CROSS COUNTRY NEWS
WHAT'S HAPPENING ON THE ROAD FOR JESUS WITH THE ROWES
Nov 1999-Mar 2000_______
Hallelujah! Praise the Wonderful Name of our Lord Jesus Christ!
Greetings, my dear Brothers and Sisters in our Lord Jesus Christ! Grace and Peace to you all in the Name of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus CHRIST!
Well, I suppose it is
time to give you all an update as to what has been happening with us. As you
know, I have been recuperating from a broken leg, so my cross carrying adventures
have been halted for a season.
Of course, that doesn't mean that I have not been about our Lord's business. We have been in Northern Minnesota for the last five months, and I have been having a wonderful time of study in the Word of God!
Naturally, I pass out tracts wherever I go, and try to engage whoever I meet in conversations about Jesus, but I must admit that being limited as far as mobility is concerned has really made me feel like a fish out of water.
I have been blessed to
have the privilege of working with pastor Tim Treat of "River of God Full
Gospel Church", and he has really been gracious to me in letting me preach
in his church every third Sunday or so, and also allowing me to teach Wednesday
night Bible Studies.
This church is one of the few up here which has members who really have a desire to see others saved.
The Wednesday night Bible studies have been geared toward evangelism, and 2 Chron. 7:14.
Chr 7:14 14 If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land. (KJV)
You really can't have one without the other!
I have also been privileged to share at a few other churches in the area, but I must tell you this sure isn't the Bible Belt! Nonetheless, Jesus is still Lord!
The people up here in the frigid North haven't for the most part realized their need for a Saviour. Pride is a great barrier to many here. It seems like people are more concerned with how many cords of wood they are able to put out in a day or how hard they can party, or how "good" they are than they are with the well being of their own souls. But I have a place in my heart for these people, my old friends, my homeland.
Plus, many churches up here are nothing more than social clubs, with nothing more to offer than dead religion. Most Christians up here could care less about the lost souls they encounter on a day to day basis. There is a Scandinavian stoicism and reserve that needs to be overcome so that the Church can be what the Lord intended for the Church to be. The walls need to come down, and the compassion of the Lord Jesus Christ needs to shine forth through His people. I shudder to think of the multitudes who have died without Jesus up here, and who are now burning in hell because the church has failed her duty in GOING and PREACHING the gospel.
PLEASE PRAY THAT GOD WOULD POUR OUT HIS MERCY ON THIS NORTHLAND, AND THAT THOSE WHO HAVE NOT YET KNOWN HIM WOULD UNDERSTAND THEIR NEED FOR HIM.
Because of the apathy up here on the part of the church at large, and in the non-Christians in general, I was deeply longing for opportunities to minister on the streets.
WONDERFUL JESUS! HE OPENED UP THE WAY FOR ME TO MINISTER IN NEW ORLEANS AT MARDI GRAS!
Brian O'Connell and Brian Chamberlin and family had set up camp behind Celebration church a week or two before I got there this year. Mike Siemer and Richard Martin and their families, as well as Suzanne and King Edward and Brother Mel Paul were also there when I arrived on Friday Morning. It was good to see my fellow soldiers once again, and to be in the electric atmosphere of intense spiritual warfare once again.
PRAISE THE LORD WHO STRENGTHENS US!
God is so good. As usual, hundreds of soldiers gathered at a huge praise rally at Victory Fellowship on Airline Highway Friday afternoon. As we were there, I was beginning to wonder about the wisdom of me coming all the way down there with my leg still in the process of healing. I could walk on it now, but the going was slow, and if I was on it for a prolonged period of time, it would get sore.
I was feeling the effects of being on it there while we were praising the Lord, and wondering, "Lord, what good am I going to be here?" Pastor Frank Bailey preached a wonderful word, and then a altar call was made for whoever needed it. Well, I thought I would go forward to have them pray for my leg, but by the time I got there, there was no one to pray for me!
I asked brother Adam Glazener to pray, and Brian O'Connell and Richard Martin joined him, and they prayed for my leg. As they finished, I was just basking in the Lord, and I noticed this brother that was looking intently at me. I asked him if he needed anything, and he told me that he needed prayer.
Now, in the natural way of looking at things, this guy should have approached Brian or Richard, because they were the ones who were ministering to me, and I was on the receiving end. But this guy had focused on me. I asked him what he needed prayer for, and he said that he came here to do outreach, but he didn't feel the presence of the Lord in his life, and he didn't feel like he was prepared to go out on the streets. He told us that he had just completed a 21 day fast, and he had done this and that, in preparation for this outreach, but felt like there was NOTHING happening in his life. The Lord prompted me to share out of Hebrews 4, concerning entering into His Rest.
As we ministered words of life to this wounded and discouraged brother, we saw his countenance change, and saw him attain the victory and the encouragement that he needed. GLORY! HE TOLD ME THAT THE WORDS I SPOKE TO HIM WERE SPOKEN RIGHT FROM GOD TO HIM, AND CONFIRMATION OF THINGS THAT HAD BEEN TOLD HIM EARLIER.
Then my precious Father let me know that there was plenty I could do there, if I just rested in Him and let Him work through me. I praised Him for the encouragement He had given me through this brother who so desperately needed someone to minister to Him. After that, I did not wonder about whether or not I would be of any use there. Truly, many wonderful things happened each night on the streets.
I didn't go out during the day, but every night I hit the streets with my brothers and sisters. The first night I went out with no crutches or cane. That was a real mistake. We had to walk a long way, and my leg wasn't up to it. But I made it through the night, a little wiser, and resolved to take a cane with me the next time.
A NEW FORM OF EVANGELISM
O.K., anyone who has known me for any length of time will testify that sometimes I get a little bit on the CRAZY side when it comes to evangelism. If the Lord prompts me to do something that might be viewed as a little strange, I will do it, because He led me to do it. He wants us to die to self and do whatever it takes to lift up His Name.
Well, as you know, I generally minister on the streets of Mardi Gras and elsewhere with a cross. With my leg still in the healing process, I couldn't carry my cross, but I decided I could make a banner or something and carry it in the crowds.
Suzanne and Brian Chamberlin came with me to Wal-Mart on Saturday to help me decide on the banner we could make. We found a table cloth and stuff to go with it, paint, and every thing else, and on our way to the check out stand, we passed by some toilet seats. Brian made a passing comment about taking a toilet seat and putting a mirror in it and show them what it will be like later on that night when they are hugging the commode!
Man! I said YEAH! And just ran with the idea! We chose a nice toilet seat with embroidered flowers on the cover. I had Suzanne paint "WITH JESUS, YOU'RE FACING HEAVEN" on the cover. I would stand there in the crowd with the toilet seat hanging on a rope around my neck, and just wait until a partier would stumble by and notice the seat. Then I would say, "check out the lid, man!" and open the seat. On the inside of the lid, Suzanne had written "Without Jesus, you're facing the flames of Hell!" Then their eyes would see the seat, which had flames painted around the opening, and in the opening, there was a mirror. So people would see their faces surrounded by flames in the toilet seat.
O.K., I know you are thinking I have really flipped out by now, but it was perfect for the situation! So many doors were opened for me to witness to lots of people because of that door opener. It was so Mardi Gras…everyone walking around with their beads around their necks and me with this toilet seat hanging around my neck. I got to pray with several people to receive Jesus because of that door opener, and for those who did not receive Jesus, before they left, I said, "Hey, tonight when you are hugging the commode, you remember this!" I am sure that many did!
One reveller said, "But why the toilet seat, man?" I told him "because it shows you that you're just flushing your life away by partaking in filth like this!" He told me I had a good point. The only draw back is I will probably be remembered as the "Jesus guy with the toilet seat from Hell! " Well, it was a GREAT tool, nonetheless. I carried the toilet seat with me for two nights, and was busy witnessing almost constantly each night. JESUS IS LORD!
The first night out, as we were walking back to the van at 3:00 in the morning, I used the toilet seat on a reveller on a side street. I witnessed to him briefly, gave him a tract, and started walking away, when I was stopped by another person. He asked me if he could use my mirror. I said sure, and held the toilet seat for him while he adjusted his contact…He said that he had been trying to get a mirror for quite a while, because the contact had been messed up somehow…anyway he took about two minutes to get it adjusted. He was very thankful for my toilet seat!
HOMOSEXUAL LOOSED FROM DEMONIC BONDAGE.
The third night out, Suzanne hung back with me while we were headed to Bourbon Street. I was pretty slow at walking, and all the other soldiers were well ahead of me, rushing into battle, so Suzanne was considerate enough to walk with me (Not that the others weren't considerate…they were just anxious for the battle).
Anyway, as we were crossing Rampart, a black man came up to us. He was more than drunk. Suzanne tried to witness to him, but he wasn't there. I was led of the Lord to take authority of the demons that had this man bound, and forbade them to torment him any longer. He just looked at me, and I told him we loved him and wanted to see him set free. The light changed, and he walked toward a bar, and Suzanne and I continued on our way.
Remember, the going was really slow for us with my leg, and so it took a little bit of time for us to walk about a block and a half, at which time we heard this wonderful voice singing "This is the day, This is the day that the Lord has made…" at first it was in the distance, but it was LOUD. We soon knew it was getting closer to us, and we looked back, and saw that man we had met on Rampart, coming toward us, just singing away.
We looked at each other, and when he caught up to us, we just started to sing with him. He did beautifully, switching to "What A Mighty God We Serve", and then to "Awesome God", and a whole repertoire of praise and worship songs. We stopped outside a bar, and the bouncers were standing there, not really knowing what to do, as this loud Barritone voice reverberated in the street and into the bar. He sang a few songs for us, and then said that he had to go. Suzanne felt led to invite him to come with us. He told us that he had to go visit his daughter.
We compelled him to come with us, and as we were continuing on our journey to Bourbon Street, I felt led to stop and sing Victory In Jesus to him. I didn't get to the Chorus, when he stopped me. He said, "Man, I love Jesus, but I have this sin that I can't let go of." I told him he must. I said a person cannot serve two masters. As he stood there, suddenly this big man broke down and started to cry. He said "It's Homosexuality, and I can't get free!"
Immediately Suzanne and I exercised the authority Jesus had given us, and we bound this unclean spirit. This man began shaking and bowing down under the mighty Hand of God. We saw him being delivered from this spirit of lust that had him bound. Soon, he stood up, and we could see his countenance had changed. He looked at us, and even his speech was different. "I have been delivered!" he proclaimed.
Suzanne and I and this man stood there on the street, rejoicing in the Lord. I finished singing "Victory in Jesus", and then I perceived that we were not done. I took authority over the spirit of fear and rejection that had attached itself to this man, and again, he bowed to the ground under the Mighty Hand of the Lord. This time, he got up truly delivered. Suzanne ministered to him a bit, instructing him as to the importance of resisting the devil and the manifold temptations he would be faced with. It was a wonderful thing to behold! The Name of Jesus is so POWERFUL!
MANY PEOPLE HAVE BOUGHT THE LIE THAT HOMOSEXUALITY IS A GENETIC THING…THIS EXPERIENCE AND MANY OTHERS LIKE IT SHOWS THAT IT IS A SIN THING THAT MANY NEED TO REPENT OF AND BE DELIVERED FROM. PRAISE THE LORD FOR HIS MERCY AND GRACE, WHICH CAN DELIVER ANY PERSON FROM ANY SIN THAT MAY HAVE THEM BOUND. PLEASE PRAY FOR THIS MAN, LARRY, THAT THE LORD WOULD STRENGTHEN HIM AND BRING HIM INTO FELLOWSHIP WITH A BODY OF CARING BELIEVERS WHO WOULD HELP HIM IN HIS STRUGGLES, INSTEAD OF CONDEMNING HIM.
I percieved that he had been in fellowship in some good churches, but he was struggling with this sin, and probably was afraid to confess it to the body, for fear of rejection or condemnation. Confession of our sin is the first step toward repentance, and if the church is full of critical condemning people, it is hard to confess your sin.
VICTORY IN JACKSON SQUARE.
Every year, on the Monday night before Fat Tuesday, there is a huge praise and worship rally at the ampitheater across from Jackson Square, a strong hold of demonic activity where fortune tellers, astrologers, witches, and tarot card readers ply their trade in the shadow of the Catholic church.
Every year, the Lord prompts me to preach in open confrontation with these false prophets and children of darkness. This year was no different. After an incredible time of praise and worship, our team of close to thirty soldiers of the Gospel headed for Bourbon Street. No sooner had we gotten on Jackson Square, than the Lord quickened me to preach in front of the first Tarot card reader and her customer out of Deuteronomy 18.
A large number of these tarot card readers /psychics/ astrologers profess to be Catholics, so I preach from a Catholic Bible, in case they have a problem with the King James version! This is what it says:
"WHEN YOU COME INTO THE LAND WHICH THE LORD YOUR GOD IS GIVING YOU, YOU SHALL NOT LEARN TO IMITATE THE ABOMINATIONS OF THE PEOPLE THERE. LET THERE NOT BE FOUND AMONG YOU ANYONE WHO IMMOLATES HIS SON OR DAUGHTER IN THE FIRE, NOR A FORTUNE-TELLER, SOOTHSAYER, CHARMER, DIVINER, OR CASTER OF SPELLS, NOR ONE WHO CONSULTS GHOSTS OR SPIRIT SOR SEEKS ORACLES FROM THE DEAD. ANYONE WHO DOES SUCH THINGS IS AN ABOMINATION TO THE LORD, AND BECAUSE OF SUCH ABOMINATIONS, THE LORD YOUR GOD IS DRIVING THESE NATIONS OUT OF YOUR WAY. YOU HOWEVER, MUST BE ALTOGETHER SINCERE TOWARD THE LORD YOUR GOD. THOUGH THESE NATIONS WHOM YOU ARE TO DISPOSESS LISTEN TO THEIR SOOTHSAYERS AND FORTUNETELLERS THE LORD, YOUR GOD WILL NOT PERMIT YOU TO DO SO." (Deut. 18:9-14)
Many Christians read their horoscope, or call psychics, and other things that Deuteronomy 18 denounces. Most of them do it in ignorance, unaware that the Bible warns against this. On Jackson Square thousands of people a day are being decieved and led astray by these workers of iniquity. The Lord has called me to warn them.
As I was reading the above scripture, a young lady came up to me, and said, "Sir, I want you to understand that I am a Christian, and I am not against you. I think that people like you who come out to share your religion with others just rock! But I need to tell you that I don't think it is very nice of you to stand in front of this woman's means of making a living and scaring her customers off."
I could see that she was very sincere, and she was trying to reason with me, so I began to explain to her the reason why I was doing what I was doing. As she listened to me, still unconvinced as to whether what I was doing was right, two men began fighting each other right in front of us.
Very quickly, one of the men bested the other, and got him on the ground was beating him repeatedly on the head. Suddenly, a very large man jumped in the fray, and pulled him off the victim. The girl I was talking to looked at me, and shouted gleefully, "That's my boy over there, saving that poor man!" The fight was over. The victim took off running one way, and the assailant left the other way.
"Her boy" came over to us and joined us as we continued our discussion of whether I was right or wrong to preach in front of this woman's table.
I pointed at "her boy", and said to this big man, "Hey, man, tell me, where do you get off spoiling that guy's fun? He was rally enjoying himself thumping on that other guy's head. What gives you the right to stop him?" The big guy looked at me with a real puzzled look on his face, and said "The other guy was getting hurt, and it was only right that I stopped him before it went any farther." "But why in the world would you want to spoil the other man's night? It looked like he was really having a good time, and then YOU had to butt in. " The guy looked real puzzled at my question like I should know the answer already. "I just couldn't stand by and let it happen," he said.
Then I looked at the girl, and said, "That's my point, sis. I can't stand by while these people are spiritually assaulting all these unsuspecting defenseless people. What I am doing is no different than what your "boy" did here. That guy was in danger of getting seriously injured, if your "boy" hadn't intervened. These people are in danger of going to hell, unless someone intervenes. I can't just stand by and let it happen." She understood then. She said, "I get it, now. I guess I can't disagree with you." I then turned to the big guy, and commended him for what he did. I then asked him his name. "Christian, " he replied, with a sheepish grin.
I asked him when he was going to start living up to his name. He shrugged his shoulders, and told me about some cousins he had that loved Jesus like I did. I ministered to him for a while, and soon, he prayed with me to ask Jesus into his heart! After he had prayed, he looked at me, and said, " Hey, this is real, man! Thank you." He was touched by the Lord, and he couldn't deny it. The Lord allowed me to share the love of Christ with him, and briefly to disciple him and to encourage him in the things of the LORD. He told me that he was going to tell his cousins about his decision. GLORY! IT IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING HOW THE LORD USES SITUATIONS TO DRAW MEN AND WOMEN INTO HIS KINGDOM!
When we had finished ministering to Christian and his friends, we walked down the square to catch up with our fellow soldiers… Everywhere we looked, people were being ministered to by these wonderful servants of God! The Satanists, witches, warlocks, astrologers, tarot card readers and fortunetellers could do nothing more than helplessly watch as many were coming out of the darkness into the LIGHT! Thank you Jesus!! GREATER IS HE THAT IS IN US, THAN HE THAT IS IN THE WORLD!
Well, there is witchcraft and satanism up here in this cold Northland, but I am believing that the church is going to arise up here and speak the Truth in Boldness and Love, and as a result, many will be rescued from the deception they have become ensnared by. The Lord loves the witches and Satanists, the homosexuals and the alcoholics and the drug dealers and the drug users…He's not willing that any of them should perish, but that they should all come to repentance.
Probably my greatest highlight of the four days in New Orleans was the times I got to see little one year old Joshua, and his adoptive parents, Pam and Luis Diaz. Most of you would remember that Joshua is the child that was given to me by his mother when he was just 2 weeks old. She had been on the streets, and she couldn't cope with the responsibility of motherhood. The Lord orchestrated a wonderful thing in that a precious couple who had been childless for years were praying for an opportunity to adopt a baby they could raise as their own. What a wonderful miracle the whole thing was! And I was blessed beyond words to see that wonderful little baby and the love his parents have for him! Thank You, Jesus!
My leg is getting better each day, and I will be carrying the cross again very soon. We are all healthy and blessed, and we are believing the Most High God for wonderful things to happen up here!
NEWS FLASH! TESTIMONY UPDATE!
GLORY! JESUS IS LORD! ON THE 4TH OF APRIL, THE LORD ALLOWED ME TO CARRY THE CROSS FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE I BROKE MY LEG. MY SON, ELIJAH WALKED WITH ME! I HAD BUILT A CROSS WITH A SOUND SYSTEM THAT IS A BIT SMALLER THAN THE ONE I HAVE, BECAUSE OF WEIGHT CONSIDERATIONS. I PAINTED IT WHITE, AND ON THE CROSSBEAM ON ONE SIDE, I PAINTED IN RED FLOURESCENT LETTERS, "FOR GOD SO LOVED YOU…", AND ON THE OTHER SIDE IT SAYS "LEST WE FORGET…"
I walked about a mile in three hours in International Falls, and was blessed to minister to several people. I prayed with a young lady in her 20's to receive Jesus Christ in her heart (her name was Jan), and later on, an elderly man in his 70s or 80s prayed to invite Jesus to be the lord of his life! His name was Bert.
PLEASE PRAY FOR JAN AND BERT, THAT THE LORD WOULD BLESS THEM WITH WONDERFUL FELLOWSHIP AND THE REVELATION OF HIS LOVE FOR THEM, AND THE DEPTHS OF THE IMPLICATIONS OF THEIR DECISION TO INVITE HIM INTO THEIR HEARTS!
It was a wonderful reintroduction to the ministry of carrying the cross, and a promising one as well. I believe there will be many souls saved up here for the glory of God.
PLEASE PRAY FOR THE CHURCHES UP HERE, THAT THE LORD WOULD AWAKEN THEM FROM THEIR APATHY AND SLUMBER, AND STIR THEM UP TO RIGHTEOUSNESS AND HOLINESS.
PLEASE PRAY FOR PASTOR TIM TREAT AND THE RIVER OF GOD CHURCH, THAT THE LORD WOULD ABUNDANTLY BLESS THEM AS THEY HAVE BEEN A GREAT BLESSING TO US.
PLEASE PRAY FOR THE SOULS UP HERE, THAT THE LORD WOULD POUR OUT HIS SPIRIT UPON ALL FLESH, AND THAT HE WOULD POUR OUT HIS GOODNESS ON THEM… FOR THE GOODNESS OF GOD LEADS MEN TO REPENTANCE.
MIKE SIEMER AND BRIAN O'CONNELL ARE PLANNING TO GO TO EUROPE AND CARRY THE CROSSES PROBABLY IN MAY. PLEASE PRAY GOD'S PROTECTION AND PROVISION FOR THE FAMILY THEY LEAVE BEHIND AS THEY GO. PRAY THAT THE LORD WILL USE THEM IN A MIGHTY WAY WHILE THEY ARE THERE.
BRIAN CHAMBERLIN AND HIS FAMILY ARE IN SOUTH CAROLINA AS I WRITE THIS…PLEASE PRAY THAT THE LORD WOULD OPEN MANY DOORS FOR MINISTRY AS THEY SHARE THE WORD OF TRUTH AND CONTINUE TO CARRY THE CROSS WHERE THE LORD LEADS THEM.
BROTHER HAROLD BOURGEOIS AND HIS FAMILY CONTINUE TO SEE STREET CHURCH GROW AND BE BLESSED. MANY PEOPLE ARE COMING TO THE LORD. PRAY THAT THE LORD WOULD BLESS THEIR MINISTRY AND THEIR ENDEAVORS TO FURTHER THE KINGDOM OF GOD AS THEY PIERCE THE DARKNESS WITH THE WORD OF TRUTH.
PRAY THE LORD WOULD CONTINUALLY
BETHEL TEMPLE IN PORT ARTHUR,
CELEBRATION CHURCH IN METAIRIE,
CORNERSTONE IN MORGAN CITY,
POWER SURGE CHILDREN'S MINISTRIES IN MORGAN CITY,
OPEN CHURCH IN PATTERSON,
VICTORY FELLOWSHIP IN LOCKPORT,
HARVEST CATHEDRAL IN HOUMA,
VICTORY ASSEMBLY OF GOD IN HOUMA,
AGAPE AND WORD OF TRUTH IN GROVES, TEXAS,
LIVING WORD IN CLEVELAND, TENN,
CORNERSTONE MINISTRIES IN PENSECOLA,
HIGH PRAISE CHRISTIAN FELLOWSHIP,
LIVING WORD IN JENNINGS, LA.,
BEACH FELLOWSHIP IN PANAMA CITY BEACH,
AND THEIR PASTORS AS THEY LEAD THEIR FLOCKS IN THE WAY OF TRUTH. ALSO PLEASE PRAY FOR THE BROTHER'S KEEPER MINISTRY AS THEY WIN LAFOURCHE PARISH TO THE LORD! GLORY! HIS WORD WILL GO FORTH IN TRUTH AND IN POWER! JESUS IS LORD!
PLEASE CONTINUE TO PRAY FOR US, THAT WE WOULD KNOW THE LORD'S WILL EACH DAY AS WE ENDEAVOR TO SERVE HIM…
Love, The Rowes
Lance, Michelle, Talitha, Feather, Elijah, Grace, & Noah, too!
JESUS IS LORD!
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