Sorry- departure from where we have been- AAAHHHHHHahhhhhhhhhhhh- What can I do to get the music that is in me out of me? there is just too much and I don't have the time or the knowledge to get it out. I can't even find on outlet to get it on line so I can share it. I may explode

This is Ravi "Jojo" Landge, one of the young international mover and shaker types that came to the Kaleijscope (I never have really looked at the spelling of that, in Polaish or otherwise). He has a band in India called "Wild Fire Tribe'' and they have permission to worship in a chain of coffee shops and find other places to call God's love into the room.

He is one of many young minds that were there to receive a passed baton of creative ministry, passion and to

be recognized as a young lion being turned loose in his region.

He spoke with passion when he had something to say, challenging the older generation to keep their focus and rekindle the boldness of their youth. And he made new friends everywhere his path took him.

Here at lunch we began to play, as we became a band when Annika,here seated next to Jojo, brought instruments enough to share.

Music happened every where. And Nuno, on the other side of Annika played a kazoo in a way that I had never heard before. I had never heard an anointed kazoo, but Nuno played the shofar on his kazoo and it was amazing.

After our bout at the Black Madonna, the weather became volatile. I don't know if it's always like that in Poland in July, but you can

see here how nice it looks (even though Jojo is wearing a

sweatshirt) and the day looked to be beautiful, we began to seek out a venue to play in and found the hallway, entryway, it was the gate by which a horse drawn carriage might enter the courtyard of the site- and we began to play on the steps.

Before long, Jojo was leading all of these people, who came in to join a jam session, in some choruses that they all knew.

Props to you my friend! You know how to fire up your generation! I hope to see you again soon!

So this is Diniz and Andrea from Brazil, Actually, I think that this picture is in Brazil, but no matter.

I met them my first night in Lubiaz after the whole hanging out and waiting thing- we stayed at the same B&B outside of Luibiaz in some other place that I can't tremember... A "Retreat House" that was difficult to find. The first drive out there, we had two drivers, each with a GPS (and each equally lost) and we went to the wrong house first , but got directions I think... all I heard was in Polish, but I didn't hear them yelling or anything.

Anyway, we get in and Diniz is carrying the bags and he puts them down and grabs his hips and stretches his back- you know, the international symbol for "my back hurts" so I asked if I could pray for his back.

I prayed for a minute and then asked him through his wife who up until then was his interpreter, adn he was healed. I had made a new friend through the miraculous power of Jesus healing power.

Andrea said that Diniz has always wanted to be able to speak english, but couldn't and I thought, "hey, we're on a roll here," so I prayed and asked the Holy SPirit to teach him english through the night...

The next morning- I was his interpreter. He strill didn't speak english, but we had a connection and for e few days after, if Andreas wasn't around and he just wanted to make conversation, he would grab me and say, "You- interpret- me" with a big grin on his face because he thought it was pretty funny too.

Brazil is a definitley in the book for next years choice destination.