow me
I think I'll stop
Rest here a while

And didn't You see me cry'n?
And didn't You hear me call Your name?
Wasn't it You I gave my heart to?
I wish You'd remember
Where you sat it down

Chorus:
And this is all that I can say right now, i know its not much
And this is all that I can give
And thats my everything

Bridge:
I didn't notice You were standing here
I didn't know that
That was You holding me
I didn't notice You were cry'n too
I didn't know that
That was You washing my feet

this post goes out to my beautiful friend, and everyone who knows this process of desperation all too well.....

He is in our midst, a mighty one who saves. He has a plan, a purpose, a reason. He knows our feelings and he hides them in his heart... he brings his mighty hand upon us, he is our comforter he is our father, he is our teacher, he is our friend.

we are not alone.
we are not forgotten.

he feels the pain, he knows the suffering.

i love how in this song, Gods gentleness is so sweetly shown....

" i didn't notice You were standing here
i didn't know that that was you holding me
i didn't notice you were crying too
i didn't know that that was you washing my feet"

he feels the pain, the hurt... he is crying too... and not only does he love us and respond to our pain...
he washes our feet.
he serves us. simply because he loves us. me. you... us. whoa.

to you my friend:
you are beautiful. a wonderful woman of God... a true worshipper....
he is molding you, shaping you, bringing you to that place totally consumed in beautiful brokenness. He knows you, inside and out and he longs to be in constant communion with you. He is in your midst, carrying you.. rejoicing over you, loving you, filling you with more of his spirit.
I am so for you, so so so for you.
and i know that God is your number one freaking fan.
he loves that you are all you have to give.. this is all he ever wanted from you. just simply, you.

i praise him for your life. and trust him and praise him for the things to come.
i love you friend.

oh the simplicity and freedom that comes when we just rest and lay down in his presence, casting our anxieties on him, simply because he cares for us.

i love you my most Gorgeous Lord, and thank you for this hardship.. that only brings us closer to you..
for we are not our own. but completely yours.

amen.

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2007-07-08T18:48:00.000-10:00

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all of the money from these shirts goes directly towards missions.... plane tickets, outreach, etc....
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thank you for all of the support.

withholding his beauty.

2007-07-05T05:04:00.000-10:00

oh the exhilaration and freedom that comes with our heavenly father shutting up our empty words. When we come to embrace the silence of our flesh and begin to speak with the breath from the heavens. Oh the joy and the spontaneous combustion that follows when our overflow becomes like fire and we are bursting and burning with an all consuming love for the holy one and all that his name means... refinement, burning, pain, perseverance, love, life.... salvation.

oh the uncertainty but the consistent assurance.

trusting. waiting. watching.

the beauty of not knowing, but trusting his beautiful hands, waiting for a completion..
knowing the tides will change
the earth will rotate
the new season will come.

there will be a harvest, there will be fruit, there will be a fulfillment of the promise of my Savior.

watch and pray, wait and listen, seek and pay attention.

oh my life and all of the uncertainties. but isnt that the excitement of it all? God is not boring, and he is perfect in timing. I know that he will release his beauty when the hands of that clock ring right. I know this, and im holding on to my justifier, because he is the creator of my cause.

...like a weaned child.

2007-06-06T10:57:00.000-10:00

oh the joys of spontaneous living.
oh the joys of having a savior.

the beginning stages of this journey have been delayed by my own insecurities, but the Lord is gracious to his children. praise him.
I have been home now for a little over a month (wheres home you ask? St.Augustine,Florida), and blessed i am, and i humbly receive this time of rest. Funny how he knows what we need, when we need it.

I am still very heavily involved with Youth With A Mission(YWAM) located in Maui, Hawaii.. but currently, the Lord has me sitting on a shelf, basking in his very presence.

i love seasons.
and currently, i am in the most breath takingly gorgeous season of.... silence.

silence |ˈsīləns| noun complete absence of sound

and silence it is.
to describe, it is the most stunning, yet most confusing season the lord has ever had me walk through... not to mention extremely challenging...

i love noise.
it brings comfort to me. music, talking, phone, tv, ipod, etc..

and my most gorgeous Lord is starting to reveal to me a glimpe of this puzzle..
allow me to divulge.

psalm 131
"O Lord, my heart is not lifted up;
my eyes are not raised too high;
i do not occupy myself with things too
great and too marvelous for me
but i have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with my mother,
like a weaned child is my soul within me"

wean 1 |wēn| verb [ trans. ] accustom
• accustom (someone) to managing without something on which they have become dependent or of which they have become excessively fond

and this is exactly what the Lord is doing to my heart....
Bringing me to a place where all of my springs are in him. He is taking me to a beautiful place of getting accustomed to listening to him, to depend on him, and trust the voice of my Shepherd.

silence.

and when we decide that its the Lords voice that is most important, above the safety and comfort of noise..
he truly begins to speak.

psalm 81:7
"in distress you called, and I delivered you,
I answered you in the secret place of thunder:
I tested you in the waters of Maribah"

The lord longs for us.. he is wooing us to the secret place.. into the very chambers of his heart..
all for the purpose to speak to us.
whoa.

he speaks to us in the secret place of thunder.

and this is exactly where im at. a place of holy confinement, solitude, retreat, basking in his presence, being still, not being anxious, and being obedient to what he says to me.

why is he doing this?
all for the sake of his kindgom, and not to mention that he adores me, and wants to draw me in to such an intimate loving relationship with him.

so i choose him. i choose to call upon my savior, my raboni, my heavenly husband.

these sentences speak the very heart of such occasion.. josh garrels is truly a man after the Lords own heart

"if only we speak when must
a hush of heart becomes good treasure
kept in a place without system of measure
but as real as an undying love
subtley discerning what comes from above
to that which cannot be sustained
the reason of rain will bring labor pain
but its end will be joy in the harvest
when beauty is seen in the soul
to plow through the rock and coal
is to find the rarest diamond here
from year of the heaviest pressure
pain
produce
perserverance
purged"

o the good lord is faithful, and his name be praised. For he is good in all seasons... and i am mere dust who has been given freedom. Look at my shape and see his hand, look at my face and see his radiance. For i love God and thats all i know.

all to him,
Brit