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We are a people spread across the world with a passion for helping others see Jesus as love, and to see themselves through God's eyes of love.

What We Do

Blue Flame Ministries provides demonstrative teaching on the truth, authority, and power of Christ, and prayer for individuals both in person, and over the internet. There are several schools and marriage ministries offered each year. We support our local communities with ministry for the homeless, and prayer over the land at the regional and national levels worldwide. Our story is found in two books, "Terraforming For the Kingdom," (also known as Terra4ming) and "Cessor Journeys,” and continues with each sequel published annually. This website has free audio, video, and documents to help you learn more.

When & Where?

On December 31, 2013 God fulfilled a vision that He gave us years ago of land with trees, grassland, and a river running through it. Most of our events are held at Arubbah (Hebrew for ‘floodgate’), a stretch of approximately 310 acres (125 hectares) in southern Tulsa County of the State of Oklahoma, USA.
Every Tuesday we hold a night of worship and prayer at Arrubah // We have prayer appointments every friday and saturday // In August we will hold our annual August Rush Reunion // More Events >


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My childhood was spent in the country, just at the bend of a cavity-filled gravel road and flanked by pastures and paddocks.  Front yards weren’t made to be manicured because acres were able to be roamed.  Fence posts and platte lines didn’t matter much, as borders were more like open doors to further fields.  And I could most often be found tucked into one of those farther away places. Those fields loved forts and I made plenty within shafts of wheat and upon a tattered, well-traveled blanket.  If I placed the blanket just right upon durum strands stretched over a little patch of earth for my cause, the still standing crops would bend slightly enough to offer me shade while wielding a window to the generous blue sky above. Ever accompanying me into these spots were book and spiral, with pen secured in the spun silver binding.  I read, wrote and wondered in these secret spots.  Each moment nestled inside was a bit like being a needle in a hay stack, hard to find, but Heaven-held. Between walls and behind closed doors there was much that didn’t make sense. But beneath wispy clouds and within wind’s breath, all was before me to comprehend.  The girl that didn’t add up inside fell right into place cradled in ...
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