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The Affilictions of the Righteous

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carl
on October 10, 2007
in Christianity, Healing, Holy Spirit, Prophesy, Revival, Salvation Story, Tongues and interpretation, ministry and visions
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We had a little move of God this past summer. We had a little outreach to some urban young folks and saw lots saved, set free and baptized in the Holy Ghost.

One girl showed up and got right (I actually blogged about it here). What I found out later was that this girl had just gotten out of a correctional institution. I still don’t know what got her there but she lost a year and a half to the place. She had gotten out that week and her younger sister brought her to the meeting.

As it turns out, she had been accepted to a Christian College and had gotten a financial needs scholarship. Now she was right with God and was really excited. She was faithful to the meetings and grew in her relationship with Jesus. As the weeks passed she began to develop an unusual maturity in the Holy Ghost. We prayed for her and laid hands declaring that she would see a move of God at her new school.

The night before she was to leave she called me and asked if I would baptize her friend before they left. Her friend had gotten out of the institution the same time and was now going to go to the school with her. She had come down to make the trip with her. I had lead her to Christ a few days earlier and wanted to be baptized before she went.

I went to her house and baptized her.  She came up out of the water filled with the Holy Ghost.  We prophesied over her, declared things of the future, broke off things of the past and watched her glow that you see on a person with a fresh filling.  I then realized that the roof was awfully close to the pool. holy ghost baptism Of course we spent the next half hour jumping off the roof into the pool. This may be the best benefit of working with young people.

All seemed well until I got a phone call a few days later. It seems they had run into a few problems. Without going into details, I later discovered this on the schools website under beliefs

Without meaning to be unfriendly or unkind to anyone, we feel it only fair to say that Pensacola Christian does not agree with the modern-day charismatic movement, and we believe that students who are a part of the modern-day tongues movement should seek their college education elsewhere as they would not be allowed to participate in or promote any charismatic activities.

That could be a problem! I am waaaaay beyond charismatic. And these girls got right with God under the anointing. They were believing God for a move of God in a place that did not believe that God moves anymore. As time went on people around them began to experience manifestations of the Holy Ghost. there were angelic visitations, sovereign deliverances, works of knowledge and prophesies through people who did not know that such things were possible and the leadership of the school was not liking it in the least.

Last week they were brought into the dean of students office and were given an opportunity to promise that they would not pray in tongues. If they did not promise then they would be expelled. To try to keep this story brief, these girls were expelled from the school three days later.

Those that know me know my intolerance for the biblical liberals who have disregarded whole chapters of the Bible by saying that the Holy Spirit ran out of power sometime around the 3rd century. But on another note, how cool would it be to have the testimonies that these girls will have?

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This is How We Do

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carl
on July 24, 2007
in Christianity, Holy Spirit, Prophesy, Revival and ministry
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I have mentioned my Friday night discipleship group. I started it because I wanted to pour into the lives of a few young men. I get a little less than 40 now.

Here is kind of a cool picture in the middle of the altar ministry last Friday.

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The Devil Hates My Appliances

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carl
on July 19, 2007
in Christianity, Doctrine, Evangelism, Healing, Holy Spirit, Preaching, Revival, ministry, prayer and salvation
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We had The Mission Tuesday night as usual. But things are never usual at an urban outreach.

I preached on living a double life and how Jesus never changes. I gave a warning about playing in the anointing and then playing in the world. I felt the need to warn the people who come and minister and then lead a double life on the outside. The Mission has become their God time break and then they leave and go back to nonsense.

Don’t fool yourself. Randomly pick 10 on fire young people in your church and visit the pictures on their MySpace page. I guarantee you you will find near pornography on many of them.

I talked about how you can probably live a mildly Christian life and make it to heaven but if you want to be part of the end time harvest it is going to cost you something. And if you throw your hat into the ring and seek the anointing of God, and turn back to the world, the devil will be waiting. Choose wisely I told them.

The conviction fell and I invited all those making the choice for Jesus to come forward for prayer. Among them was a guy I will call Jimmy.

Jimmy had come off and on. He has a (fallen) angel that visits him at night. Sometimes it tells him that he is Jesus. Other times it tells him to do really bad things. I am not making this up. about a month and a half ago he came and ran out of the house at the altar call. I later found out that the angel had told him to come to the meeting, listen to the message, and then kill me and two other guys. After the message he left because he did not want to kill us. Thank you Jesus! This guy is about 6′4″ and over 300 lbs (135 kg, 21.4 stone).

I was happy he wanted prayer . . . for a minute.

When I began to pray he almost instantly began to manifest. He began to grunt and growl. He clenched his fists and tightened his jaw and began to snarl. His eyes turned blood red and he began to stare at me as if I was a lineman on the opposing team. Apparently I had stumbled onto something.

I began to command the demon to stop manifesting and to come out of the man but it would not budge. When the manifestations would increase I would rebuke the demon and tell it that it could not put on a show. I would then command it to leave until it began to increase the manifestations again. There was a minute when the people kind of gathered around, stopped worshiping, and began to stare in wonder. Fortunately my disciple let them to begin worshiping God who is the only one who can truly deliver.

I have found that one of the keys to deliverance ministry is to establish that the enemy has no authority in the person. I normally lead the person in a confession regarding the birth, life, death, resurrection, and the second coming of Jesus. After this I tell the demon that they have no authority and that it has to leave. Sometimes confession of specific sins is required or the renouncing of sin, but you get the idea.

So I say to this guy, “Repeat after me, Jesus is alive.”

He says, “Jesus is a lie.”

Huh? Maybe I heard him wrong, “Repeat after me, Jesus is alive.”

“Jesus is a lie.”

Wow, that sounded pretty clear that time. That was a new one for me. Not exactly knowing where to go from here I say, “Say - Jesus - IS - ALIIIIVVVEE.”

“Jesus … IS … A … LIIIIIEEEE.”

Hmmm. I was a communication major in college so I can make a sentence more than one way. You want to play games? I can play games.

“Say, Jesus lives.” HAH! Try to mess that one up! Got you devil!

He looks me dead in the eyes and says,

“I am alive.”

Wow! Wasn’t expecting that one. We are now on uncharted territory for Carl Thomas Ministries (if there were such a thing). I pulled the ole ace in the hole and the devil trumped me with a joker. But now I was stuck. This thing was like engaging a pitbull. You can’t just attack it for a minute or two and then walk away. One of you is going down. And every time this thing would manifest this spirit of fear would try to jump on me. And I knew if I let it take root that this guy would split my head open.

And I really did not want that to happen. I like my head just like it is.

So I decided that since Jimmy asked for ministry, that was all the authority I needed. I grabbed this guys head with both hands and began to command every demon in his life to leave. I normally don’t use that language because it is not necessary. I normally just declare freedom and the devil has to leave. But we were way beyond niceties.

I told the devil to get out of him and leave in the name of Jesus. Then Jimmy began to cough so hard I though I might see his liver. You might not believe this next part but I then saw all these demons standing around looking kind of bewildered like, “What happened?” It was almost funny.

I had someone open the front door and I told them, “Get out!”

Needless to say a real soberness came over the prayer time and several others were delivered that night.

The devil truly is defeated and has no authority in the believer. We can all agree with that, right? But does he have authority in my appliances?

The next day my washing machine completely died. It seems every time I have some sort of spiritual breakthrough, something breaks in my house. Once I had a really seasoned minister who has been mightily used in revival come to dinner. The garbage disposal decided to die as they showed up. I have lost my microwave in these times, my refrigerator, my car has broken down as has my van and various plumbing issues. These regularly happen when I see these types of things. This all leads me to believe that the devil does not mind me so much but he hats my appliances.

Coincidence? Maybe so. But it is annoying none the less.

Remember that old Steve Martin movie, The Jerk? “He hates these cans!”

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The Toronto Outpouring - My Experience

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carl
on July 18, 2007
in Christianity, Doctrine, Healing, Holy Spirit, Jesus, Prophesy, Prophetic, Revival, The Goofy Church and ministry
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I have told this story lots of times but have never set it to paper.

When I got saved, I really got saved. I was in my late 20s and had live a pretty wicked life. I had gotten out of the military a few years earlier and was in college. I went into a Charismatic church, got set free from the devil, and never looked back.

Within a year I was part of a rogue deliverance/healing ministry and saw all kinds of signs and wonders. We prayed for people all over the place and saw miracles in pizza places, hospitals, living rooms, and anywhere else you find people. I distinctly remember casting the devil out of a homeless man in the doorway to Winn Dixie before buying Swiss Cake Rolls to break a fast. (Oh the college years)

Within two years of getting free I was part of church plant team sent to south Florida. I was beginning to move in the prophetic in general and had a pretty keen word of knowledge. The church I helped plant was not a very healthy one but I was young in the Lord and I did not know any better. There was lots of judgment. I thought that was part of leadership. Maybe the leaders need to know the struggles of the people but this was something else. The church leadership I was a part of would gossip about people. If anyone left the church, all their dirty secrets would be laundered in an effort to discredit them and their criticism of the church.

Because of my critical spirit, almost all the prophetic words I got were filled with judgment. I spoke lots of words about repentance, sin issues, pride and rebellion.

As time went on our church became friendly with a man who lived in town who had spoken at Toronto. My pastor went there and got really blown away. Though he was not completely sold on what was going on, he knew God was in it somehow.

Several months later, Jeremy & Connie Sinnott, who were worship leaders at Toronto, were coming to a church in South Florida for what was billed as a worship conference. The congregation was odd to me but the presence of God was there and so I worshiped. On the second day of the conference, Jeremy and Connie were praying for some people so I was waiting for Jeremy (because I was a man and only men could minister to me). Eventually someone said to me that I should have Connie pray for me because she has a real anointing.

I went to her and she ministered to me what I now know to be the Father’s love. She spoke some words, laid hands on my chest, and I literally began to feel hot liquid flow into my heart. I could only cry. When she was done I could not even talk. I told someone that it felt like my heart was being circumcised. Strange indeed.

After that weekend a work of grace began to develop in my life. The hard prophesies began to be softened and I began to flow in a compassion I had never experienced before. When someone came to me for counsel, no longer was my first impression to find a reason to blame them for their problems. Before, no matter what you were going through I could always find a way to make it your fault. That was not the initial response after that.

So this love of God began to swell my heart but I had this problem. I had this word of knowledge that I seemingly could not control. I could look at people and see the sin in their lives. I only had to listen to someone for a minute before I could clearly see all their moral transgressions. This made it almost impossible to have meaningful relationships. All I could see was people’s sins. They would tell me they were fine but I knew better and I wanted to rebuke people so badly.

I now had this issue. I knew the love of God but I was getting all this dirt on people and I was in the leadership of a church that was constantly bringing accusation against everybody. There was no issue that could not be solved with a rebuke.

As an example. When my son was born he had a slight problem keeping down food that caused him to be hospitalized. It turned out to be minor but they had a hard time diagnosing it and he was quite ill. In the midst of this hard time I went to my pastor and told him that I was having a hard time and that I was being tempted with lust. While my son was dieing in the hospital he said to me,

“You know that this sin is the reason your son is in the hospital right?”

Blech! I have to spit that out every now and then. I cannot believe I thought that was godly counsel. (If that man is reading this please repent. If you go to his church, RUN!)

So I had this revelation of the love of God in conflict with what I was receiving and how I saw Him ministered. In the midst of this conflict, I took a pilgrimage to Toronto.

At first, I was really disappointed. The services were quite tame. The ushers did not let people remain in the isles during the preaching and most extravagant behavior was stopped. This was not the kennel I was told it would be.

There were lots of great sessions with great speakers but as I look back God did two things. The first was I got a revelation that I am exactly how God created me to be (this is a major post in itself so I won’t go into it). The second was almost as impactful as my time with the Sinnots.

In the middle of one session John Sanford said, “Just because you have access to the spirit realm does not mean you can go snooping around in everybody’s life. If they have not asked for your ministry, stay out of their business.” This is not a direct quote but pretty close. John then talked about how you can read people by staring at them long enough and how people today call that prophesy but it is not. It is soulish and does not glorify God. His wife Paula talked about walking into a room and picking up the burdens of every person in the room and that she had to learn to not allow that to happen. She had to reject that natural reaction.

This was revelation to me! Just as the ministry of the Sinnots revolutionized my relationship with God, this one little teaching revolutionized my ministry. After that time, when I would start getting accusations against a person I would have to tell myself that I am not going there.

God began to use me in genuine prophetic revelation. That is revelation minus the anger. Since the church could not bring accusation against me regarding my personality they began to tell me that I did not have a prophetic gift and that I was an evangelist so I should only bring prophetic words to the lost. And it just got goofier from there. Eventually the God I knew conflicted with the church I was attending and it was time to go (can you say deliverance?).

In the past few years I have had people tell me that I am one of the nicest people that they know. And I have people call me saying that I always have a word of encouragement. This is a miracle! I was genuinely changed by a few encounters. Now I have read books by lots of the people in this movement and have listened to lots of teaching series and watched lots of conferences online but these two moments were landmarks in my walk.

So when I hear people say that Toronto was a counterfeit move or that it was really the devil I quietly pray that the Lord forgives them. It really is a frightful thing to call the Holy Ghost a demon. Not an area that I would tread.

Were there things in Toronto that were off? Aren’t there in your church? Aren’t there in your ministry? Could you testify that every single person that has ever heard your teaching will respond in a biblically sound manor will produce good fruit? If your church sees a couple hundred people a year how many of them are fruitcakes that you could not help or would not be helped? Imagine if that number was a half million that came through. Give a little grace.

In the end, I know that God was in that place. They have since ended the nightly meetings and the crowds have disbanded but there are congregations all over the world that were birthed in a move of the Father’s love the same way I was.

update:  this post was in response to a post by Michael at Charismatica.

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The Mission

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carl
on July 17, 2007
in Christianity, Doctrine, Faith, Holy Spirit, Jesus, Missions, Preaching, Prophesy, Revival, Salvation Story, ministry, salvation and visions
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This post is one part testimony, two part prayer request.

I have done lots of posts about a Tuesday night outreach I have been leading. last week a lady from my church wanted to come and see what was happening. She later confessed to me that t one point she was actually scared for her safety. I shouted Halleuijah! That means we are attracting exactly the crowd we feel called to reach. The young urban knuckle heads.

Last week we had almost 40 people in a living room and man did it get hot! I was there worshiping when the Holy Ghost said, “Why don’t you take off your shirt?” Mind you, I had on a t-shirt underneath, but I was thinking, “I am about to preach.” Thankfully it was a new shirt because I preached the Gospel that night in a wife beater to a group of young men who find that suitable attire.

Among the (many) people flopping around on the floor was a Mormon girl who missed her flight back to Arizona because of a traffic jam on the way to the airport. One guy who got saved was the roommate of a crack dealer that has been coming (we believe that this dealer is the gateway to nothing short of a revival so please pray for his deliverance and salvation).

This Saturday we are going to have a big blowout with performances and almost a real service. We are expecting over 100 to show up. Here are the flyers: (click them for a larger view)

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Would you please pray for the lost to be saved? We have gone into every hood we can find inviting people. We really need the grace of God in this thing and are hoping for a real move of God. This is not going to be some Billy Graham crusade. We are praying for the supernatural to manifest. We want miracles, signs and wonders. This generation has heard the Gospel but has never experienced the full Gospel. It is my goal to make that an unavoidable fact.

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Camp Testimony

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carl
on July 13, 2007
in Christianity, Holy Spirit, Salvation Story, ministry and salvation
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I have some really neat testimonies from camp but I just got this one from one of the guys in my dorm. I had mostly older guys. Of the 16 with me half were over 18. Every morning we were supposed to have devotions. I did the bible study thing on Tuesday. Wednesday morning I just decided to invite the Holy Ghost to come and visit.

Some of the guys got really blasted. After devotions they are supposed to go to a morning class. Imagine you are teaching about 300 youth and a handful come in drunk in the Holy Ghost. I was not winning any popularity contests.

Anyway… in that little time of devotion there was a kid that grew up in church but got laid out under the power of God. At the end I asked him, “What happened to you?” He kind of slurred, “I don’t know.”

I got this today on myspace. He put it out as a bulletin to all his friends.

note:the mission is an outreach I am having on the 21st.

Hey friends, I’ve got a bit of a delemma facing me and I could use your help, becuase well, it actually involves all of you (some more than others). As recently as last month I had been consumed with a feeling of inadequacy, defeat, weakness, and heartache. This actually began close the beginning of this year. My world seemed to be catapaulted into a downward spiral and it seemed there would be no way out. See, lets go back into my childhood, I grew up in the church in which I was instilled a joyful pleasure of live and God’s endless wonders.

This jubilee endured into my highschool years but seemed to fade when I fanally encoutered my, “get real” phase. I began to doubt my very importance of a human being. I had veered awry from the ways of God which in turn left me broken hearted and my soul in peices. I quickly resorted to a suicide attempt by consuming 22 500 mg (extra strength) Tylenol pills and about 10 Advil headache relief pills. All that came of this was a sharp pain at my side and a 2 day trip to the hospital. I easily thwrated any thought of suicide to my parents and the doctors (including a hostpital shrink). So I thusly contunued my life vowing not to attempt this again knowing it would send me straight to the firey abyss (’hell,’ excuse my colorful analogys). I then proceeded to do uncharacteristic things such as run from home seeking sanctuary. I would call to God and often hearing nothing through my clouded skies.

I recalled in scripture that God was with the broken hearted and I felt abandoned. I did, though, become happy for a season (a week, tops) but that immediatly fell as I again turned my back to God so his wrath continued to wreak havoc on my life. His wrath being the disconfort of being without comfort. I proceeded to condem his very existance and continued my selfish behavior. I later realized my mistakes and asked for forgivness but I was still drowning in this depression. I still, though, felt alone. My face had not been caught at church only very early on Sundays. I was without friends, those who could understand my torment. My only lament, my brother shows his lack of compassion towards only me. My mother exausted of my behavior.

Those friends of the world, whose words fell flat when they attempted to comfort me. I felt a great distain of everything of this world. Even when I fell to it’s temptations I would rebuke its existance. I pleaded to God to take me from this Earth. I felt a sense of worthlesness to even this world. Suddenly a grand opportunity arrose. An opportunity to get out of this box and away to seek solitude. Even though I had become distant from my friends at my church there was still a strong sense of familiarity and comfort.

One week in Lake Whales, Florida changed my life. For the first time I felt a sense of right and my abilitly to overcome and identify wrong. I felt the doors of my heart oven once again to be filled of Gods Earthly encarnation the Holy Spirit.

Though I still sometimes show scars of this hurting, now, in my spirit I am not thirsty, or hungry or ever will be again, but I still ache. My friends, I love you all the same. But I hurt for those living in sin and succumbing to temtation. The world accepts casual sex and achohol and drugs. Even worse some of you say you know the word of God and truth be told perhaps you truly do. But what is confusing to me is that you choose to deny Christ to follow the world.

With your lifestyle you make a statement to God sitting in his throne that you accept eternal damnation apposed to eternal life in heaven. I weep at the image of my friends of the world being torn apart in the abyss, all for a brief stint of pleasure on this Earth. Even if you feel no conviction or feel indifferent to this, I ask you as a friend, hey, what are you doing the 21st of this month, if your free let me know, I know an event that won’t make you feel awkward and I promise a great time. And if you can’t attend the 21st still let me know if your interested becuase there’s stuff going every Tuesday and Wensday.

I promise you, you won’t regret it and it’s not like ill drop you off and then leave you alone there. Seriously just give me one shot to show you the truth of what real joy looks like. And for those of you who really want to see me drunk, like wasted for real, this is the place for you. Oh, by the way this is actually Rich not some like chain letter. So give it a shot, I’ll give you a ride if you need one.

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Tuesday Outreach Recap

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carl
on June 14, 2007
in Holy Spirit, Home Church, Missions, Preaching, Prophesy, Revival, Salvation Story, Tongues, ministry, prayer and salvation
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In line with my decision to blog about all things mundane Acts 19:11, I had a fun time at The Mission, the outreach we are doing on Tuesday nights.

I worte in earlier posts about some young men that got right and are now doing some spirit filled hip hop.  Well I am leading their home group as a missions base.  Each week they try to get as many friends from their former life to come to a group we hold on their back porch.

The group starts at 10 p.m. and I leave around midnight.  In those two hours anything can happen.

Last night we had over 20 folks there with about four who had never steped into a church in their lives.  I preached on sanctification through the power of the Holy Ghost.  Some real Keswick type doctrine (I am pentecostal you know).  Then I had ministry time.  This is when it gets fun.

Last week I cast the vision for the group.  At the end, I said that everyone who was there was going to receive power to reach their lost friends and a burden for the lost.  I told them that I was not going to have an altar call.  The fact that they were there meant that they were in.  If they did not want God to use them to reach the lost for His glory then they would have to leave.  One girl did.  I saw her through the sliding glass door a little later crying.  Appearantly she was trying to get out of the house but she couldn’t.  The Holy Ghost would not let her.

She said, "I kept saying, ‘I gotta get out of here.  I gotta get out of here’ but I couldn’t."  She showed up back on the porch weeping.  She recommitted her life to Jesus, received deliverance and the Baptism in the Holy Ghost.  Needless to say, she showed up back this week.

This week all the lost confessed their need for salvation and many were touched.  To make a long story short, I left at midnight.  I wanted to leave before the police shoed up.  There were a half dozen young men rolling around on patio laughing and yelling under the power of the Holy Ghost.  We could not get then to quiet down.  The mother of the young men came out to try to get them quiet.  Her nine year old son followed.  We prayed for him and he hit the ground praying in tongues for the first time.

As Bill Johnson would say :Good stuff.

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Funeral for a Lost Person Delivered to Lost People

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carl
on June 12, 2007
in Funeral and ministry
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Last week I wrote a post about a funeral I had to do for a woman who was lost and her family was lost. It was my first funeral and this is not exactly how I wanted to start this part of my ministry career.

Anyway, for those who may search for a sermon to preach when the deceased and the family are not born again I am going to post this.

Please note that the first two points of this sermon were based on a funeral sermon that I found on an online sermon site that I cannot remember the specifics of.

I had every intention of having an altar call at the end but when I got close if felt like it would have been really out of place. Instead I talked about God’s desire to have relationship with the people and that He made a way by the sacrifice of Jesus. I prayed at the end that those in attendance would receive the comfort, hope, and salvation afforded through giving one’s life to Jesus.

Prelude - music
Greetings / Welcome - Rev. Carl Thomas
Invocation / Prayer - Rev. Carl Thomas
Poem from Funeral Announcement – Read by family member
Reading of the Obituary - Rev. Carl Thomas.
Song – played by son
Eulogy – Son and family
Recollections by Family and Friends
Message - Rev. Carl Thomas
Closing Prayer - Rev. Carl Thomas Continue reading ‘Funeral for a Lost Person Delivered to Lost People’

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Youth Service Engulfed by Angelic Activity

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carl
on June 12, 2007
in Angels, Carl's Writings, Healing, Holy Spirit, Prophetic, Tongues and interpretation, ministry and visions
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Of the ten people who read this blog and leave comments, nine have greater ministries than I do. I of course am the tenth reader. Because of this, I have not written about the things I see in ministry that are supposed to be part of the average Christian life.

I have been convicted about that and will write more about the mundane things that I see regarding healings, visions, dreams, tongues and interpretation, angelic encounters and all things prophetic.

Some day someone may google, “Youth service engulfed by angelic activity” wanting to know if that has happened to anyone else and if I don’t write about it, who will?

So here is the first.

I had a word of knowledge in the middle of my friday night meeting that the Lord was releasing angels in the room. After the meeting a guy got off the floor and told me that right as I was saying that he saw a flood of angels. Right after that the room kind of exploded. It was as if the youth service was engulfed in angelic activity.

Great meeting.

btw. . . I also do search engine marketing and I can’t wait to see how long it will take to get this post to number one in google for “Youth service engulfed by angelic activity.”

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What’s The Point?

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carl
on April 18, 2007
in Christianity, Doctrine, Holy Spirit, Revival, holiness, ministry, salvation and visions
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The three or four of you who have followed this blog know that I gave up trying to be a popular blog guy a long time ago. I post what God has been speaking to me. Well, here is what He has been talking to be about.

What is the point of your life? Reader, I am not asking you. I am telling you that is what God has been asking me.

We preach about eternity all the time but we live for the moment. We don’t really believe that life is a vapor. We worry about retirement as much as the world does. We worry about our reputations and are scared to startle the authorities in our lives with radical ideas.

Last week God began opening a ministry call to me. At first I could not get it out of my mind. I knew that God was in it. I was so excited what He would do. I knew that I would have to birth it in prayer but I was ready to commit my life to it. In the next couple days, I began to realize friction that it may cause.

That’s a real diplomatic way of saying that I was scared of the repercussions. I am worried what the leadership of my church would say. They have been inferring a very different direction for my ministry. One that I never bought into. I am worried what the people who hole my ministry credentials will say. Because of relationships involved, I would have to meet with them. And this has eaten at not only my excitement, it has taken a toll on my faith on what God would have me do. But God is sovereign.

I was listening to a sermon by Heidi Baker the last two days that stirred me. Then, while working on one of my other websites, I watched the video that is at the end of this post. Then it hit me.

Galatians 2:20 (Listen)

I have been crucified with Christ. It is no longer I who live, but Christ who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave himself for me.

I was no more a slave of God than the lost. I was no more His servant than those who mocked Him in the flesh. I was more worried about my reputation and comfort than I was for the people that He died to save.

I was in a spiritually abusive church for a while and allowed the controlling spirit channeled by the leader to begin to kill the prophetic word in me. Right before my final meeting with the leadership I swore to God that I would never again allow the gift of God in me to bow to a man again.

And yet I almost did it. But the man I was forcing the gift to bow to was myself. Unclean man that I am.

This may sound melodramatic but I am convicted and heartbroken. Convicted because I was sure I was more sold out to Jesus than that. Heartbroken because there are tens of thousands of people going to hell all around me and I am not giving my life to the cause that my Savior died for.

I do not plan to turn over any tables in the temple but I do plan to follow God. I invite you to come with me.

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The Bapitsm in the Holy Ghost

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carl
on March 15, 2007
in Christianity, Holy Spirit, Prophesy, Revival, Salvation Story, Tongues, Youth Ministry, holiness, ministry and salvation
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I really try to be nice to visitors. I try to think what it must have taken for one of my youth to get one of their secular school friends to come to church with them in the middle of the week. I went through elementary, high school, a stint and a half in the military, and half of college a heathen so I don’t know first hand what it takes for a ninth grader to witness in school but I remember what the peer pressure felt like so I really admire the work the kids are doing in bringing their friends.

We ran some numbers and in the last year we have gone from getting anywhere from 60 - 80 kids on Wednesday nights to averaging 125 now. We have baptized 26 so far this year alone. This leads to the point of this post.

Have you ever ministered to someone and at the end still could not tell if anything was accomplished? I trust that God is faithful to complete the work he began but sometimes I want a little evidence of the work of God.

We have all lead someone in a prayer of salvation and at the end were still not convinced that the person was saved. That’s right! I said it. And let me go one step further. I have seen to many outreaches that came back with a stack of decision cards but not a single convert.

I was in a church that had a month long city crusade that claimed something like 4,000 “decisions for Christ.” Not a single person got baptized from that crusade. What does that tell us? Nothing really. But if 3,000 people got joined to the church and got baptized in the next six weeks, we would call that revival.

So back to the visitors.

One of the young girls that I am discipling brought a girl last night. This girl has a Aimee Semple McPherson call on her life and is on fire for God.  Now like I said, life is hard enough for these kids so I try not to freak out the kids that they bring.  But sometimes the Holy Ghost is not as concerned about people freaking out.

Right in the middle of worship I got this burning buzzing prophet thing that came over me and I knew it was for this girl.  I asked her if she ever felt the presence of God (if you have never asked this question, just take the bewildered look as a no).  I promised her that by the end of worship that she would.

During the last song I went and laid hands on her head and the Glory of God began to be poured out on her.  Almost instantly she began sobbing.  To make a long story short I told here she was a hellbound sinner in need of a Savior.  She received Him and tried to describe to me the deliverance and salvation she had just experienced to no avail.

After service she answered the altar call (which was just a formality at this point) along with another visitor girl.  At the altar last night was that forceful fall in the spirit anointing.  It looked like people were getting “struck” by the Holy ghost instead of a gentle breeze.  You know what I am talking about.

I get to visitor girl #1.  Now this is the first time she has ever been to church.  She endured a hundred kids singing to God while some guy was casting the devil out of her.  She heard a message on the attack of the enemy, now she is standing in front of a stage and kids are falling all around her.  I don’t know that I would not have left.  I prayed fer her.  She went down.  She stayed down.

Now I get to visitor girl #2.  This is also the first time she ever went to church but the girl who brought her is not exactly a red hot ember.  I get up to them and immediately the both of them begin bawling uncontrollably.  It was really something.

I lead visitor #2 in the sinners prayer and began to pray for her and it was like heaven was opened above her.  She did that falling thing where people try to reach out to grab something to keep them from falling but they are already halfway down.  (That one always gives me a chuckle.  Its like they are looking for the guardrail or something.)

To keep another long story short, while #2 was on the ground twitching I had to cast the devil out of her friend.   After which I asked her, “How do you feel now?”  to which she said, “REALLY REALLY GOOD!”  (I call it sweet deliverance)

After a while her friend got up a little dazed.  I told her that now she needs power to live for God. And here is the point of this whole post.

Immediately she got baptized in the Holy Ghost and began to pray in tongues.  No doubt what happened to that girl that night.  One more added to the Kingdom.

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A Little Here, A Little There

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carl
on January 7, 2007
in Christianity, Holy Spirit, Prophesy, Revival, Tongues, Youth Ministry, ministry and visions
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Bear with me on this one . . .

Back in May I had a meeting with some youth. The Holy Ghost fell in the room and one of the youth I have been chasing after got impacted. I blogged about it in the post “God Loves the Youth.” Here is an excerpt,

There was a kid that I had been harassing to come to my group because I felt God was drawing him but he was avoiding me. Finally he could not avoid it and came. When the Holy Ghost descended he began to bawl. He wound up on the ground coughing up devils and got off the floor praying in tongues and running around the room. He said that when I told everyone to repent of their sins he saw a black cloud in the room and that as I began to pray it escaped through the cracks in the doors and windows. Wish that happened to me at 13!

So this kid had some stuff to walk out. He was the youngest of three brothers. He was very concerned how he was going to live after this. He was supposed to be at a part the next day that was going to have drugs. His other brothers were the leaders of a gang.

They had an affinity for two girls in our church so they would come high to the youth service from time to time. They were trouble makers and over 18 but for some reason we let them hang around.

This young man became faithful to my small group and I began to disciple him. At the end of every meeting he would conclude with a prayer request for the salvation of his brothers. Six months earlier I prophesied over his oldest brother right in the middle of a service that God said, “Peek-a-boo! I see you! You are running from me but the earth is round.” (He later told me that he was so mad at me that he wanted to have me jumped)

Two months after the boy got saved I preached the most anointed evangelistic message I ever preached. The whole rotten crew was there. Conviction began to stir in their hearts. The next week they went to youth camp and got saved. But they had a problem. The older brothers were two thirds of a rap group that were about to be signed but they did not want to do hard core rap any longer. They turned down the offers and went back to the lab.

In the meantime the oldest brother replaced the youngest in mentorship. I really began to pour into him and he started to bring people to my meetings. Three weeks ago I thought it was just going to be he and I in my meeting so I put together a lesson plan on deliverance ministry. By the end of worship there were eight kids that came. Half of which were away from God.

The Glory of God fell in that room and every kid that was away from God got saved and baptized in the Holy Ghost. This has happened to almost the entire crew they used to hang with. They are on fire! The oldest one said to me,

I want to preach. But when I preach, I don’t just want to preach with words.

I said, Amen! And I am sure he will.

Anyway, there is lots more to the story but I will end there. They just gave me a copy of some of the songs they have made since getting right with God. Listen and enjoy.

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