Didn’t our hearts burn within us?
I have heard people ask why Todd does not take his gift out of the church and into the streets. I have seen it written that he only sees these manifestations where he has whipped the crowd into a frenzy and there is some sort of mass trance.
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The church seems to have misplaced the anointing that was on William Branham. I want to find it again.
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One of my disciples asked me the other day about a “national prophet” that had given a specific prophecy regarding a rapper that did not come to pass. He questioned how this national prophet could have been so wrong.
I restated the question asking how people who are wrong so often are regarded as national prophets. The prophetic ministry in America has a serious lack of oversight and accountability. I have remarked in the past about the abundance of homosexual sin in the prophetic movement and I truly believe there is a link here.
I personally know less than a handful of people that I would consider prophets. I see lots of people who consider themselves prophets but I think the fruit does not bear witness. If we are going to be a New Testament church, we have to use the New Testament as the measuring stick.
Paul wrote in his letter to the Ephesians that the five-fold ministry was for the equipping of the saints for the work of the ministry. For too long we call people who prophesy real good prophets. I do not believe that is the case. You can have a deep and strong gift of prophecy without being in the office of prophet. And just because you can’t tell who is calling without looking at the caller id and you don’t see the voice of the Lord in ever headline out of Jerusalem does not mean you are not a prophet.
I take the call of the prophet to come from Jeremiah 1:10
See, I have set you this day over nations and over kingdoms,
to pluck up and to break down,
to destroy and to overthrow,
to build and to plant.”
And I think that this is the test of a prophetic ministry. IT would seem that the test of a prophetic ministry these days lies in the ability to tell the head of a church you are visiting how much God favors your church over the one down the street and how special that pastor is.
Do prophets prophecy? Of course they do. Does a person in the office of prophet get it wrong now and then? Of course they do. Not every pastor give the perfect counsel every time. Sometimes the evangelist gets it wrong when witnessing. Sometimes the teacher doesn’t fully understand a scripture.
But the pastor is held accountable for bad counsel. The teacher is held accountable for false teaching. The evangelist is held accountable for bad doctrine. So too the church must not be so enamored with the prophetic to keep from demanding accountability for those who minister the “Word of the Lord.”
Prophets, by the nature of their call, should be more open to confrontational accountability and should demand more from the Church then we are seeing.
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No, I am not a cessationist. If you don’t believe what the Bible says about the gift of prophesy and you are looking for someone to blaspheme with you will be really disappointed with this post.
My primary giftings surround the prophetic. But much of what I see today is just plan pathetic. In the next couple days I will outline what I see wrong with the church regarding prophetic ministry. Much of which is encapsulated in this little video.
Without being unkind, the woman shows an obvious lack of self control, flows in judgment, behaves like a complete loon, and in the end, the woman does not really stand for anything.
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God has been talking to be lately about believing Him for the impossible. The fact that the statement is a non-sequitor means nothing to God. But I ask you, what is impossible to you?
For many believers I have met, the very thing God spoke to their heart about is often the thing they feel the least amount of faith for. Is there a promise you received soon after salvation that you have still not seen come to pass? Is it possibly painful for you to even believe that it could still come to pass?
I came across a video about a woman who died. There was a missionary nearby that heard from God that he would raise the dead one day. As soon as he heard that there was a woman who died nearby, he thought that this was the moment that his promise would come to pass. He had not given up hope.
Have you given up on God’s promise? I want to challenge you to hold on to the promise. Pray it through until it comes to pass. Watch this and be encouraged.
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Does the term “City of Ibrahim” mean anything?
Is there such a place?
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The Methodist church still uses the cross and a flame as a symbol but the flame went out long ago. What do you do when your founding no longer lines up with your current church? In other words, what do you do when your methodology does not reflect your stated theology? In other words, let me see your methodology and I will show you your true theology.
So what does it mean when your stated and preached theology does not reflect your actual theology? You are a liar. You may not mean to be, but you are.
Have you ever been in a service that had an altar call for the baptism in the Holy Ghost then did not actually lay hands on anyone to receive it? I have. Ever seen a man stand in the pulpit of a denominationaly pentecostal church and preach sola scriptura? I have. Ever been persecuted by the elders of a pentecostal church because their teenage children saw open visions of the end times in one of your meetings? I have. And every time I thought it was some sort of bizarre isolated occurrence. I no longer think so.
These are the works of the flesh that take place when pentecostal faith is no longer being exercised. It seems in every generation or so a new move has to come along and restate what the generation before was supposed to carry.
I have decided to preach it from the rooftop and I really don’t care who it offends.
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Some may chalk this up to being super spiritual but check this out.
We had a birthday party for our son this Saturday at a park in town. In between running around getting things together, Isaac and I stopped at a garage sale. We did not have time to stop there, and in fact, there was nothing that caught my eye that caused me to stop. I actually turned the car around and drove back after passing it. The sale was not even on the front lawn, it was inside.
There was nothing in the house but a few pieces of furniture and a couple books. I saw a little model of a church that I liked and asked how much the books were. I offered $3 for one of the books and two little church models. The woman told me that they had some “religious books” in another room if I was interested.
I went through the empty house to a back room and saw this 
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The pictures are really bad and there were more books than I captured in the pic. We got to talking and I told the folks that I was planting a work downtown and this was a real find. As I gazed around the room I saw books by Hinn, Wigglesworth, and other Pentecostals. This was a find indeed! They told me that their father had moved to Colorado and they were charged with doing something with what was left. As I began drooling over examining the books, they said to me,
If you want them, they’re yours!
I brought a friend to help load the books into my van the next day and it took us a half hour to move them all. As if that was not cool enough Holy Spirit reminded me a prayer I made about two months ago. I asked that “one day” I might be able to have one of those multi-volume bible commentaries. Well, in one
day I got a half dozen of them including the 12 volume Interpreter’s Bible, the 23 Volume Communicator’s Commentary, the 23 Volume The Pulpit Commentary, the 31 Volume The Preacher’s Homiletic Commentary, at least two other full commentaries, the entire Tozer Pulpit Series, and about 200 other books. Here’s what it looks like in my bedroom after dozens of trips from the van, up the stairs, to my house. I am going to need a larger bookshelf.
So check this out. Less than a month before I am leaving my church to start my new ministry I receive the entire library from an AG pastor who has left the ministry not even a mile from my house. To me that is a prophetic sign.
btw, the book that I bought that triggered this windfall? God’s Smuggler. A story about a man that took the Word into oppressed areas by God’s supernatural provision. I just read it in two days.
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So I am working the altar the other day when I went to pray for a girl. Instantly I knew that there was an unclean sexual spirit at work. But I did not feel like she was in sin. That may sound odd but that was my impression. I asked her if there might be some sort of relationship that she was involved in that the Father may not be pleased with. This was nothing heavy handed. Just felt that I had to ask the question.
She was vehement that there was nothing. I am ok with that. I don’t run a cult, I am not going to make someone come up with something just to make me happy. It’s the Holy Spirit that convicts, not me and it is the Holy Spirit that draws, not my words. I left her alone and continued working the altar.
A little later I came back to her. I felt like I had a little clearer picture. I told her that I felt like something had happened and God wanted to heal it. As I continued talking I told her that God would show her what I was talking about. As we talked I knew she was seeing it.
Often as I counsel people they begin to receive revelation. I frequently meet with people who want counsel and before they are done telling me the problem they know the answer. That’s just how the gift works in me.
So as I was talking I could tell that she knew what I was talking about. When I felt the time was right I laid my hands across her eyes and told her to see that situation. This is not guided imagery. I am not telling people to see anything. I never tell people what to do or what to see. I told her that I do not need to know what happened or what the memory was or any of that. She had a memory that Jesus wanted to heal her heart of. As soon as I told her to see whatever it was Jesus was pricking her heart about she started crying. I asked her if she sees it and she answered that she did.
I then told her to look for Jesus. The bible says that He will never leave us or forsake us. That He would be with us to the ends of the earth. That means if we are His, He is with us. When I told her to look for Jesus she started bawling uncontrollably. I prayed till the peace of God overcame her. I then asked if the memory had changed and to tell me what Jesus was doing to which she said,
“He is keeping my father from touching me.”
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I wish I could tell you that I was shocked but I wasn’t. You hear lots of statistics about girls getting touched inappropriately but when you start to see how it ruins girl’s lives the numbers take on a disturbing reality.
I was in prayer about preaching a few months ago and the Lord gave me a word of knowledge that He was going to bring healing to people who were molested.
At the end of my message I told the 150 or so youth the word of knowledge. I did not pray for a minute before there were youth sobbing all over the building. Boys and girls. I wanted to just sit down and cry but I had an altar call for that and one other thing so they could have plausible deniability and the altar was full. It seems like a majority of the girls that have relational issues that I counsel were molested. I don’t know how many of the boys.
After the girl I ministered to this week regained her composure she began to make excuses for her dad, “I just want to let you know I did not get raped or anything.” She was protecting him. How sad is that.
I wish that I could hear preachers address this in service more often. Just cut your giving message back a few minutes once a month and say something like, “Men, if you are touching your daughter inappropriately you need to repent and move out of the house until you get some professional help. Girls and boys, if you are bing molested call the police.” The fear of the Lord would come upon those who are contemplating it.
I don’t know this girl’s father, he does not attend our church. I truly don’t know what I would do I he did.
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This will either bless and challenge you, or totally puzzle you.
I had a Friday night class that centered on ministering in the power of the Holy Ghost. About 30 people came. Most between 15 and 20 years old. Some older, some younger. One night I heard the Lord tell me to have an altar call. He said that if anyone wanted a spiritual gift to come to the altar and He will give it to them. That was a new one for me. I was obedient and told the people just as I had heard it. To my amazement only one person responded.
This was a 15 year old girl who said she wanted the gift of deliverance. I told her there was no such gift but that you would need the gift of discerning of spirits for that ministry so I will pray for that. I laid hands on her and called it forth. Down she went. She got up about a half hour later and told of a complete open heavens encounter that she had. She saw angels waring with demons in a complete battle. It was long and detailed. I talked to her about never taking part in the battle and not getting involved in the warfare. The angels were there for a reason.
Over the next couple months she got all kinds of stuff. She would get visions and see things in my meetings all the time and I came to really treasure the gift. Recently I sensed a shift in the gifting in purpose and strength. I had been discipling her in this gift but Jesus has decided to take over the discipleship process. I asked her to give account of what has happened recently. I mildly edited it to conceal her details.
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It was June 17, 2007 and I was at Carl’s Friday night class at church, the last one I would attend since I was going on a mission trip to Omitted. We worshipped God, Pastor Pedro was a guest preacher, and then he asked us to come up to the front (I don’t remember for what). When I went up there, it was something different. Carl prayed for me and he didn’t say anything but “open heavens”. Then the fire of God fell on me and God, almost immediately, told me that my visions were going to be so clear from now on. Since that day, they’ve been picture clear.
A week from that day, I went on a mission trip to Omitted. Half way into the trip, while the team was in prayer and worship, God did something like I had never experienced. The song playing at the time was singing “I want to stand at your feet, drink from the cup in your hand, lay against you and breath, feel your heart beat”. That underlined part really sunk into my spirit. I asked God, “God, I want to feel your heart beat.” As soon as I said that God responded saying “I will give you more than that.” In an instant, I had a vision that I was in God’s heart. It was so real that I could tangibly feel God’s love around me. In God’s heart, I had my own room. In the room were pictures of my life hanging on the walls. The only picture that I saw was the Eiffel tower. As the vision ended, I could still feel God’s love around me and I couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear.
The next encounter was on a Wednesday night, my first Wednesday back from Omitted. At the end of the service, I went up to worship. Sometime while I was up there, I saw angels pick me up and we started soaring through this “icy tunnel”. The reason I call it this is that it was a tunnel made completely of blue ice. We soared through there straight for about 2-3 minutes and then I was back where I was in the service, worshipping. I was so shook by where I had just been that I had no words except “God, You are so amazing!” A few minutes after that, Carl came over to me and started declaring open visions over me. Immediately, I was back in that same icy tunnel. I was enjoying it so much but I was still wondering where I was going. After soaring for about a minute, the tunnel dropped me of into the throne room of God! God’s glory in the throne room was so heavy that I fell at His feet, in the throne room and at the altar, to worship Him. I stayed down there for a while after I came back into the meeting and was by consumed by the glory of God. I just started singing “Let it rain!” over and over again until I saw that rain was falling down from heaven onto the people at the altar. This rain was the Holy Spirit coming and falling on the people there with all of His glory, fire, and power.
The next Wednesday was even more spectacular. We had a worship night that day. I knelt down at the altar to worship Jesus. Then, Carl came over with a word for me from God. God told him that I have the “Bride of Christ” anointing. He said that I have this intimacy with Christ that I’m actually able to go into His wedding chamber. He told me that I’m supposed to show others this intimacy so that they can have it, too.
God made this more clear through the following experiences.
It was towards the end of a Friday night class at Carl’s house. The glory of God started falling on me and I felt a burning fire running through my whole body, especially my head. I felt angels pressing me into the ground. All of a sudden, I was in the throne room. Jesus was on the throne while myself and others were sitting around Him. Everyone was dressed in royal gowns and jewels. I asked God, “Why are we all dressed like royalty?” He answered, “Because you are all my princes and princesses.” After He said that, I noticed that we weren’t conversing in English, but in tongues. Although I didn’t understand what we were saying, my spirit seemed to and so did the people around me. The only tongues that I recognized were Carl’s, who seemed to be talking with us. God revealed to me that that is how they speak in heaven.
After a little while of being back in the natural, I laid back down again in the same spot that I was in when I went to the throne room. God took me someplace but this time it was different. Jesus and I were in a courtyard dressed as if we were from the middle ages. I was sitting on one of the benches in the middle of the courtyard (The benches, though not connected, formed a circle) and He was holding my hand sitting in front of me. We were speaking in tongues to each other but this time I got the main point of what we were saying. We were speaking terms of endearment and telling each other how much we love one another. It was very intimate and something special between me and God. Ever since that day, I’ve gone back into that place that is only for God and I when ever I worship or pray to Him.
One day, as my mom and I were driving home, my mom started yelling at me. Every word that she spoke broke my heart a little more. As tears poured down my face, I lifted my head to see a sticker on a car that said, “Relax, God’s in control.” That little sticker slightly lifted my spirit. When we got home, I ran to my room and knelt down. I started to cry again and prayed to God asking Him to take everything. I then went to our courtyard and, instead of me sitting on the bench, Jesus was and I laid my head on His lap and He poured His love on me. He was dressed in a white gown that seemed to be silk but it was softer. The white of His gown was a white that I have never seen before and it seemed to glow along with the rest of Jesus.
One or two Wednesdays after this, I was worshipping. I was telling God that I just wanted to be with Him. Right after I said that, I went back into that courtyard. When I looked at His face, I was somewhat mesmerized by His beauty. I can’t even describe to you His features because they are so distinct like no other man. His eyes shined with love. He didn’t even need to say anything yet I still knew that His love for me was immense. After, the band told us to go back to our seats, I was still dazzled by God’s radiance.
At the end of the service, after Carl preached, Carl said for the intercessors to start praying, God gave me a vision. I saw Jesus walk over and sit on the edge of the stage, facing the audience. He started to cry. I said, “God, why are You crying? I don’t like when You cry.” He said, “They can’t here me, their ears are closed to my voice.” He yelled at the youth to hear Him but they didn’t. I started to pray and ask God to open their ears to His voice. As I prayed, people’s ears started to open and they could hear Jesus’ cry to them. Jesus stopped crying and started smiling, as did I. People went up to answer the altar call.
A few minutes later, I went up to worship behind them. As I looked at a cluster of people at the altar, God started speaking to me. He told me that they didn’t know how to drink from Him so they went to find things in the world to drink from because they were thirsty. God then showed me a pool of water in an oasis. He told me again that this was His water and that people needed to drink from His water but didn’t know how. They needed to be taught how to drink from God’s Spirit and someone had to teach them. This whole time that God was speaking this to me, I was burning and, basically, being overwhelmed with the Holy Spirit. He is so amazing!
As I sat in a chair that I had been placed in by Carl while the above paragraph happened, I went back to the courtyard. There, God told me that everyone has there own place with Him, like our courtyard, which not even angels can enter. This place is intimacy with God. Everyone’s place is different. He also said that others can experience what I have experienced and to take others with me the next time He takes me to heaven. Through these encounters, I was further understanding the Bridal anointing.
The next time I went to Carl’s Friday night class, I was worshipping. Carl saw an angel pouring oil over my head. Then He saw an angel walk across the room and place something purple in my hands. Then my hands physically started to lean down and before I knew it I was on the floor. I could feel an angel breathing on me and speaking to my spirit. Even though I didn’t know what it was saying, I knew my spirit did. God said to listen to the angels because they are here to help me. Then I saw the angel put a goblet made of gold in my right hand. I asked God what I was supposed to do with it and He said pour it over people.
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It goes on but you get the idea. Exciting times!
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