Writer, Church leader, Eccentric Nut, Marketer

I'm Church Leader, Writer, Speaker, Marketer, Kindness Project Founder, Broadcaster and Superhero. But most important I'm a Husband, Father and a worshiper of Jesus.

31 August 2007

Dear Mr. Googleface

Great Googley Moogley... Have I ever mentioned that I LOVE Google.

And since Blogger is Google's, they're likely reading this right now.... so...

Dear Mr. Googleface:

You are a good and pleasant one. I like spending much of my spare time in your billions of resources. You tell me everything about everything. Now you would like me to have a Googlephone for 100$ and free talking over this so-called internet.

On said issue, I tell you... I accept your offer. I will watch whatever ad you see fit to show me. I will likely even consider purchasing their product. Simply because you THINK BIG. Yummy Yummy Google Thinking strikes again.

In summary. The letter "G" has always been far superior than the letter "i". Forgive me for my Ipod. In exchange for my slip-up Mr. Googleface, I will begin to use gmail more consistently. I will spread the virtues of Googletalk to others. I will expand my usage of GDoc's and Picasa. Please feel free to browse my private information in exchange for amazing cheap products.

I love you
Sincerely David Christopher Carrol

29 August 2007

Christmas in Brantford returns????

A couple of years ago, those Grinch's on city council took away the most wonderful time of the year. Christmas in Brantford. A bi-yearly day of garbage-filled goodness.

A day for the giving and receiving of each other's trash.

Where I can freely put my soiled mattresses out of the boulevard and KNOW without a doubt that it will be gone in 10 minutes... to be enjoyed by another. Today this man.

This so called "Vince Bucci"... proposed to bring back Christmas in Brantford. This man has renewed my faith in Brantford... land where the trash-exchange is acceptable and encouraged.

God Bless you Godfather Bucci. God Bless you everyone.

26 August 2007


Sometimes I get intimidated by the amount that I open my mouth. To speak... declare... pray... encourage... To even have the nerve to think that I could know something about God, can seem down right foolish sometimes. But God shared this with me today. And it's wise.

With my eyes open... everything changes.
With my eyes closed... I'm always in the same place.

Prayer is an anchor. It holds you firmly in place. Bring you back to right standing with the center of it all... allowing you to move.

24 August 2007

New Look

Cus I get bored easy...

One more very fun YouTube clip that I got talking with friends about.

This was a BOTCHING of the Canadian National anthem at a Las Vegas Posse CFL game in 93.

I remember sitting there watching in shock and awe.

23 August 2007

Mr. Regan

Dave is tired of thinking today.
Dave wants to giggle
Dave turn to Brian Regan.

Dave succeed

21 August 2007

Life is like a mop

I miss Michael Richards. He STEALS this episode...

This was such a... um... disaster.

And yeah... now I remember why this

just doesn't help me laugh at this...

Life truly is like a mop

Your voice is a screaming guitar

Your Voice is a screaming guitar
I shake my body in reverence.

An awkward mess of shoulders and toes...
I'm a break dancing quaker...
Irreverent of these earth rhythms...
I don't shake that way.

Flailing like a carp in a rowboat; out of struggle, dance births new streams.
My laughter-drive merges hard into the "hit-the-spot-hollers" of the upper masses.
Headless Head bangers and Bible Thumper's to the reflection-rhythms of eternity.
They pound it hard enough to turn my walk into a stutter-step shakedown.

I can hear the screaming guitar behind the door.
It's a Hippy and a Rockstar and I want to play too

17 August 2007


Originally uploaded by Kervinchong.
Photography is truly fascinating. My friend from college Jeff shared this quote with me...

Photography is not about the thing photographed. It is about how that thing looks photographed.
A photograph is the illusion of a literal description of how the camera saw a piece of time and space.
Garry Winogrand

This picture is beautiful and could inspire countless insights. It could speak volumes about social conditions, religion, culture...

But that's not necessarily what this picture is. This boy could kick a dog in 15 seconds and ruin the poignancy of the moment. Darn boy.

16 August 2007

Vehicular Movements

This is a post I just made on the Freedom House Prayer Blog (Recording the Prayer Journey of Freedom House as we move towards a week of 24/7 prayer in September).

You MUST read this. It's absolutely amazing.!


Let me tell you something Freedom House. God is MOVING. He's doing something RIGHT NOW. And it involves us all.

Yesterday we went to Sharlyss's Dad's Memorial Service in Peterborough and were driving home after a long day. It was about 10pm when we hit Toronto. We had been chatting a bit (about nothing overtly spiritual) when the Paul Baloche song "Your Name" came on the Ipod.

Then... all I can say is that God MOVED in. This is has only happened to me once before when it was evident to EVERYONE in the car that God's presence became "More there" all at once. Let me show you what Trina Hill wrote about it as we partner with God's moving... because it's not about US, it's about HIM and partnering with HIS desires.


From Trina: I have to admit that the prospect of going on a long trip with Dave Carrol and friends got me hoping that something "God-like" might happen. I don't know about anyone else but I am desperate for God to move and I don't want to wait! I don't want it to take 10, 20 years for God to take the city. Let's take Brantford and move on to the next city!

I love committing and being involved with anything and everything Freedom House does, but the things I most want to be involved with, like early morning prayer and Friday nights, just don't work right now. I've been feeling discouraged and left out until I read Dave's email: it didn't say,
"where have you all been every morning, don't you want God to move?". It encouraged us to pray whenever possible, come by when you can, pray in unity and hear what the Spirit is saying. I can do that and so can you.

So the car trip...We're all sharing our hearts,which I find easier in the car rather than face to face and I felt like God's wisdom started to flow a bit. Dave started worshiping out loud and as soon as he said something in tongues I must admit I took that as an open door and jumped through it.
I wanted God! I sang the words to the song like they mattered, like I meant it...like it could actually be possible that the name of Jesus is a strong tower like no other, like the name of Jesus really does have the power to save, heal, deliver.

I saw the heads of the people of Brantford turning towards God. God says that the harvest is white. I believe that the harvest is so ready that people will turn to God because of the simplest things. They will suddenly notice the sun set again and wonder about our creator, they will experience the kindness of a stranger and wonder what the kindness of God feels like.

I believe a major move of God is about to take place in the elementary schools. God loves children! The bible says that their angels are always before the Father! No matter how they've been raised or what they've been taught so far, their hearts are pure and open. We need to pray for our Freedom House kids as they go into their mission field in September. We parents need to ask our selves how we can be involved, how we can make a difference in the schools. Find out the needs of the school from the principle and pray!

Dave talked about being a watchman on the wall of our city. I feel like no matter what banners have been placed over the city, the banner of Jesus is the one that now flies!! This is our city and we have authority here. Alcohol? Crush it! Poverty? Crush it! Take the enemy underfoot and CRUSH HIM, like you can!! Feel empowered! Feel bold! Know who you are and live like it!!
Love you all. Pleasure to serve with you!! Be blessed!


Let me encourage you... Pray!!!

In 4 days equaling a total of 4 measly hours... God has begun something that in people's hearts that is sending spiritual ripples in our city. 5:30- 6:30 doesn't work for everyone... but pick an hour... or half an hour... sometime in the day. Stop. Pray. Hear. Declare. Then share it with the house so we can "jump off" what God said to you and take it even deeper!

13 August 2007

I'm Christian... who's most like a Jewish-Hindu

These results couldn't be more Awesome

Which Springfield Resident Are You?

You are part Krusty the Clown. Being the life of the party isn't always easy. Most people adore your vibrant and unique sense of humor, even though it's just a facade disguising your cynical outlook on life.
You are part Apu. On the outside you are kind and a hard worker, but you lead a deceptively simple life. Though your cleverness might be underappreciated, you never miss an opportunity to sneak ahead in life.
Find Your Character @ BrainFall.com

You know... I used to be moved by the Home Makeover show (honestly... it's a great idea) but things have gotten a bit obscene. See for you yourself...

"... I said I ain't no teeth!"

On the other side of life... I've been feeling burdened to begin a regular early-morning prayer time at Freedom House, leading up to a week where our church is going to be praying 24/7 for a week in September!

I'm very excited about joining with so many around the world that have been responding to what the Spirit of God is saying and where He's going! Follow along with me at freedomhousebrantford.blogspot.com!

I'll be (along with the rest of my church's amazing leadership team) recording what God's saying to "The Church" If God is showing you something, please email dkcarrol@gmail.com or leave a comment.

12 August 2007

10 August 2007

Herald the weirdo's! Summon the losers and the freaks!

A few weeks ago, I wrote about "The Vision"... as one of the most beautifully God-via man-written pictures of what this generation will look like. Check the whole thing out here if you missed it...

I'm quite sure that I've had it with celebrity and title. It's something that these people who "eat caviar on Monday and crusts on Tuesday" have no taste for.
It's actually a disgusting trap.
Yet, one that can con even those most repelled by it's very odor into the snare.

It's sickening to me that I want to be "recognized". It's actually sin living in me Paul goes on to say. I hate when I begin talking about poplar church movements like they're my buddies or gushing about the worship flavor of the month. Detecting this in me makes me want to go Ezekiel 4.

I don't think of myself as a prideful person... yet God convicts me about my pride more than anything else. There are even times when I hear my own words as I'm teaching others... only taste the rancid pride about my own experience oozing into the mix.

I'm reading as much as I can about the 24/7 prayer movement (Red Moon Rising, IHOP, etc...) that is sweeping across the church in these days. Funny enough, these things were birthed from a relatively desolate place by people who's humbleness and ignorance were used by God more than their stature and knowledge.

I get a sick feeling when people use good books or Christian TV or radio... or even the local pastor... as their idol. Looking at how wonderfully they've been used by God and using them as their hero.

I'll guarantee you that somewhere in Africa, there were churches praying 24/7 , totally unheralded, because of their love for God long before Mike Bickle.

I'll bet that some don't even know what "being known" means! They're too busy knowing God to write books about it and get on a speaking circuit. I'm sure Mike Bickle wouldn't care if he wasn't known or not. God finds good soil to call His resting place... then we do silly things with it.

There's a part of me that wants to know LESS about people and their glorious church history. Their history is not my now. Often we hear and want to either deify or vilify them. I want to care less about their books and speaking engagements. I want to take out the ipod ear buds and be someone who has an "ear to hear". I want to crawl into that secret place and groan the groans of the spirit for a while.

Summon the losers!

9 August 2007


It's funny because I both really like camping... and it drives me NUTS.

What I DO really like about it, is that it reminds me of who I am.
We are the sum of our experience.
Almost ALL of our family vacations were camping related.
Even then, I both really enjoyed it... and it drove me nuts!

It DOES connect me to my past. Taking my 3 kids into the forest and seeing them enjoy themselves in ways that I used to, is very grounding for me. Now... there are few relaxing moments with 3 kids 4 and under in a hardtop camper in the rain!

But I'm learning that significant things aren't always the comfortable things.

3 August 2007

In the middle of the night...

... last night God wouldn't let me sleep and drove me to Freedom House with a camera and a burden to pray.
God is stirring. He's in the room. I have no choice but to respond.

This is what HE ended up having me post on the wall

2 August 2007

Who is this guy?

I'm learning to unlearn what I thought I knew.
I'm learning to hear what His voice has always been saying.
I'm learning to move my feet to God's song.

You know... I always knew.
Yet I just don't know.
If I knew, my knees would feel it.

Who is this guy?
Born into slop and echo's in my thoughts.

Summer of Love

In the states today, there are a group of prophetic hippies touring across America... being what we were always supposed to be. This is how they describe what they're doing...

"Take It to the Streets!

We’ve worshiped and prayed inside our churches… Now it’s time to take it out to the streets and stadiums and parks and fields!

"Now go out to the street corners and invite everyone you see." Matthew 22:9 (NLT)

Launching out the day after TheCall Nashville, we will travel in convoy with hundreds of young adults through Kansas and Arizona to California on a historic 35-day prayer and worship journey.

We’ll set up camp in beautiful fields and worship late into the night, with intercession, drum circles, car painting, jam sessions, and equipping and releasing for the young artists and musicians of this new Renaissance move of God.

At the height of worship, instead of fading out, we’ll head into town and continue the meeting in the street, ministering to whoever shows up!

Our final destination is San Francisco’s Golden Gate Park, the park where the 1967 “Summer of Love” began. On Saturday, August 11, we’ll hold a mass outdoor gathering to pray for another Jesus Movement to erupt and bring in an unprecedented harvest."

“Sing to the Lord a new song; sing to th

e Lord, all the earth…Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them.” (Psalm 96)"

And their doing it with really good music too... check this dude named John Mark McMillan... I'm getting this album today BTW...

Guess what? God freed you from yourself so that you could live free. VERY FREE. What does that look like for you?
All too many of us work at our jobs
so that we can get a house
so that we can have security before we get married
so that we can get RRSP's
so that we can keep working
so that we can sit on a beach in Florida for two weeks a year
so that we can keep working so that...
blah blah blah...

Is this what Jesus died for? So that you could blend in?
Your answer is NOPE. You had better stand out. You had better heal the sick. You'd better sing AMAZING songs from deep inside you to this Wild, Free, Gorgeous God of ours.

You only have a little time to do it here. Get free... live free... free others. And if you're not doing it in the structure you've set up around you. Change it.

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