(Roger to Ken)
“In mythology, the Phoenix was a bird resembling an eagle that lived for 500 years and was periodically reborn. When it died, it rose again from its ashes more beautiful and more powerful. The Phoenix was subsequently adopted as a symbol in early Christianity. It can refer to the Church or an individual. The Phoenix is also used to refer to somebody or something beautiful or unique. There are leaders out there that define prophecy as calling forth the beauty of another person that God sees in that person; but that person may not be able to see that beauty in themselves until it is called out. Satan tries to keep us from seeing it. The reality is the person is unique in the eyes of God, created for a specific purpose even before they are born.”
(Melody to Ken)
“Now change the verse [Luke 4:18-22] and our mantra to reflect this Post-Resurrection state and put your name in there. This is the way John Eldredge puts it.”
“God has sent the Holy Spirit on a mission.
I have great news for you, Ken.
God has sent the Holy Spirit to restore and release something.
And that something is you, Ken.
The Holy Spirit is here to give you back your heart and set you free.”
(Tom to Ken)
“The biggest challenge for anyone on this earth is the rescue of the human heart. Starting with your own. No other creation has that passion. No other part of creation is created for and searches for that intimacy with God.”
(Tom to Ken)
“Ken”, Tom said, “The war is already launched. The question that haunts every man is where that battle is in his own life and the adventure to which that battle calls him.”
(Lorraine to Ken)
“Ken, I’ll tell you this about what you were researching today. I’ve lived here for many years and I don’t believe Frank Benson’s death was an accident. Don’t ask me to prove it or who is involved. I just know it wasn’t an accident.”
(Mrs. Benson to Ken)
“Ken, this area was once the center of the Cherokee Indian people group in America. Two centuries ago in 1838 legislation was signed that forced all the Cherokee Indians to move west of the Mississippi River into reservations. This was under Andrew Jackson’s Presidency, and some 15,000 Cherokees were forced to leave their home. About 4,000 Cherokees died on the march that eventually came to be known as the Trail of Tears.”
…Ken noticed that as she shared, it was as if a great pain and burden fell over her. The brilliant, twinkling eyes began to tear up. Then she quickly pulled herself together. For a brief moment Ken heard another voice. Beautiful. Then that voice was gone.
“I’m sorry,” she said.
Lorraine practically dragged him out of the library, down the steps to the mall, around the corner at the Edison Fountain and into the café. Back to that same table and she said, “Sit”.
“Look,” she said with her eyes flashing. “I believe God did something last night and we just don’t see it yet. God set us up. Something happened, we just don’t see it. There is an agenda in play. God’s agenda. Maybe it wasn’t the one we expected; but our job is to keep our eyes open and to do the best we can, praying for God to reveal His agenda. Remember those Israelites on the edge of their Promised Land? Only they could not see it. They missed the window of opportunity, or kairos moment God gave them and as a result were commanded to wait for the next generation to go in. Let’s pray on that now.”
“Another thing, Ken” Lorraine said, “You must learn to see with your heart. God is after your heart. Pray that God can help you to see with that heart.”
Finally, Don paused and gave a deep sigh. “Today, again, Crusaders must march to recover what was stolen from the Christians by the Muslims and others. This today, in many ways, is the First Crusade for us and the Church today. Those Crusaders made major mistakes at times. We must avoid those.”…
Lorraine asked a question. “What are we supposed to take back?”
Don turned to her. “The political system, the educational system, the health system, the judicial system, the financial system, the family, even the church as an institution2. They have all been stolen from us. Who do you see as a Crusader today?”
“I’ve got my purse. Tom, can I call Ginger and let her know we are all right?”
“No, Lorraine. None of us can call or contact anyone. When the news does get out about the car crashes, there will be people who care about you that will think you are dead. There will be obituaries in the newspapers and on television and the Internet, along with memorial services for you. And there’s not a thing you can do about it. Anyone you even try to contact will become a target. You will have to put aside, for now, any normal emotional response you may have about that. The only advantage we have right now is that the people who are trying to kill us probably think we’re dead and will quit, for the moment, chasing us. There is a consolation. The Church in Sunodia and Seattle is praying for us. They won’t stop.
Lorraine started their conversation.
“This is getting far more than scary.”
“Lorraine,” Tom said, “we can’t go back now. I think God is going to act, real soon, in ways we can’t possibly imagine. I think we’re going to see something big.”
“Like parting the Red Sea?” joked Ken.
Tom jumped in, “Careful, Ken, God may do just that, or at least something that looks like that to us.”
“And you are going to change this?”
“Nope. God will do it. He’s going to use the Holy Spirit to enable us to restore this nation.”
“God help you, Tom.”
“I sure hope so. Will you help us?”
(Speech by Mark Pearson, incoming American Presidential nominee)
“We each have our dreams. Yet, for each of us, the temptress calls, like the singing siren, and lulls us from taking any conscious action. We tend to avoid the pain of rejection, doubt, and disappointment and have numbed ourselves from the epic story of a life fully lived to which God calls us. To sleep through your dreams is to choose a life of restless nights and unfulfilled passions. I applaud the work of this small group that now challenges every one of us and yes, even the sleeping church. God’s invitation to each of us is to seize the divine, or kairosmoments, that are found in the needs of other people’s lives and to speak that moment into them, to encourage them to take hold of their own epic story, even as you take hold of your own moment.”1
(From a speech to the Phoenix group by Mark, incoming US Presidential nominee, quoting a former Czech Premier)
”The danger to America is not President Mike Henderson [former President], but a citizenry capable of entrusting a man like him with the Presidency. It will be far easier to limit and undo the follies of a Henderson presidency than to restore the necessary common sense and good judgment to a depraved electorate willing to have such a man for their president. The problem is much deeper and far more serious than Mr. Henderson, who is a mere symptom of what ails America. Mike was just a willing puppet with a personal agenda. He knows nothing of how America has been forged or what patriotism is. Nothing. Blaming the prince of fools should not blind anyone to the vast confederacy of fools that made him their prince. The Republic can survive a Mike Henderson, who is, after all, merely a fool. It is less likely to survive a multitude of fools such as those who elected him as President.2 ”
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