Last week’s Coffee Break was perhaps a bit of a “rabbit trail,” but I felt that it was really important for folks to understand that there is often a great price that is paid and deep foundations laid when God sends you into relatively untouched areas to bring the demonstrable message of His Kingdom.
I need to shift gears today to share the tale of a man whose role in the outpouring of Holy Spirit in the arctic was so integral. Last week I talked about Paul Patkotak, his son Steven, who saw the pillar of light/fire that drew him from some 20 miles away to respond to the Lord, as well as his other two sons, Simeon and Billy.
Every so often I talk about one of our granddaughters, Jessica. Periodically, she will come to spend a few days with us, and there have been times when we get to enjoy her rather remarkable and unusual humor.
Before we get back into the continuing adventures in the arctic, let me share an event that took place a few weeks ago. As I write this, Della and I are in Texas taking care of some business and assisting a number of folks.
Happy New Year, Folks! 2016 promises to be the most spectacular year we’ve ever had! For those who are walking in intimate union with the Lord Jesus Christ, they will see the realm of the “miraculous” (the real normal) unfold in dimensions never experienced by this generation.
Over the years, there have been a number of articles online and in the print media otherwise concerning the historical proofs of Jesus Christ.
Last week, I scanned lightly over the events that followed the stupendous fishing miracle, but alluded to some phenomenal events that transpired during the building of the churches and establishing of ministries throughout the arctic.
Good Morning! If I seem to take a lot of time in laying foundations for this story, bear with me. These foundations are important in understanding complete obedience to the Lord, and not allowing the influence of others around you who do not share the call, or the vision, and have been compromised by their fear of man, their fear of death or their fear of evil.
Since Dad was with the Assemblies of God by this time (he had graduated from an A/G Bible college, after all!) and an accepted member of the Northwest District, he decided to present his need and vision to his district brethren.
Some eight years ago or so, I published a series of Coffee Breaks with this same title.
