Friday, November 6, 2009

God Rocked My World - The Path to Brazil (Part 1 of 3)

This month marks 10 years since I went on my first mission trip to Brazil. On November 13th I will be posting a few testimonies and pictures from that trip. In this blog I would like to tell you about some of the events leading up to that amazing journey - some a blessing and some very difficult - the war between Heaven and Hell.

In April of 1999 I met a Brazilian pastor in Hyannis, MA. He is now my good friend Carlos. You can read some of that story HERE. Through him many doors were opened for me to minister in his community both here and abroad. He was my faithful interpreter and has seen me through the good times and the bad times.

The real story of Brazil starts in January 1997. I received this prophecy from a gentleman named Denny Cramer.

"I will give you a heart for nations as well, says the Lord. And you will travel from coast to coast. And you will learn what I am doing upon the earth. You’ll pick up this truth and that truth. I see you going to several major conferences. I see several airline tickets being purchased. I see you getting on a plane-- flying here, flying there, flying here, flying there."

Regardless of how you feel about spiritual gifts, let me tell this was all very exciting; yet bewildering. After all, I am afraid of heights, I don't like flying and had a fear of being in a country where I don't speak the language. It rocked my complacent little, religious world.

During a small meeting, Carlos introduced me to another Brazilian named Lessak. Pastor Lessak did not speak English at all; therefore, all of our conversations were translated. He was convinced that the power of God was not something you could actually experience - just something to have faith in. God was not going to knock him down, and no minister was going to push him either. He stood there and challenged God like Gary Sinise atop the mast of the shrimp boat, in the movie Forrest Gump.

He readied himself like a linebacker before the call to "set." So I gently touched two fingers to his forehead and simply asked Holy Spirit to come. The power of God came like a shotgun to challenge his beliefs.

As he lay on the floor across the room he began to prophesy in English-- "Dav- i - G (the sound of my name in with a heavy accent) will be a minister on our team in Brazil. He will come with us to Brazil."

Wow! Ummm I mean, thanks but no thanks. I like it right here in the good ole' US of A. Carlos was trying to make sure that I knew what he was saying. I heard him loud and clear in English.

The word of God is like fire in your bones. PS Lessak's words resonated in my spirit, but I was scared. What was going to happen to me in a foreign land? What if it was too hard, or something happened to me? How would I pay for it? What if I couldn't get the time off from work? What if...

The wheels began turning. Not too long after, I decided I would go to Brazil. Making the decision was hard - it was way, way, way out of my comfort zone.

After I had a chance to minister in a couple of dozen Brazilian churches here in the states, I started to become comfortable with the culture, and the language. I had a few friends - and well, it didn't seem so unbelievable after all.

Funding the trip was going to be a problem - and I sort of felt that if God would pay for it, then I should really go. The two Brazilians and I went to the beach and prayed for about an hour. We prayed about it on a number of other occasions.

Through a friend, I was asked to participate on the ministry team of a Refresh conference. In the process, one of my teammates wrote me check for $1000. That was enough to buy tickets for me, and for the others.

One obstacle down.

I also needed to get time off from work, so I went to the owner of my company. He needed me there, so 21 days was going to be significant. But he gave me the time off with pay!

The next step was to get a passport. I thought this would be easy, but it wasn't. Check out Part II in a few days to see how God handled that one.


photogr said...

Amazing David how God works out all the kinks for a mission trip he wanted you to take.

Did you get ny help on the fear of flying?

David said...

Larry - I ended up flying here and there so often that I actually became very comfortable flying. I am always happy to be on the ground - but I went to Brazil two more times and the to Europe and Scandinavia as well. I flew around the country planting churches for a few years.

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