Monday, April 20, 2020

The Wind Blows Where It Wills

“The wind blows where it wills...” John 3:8



The same Holy Spirit that emboldened the timid disciples after Jesus died, blows around the world today. Yesterday, I was reading the book, “Miraculous Movements” by Jerry Trousdale, a co-founder of Final Command Ministries, an organization which establishes disciple making movements among the Muslim people. 


The first story was about Sheikh Hanif, a seasoned Muslim leader in East Africa who studied the Qur’an for years. He personified a decent, good Muslim man committed to Islam. But there were questions deep down he never voiced to anyone that his religion could not satisfy. What was his status with God, and why was there such violence in his Islamic world? Why could they not make their own choices? He also grieved at the lack of compassion for the suffering. He prayed 17 times a day for God to show him the right way. Then one night, he encountered in a dream a handsome and graceful man. This man said He was “Isa al Masih”, Jesus the Messiah, and He wanted Hanif to serve Him. “If you obey me, you will succeed in what you have longed for in your life.” 


“What should I do?” Hanif asked, and Jesus instructed him to wait along a busy road where there was a tree standing alone atop a hill. “Go now, and wait for this man, my servant. You will recognize him. He will show you the true answers to all your questions.” Hanif woke from his dream, and left without telling his wife who might stop him. He waited under that tree the whole day searching for the face Jesus showed him. He had waited 12 hours before he saw the man he was waiting for! At first, Wafi, the man Jesus showed Hanif, who mentored new Christians and made them disciples, did not understood what Hanif was excitedly asking. Eventually he got it, and they both went to Hanif’s home where his astonished wife was full of questions. After a few days, she and her husband accepted the Lord and now they are planting churches in other parts of the country.


Please Lord, let Your Spirit blow across our land bringing healing and renewal to our spirits and our physical bodies. May Your fire burn within us so we can be Your instruments, ushering Your Kingdom to earth. 

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