// Jesus IS real //

i had an amazing realisation tonight, a group of friends and I went to see “Son of God” C’est tres encroyable BTW! Part way through the movie I was on the verge of melting in to a fit of tears seeing all that Jesus went through on my behalf but felt the Lord say...”wait, its not over yet...”
This moment reminded me how the God story is really one of joy, redemption, hope & a promise fulfilled! Suddenly I couldn’t wait for the ending...I couldn’t wait to see the resurrected Jesus come back to his disciples! It was right then that a realisation hit:: it is necessary to reach out to these people in the theatre, they need to know Jesus is more than just a story...He's the REAL deal!!!

shortly after this realisation, I came to find out that great minds actually do think alike - I shared my idea of praying for people in the theatre with a few friends when we realised we were on the same page!
it was unanimous, we decided, these people needed to know Jesus is real, this is a true story and their lives can be changed forever just by believing the truth of what they were seeing on the screen in front of them!
after making this decision I settled in to finish the rest movie, now one might think that after 9 years of being in full-time ministry I wouldn’t have fears about sharing my faith anymore but oh no...it was that exact moment, that out of no where the swirl started: excitement, fear, anticipation, anxiousness...
then if that wasn’t bad enough the “what if” questions snuck in to that swirl...those what if's...what if we were rejected? what if..no one even wanted prayer? What if...we looked like fools...etc
then I realised all this was foolishness! I would NOT get sucked in to the vortex that was the swirl...the swirl that would suck me in to the fear of man! I am past this! or at least trying to walk in freedom of it!
we had a great gift to offer to these people, why would we not share it? and in reality we didn’t even need to do anything but sit back and allow the movie to prosletyse itself and then do what we do best...pray :)) I knew I had to do it not only for sake of the soul of every person in the theatre but for the sake of me walking in to my destiny!
i knew this was preparation for what Jesus created me to do -speak and preach to the multitudes, usher people in to the Kingdom and see many physically healed!
“Son of God” ended and my convivial and stunning friend Kat jumped up to share with the theatre that this story was in fact true, that Jesus is real, that He loves them and that there were people there that wanted to pray for them! We then stand and wait!
The first person I approached was not at all interested. on to the second, a gal who also was not interested, I looked to Kat and she seemed to have more success than I. So I stood there praying knowing this was what the Lord had spoken to do and then on top of that confirmed it, 3x. So I did all I could do, stand and wait.
i watched the theatre quickly empty out leaving mainly only our friends. I still stood. waiting. knowing that the Lord had something for us in this. Then the gal who did not want prayer came over to me. she did want prayer after all and asked if I would pray for her?! YES!! YES!! OF COURSE!!
she (Marie) then told me she believed this movie to be true and wanted to declare Jesus as her Saviour!! I was blown away!! How was this even happening?? So there we stood, Marie and me, agreeing together as she confessed her sin and made a declaration that she wanted Jesus to be her Lord! 

what a sweet and unexpected moment we had, right there, in the middle of the popcorn littered theatre. it was soon after we finishing praying that my wild and engaging friend Cara approached us. Marie then shared that she had always wanted a family of her own but was unable to have them. Leading in to a perfect segue for Cara to share the work she does as a midwife and release the authority she has in this area to see dead come to life! Cara then blasted her with a healing prayer that Jesus would open her womb so she could have babies! Marie was a changed woman, never to be the same again!

what a way for us to end an ordinary day, seeing Jesus magnified through this film, walking this daughter into her destiny as a child of God, changing her life for eternity, what a delight!
please would you take one moment right now to pray for Marie and her unborn children as she begins this new journey with the Lord, THEEEEEEN...grab a friend, go see “Sonof God” and overcome your fear of man by letting the Lord surprise you with how He wants to include you in ushering in the multitudes to His Kingdom!!

loren km roddam

// journeying:: mind to heart //

have you ever found yourself reflecting on your life and wondered how things could change so drastically and...so quickly??!! not even a week ago I sat asking my friend the question...”do things (circumstances) in our lives actually ever change? OR do we just change, thus seeming like our circumstances have changed?!”
that is a long-mulled over q in my life. I have always been and continue to be a FIRM believer in prayer, that it works and that it literally can move mountains...but sometimes that truth has difficulty traveling the 18-inches to my heart from my mind...can I get an amen?! seriously right?!! let's be real!!
these past 27 hours have been some of the craziest of my life! I have always been someone who has lived with crazy favour on their life as much as I have denied it over the years, I know walk in the truth, that it is true! I am favoured! I am a daughter of the King! I know that my heavenly Papa loves me and would literally do and give anything for me – I mean he already did in Jesus! I know that He hasn’t stopped there but wants to give so very much more. Which leads us to where we are right now...my story of crazy breakthrough in my life, I don’t know how to shorten it, so I won't...I suggest grabbing a cuppa, sitting down, buckling up and enjoying the ride that is my life at the moment!

// I in NO WAY desire to plant seeds of doubt//jealousy//comparison BUT long for us to all walk in a spirit of thankfulness trusting in the character of our good Papa! //

this journey I am on really started years ago but for the sake of time & space we will travel back a week to my room, where I was asking my friend if things ever actually change? leading us to pray that I would see breakthrough in my life in areas of unbelief, specifically for my finances. This has been a LONG journey for myself and my family and I have often wondered if we would ever be free from our financial struggles?!
This day was one of exposing a lie, walking in honesty & then the opposite spirit of thankfulness, literally seeing my life changed – being finally set free from anxiety of financial worries.

// for those of you who don’t know, I have chosen to live a life that is completely dependent on the Lord for my source of income, so I live by not receiving a regular income but by trusting the Lord to provide through friends//family//churches each month //

it wasn’t all cake and candy this past week as I have fought to walk in the freedom I have attained! I had a dream come to me last Thursday where I would be able to accept an invitation to join some of my closest friends in Orlando for a woman’s conference. it was going to take a miracle to get me there, but I figured if it were the Lord He would surely do it!
for the sake of time I will spare you the det’s. BUT... I prayed, I rallied others to pray and than sat and waited to see what the Lord would do!
One week passed, leaving me a week to raise funds to go to the conference. I was blessed to be able to get a very inexpensive ticket but still needed the money to come in.
A great friend of mine in Orlando phoned me, leaving a message praying that the Lord would release the money I needed to come and more so that I could take them out for dinner and for coffee. 
Within a few hours, I arrived home to find an envelope waiting on my counter, a letter containing a cheque that almost covered my entire airfare! I couldn’t believe...I could GO, I had enough money!! I was in shock, again I knew God could do it...but wasn’t sure He would...again those 18 inches are the worst!
I spent a lot of my morning qt that morning repenting and praying out prayers of thankfulness and then dreaming with the Lord of all I could do when He released the thousands and millions to me, so to have even a little bit seemed incredible!
But back to that moment, I was amazed at what I was holding in my hands. I walked in to my room to spend time playing my guitar and worshipping Jesus and be thankful. During this time I was waiting for my VERY slow computer to load my email...it was then that I saw an email from my mom. An email that at first I couldn’t read b/c my computer would not load it all...after a few moments I realised that this was a letter letting me know of a very generous gift that was being given to me. I sat...in SHOCK! I walked out to my housemates, shared with them and we sat, amazed at the goodness of the Lord. I couldn’t believe that the Lord really had heard my cry and saw my need for a new computer, for transportation etc. Things that He had spoken to me years ago I actually began to have faith that they would come to be.
I woke up this morning still slightly in shock to only have more of an outpouring of favour and blessing from the Father! It was crazy! The only thing I could do was head to the beach to attempt to process all that was my life from the past 20...yes TWENTY hours!!

Not long after I sat on the beach I asked the Lord...”what next...what else are you going to do, can it EVEN GET any better??!!!” my asking this was not out of a place of ungratefulness but out of sheer amazement and knowledge that He literally could do whatever He wanted!! Moments later a family came walking on to a beach and a man (Willard) approached me asking how I was?! We talked for a few moments before realising he was in deep pain from a knee injury. I immediately asked if I could pray for him...”yes” was his immediate reply. So I prayed... a simple prayer. “how is your knee?” I ask when I had finished. “It is better” he replies.
“okay...how much better?”
“it feels great...”
“oh...okay...well do you know Jesus? What do you know about him” I ask. We talked for a few moments about how much Jesus loves him before he asked me how he could see me again, he was desperate to take my picture, he wanted to send to his mother a picture of the woman who made it possible for her to not have to travel from Micronesia to come help her injured son.
“I need a picture and am going to write down your name on this rock because, I never want to forget how the spirit of Jesus healed me...b/c I am COMPLETELY HEALED!!!”

COME ON!!

again there I was, literally in wonder of my God. Willard walked away healed and smiling. As I watched him walk limp-free away, I couldn’t help but think...”of course it can get better!!” THAT is the GOODNESS of our God, He ALWAYS outdoes Himself!!
I sat down once again and as I watched the waves splashing on to the rocks in front of me, trying to sift through all that was swirling around me and the Lord spoke and so clearly...”this is your inheritance, you are walking in to your inheritance, your physical and your spiritual inheritance!”

I still haven’t really been able to grasp all that has gone on in my life in these past 27 hours but seem to finally have the answer to the question I have been asking the Lord for years...”yes things really can change, just like that, in a moment, lives can be eternally changed!”

amidst all these ups and downs, my more good than bad days, my far too common battles to travel those 18 inches to impact my heart, I know I wouldn’t change a thing nor the journey Jesus has me on.

Thank you Papa, thank you for your kindness toward me, your blessing, your commitment to me! Would you continue to let your love & favour be manifested in my life and pour over in to the lives of each person who has been blessed by this beautiful picture of who you are!!

// the song of my heart //

loren km roddam

how are you pursuing your destiny?

two weeks ago I found myself on a plane leaving John F. Kennedy airport from one of my favourite cities in the world – New York City, and was heading out with 5 other world changers, to meet up with two more friends with hopes to see Iceland awakened to the love of Jesus.
Upon arriving a few hours later, I found myself meandering up to the immigration man while eating a bagel...yes you heard right, I was so hungry I couldn’t even wait to get through immigration before I ate. When I realised there was no one in line I quickly “hid” what little bagel remained, it wasn’t long before I realised I was okay because the officer didn’t even ask me one question before stamping my passport on an already over-stamped passport page (you travelers know what I am talking about) and pushing me through the line rather quickly...it was a little to early in the morning to take it all in but not too early to realise the hilarity of it all and liken it to something out of a movie.

 It seemed like only moments later we were on our bus to our guesthouse. It was then that the light went on, a long time dream of mine had become a reality! When I was a teenager we had a family friend come visit, he had been to Iceland and ever since he told me about it I wanted to go.
Now that being said...it wasn’t like I was proactively doing all I could to get here...in truth it wasn’t even on my “top 10” places that I was hoping to go in the next few years, it was just simply a dream to one day set foot on this soil.

As I meditated on all that the Lord did to get me to Iceland I marvelled at his goodness! The truth of the matter is, is that as much as I had wanted to come here for as long as I had, I had no intention of being a part of this team. I told my friend Danny no, it wasn’t possible (I had other obligations that I had committed to first). BUT, everything changed when I realised that, WAIT, I believe in Danny, I believe in his dreams, I agree with the anointing that God put on his life. Why would I not want to go to Iceland? Why would I not want to see Danny’s dream become reality?!
That’s when it hit me, the revelation that wanting to be a part of Danny’s dream coming to pass, in turn brought about the fulfillment of my own dream becoming reality!!

I have been wondering what it is that God is trying to say to me through this??
I think a lot was summed up for me in a podcast that my friend recommended to me recently. It’s from Bethel church in Redding, California, a podcast called, “finding your destiny”.
It talks about how we are so often consumed with, “what is God calling me to,...what is my destiny??”
What if, perhaps, we have it all wrong? What if we were actually meant to be finding our family or tribe that God is calling us to be a part of?
What if it is then, the moment we find our family/tribe, that we begin to become the person that God has created us to be?

It wasn’t until Jesus called Peter to be one of His disciples did Peter walk in to his destiny to be the “rock” the church was built on.
OR Paul who when he finally surrendered his life to the Lord and was taken in by Barnabas, brought in to a family, discipled and then was released to be the GREAT apostle we know him as today!

Again, what if we are asking the wrong question?

What if, there is something to this, being a part of a family/tribe so we can discover who God has destined us to be? Don’t we all want to know? This may be a crazy thought BUT what if, it is the people we surround ourselves with who point us to our calling and destiny?!
I think about this, I think about this a lot, should I be trying to fulfill God’s destiny for my life OR should I surround myself with the people who are like minded, seeking God and dreaming with me to get me to the place of fulfilling my destiny?

 I reflect on my life and think that's it! This is the answer we are searching for! We are to surround ourselves with our family, our tribe. I look at the last nine years of my life and know that it is only through the relationships and family that I am a part of that I am fulfilling my destiny!
It's been years spent well, God has beyond blessed me getting to live with and surround myself with my best friends, family and tribe, seeing my dreams (big & small) become reality as I am living my destiny!


my friends and me at a waterfall on the golden circle.




loren km roddam

Project Update!

It has been too long since I have written, I realised I hadn't even been able to update about my birthday Project.
It was amazing and so encouraging to see people come together once again to intentionally act in kindness towards others. I didn't see the goal I had for 31 nations met but there is always next year :)) Thank you to all my friends and family who participated. There were farmers who were blessed after losing all that they had due to a fire that received funding, a church received walkie talkies, lots of baking was done for others. Money was raised for an organisation in Africa, meals were bought, treats delivered to offices, many lessons were learnt and people were blessed. I am thankful for each of you that took part in this!!

loren km roddam

let's try this again!!

As many of you might remember last year on my 30th birthday I wanted to do something a bit different to celebrate!! I decided to invite my friends and family around the world to participate in a day of Random Acts of Kindness on my behalf and called it "project 30". I wanted my love for each of you and the nations to be celebrated as I hit 30!! 

It was so successful that I wanted to do it again this year for my birthday!! 

Would you PLEASE JOIN ME once again to see the nations blessed as we participate in doing Random Acts of Kindness for those that we meet on TUESDAY, DECEMBER 10TH! My hope this year is to see people all over the world join in this endeavour (hoping for 31 people in 31 nations) to take part in this! When you do would you please email (canadianlor@hotmail.com), text, facebook or comment here on my blog about what you did and how people responded!! It doesn't have to be something super extravagant but something as simple as baking cookies for you friend, buying a cup of coffee for the person behind you at your local coffee shop, helping a neighbour take out their trash etc makes such a difference BUT no matter what it is I want to hear about it and celebrate your act of kindness!

Thanks for participating, I am thankful for each one of you in my life and the impact you have made :) 


love, Lor xx

loren km roddam

power in our words...???

a few weeks ago I was being taken to the airport by some good friends of mine., while driving we were cut off by another driver and my friends began to speak badly of his driving, calling him a jerk. I was sitting there silently at first but after a few moments couldn’t keep my thoughts to myself any longer. so i presented this thought::

James 3.10 says that from the same mouth come blessing and cursing. My brothers this not ought be so. (curse = GK 2671; Katara; an execration, imprecation, curse; in simple terms to feel or express great loathing for someone)
I asked; how could we curse this man because he has done something that we don’t necessarily think he should have done??? 
my friends took a moment to ponder my thought and responded asking; does this really apply to our situation b/c this man cannot even hear what we are saying?? Essentially I understood that they didn’t think it applied because said man was not in our vicinity and could not actually hear the words that were being said about him. I then shared this story
|| a few years ago I was in a parking lot looking for parking, a lady “stole our spot’ and my friends whom I was with began to speak out against this lady. We had just come from a conference and I reminded them of a simple principal we had come away with and said:: “we speak BLESSINGS people not curses!!” as soon as I said this they repented and almost immediately a spot opened up for us and we drove right in. To some of you, you may roll your eyes, or think it a coincidence about the parking spot but a friend who was in the car that day has since told me she thinks of that time often. She realised that when we release blessing God honours that. || My friends on the way to the airport that day still weren’t convinced so we agreed to disagree.…yet something still didn’t sit well in my spirit.

Fast forward to today. I have found myself Over the past few weeks since this happened weighing on heart. I have felt the Lord continuously bring it up to me to ponder and meditate on. I shared this story with three friends of mine in the past few days, each time I have told this story and asked their opinions I have been met with the exact same response:: conviction. Each person I have asked has not responded to the question - when we curse people from afar do our curses fall on deaf ears, do they make an negative impact on their lives, or does nothing happen at all? 
I began to wonder if my friends were correct? Does it really matter if I speak out badly (negatively/cursing) against someone when they can’t even hear me in the first place? Yes it does matter. First the people I am around will hear this anger and negativity and inevitably it will change the mood/atmosphere in and around us (something else to sit on for a moment) but what really got me thinking was this:: 
As I was processing through this, prayer came to my mind…does prayer only work and change things when I am with the person (right in that moment) as I am praying for them? Are my prayers effective when the person I am praying for is half way around the world and they don’t even know? Absolutely they are effective!! Psalm 5.3 tells us that God hears our prayers, He hears and He moves accordingly. 

We can see in Ephesians 6 that we are in a spiritual battle, does that mean that there are good spirits as well as bad spirits around us? I think so!! Wouldn’t you then think that just as we release blessings over people with hope that our words come alive in that persons life to release that blessing over them?? Wouldn’t the same be true of us speaking a curse over someone?? Let’s think about voodoo priests for a moment, they use voodoo dolls to cast spells on people and it has been proven that their spells are effective. Their curses physically, emotionally and spiritually cripple people. Shouldn’t the same be true for us and our own words??

This leads us to the power of our words::

God (who’s image we were made in) spoke and the entire earth came in to being. THAT is powerful! Our words have power AND authority!! How many times did Jesus say be healed and people were healed, sometimes when Jesus wasn’t even with the person…or how Paul commanded a spirit out of a young girl and she was delivered. I think that these examples show that there IS so much power in our words. 


The scriptures tell us to be in the world but not of it. So as believers if we are surrounded by a society who is so quick to speak harshly and negatively about everything and everyone around them how much more should we try to do the exact opposite? How much more should we be releasing blessing and speaking life or in reality releasing LOVE into each and every circumstance and life that we come in to contact with?? I think we have the capability to see the world change with our words and with our love. I want to encourage us that as we obey the great commandment to love others as ourselves specifically in the use of our words we have the power to change the world!!

loren km roddam

what's more important??

after many miles and months of travel I have come to find myself back in the city of my birth; Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. What an incredibly beautiful city, one that is chalk full of history, culture and at this present moment autumn at its finest. Each time I am "home" I am reminded of the legacy my family has!

shortly after arriving I found myself nestled beside my Nan enthralled by the tales of her youth, the many tales, that continuously captivate me...rest assured there is no need to wonder any longer where I get my great love of stories and story telling from :)
one of Nan's (and my) favourite stories to tell, especially after my Gramps died, is how she came to be Mrs. Lorne White. She often begins this story with telling me of how there was "the most gorgeous black couple" she had ever seen in her life on her University campus...not only were they the "most gorgeous" but they also happened to be the only blacks at Acadia University, the school they attended in the valley of Nova Scotia. Nan goes on to tell me of the time when the young lady's parents arrived on the scene from the Caribbean for the graduation of their young daughter. It was during this visit that the young man (my grandfather) asked her father for his daughter's hand in marriage. Sadly (for the young lady) the story comes to an abrupt end when her father responds to Gramps with, "there is no way I'm gonna let a white boy marry my daughter..." and in the words of Nan, "...that was the end of that..." (the more times I hear this story the more I realise how grateful I am that this stunning couple did not ever make it to the altar!! I am amazed to think that this father's judgement of my Gramps made the way for me to be born, what power we have in our words! Think about it, that one sentence altered history forever.)

when I reflect on this story it isn't the statement of the father that provokes me, but what Nan confronted me with afterward. She asked me, "what is more important the colour or the person?" To her it is an incredulous thought that anyone would ever even look to the colour of a person's skin over who they actually are as a person!!

this is a question that has me here sitting in my grandparents home cogitating her very thought...I can't help but think of the many places I have just journeyed to and from in the past few months, places where the people's outer appearance looks SO different from mine. Places where I experienced first hand that the colour of your skin really opens and closes doors for you - if my skin were darker I would have been able to literally walk through borders unnoticed in Africa, but due to the pure white hue that is my skin I am subjected to long immigration lines, visas and interrogations!
For many of us in this day and age living in the West Nan's q seems like a silly question to even park on, it seems that it shouldn't even be a reality to us. BUT it is a reality to SO many people!!


the more I am blessed to travel the more I see how people are really are treated so differently. Why is this? Why is it that people are treated because of how they look, because of how they dress or don't dress, how they act or don't act. I think we need to be truly honest and stop to take a look in our hearts and ask ourselves what do we really think IS more important - the colour of a person's skin or the person them self??!

mulling over this I can't not think about my grandparents;

I think of my Nan, so bold and courageous in her youth, going against her family and taking a chance on love because she understood the timeless truth that - it does not matter the outside of a man, but its what's on the inside that counts!
Or my Gramps, who taught us to be proud of where we came from, proud of our rich heritage, our family, as he would share that each struggle he overcame helped develop him in to the man of God that we all loved and admired so much and knew him to be!


in conclusion of all of this, I find myself returning to Genesis, it is here that I am reminded that we are each created in God's image, each alike, in God's own image. Different yes, but equal still. For this truth I am so thankful. I think of each person I have met over the past four months specifically, but years of my life really, and how many look nothing like me but how so many have impacted my life in ways that have marked me forever. If I was a person that allowed colour to be more important than the person inside I wonder how many blessings and relationships I would have missed out on. If this were true of me I may not have been open to acknowledging that someone who looks so different from me has anything to offer me in the way of better enhancing, changing or developing my character/life. I am so grateful for the family heritage I grew up in, understanding the simple timeless truth that the person is ALWAYS so much more important than their outer appearance.

loren km roddam

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