Archive for September, 2008

I’m loath to write anything more on this matter (all I’ve written on it is on my facebook page and won’t be put up here unless asked) as its all to easy to keep flogging a dead horse, and at the same time all too easy to become a heresy hunter, which I really don’t want to be, but something I read today in my RSS feed really struck me and I felt it important to share, so here goes:

Ever since the truth about events at Lakeland came out, theres been a lot of noisy made about it, and a lot of excuses coming from those who endorsed the whole thing. Its ranged from outright lying (one ministry leader claimed all who disagreed with Lakeland were wrong, then when all this stuff came out, fired those members of her staff who went to Lakeland and told everyone God had warned her about it), through changing sides, or throwing TB to the dogs, to blaming it on everything but them, but the one thing that has been consistent in all these comments from God TV, NAR, the Elijah list, and others has been the distinct lack of an apology (please note, Dutch Sheets has kind of apologised, but it doesn’t appear that he has actually done anything about it).

Why is it so hard for these people to apologise? After all they made a mistake (or quite a number of them), they placed someone on stage who wasn’t suitable for that position, they disobeyed the Bible’s guidelines on who should be a Christian leader, they presumed to speak for God when they clearly were not. Surely that should merit an apology? Surely a public confession of repentance and Godly sorrow would be the right response to this?

Well today I read a really short post from Alan Hirst, which answered the question, heres the post:

“False prophets are not godless. [Rather] They adore the god ‘success’. They themselves are in constant need of success and achieve it by promising it to the people. But they do honestly want success for the people. The craving for success governs their hearts and determines what rises from them. That is what Jeremiah called the ‘deceit of their own hearts’. They do not deceive; they are deceived, and can breathe only in the air of deceit” – Martin Buber

The meaning of false prophecy lies in the umbrella of deceit that includes both the teller and the told. Both false prophet and audience believe the lie they patently want to believe in…and they are both given over to it. They are in M.Scott Peck’s phrase ‘people of the lie’.

Think about prosperity doctrine, theological liberalism, or fundamentalism, cultism, etc. with this in mind.”

That kinda makes me feel sorry for them, they really are blind guides. I just pray that God would open their eyes and bring them to repentance, before its too late for them and the many ‘little ones’ they are leading astray…



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Getting Here from There Syncro-Blog:

RobbyMac writes:

Brother Maynard has suggested that September should be a month of post-charismatics giving voice to what apostolic leadership could/should look like. I’d (RobbyMac) like to propose a synchro-blog to get the ball rolling – namely, as I’ve just shared my earliest “charismatic” experience (after becoming a Christian, that is), let’s remind ourselves and tell each other our stories of how we first became acquainted with, and eager for, the felt presence of the Holy Spirit in our lives.”

So here goes:

I wonder what comes to mind when you hear the Holy Spirit mentioned? Is it a picture of a dove? a person falling over? tongues? healing? prophesy? Or are those things finished, are you cessationist (someone who believes those things were just for the early church)?

It’s interesting for me reflecting on this idea, you see if I look back, its not the ‘traditional’ charismatic concept of ‘manifestations’ (I don’t like that word at all, sounds like a phrase from Ghostbusters!) of the Holy Spirit that comes to mind. No loud voices from heaven, no sensations of being ‘slain in the spirit’, not tongues, not healing, or any of the ‘noisy’ ones.

Don’t get me wrong I have experienced those, I’m not a cessationist by far, I believe in the supernatural, I believe in the Holy Spirit, I know that, but those visible, loud, whatever you want to call them experiences, don’t stick out, they are vague memories, shadows almost… I vaguely remember once speaking in tongues and falling over at Stoneleigh (New Frontiers conference) one year, but to me that isn’t etched into my brain as I would expect a major encounter with the Holy Spirit (gotta remember we’re talking about Almighty God here!).

I’ve had a couple of experiences where the sense of God the Spirit has been so tangible, that its pierced right to the core of my heart.

I guess the first time was when I became a Christian, I can’t even remember most of the details like what was said, but something in the message at that meeting cut right to the core, and I knew I had to respond. I’ll share more about that when I get around to posting my testimony…

Another occasion was at Bible college, right whilst I was in the middle of dealing with a really screwed up relationship, I stumbled upon a spontaneous worship session, and since I was on an essay avoidance mission I sat down to listen, anyway we started singing the song (can’t remember what it is called) with the line “your love is the anchor” and I just broke inside, all the junk and sorrow and anger and unforgiveness poured out in tears and I knew the Holy Spirit was dredging all the muck that had built up in  my heart.

Now whilst these experiences are stuck in my mind, the ones that really mean something to me are those where at the time I haven’t really felt or seen anything, I’ve just kinda wondered aimlessly and its only looking back that I see just how powerfully God’s hand was in it… Its really those times that I’ve truly experienced the power of the Holy Spirit, even though at the time I haven’t realised it!

For an example one time that really sticks in my mind, was during a time when I was particularly struggling with the whole self-confidence thing (those who know me will know this is a big issue for me), I was feeling utterly useless and that I had no purpose, anyway I went along to church and ended up chatting with someone (who has become a good friend) after the service and we randomly began discussing a subject that I have no idea how we started on it as it had nothing to do with anything, looking back I can see that the Holy Spirit led us to that subject. Anyway it was something that had come up once at Bible college and I remembered the discussion, and related it to my friend, who was struggling with exactly that subject! He said so, and that really spoke to me in the midst of my doubts – that I could actually do something useful, and it helped my friend with his faith struggles.

That to me is the really power of the Holy Spirit, the power that directs us to speak to that person we can encourage with our particular story, that power that leads us to forgive rather than strike back, that power that power that helps us make the right choice and turn from wrong paths, that power that helps us love those the world doesn’t.

That for me is the power of the Spirit, the quiet, behind the scenes, ordinary work of God in our lives, that we only see in hindsight maybe even not in this lifetime…

Well I think I may have completely missed the point of the question that first triggered this post, but I just had to keep going, so I hope you’ll forgive my ramblings!

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Well…now I have a blog…

Hi I’m Nick, and I, well its like I, you see I…

I like to think;

There, I’ve confessed it, I’m a sold out thinker, I can’t help    it, my mind just keeps ticking away and producing these random and sometimes worrying things called ideas.

So I decided that there were two options:

(1) I could have a lobotomy, which is an expensive, messy and not always reliable procedure (although some in my favourite dysfunctional, but amazing, community called the Church highly recommend it!), or

(2) I could find a productive way of airing these ideas, and since I generally think I’m a better writer (although you may question that after reading some of the stuff on here!) than speaker, but nobody is daft enough to publish an eccentric like me, I’d get a blog!

So here it is – enjoy or virtually run away screaming and never return to this dark corner of the blogosphere (!) whatever as long as it keeps me out of (too much) trouble…actually no trouble can be a good thing!



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