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An Invitation To The Supernatural Life
Heidi Baker; when we have talked about Michele, we say, She is the real thing. I consider Michele and her missionary work among the top two works I am aware of, second only to Rolland and Heidi Baker. She truly lives a supernatural life with supernatural courage, faith, provision, healings and miracles. Her stories are truly awesome; her story is even more awesome. Her new book, An Invitation to the Supernatural Life, is a must read. Randy Clark, overseer of the Apostolic Network of Global Awakening; co-author with Bill Johnson of The Essential Guide to Healing and Healing Unplugged; author of There Is More Many write books on the supernatural after reading other books on the supernatural. Michele is different. She teaches from firsthand experience how to live a supernatural life naturally. Her book is a major mentoring tool for your life. Sid Roth, host of the Its Supernatural! television show Enjoy the adventure of a lifetime as Michele Perry explores the possibilities of life in the supernatural realm. Live Micheles real-life experiences as she shares how heaven touches earth through Gods faithful servants. Michele descriptively invigorates readers as they quickly discover secrets of Gods heart shared by ones supernatural faith experiences. An Invitation to the Supernatural Life is a must-read adventure into the supernatural for all believers. Bob Jones, Bob Jones Ministries
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Michele is one of the extraordinary missionaries in these times, and this book could elevate her status as a serious teacher and apologist for sound, biblical Christianity, which the supernatural life is. Very well done, Michele. Rick Joyner, executive director of MorningStar Ministries In An Invitation to the Supernatural Life, Michele Perry offers readers a powerful glimpse into the unseen spiritual realm. Her faith is contagious and will draw you into the possibility of experiencing this realm in your own life. Francis and Judith MacNutt, co-founders of Christian Healing Ministries, Inc.; authors of Healing and Angels Are for Real
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2012 by Michele Perry Published by Chosen Books 11400 Hampshire Avenue South Bloomington, Minnesota 55438 www.chosenbooks.com Chosen Books is a division of Baker Publishing Group, Grand Rapids, Michigan Printed in the United States of America All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any meansfor example, electronic, photocopy, recordingwithout the prior written permission of the publisher. The only exception is brief quotations in printed reviews. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data Perry, Michele, 1977 An invitation to the supernatural life / Michele Perry. p. cm. ISBN 978-0-8007-9533-7 (pbk. : alk. paper) 1. Christian life. 2. Spiritual lifeChristianity. 3. Supernatural. I. Title. BV4501.3.P47 2012 248.4dc23 2012002136 Unless otherwise indicated, Scripture is taken from the New King James Version. Copyright 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved. Scripture quotations identified AMP are from the Amplified Bible, copyright 1954, 1958, 1962, 1964, 1965, 1987 by The Lockman Foundation. Used by permission. Scripture quotation identified DARBY is from the Darby Translation of the Bible. Scripture quotation identified DOUAY is from the Douay Rheims 1899 American Edition of the Bible. Scripture quotations identified NASB are from the New American Standard Bible, copyright 1960, 1962, 1963, 1968, 1971, 1972, 1973, 1975, 1977, 1995 by The Lockman Foundation. Used by permission. Scripture quotations are from the Holy Bible, New International Version. NIV. Copyright 1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc. Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved worldwide. www.zondervan.com The internet addresses, email addresses, and phone numbers in this book are accurate at the time of publication. They are provided as a resource. Baker Publishing Group does not endorse them or vouch for their content or permanence. Cover design by Dan Pitts 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
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To all those who dare to embrace the unpaved road into His heart and live out a yes-cry with their lives.
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contents
Foreword by Bill Johnson 11 Acknowledgments 13 Introduction: The Language of Invitation 15 1. Invited In 19 2. Seated in Heavenly Places 41 3. Gateways to Encounter 65 4. Ten Myths about the Supernatural Life 85 5. Growing in the Supernatural 107 6. When All Goes Silent 129 7. Walking Like Enoch 149 8. In Storms and Darkness 169 9. The Councils of the King 191 10. Holy Lightning Rods and Burning Signposts 217 Epilogue: The Enoch Compact 235
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foreword
Im impressed. An Invitation to the Supernatural Life by Michele Perry is amazing. Not that I would have expected anything less. I wouldnt. Most anyone who knows her would say she should be the poster child for supernatural courage. I am just pleasantly surprised at how good this book is. It really is amazing. Michele could move any of us to tears simply by telling her story. She personifies devotion, resolve and courage. And while there are wonderful bits of her experience sprinkled throughout the book, keeping it authentic, she uses her brilliant insights and an inspirational writing style to move readers to places they might not have expected to go. To merge the practical with the mystical takes an unusual gift. Michele has done just thatwonderfully. In fact, she presents the life that we all hunger for but cannot obtain outside of becoming childlike. This book, in a sense, is true wisdom.
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Her life is one of absolute surrender. Adversity, mixed with God encounters, helped this dear one to settle in her quest to know Jesus at a very young age. Her honesty about her own adversities and other disqualifying factors are very disarming. In fact, I found it hard to read of such a journey without looking for the opportunity to display similar faith and courage for myself. She removes all the reasons that anyone would have for not being qualified for a supernatural lifestyle. She overcame, against all odds. And now I must. While I believe this book would help many seasoned ministers of the Gospel around the world, I hope it finds its way into the hands of the everyday believerthe ones who think their lot in life is simply to support those who do the important stuff. My prayer is that An Invitation to the Supernatural Life would be used as a lightning rod, attracting the activities of heaven into the lives of unsuspecting servants of the Lord, who never thought it within their grasp to live as Jesus did. It is. And we must! Michele states in her introduction: When I read someones revelation of Him [Jesus], it can become a doorway of faith that unlocks more of my own. But one thing I have yet to find is a book that shares practical keys to embracing a life filled with personal encounters, a book that helps you learn how to see and experience the realms of heaven you are created for. You might call this my attempt to bridge the gap. Congratulations, Michele Perry! You have succeeded. And we are all better for it.
Bill Johnson Senior Pastor of Bethel Church, Redding, California Author of When Heaven Invades Earth and co-author of The Essential Guide to Healing 12
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Acknowledgments
Thank you to all of those who have stood with me believing for this book to become reality amidst the storms and joys of the birth of this new nation of South Sudan. Thank you to my family here in South Sudan: My children and our staff, both Sudanese and missionary, you all are my heroes, and I learn so much from you every day. Thank you to my friends and family around the world who have challenged me to stretch further, dive deeper and fly higher. You are the ones who have cheered me on to new levels of faith and grace. To Heidi and Rolland, Mel, Karen L., Becky and Byron, Mary-Pat and Bill, Briskilla, Ian, Justin and Rachel, Karen D., Luci and Amelia: Thank you for being there and for being inspiration, creative sounding boards and those who have surrounded me with your love and prayers. To those who have made this book a reality: Jane, your literary insight and encouragements have again helped make this book into what it now is. I have learned so much from
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you againthank you. My family with Chosen, it has once again been an honor and privilege to travel more miles and new chapters together. And most of all I want to thank my beautiful Jesus, who walked into my room so many years ago and started me on the journey found within these pages.
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Introduction
the language of Invitation
Sweet friend, I am so glad you are here. Yes, YOU who are reading these lines and loops right now. Welcome! I hope and pray our journeys together through the following pages will become an invitation into the amazing supernatural destiny in Jesus you have been created for. I have read many books on intimacy with Jesus, and living with Him by faith. I savor the testimonies of people who have seen heaven and had profound revelations from Him that have changed their lives. They line my bookshelves. I am always hungry for more. I am encouraged by every supernatural encounter I read or hear of because I know the testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy (Revelation 19:10). When I read someones revelation from Him, it can become a doorway of faith that unlocks more of my own.
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But one thing I have yet to find is a book that shares practical keys to embracing a life filled with your own personal encounters, a book that helps you learn how to see and experience the realms of heaven you are created for. You might call this my attempt to help bridge that gap. May there be many more books that join it. Walking in Gods supernatural kingdom was never supposed to be a complicated exercise only available to the spiritually elite. Meeting Him, seeing Him, knowing Him, interacting with the unseen realms we are created for should be the most natural, simple, accessible reality in our lives. It isnt just for missionaries living in Africa or those who minister publicly on a stage; it is for all of us. It is for you who are reading these words right now. But before we go any further, I have a confession to make. I still dont get all my terms right. There is so much terminology surrounding ways of meeting God, ways of receiving from Him, and everyone seems to use their terms a little differently, if they even use them at all. For our purposes, I use the term encounter generally to refer to those times when Jesus reveals Himself to us very directly, where we encounter Him in the realm of His kingdom or He encounters us in the realm of earth. There are many ways He comes, many ways He speaks, and many ways He reveals Himself to us in those times. Well be talking more about those as we journey onward. I will warn you, however. I am not writing an academic discussion about biblical mysticism or supernatural realities. Academic discussions so often stop at about. About can be so impersonal, so clinical. This is an invitation to enter into Gods fullness for yourself.
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I am very simple. I see life in metaphor and analogy. I meet Jesus in small, grimy fingers weaving their way into mine and in little eyes that twinkle and laugh. I meet Him in butterfly chases, predawn blankets of silence and diamond-studded canopies at night that steal my breath away. I meet Him in the everyday grace of ordinary life as much as I do in revelatory encounters and miracles. Neither to me is more holy than the other. All the ways He comes are utterly supernatural. I want everything He desires to give because the full reality of the supernatural realm of His kingdom is truly as close to us as the air we breathe. It is my heart to weave the ways of encountering and releasing His supernatural kingdom together for you, dear reader, in such a way you might understand how profoundly they are woven together for me. Making grubby hugs holy and tangibly walking with Jesus normal. If you already have your terms down, please forgive my simplicity when I use them sparingly or a bit creatively. If you perchance are desiring academic explanations about revelatory or prophetic giftings or hearing Gods voice, you will be pleased to know there are many, many books out there that can explain it all far better than I. If you find any of this a foreign language, I do promise to define my terminology as I introduce it. And, if you are reading this hungry, I humbly offer the grace of a shared journey into the more of Jesus you were created for.
From the unpaved road, Michele Perry Yei, South Sudan
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Invited In
The muted sounds of my fathers television drift through the wall and settle in the air around me. I am sitting on the floor in my childhood bedroom in northeast Florida. Olive green almost-shag carpet pushes its way between my toes like grass trying to grow. You know that 1970s olive green that came with mustard yellow and a color called rust? Yes, that green. I close my eyes and lift my face to the liquid warmth streaming through my window. Sunlight must be what Gods love feels like, I ponder quietly. Curled up in a pool of sunshine, sitting on worn green carpet reminiscent of decades gone by, I wait. Five minutes pass. Ten minutes. What are you waiting for? you may ask. I am waiting to hear what God sounds like. But I do not know how to tell you that at fifteen years old because I am not yet sure myself.
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As I wait, my mind flashes back to several days before, when this whole story started.
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friends today. But something inside of me turns my gaze back for one final glance before leaving empty-handed. There it is. How did I miss it? Sitting at the back of the bin, half-covered over by other choices, is a fat paperback, its title barely visible. Something More. Somehow these two words call forth the unspoken stirrings in my soul. I rescue it from the recesses of the bargain pile. Anticipation lets loose fluttering butterfly wings against the wall of my chest as I scan its back cover. I know I have what I came for. Written by an author I have never heard of, Catherine Marshall, this book looks as if it was written before I was born. I love that about writing. Black and white lines and loops filling blank canvases defy time itself. I love that about this book. It has hope of surviving me and reaching out to a day that is not yet. Maybe one spring afternoon it will be this books turn, the one you are reading now, to be rescued from the obscurity of a bargain bin. But I am getting ahead of myself. For several days, Something More sits quietly on my dresser. Its slightly yellowed, dog-eared pages watch me come and go. It waits patiently, ready to wrap me in the words of anothers journey. It is the story of one womans walk through love and loss, to be embraced by grace. Chapters melt away before me until one small paragraph arrests my attention. It is almost an aside, an oh-by-the-way. I am so grateful for the asides of life. The author mentions ever so briefly her writing down in a notebook what she senses God speaking to her. Even the syllables of those few lines explode, ricocheting through my spirit. Could it be? Can it be true that God is
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still speaking now? I flip to the front page to see when the book was published. Wow, God, I thought. She was alive in the 1970s. We are in the 1990s. That was only twenty years ago. You must still be speaking. And, if You would speak to her, surely Youd want to talk to me too! I grab a blue ballpoint pen and an old spiral notebook half-filled with last weeks biology notes. I am determined, impetuous even. Resolutely, I plant myself on that olive green carpet and say, Jesus, I want to hear Your voice. And I am not moving until I do. And so my daily journey with the God who still speaks begins.
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through the door. Questions begin to swirl whirlpools in my mind. I fight not to be sucked into them. What does God sound like? Will He speak through a big booming loudspeaker from the sky? How will I know if it is Him? Um, hellooooooo God. Im waiting here. Have you ever felt like that? Waiting to hear from Him, but not even sure what it is exactly you are waiting for? Fifteen minutes pass, and then twenty. My dad turns off his TV to go and do yard work. I am left alone with the silence and my questions. Both are deafening. Hi, um, God. Yes, hi there. Its me. I am still here. I even have my notebook ready. See? Twenty-five minutes, then thirty minutes pass. I know because I watch them tick by, falling from the present into the past. The clock on my night table chronicles their relentless descent. I start to feel very silly, and my mental to-do list begins to push its way into my thoughts. Homework assignments, project deadlines, chores still undoneall dance with the uncertainty of my waiting. Have you ever had that nagging sense that you could be so much more productive than sitting around positioning yourself for a revelation you are not sure will ever come? I resist the urge to be productive elsewhere. I have the sense that I am on the edge of something. It is only His grace that keeps me still, keeps me in the waiting. Jesus, I meant it. I am not moving until I hear You. Just so You know. He really loves impetuous, hungry fifteen-year-olds waiting for Him on green almost-shag carpet that should have stayed in the seventies.
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Suddenly, quietly, distinctively, a thought comes so clearly into my heart it was as if I had heard it from outside of myself. Indeed, I had. Dont worry, beloved, you will hear Me. A whisper no louder than the sunshine puddled on the floor around me, but it shoots like lightning through my soul. Surprised, I literally jump. Everything inside me leaps up from my stomach to my throat in expectation. Was that Him? Was that me? Did I just make that up? I wonder. Was that me or was that God? Have you ever asked that question? If you have, you are not alone. Another thought passes through my mind. I am quite sure I did not come up with it. It occurs to me that the Holy Spirit might speak in thoughts we would never think ourselves. Jesus, if this is really You, could You give me a Bible verse or something to confirm that this is really You, and I am not making all this up? Immediately, and I do mean immediately, a verse reference flashes into my minds eye, reminding me of the insistence of flashing announcement signs on the highway. It is that clear. John 6:20. John 6:20. John 6:20. I scramble to find a Bible, which I have read only very selectively at this point. A psalm or two, a passage of Jesus talking in the gospels with the red letters, a few stories from Acts . . . I do not know where much is even beyond Psalm 23. Thank heavens for the table of contents! Eagerly, I search out the passage and flip the Bible open to John 6:20. There it is in bold red print, the one line that forever changes my life: It is Ido not be afraid.
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Oh my gosh, Jesus, I can hear You! I can hear God! It really is You! My life will never be the same.
his Invitation
That one encounter with His still, small voice at age fifteen became for me an invitation to listen and lean into Him, to get to know Him more every day until my listening and my knowing became as effortless as my breathing. Knowing you can hear Gods voice is just an entry point into a supernatural love adventure with Jesus that will never end. Just so you know, in case you were wondering: I have not arrived. As if you thought I had! But every day I am learning more of Him. Some days all I can do is stand in grace and genuinely wonder how I have gotten to where I am. But always the more of who He is calls me to leave behind the safe confines of my known moments to enter into the eternity found in His heart. I would love to share some of this journey with you, dear reader. Shared journeys are gifts of grace in a too often solitary world. You, too, can know Jesus deeply, intimately, profoundly. It is what you were created for. He is waiting to show Himself to you in ways more precious than you can imagine. There is something more, and that something more is Him.
finding Stillness
After a few years of practice in hearing the ways God speaks with words, in my late teens I started a whole new chapter
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of my journey learning to hear Him in places beyond them. Enter a field of cows in Texas and one very surprised city girl. The yellow-green grass of an early spring dripped with liquid silence that Saturday morning. Gentle light peered over the horizon watching a new day begin. I quietly got up from my mattress on the cabin floor, so as not to disturb the sleeping women around me. I still was not sure why I was there. Except someone had invited me. Invitations are powerful things. Silence. Our culture teaches us it is the enemy. iPods set on endless repeat, TVs providing ambient noise, sound filling our hours and days with auditory clutter. Why is that? Why do I embrace this need for noise? Is there a place in my heart that is running from itself? I wondered all these things as I woke to my first morning of silence, my first day on a silent retreat with thirty other women wondering roughly the same things. The night before we were issued a challenge: to meet with God beyond the place of words for at least the first half of the next day. Could we so deeply enter His presence that even the veil of language itself would fall off our hearts? Could we let the Word in flesh simply be, to dwell among us? All the God-meetings I had known till then were wrapped up in speech. Words had been my friends since I discovered them. They defined my world; stacks of journals were my legacy. I was in the university studying right then to get a degree in their usage. To meet with God in a place beyond words . . . was this possible? To meet Him in silence . . . would we even recognize one another, stripped of syllables and discourse? I didnt know, but I wanted to find out. I silently put on coat and shoe, slipping out the cabin door into the morning
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mist. A large piece of land far out in the country called me to explore its edges: a place filled with trails and streams and wide-open places where creation still praises her Creator. For a city girl, such quietness was a foreign land. I wandered my way down trails and across brooks until I reached a meadow. Sunlight dripped off the grass around me, danced through the trees until it landed at my feet. The silence enveloped my yesterday and tomorrow, leaving behind only now. Now was the moment I had to meet with Him. I came bare in that moment, stripped even of language into His presence. I could handle not talkingbut not writing, not journaling, not even thinking in words at all? What would be left to meet Him with? I sat down in the sunlight, not unlike a few years before, except this time I had literal grass pushing its way between my toes. And again I waited: my breath, my only audible prayer. I closed my eyes and allowed the stillness around me to fill the noise within. Slowly, gradually, I became aware of His familiar presence. The Holy Spirit blew in like a faint, barely-there breeze. He really was with me. Stripped by the silence, I found myself not the star student, not the aspiring missionary, not the prodigious child, but methe dearly loved daughter of her Father in heaven. Just me. Stripped by the silence, I found Him. Not as I had ever met Him before, but in His weighty I AM presence. Together we just were. And that was enough. While I sat in stillness, a picture of Jesus sitting with me began to be painted in my mind. These pictures painted on the screen of our thoughts by Him are called visions. When we allow God to meet with
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us beyond words, many times He speaks in images and pictures, or visions. We are created to see into the unseen. Visual encounters with God fill the pages of Scripture and are our inheritance as His dearly loved children. Well talk about visions in much greater detail in Chapter 3. It was very faint at first, this vision of mine, like looking through a thick early morning fog, when people appear as mere forms and shadows of what they are. Yet in the haze is enshrouded the real. When you get close enough to see, the more you look, the closer you get, the form finds a face and a voice as it walks past. Starting to see things in the kingdom, the realm of Gods Spirit, can be very similar at times. In this vision Jesus lifted my face till His eyes met mine with oceans of liquid love. You could get lost in those eyes. He then picked me up and spun me around, setting me down in another field. Suddenly, I saw it clearly. It was a field called grace. It was a movie being played across my thoughts. But it was somehow more than even that. Jesus leaned down, scooped up a bouquet of wildflowers from around us. I reached out to take them, and they all turned to butterflies that danced freedom into my heart. He took one look at my face and laughed the most beautiful laugh I had ever heard. It was rich like honey It was like the sound of moun. tain streams rushing over rocks accented by a birds song. He looked deep into my eyes and said, In you I am well pleased. The life those words contained sank into the deep places where I had often wondered if I would ever be pleasing enough. Silence delivered truth to my soul. As quickly as this vision came, it faded, leaving me back in a grassy field in the rolling hills of east Texas. I experienced peace just being with Him. I lay in the grass breathing it all
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in. The grass rustled soft around me. Then a bell rang faintly in the distance, signaling breakfast, and I reluctantly pried open my eyes. With a sharp intake of breath, I clamped my hand hard over my mouth, barely preventing a startled scream from escaping my lips. I was nose to nose with a large white dairy cow with haphazard black spots. Her melted chocolate eyes framed with lash-like forests looked curiously into mine. I sat up carefully, my heart racing, only to realize I was surrounded by dairy cows grazing around me! Somehow I must have wandered off the land into a nearby pasture. Putting a city girl in the country could be a dangerous thing! Shock gave way to nervous giggles that refused to stay put in my belly. I wondered if this broke the rules of the silent retreat. Probably. I was no longer being silent. But only the cows heard, and they didnt seem to mind. I must confess: this was my first time to meet a cow up close and personal. Someone once told me that in the presence of large animals you should move very slowly. So I did. Very carefully, in slow motion, I extracted myself from their breakfast time to go have my own. In the middle of a cow field in Texas I discovered that one of His greatest gifts to me is the invitation to let Him speak through stillness in a place that defies the very words I had defined my world by.
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them as a teenager and when I came to my current home in South Sudan in 2006. I arrived here with little more than the promises of Jesus. Most people told me along the way I was insane. You crazy white woman was the common sentiment. Some days I wondered if they were right. I mean, I dont look like a very likely candidate. I am a one-legged, artistically inclined city girl whose idea of a survival kit still includes mascara. Bugs, dirt and I dont get along at all. I told Jesus the two things I really didnt do were camping and children. Heaven laughed. It has not been easy. But journeys worth taking rarely are. For those of you I have not met yet, I live in the bush of South Sudan and have more than one hundred children calling me mama. On one hand, it is a very normal life of soccer games, PTA meetings, snotty noses and dirty feet. On the other, it is a daily invitation to encounter heaven in the places of my deepest need and weakness. Truly, it is not what I expected my life to look like. But that is part of the adventure of knowing Him. Following His heart can lead you down some unexpected, even unpaved roads days filled with grubby hugs, precious smiles, no running water or electricity and overwhelming need seem a strange place to discover what I am created for. This is especially true since my idea of camping is still a day spa. I want to tell you more about living and serving in the bush of South Sudan. I will do so as we journey together through the rest of this book. But first let me share with you what I once heard Bill Johnson say: We owe the world an encounter with God. That statement has provoked a question that still echoes
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in the depth of my heart: What does it mean to become His love encounter in the earth? Dear reader, what does that look like in your world? It is a compelling question. And it is one I dont have any profound answers, sure-fire formulas or seven-step models to give you in response. But one thing has become blatantly obvious to me. I cannot give away to anyone something I do not have myself. I cannot impart what is not a part of me. If I am going to bring people into a real encounter with who Jesus is, I need to be living in an ongoing, deepening relationship with Him every day. And that is basically what this book is about. My ultimate purpose in writing goes beyond sharing my own story with you. I dont want you to just read of someone elses story; I want you, dear reader, to live out your own. Call it the oxygen mask principle. I spend roughly a third of my life on airplanes flying around to different places to share lessons I am learning on this unpaved road called my life. Every flight starts out with nearly the same introduction, which is why I virtually have it memorized. If you are a fellow frequent flier, you probably already know it well.
Put your tray tables and seat backs in their full upright and locked positions in preparation for takeoff. Please make sure your seat belts are fastened low and tight across your lap. This cabin is pressurized for your comfort. In the unlikely event that the cabin pressure should change, oxygen masks will drop from a compartment above your head. Please pull the mask toward you and place it over your nose and mouth. Oxygen will be flowing even though the bag does not inflate. If you are traveling with or seated next to someone needing assistance, put your own mask on first and then offer assistance. 31
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Why put your own mask on first? In almost every good church environment I have ever been in, the unspoken ethos is: Put everyone elses mask on first, then find your own. This is sacrificial love at its finest. The problem is, it works only as long as you can hold your breath. Why put your own mask on first? Because you cannot help your neighbor breathe the life-giving atmosphere of another realm if you are unconscious from not breathing it yourself. You cannot give what you do not have. This book is a call to make sure your own oxygen mask is in place so you have something to give. For the last two decades, I have been on a quest to live a life of intimate friendship with Jesus. It is my prayer that in these pages you will find practical keys to unlock your own deepening understanding of who He is. Every story, every insight, every word is about embracing His invitation to enter into supernatural reality you were created for. Anything you read in these pages you can have. It is for you. Can you hear the call to discover more of God, where the deepest longings in your heart will be met by the depths of His? Dare with me to risk an intimacy that will unleash your destiny. Say yes to a journey of practically learning to know His voice and walk in the unseen realms of His kingdom. Are you up for the adventure? Are you ready to step into the raw, untamed wildness of His love and the audacity of His dreams? Are you willing to leave behind a known path for lesser-taken hidden trails into the deep places of His Spirit? Are you hungry to know Jesus more even if it costs you what once was dear to you? Have you ever wanted to know His voice more clearly and understand how practically to live a
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life that brings on earth as it is in heaven to pass? Do you long to see God move in power in and through your life in the ways you have heard He moves in faraway places like Africa? If so, I am writing this book for you. You are created for encounter. It is for you. You are created to live in a reality far greater than what your natural eyes see. All throughout Scripture are stories of God showing Himself to His people in visions and dreams, in wonders of His incredible kindness. Even Jesus said that we would do greater things than He did. I for one really want to walk out what that looks like! You sitting there with these pages in your hands are not reading this book by accident. It is a divine appointment with destiny. After all, if you know Him, you really do owe the world around you an encounter with who He is.
Invitation to enter In
I said in the introduction that this book is all about invitation. You, dear, amazing reader, are invited in. You are not asked to stand on the outside observing someone elses revelation. You are called into experiencing your own. Come. Enter into stillness, into His presence, into a walk that straddles heaven and earth. Beloved, Jesus once whispered to me, before the stars had even left the sky, My original intention is your ultimate invitation. Sometimes Jesus speaks in mysteries and riddles to call me on a mission of exploration. The point isnt just the meaning; it is the time I spend with Him to discover it. I know that.
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His statement, then, gave rise to questions that rolled around in my thoughts as I watched the sun chase the stars to sleep. What was Gods original intention in creating the world? In creating me? And how did it become my invitation? What was I being invited into? Understanding that riddle took me back to the very beginning of it all. Did God create the world just to have something to rule, to have more ministries and a lot of people serving Him obediently? I think there is something far deeper, way bigger that God wants to bring us into. I believe Father, Son and Holy Spirit have such an extravagant love relationship among themselves that they simply want to share their love with an ever-growing family of sons and daughters. This book is about how to know Jesus more through receiving revelation from Him. But our invitation to live in encounter with Jesus every day is far more than an invitation to a series of experiences alone. We must have experiences. I do not slight them in the least. Truth is biblically known only when it has become part of our experiential life. But an experience without the right context to put it in risks being misunderstood, wrongly applied. At the core of who God is: He is love (see 1 John 4:16). And this God kind of love is impossible outside of relationship. Father, Son and Holy Spirit have all the relational fulfillment they will ever need within themselves. But their love is so big, so good, so compelling that they are not content to keep it to themselves. God created the world not out of need, but out of love. Which means that you and I were created not out of need, but out of love and for love. You are created, fashioned for,
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called into the same love relationship with God that He enjoys within Himself. And you are called to become a reflection of Him in which the fullness of His love can rest in the earth. This is the ultimate invitation and context for a daily walk of encounter. Father, Son, Holy Spirit sharing themselves with you and transforming you to look like them. It is what you were created for. When you truly get hold of that in your heart, it will change everything. And it is this reality that makes the rest of your journey possible.
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For most of us, stillness will never find us. I have learned I must go in pursuit of it. Silence is a humbling thing. It pulls out from under me all the things with which I prop up even my relationship with God. But when I allow it to do its work, it becomes a foundational platform for encounter. How do we pursue stillness? Jesus has great things to say about finding the secret places of meeting with Him. He often withdrew and went to the lonely places to be with Father God (see Luke 5:16).
But you, when you pray, go into your inner room, close your door and pray to your Father who is in secret, and your Father who sees what is done in secret will reward you. Matthew 6:6, nasb
Jesus was talking about making space for encounter. Most Jewish homes back in the day did not have inner rooms or even doors. So what on earth did He mean? Perhaps it was a call to find the secret, solitary places to meet with God. Or, if they could not be found, to create them wherever it was possible. Or perhaps He was not speaking of a physical place at all.
Nor will they say, See here! or See there! For indeed, the kingdom of God is within you. Luke 17:21
If the kingdom of God is within me, then I always have access to it by faith. It is closer to me than the air I breathe. Wherever on earth I travel, including right here in South Sudan, I have come to know the inner room as the interior
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place inside my life where His kingdom lives. I enter it simply by faith and shut the door on outside distraction. And there I draw into a still place where I become aware of His presence and can enter into all He has for the moment. After some years of practice, I can enter this place in my spirit anywhere at any time. But even so, having a still space around me in the natural, physical realm has been crucial in my learning how to embrace stillness and find this interior meeting place with God. Creating a still space might mean muting the cell phone for an hour and letting voice mail intervene. It might be turning off the TV It might include not making email and . Facebook the first priority of the morning. Or even the second. Yes, I am preaching to myself mostly here on this last one! No matter what our circumstances are, we can make space in our lives for time that is His alone if it is priority enough. It is all about finding the rhythm of rest, the pace of grace. May I share some suggestions that have helped me create space for stillness in my own life? Again, these are only suggestions. Put your cell phone on mute and out of sight when you are having time with God. Let voice mail do its duty. The texts will still be there when you are ready to respond to them. Turn your house phone off or go to a room that doesnt have a phone in it. Then you will not be so tempted to answer it. Turn on the answering machine and let it serve you.
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Turn off the television, except when you are actually watching it. Youd be surprised how much easier it is to hear God when you reduce the external background noise around you. Dont let email or social media define your time or set the pace for your day. Find a quiet place. If you are like me and quiet places are in short supply, find a time when everyone else is asleep or otherwise engaged. If you can dedicate a place to your alone time with God (even if it is just the same end of the sofa), sometimes a little routine and a familiar spot really help displace the noise. Consider finding time at the beginning of the day before your mind and spirit have begun to race. Sit comfortably with a favorite cup of coffee or tea, a journal, your Bible and just be. If you like fragranced candles, as I do, light one of your favorites. Breathe deeply I have . a cranberry candle, one that I hauled over thousands of miles to Africa, that is burning beside me right now. If the thousand-item to-do list starts forming in your mind, have a piece of paper accessible on which you can write down bullet points so you know you can return to them later. Once an item is written down, turn your focus back to Him. If you want to quiet your heart by listening to worship music, fabulous. But just make sure it leads you to a place of stillness when its finished. Stop talking. Start listening and looking. God will speak and show you things. He really will.
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Describe a time when you felt unsettled, hungry for more. Turn it into a prayer for God to stir the gift of hunger in your own soul for Him. What have you believed you were created for? Has it ever gotten in the way of simply enjoying Him? How does hearing you are created purely for the pleasure of God make you feel? How can you create more space for stillness in your life? What are some external and internal sources of noise you might need to turn off? Are you willing to do this? Ask Him to help you. What does Gods ultimate invitation look like to you?
Acti v ation : Take a weekday or weekend morning off alone with Jesus. Go someplace quiet, walk in the woods, sit by a stream, just spending time listening to Him beyond the place of words. And while you are there, try to avoid grazing cattle herds.
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