Your way was in the sea and Your paths in the mighty waters, and Your footprints may not be known.

The Lord has been pouring out His Spirit on the young people in our church recently. It is awesome to see the “twenty somethings” experience this current outpouring and then reflecting on childhood memories of the last outpouring of the Spirit. One of these young men began to describe what was happening to him. He said that it was similar to what God did in the nineties but distinctly different. The Lord is doing something new and unique to this generation. Each time there is a fresh wave of the Spirit there are similarities to previous outpourings but there is always a distinction depending on what the Lord is doing at that time. Maybe that is why David said, “Your way was in the sea and Your paths in the mighty waters, and Your footprints may not be known.” The Lord seems to be walking in the water, covering His steps as He goes. Here is what Albert Barnes said about this verse.

“And thy path in the great waters – The idea here may be, that the ways or plans of God are vast – like the ocean. Even in shallow waters, when one wades through them, the path closes at once, and the way cannot be traced; but God’ s goings are like those of one who should move through the great ocean – over a boundless sea – where none could hope to follow him.
And thy footsteps are not known – The word rendered ” footsteps” means properly the print made by the “heel,” and the print made by the foot. The idea here is, that there are no traces in regard to many of the dealings of God, which appear most incomprehensible to us, and which trouble us most, as there can be no footprints left in the waters. We should not venture, therefore, to sit in judgment on the doings of God, or presume that we can understand them.”

Many times, the ways of the Lord are past our comprehension, He has made it like that on purpose. What is the point? To stay totally dependent on Him, even more so in times of revival. Rather than trying to understand it we should receive and enjoy. The natural man wants to explain it, name it, catagorize it, and render in useless. In the nineties everyone wanted to name the outpouring. It was called by some the “Toronto Blessing” and by others “the Laughing Revival”. At the end of the day, God’s outpouring was way beyond one location (like Brownsville or Toronto). It was also way more than laughter. I admit, I laughed as much as anybody but there was way more than laughter going on. What was going on? Things like repentance from dead works, and a new passion and love for Jesus, a love for ministry, a hunger for His word, and an insatiable thirst for information about the previous moves of God. Beyond that there was a new power to preach, a new depth to prophetic utterances, there were visions and dreams, fresh power and creativity for evangelism, as well as a major downloading and releasing of creative gifts in music, song writing, and drama. The list is endless, God’s ways are past finding out. So as for what God is doing in this move, embrace it, embrace Him. Let Him take you where He wants, yield. Above everything else, enjoy. In the presence of the Lord is fullness of joy, at His right hand are pleasures evermore.



Your way was in the sea and Your paths in the mighty waters, and Your footprints may not be known.

One of the effects of spiritual outpouring, at least on me, is a desire to look back into history to see what the Lord has done before. That can be a very powerful tool but we always have to remember that we cannot allow ourselves to fall into a box by trying to replicate what we have seen or heard. If you haven’t figured it out yet, our God is infinitely creative. That means His creativity has no limits or bounds. He is always creating and always expressing His Glory in the most amazing ways. In the outpouring in the nineties, I found myself reading about historic revival and looking at old videos from the forties, fifties, and sixties. I was amazed at the similarities but also very aware of the distinct differences. For example, the outpouring that began in Los Angeles in 1906 was characterized by speaking in tongues. This became the defining mark of that outpouring. Everywhere the Spirit fell, people where singing corporately and spontaneously in the Spirit. In the forties and fifties, there was another move of the Spirit. There were many similarities to the previous move, tongues were a part of this as well, but the main characteristic was a distinct emphasis on healing of the sick. Everywhere you looked there were healing services with many amazing physical healings. Then there was the charismatic renewal in the sixties and seventies. This was marked by many traditional, mainline, protestant churches experiencing the Baptism in the Spirit with speaking in tongues as well as other gifts of the Spirit on display. After that came the outpouring in the nineties, this was characterized by outpourings of extreme joy as well as a combination of elements from all of the other Twentieth Century outpourings. Charles Spurgeon had some interesting comments about today’s Bible verse. Listen to his perspective.
“Thy way is in the sea. Far down in secret channels of the deep is thy roadway; when thou wilt thou canst make a sea a highway for thy glorious march.
And thy path in the great waters. There, where the billows surge and swell, thou still dost walk; Lord of each crested wave.
And thy footsteps are not known. None can follow thy tracks by foot or eye. Thou art alone in thy glory, and thy ways are hidden from mortal ken. Thy purposes thou wilt accomplish, but the means are often concealed, yea, they need no concealing, they are in themselves too vast and mysterious for human understanding. Glory be to thee, O Jehovah.”

As we move into new waters in this new move of His Spirit, what should be our perspective? First, just enjoy what the Lord is doing. Whatever it is, however long it lasts, enjoy, yield, and obey. His outpourings are precious and many times define what the next few years will look like. Secondly, resist the temptation to label or categorize what the Lord is doing. This seems to minimize the work of God and attempts to bring Him down to our human level. We can never understand fully or control the work of God. After all, He is like the great ocean, hard to comprehend and impossible to control.



“Lazarus, come forth.” The man who had died came forth, bound hand and foot with wrappings, and his face was wrapped around with a cloth. Jesus said to them, “Unbind him, and let him go.”
John 11:43,44

The story of Lazarus reminds me of the current generation. In the story in John, Lazarus had been dead for four days, there was obviously nothing Lazarus could do about his circumstances. Lazarus is a picture of all mankind, hopelessly dead in their sins until they hear the words of Jesus, “Come forth!” At the Lord’s command we come out of the darkness which is the horrible tomb of our sin and depravity. We are brought out into the light of His glorious day. When that begins to happen, we begin to experience the power of the Resurrection in our lives. We are no longer dead, we have been made alive by the power of God.
Matthew Henry points out the hopeless condition Lazarus was in when he was lying dead in the tomb. He says that in the same way, all of us were lying dead in our dark lives until the voice of God sent resurrection power into our souls. Check out Henry’s comments on this passage.
“This is typical of other works of wonder, and particularly other resurrections, which the power of Christ was to effect. This loud call was a figure, First, Of the gospel call, by which dead souls were to be brought out of the grave of sin, which resurrection Christ had formerly spoken of, and of his word as the means of it, and now he gives a specimen of it. By his word, he saith to souls, Live, yea, he saith to them, Live. Arise from the dead. The spirit of life from God entered into those that had been dead and dry bones, when Ezekiel prophesied over them. Those who infer from the commands of the word to turn and live that man has a power of his own to convert and regenerate himself might as well infer from this call to Lazarus that he had a power to raise himself to life.”
Christians also need an infusing of this Resurrection power of God into their lives. This power not only awakens us, but it also quickens and sustains us daily as we learn to receive from Him. Many times we have a religious belief in the power of God but are not experiencing that power today. Like Martha in John 11, she said that she believed in the resurrection in the future. She sounds like so many Christians today. “I believe in the coming of the Lord”, but they have none of His power working in their lives today. Jesus told her He is the Resurrection. He is the Resurrection right now. His power is available now. We, like Lazarus, can begin to experience the power of God today in this life. We don’t have to wait until the end of the age. This is the time of the final outpouring before the coming of the Lord. He is crying to this generation, “Come out of your graves, receive Resurrection power. I am the Resurrection and the life”. The Lord is moving in this next generation, maybe it should be called the Lazarus generation. Listen, I think He is calling your name.



So the other disciples were saying to him, “We have seen the Lord!” But he said to them, “Unless I see in His hands the imprint of the nails, and put my finger into the place of the nails, and put my hand into His side, I will not believe.
John 20:25

“I was skeptical”, the words of Rick Shelton, pastor from St. Louis, when he heard about the outpouring in 1994. He was not alone, I too, was skeptical. Who could blame us, we felt like we had seen it all. There had been so many strange side journeys in the charismatic Christian world, this seemed like another one. Now they were laughing, running, falling on the ground, and displaying symptoms of public drunkenness. To me, this was the worst of all the weird charismatic side journeys of all. That was my attitude when I first met Rick. We were both attending a Sunday night service in Maui, Hawaii. Someone introduced us and told Rick to tell me what had recently happened to him. Rick had just been touched powerfully by God in a Rodney Howard Browne revival service. When Rick began to tell me what had happened, I was caught totally by surprise. All, he said was, “Jesus touched me and I have been changed”. His wife Donna was standing there with tears of joy in her eyes nodding her approval. His words haunted me as I returned to New Orleans. Waiting for me at my office was the famous “I was skeptical video”. After watching it, I found myself in Dallas at the revival meetings. My life was about to be changed; suddenly, dramatically, and permanently.
Seventeen years have past and I am still enjoying the fruit of the outpouring I experienced that week in Dallas, Texas. Recently, the Lord began to visit our church again in an unusual way, the young people in our church have begun to experience an extreme, pentecostal outpouring. Many of them were just small children when the Lord visited us in 1994. With all of the controversy associated with the outpouring, many of them had become quite skeptical themselves. It’s not that we don’t want to believe, we just don’t want to be hurt. Just like the disciple Thomas, everything inside of him wanted to believe in the resurrection of Jesus. He just didn’t want to be a religious flake, he didn’t want to be hurt. What changed everything for Thomas? He was changed when he saw Jesus, he heard Jesus, and he touched Jesus for himself. That’s what it took for me in 1994, that’s what it will take for you, that’s what it always takes. Jesus will walk into the room like He did for Thomas, like He did for me in 1994, like He has been doing for the last two thousand years for all of His sons and daughters.
So if you are a little skeptical about the recent rumors of revival at Victory Fellowship, that is okay. Come check it out for yourself, maybe you will hear the Lord say to you, “Reach here with your finger, and see My hands; and reach here your hand and put it into My side; and do not be unbelieving, but believing”.



You have taken account of my wanderings; Put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book?

It seems that there is a bottle of our tears stored up in heaven. Does that mean that the tears of His saints are effective? Are they actually part of our prayer and intercession? I think they definitely are. I will never forget the time the Lord moved on my heart with prayers and tears for my mom. I was riding in the back of a pickup truck on a logging road. It was a cold winter night near Coos Bay, Oregon and I was part of a reforestation team planting trees to raise funds for our Bible School. We had gone into town, about an hour and a half drive, for some business. I rode in the back on the way home, that’s when the Lord began to move upon my heart. I had no idea something was wrong, but a love and a desire to pray fell on me. I prayed for a good while and then it lifted. It wasn’t for a few weeks until I heard from home, we were in total communication isolation in these tree planting camps. My mom had a stroke and wasn’t expected to live. I was able to make travel plans and return home, apparently to say good bye to my mom. When I got back to NOLA my mom was still in a coma, not expected to recover. I will never forget what happened when I went by myself into the intensive care unit at Baptist Hospital. As soon as I took her by the hand and began to pray, she opened her eyes, she had suddenly awakened from her coma. Boy was I shocked, I thought I was going to say good bye but it was really “hello”. The Lord gave my mom another ten years of life, I think I know what those tears in the pickup truck were all about.
Has the Lord ever given you His tears? Maybe for a lost child, or for a sick friend. Has he ever given you tears for a stranger, maybe for a homeless man or a lost young women enslaved in drugs and prostitution? Tears can be supernatural, they can be the compassion of Jesus bringing freedom to someone trapped in the snares of this life. There is a popular song about the “Tears of the Saints” by Leeland, pay attention to these words, maybe the Lord will give you some of His tears.

There are many prodigal sons
On our city streets they run
Searching for shelter
There are homes broken down
People’s hopes have fallen to the ground
From failures

This is an emergency!

There are tears from the saints
For the lost and unsaved
We’re crying for them come back home
We’re crying for them come back home
And all your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home

There are schools full of hatred
Even churches have forsaken
Love and mercy
May we see this generation
In it’s state of desperation
For Your glory

This is an emergency!

Sinner, reach out your hands!
Children in Christ you stand!
Sinner, reach out your hands!
Children in Christ you stand!

And all Your children will stretch out their hands
And pick up the crippled man
Father, we will lead them home
Father, we will lead them home

Pay close attention to the people the Lord brings into your life today. Look at their faces. As you see beyond their symptoms into their soul, you may begin to store up some tears in that heavenly bottle, you may understand the power of the TEARS OF THE SAINTS.



Rom. 8:11 But if the Spirit of Him who raised Jesus from the dead dwells in you, He who raised Christ Jesus from the dead will also give life to your mortal bodies through His Spirit who dwells in you.

The Lord came down in our services this Sunday night, He always does but this was quite different. I knew we were in for a different night when I saw the girls from Mary’s Song getting out of their vehicles about an hour before church. They were singing and shouting in tongues, some of them appeared to be quite drunk ( drunk in the Spirit, a different kind of drunk than what they used to experience). As time for service began to draw near, the noise coming from the sanctuary was intensifying. You see the Mary’s Song girls stayed at it and were joined by many of the young adults who had been away at their retreat, the sound and feel of revival was in the air. As the worship started, the praying, singing, and celebrating intensified, God was in the house and there was no ignoring it. The service consisted of video clips from 1994, testimonies from the young adult’s retreat and worship, lot’s of worship. After the testimonies, Zach and Heather Prosser (two of our pastors) led a team of young people laying hands on the congregation, that’s when it really got messy. Shouting, crying, laughing, trembling, repenting, all of this happening in a supernatural disorder that was actually His divine order for the night. The singing and worshipping went on for hours (I think it ended around 11 pm), lives were being changed, nothing else seemed to matter.
Halfway through the second round of worship, another worship band stepped in so that the first band could receive prayer. The band had been singing Kelanie Gloeckner’s song, “Resurrection Power”, that song seemed to capture what the Lord was doing and is doing amongst us. The song only has a couple of lines that are repeated again and again, we must have sung that for an hour. Here are the words to that song, maybe they are for you today.

“Hallelujah- I am free
Sin and death have no hold on me
We’ve got Resurrection Power
Flowing on the inside”

You see the Resurrection power of Jesus is very real, one encounter with this power and everything changes. This power quickened the dead body of Jesus after He had been laying in the grave for three days. That same anointing quickens our inner man who is spiritually dead, enslaved in our sins. The life changing, life giving resurrection power awakens us from our sleep of death, and then it transforms us into new creatures. We are no longer the same, we actually become sons and daughters of the most high God. This same power quickens our physical bodies. Like Paul taught in Romans 8:11, this power brings life and healing to sick or injured bodies. This same power will transform our dead bodies at the the great day of the resurrection of the dead in Christ. Suddenly, without warning, graves all over the world will give up their dead as the sons and daughters of God are are caught up to be with the Lord in the air. In a moment of time we will be changed, our bodies will be made like His in an instant. These outpourings are just a taste, an awesome taste, of what is to come. Jesus is coming back, He is pouring out His Resurrection power to get us ready.


Prayers of the Saints
Merry Monday by Parris Bailey

“And when he had opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour. And I saw the seven angels which stood before God; and to them were given seven trumpets. And another angel came and stood at the altar, having a golden censer; and there was given unto him much incense, that he should offer it with the prayers of all saints upon the golden altar which was before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, which came with the prayers of the saints, ascended up before God out of the angel’s hand. And the angel took the censer, and filled it with fire of the altar, and cast it into the earth: and there were voices, and thunderings, and lightnings, and an earthquake.”

I love the scripture where Jesus, when talking about prayer, tells us to shut the door and the Father who sees us in secret will reward us openly. Years ago I guess you could say I saw a vision of myself standing outside this huge library. In the vision I realized that I had been standing outside the door for far too long. When I opened the door and stepped inside I was in a large dark paneled wood room and at the table sat the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. They beckoned me to sit down with them. When I sat down I noticed that they were looking at these large scrolls. (Which represented my life) Like I said I had spent so much time outside the door of the library when all along I could have gone in the room and sat down and had fellowship with the Trinity. The presence was overwhelming as I sat at the table looking over the scrolls (my life) with them. At times the conversation grew serious at certain points looking at the scroll, then peace would come again. The vision ended with the four of us bowing our heads together in fellowship.
As I look back at that vision, I recognize that Christ prays through me all my days as a Christian. In the book of Revealation it speaks of our prayers as a vial that is filling up.
A.B. Simpson puts it this way, “We look at a still grander vision. There is silence in heaven. The voice of God has hushed every angelic song, for the prayers of the saints are being brought in. They have been long accumulating, they have been treasured up in vials. God sends for them to be presented at His throne, and as He breathes in their sweetness, mingled with the incense of the great High Priest Himself, no sound is permitted to disturb the sacred hour. But this is not all. The command is next given to take these prayers and pour them out upon the earth again, and as they are emptied back upon the world from which they came, lo, there are voices and thunderings and a great earthquake, and the mighty angels of the coming advent begin to sound the trumpets that proclaim that the consummation of the age has come.”
I will close with Matthew Henry stating that,
“No prayers, thus recommended, was ever denied hearing and acceptance. These prayers, thus accepted in heaven, produced great changes upon earth. The Christian worship and religion, pure and heavenly in its origin and nature, when sent down to earth and conflicting with the passions and worldly projects of sinful men, produced remarkable tumults.”
Your prayer is never wasted, evaporated, not heard or given a deaf ear when He prays through you. Go ahead and shut your door, you will just never know when that 7th seal will open.



Do not fret because of evildoers, Be not envious toward wrongdoers. For they will wither quickly like the grass And fade like the green herb. Trust in the LORD and do good; Dwell in the land and cultivate faithfulness. Delight yourself in the LORD; And He will give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the LORD, trust also in Him, and He will do it.
Psalms 37:1-5

I couldn’t believe my eyes, it was the grand opening of our little church on Kawanee Drive and there was a picket line in front of our building. Not only was there a picket line, there were television cameras and reporters. I had never seen anything like this or even heard of such a thing. Why were the people picketing? That was not that important but let’s say these picketers were not happy. I had just finished Bible School and became ordained with the Assemblies of God. The local church officials gave our new congregation this empty church building and that’s what started the problem. I guess these picketers were leftovers from an old church split and I was inheriting the mess. Oh the joys of ministry!
I dealt with these picketers for the next year. They not only picketed our church services, they followed my wife to our home, would stop and glare at me when I was working in the yard, filed lawsuits against us that ended up in the Louisiana Supreme Court, and would carry insulting signs as well as hurl insults at the church members as they crossed the picket lines. I never learned about these kinds of people in Bible School, I thought church people would just love Jesus.
In the midst of all that confusion, we were experiencing a divine visitation. Young people were coming to Christ weekly and experiencing true conversion. Drug dealers, strip tease dancers, pot heads, alcoholics, you name it, people were coming to Christ. I will never forget this “dancer” that came to the Lord during that season. She came to church in “hot pants” (remember, this was 1979). The picketers started yelling insults and rules about church at this brand new Christian. The picketers were of the hair bun and ankle length dress variety of believer. Thankfully, some of our church ladies were able to walk this young girl through the mine fields of religion. Don’t get me wrong, we believe in living holy, but sometimes it takes a couple of weeks for the new christians to get it.
The services were like heaven on earth. The singing was loud, passionate, and life changing. It wasn’t unusual to have demons cast out and various other disruptive outbursts in the services. We were experiencing revival and had no clue what revival was. Many times the Holy Spirit would fall in the services and we would sing for hours, God had come near.
Like today’s scripture says, “Don’t fret because of evil doers”. They tend to show up when the Lord begins to move. If you are facing unusual problems, look around, you might be in the middle of revival.



Psa. 69:1-3 ¶ Save me, O God!
For the waters have come up to my neck. I sink in deep mire,
Where there is no standing;
I have come into deep waters,
Where the floods overflow me. I am weary with my crying;
My throat is dry;
My eyes fail while I wait for my God.

Everybody from New Orleans has their Katrina stories. We all talk about where we went during evacuation, how long we were gone, and what happened to all our stuff. I didn’t lose nearly as much as many people did, but I will never forget the “horrible pit” that my basement became. I never new there were basements in New Orleans, at least not until I move to the Carrollton area. That is where we lived in 2005 when Katrina came knocking at our door. This basement was about four feet below ground and four feet above ground. When the flood waters hit our neighborhood the basement quickly filled with almost eight feet of water. As most people know, this was not normal water, this was filthy water polluted by human waste. Disgusting!!! That is how it was for about the next three weeks. By the time I was able to get to my house and get someone to help me pump out the water, it had become quite ripe. The smell was horrendous. It was that sweet, pungent, disgusting smell. That kind of smell that has an odor like a dead dinosaur. It was nasty.
Whenever I find myself in a tough spot, I think about that nasty basement. Sometimes I think I can still smell that smell. The odor was in my house for the next year. Why do I think about that horrible basement? It reminds me of the miracles that often follow those horrible experiences in my life. It does me good just to rehearse what the Lord did after Katrina, it reminds of the goodness and faithfulness of God.
So here goes. First, the Lord provided for me personally. Many friends and ministries not only helped me fix my house, but supported me financially for the next six months. Not only was I sustained, I actually didn’t draw a salary for that entire time, that was a great blessing to our church. Along with all of that, there was the incredible help our church received. We were supplied a continual, daily flow of semi-truckloads of food and supplies. This went on for a year, we were able to be a blessing to thousands of families in a very difficult time. We were given house trailers for about 14 families that stayed on our property for the next two years. We received finances from all over the world to purchase a historic church in downtown New Orleans. This served as a soup kitchen for two years. Since that time, it has become a functioning inner city church as well as the home for Mary’s Song, our rehabilitation center for young women. Another result of Katrina was the purchasing of our new location for our church, Victory North. The Lord provided a tremendous opportunity for a strategic location for our new church on the north shore. So when I think about that horrible pit, otherwise known as my basement, I remember the incredible events that took place as a result of that disaster. If you find yourself in a pit today, be encouraged, miracles seem to come out of those disgusting situations.



Psa. 40:1-2 ¶ I waited patiently for the LORD;
And He inclined to me,
And heard my cry. He also brought me up out of a horrible pit,
Out of the miry clay,
And set my feet upon a rock,
And established my steps.

Have you ever been in a horrible pit? I am not talking about the ordinary, everyday pit. I mean a disgusting, embarrassing, painful pit of despair. The kind of pit that everyone hears about, and then, everyone talks about. Years ago I fell into a pit, it was an experience beyond anything I thought was possible. It happened after one cold, rainy night when I was working at B & C Egg Ranch. I got to work just before 7 that morning, it had been raining a horrible cold rain all night. The ground between the chicken houses was flooded. As I started my day I heard the sound of the pump running between the houses, that wasn’t a good sign. The rain had effected the switch, the pump came on, and all night long it had been pumping liquified chicken manure into a 20 foot deep pit. The pit had overflowed and flooded, along with the flooding rain. Not a pretty picture. Rather than thinking, I just responded. I took off running to turn off the pump, and you guessed it, I went flying right into the invisible 20 foot deep pit of cold, liquified chicken manure (it was about 40 degrees). Disgusting! The only good thing was that my head didn’t go under the chicken mess.
Every time I hear about a pit, that experience comes into my mind. Have you fallen into a pit? Are you facing, embarrassing and maybe disgusting situations? That is exactly what David was describing in his prophetic song, “I waited patiently for the LORD; And He inclined to me, and heard my cry. He also brought me up out of a horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, He has put a new song into my mouth”. In that place of desperate circumstances, we are prepared to receive from the Lord. David described how the Lord came to him in the midst of his circumstances. The Lord not only delivered him from the pit, but He also put his feet upon a rock.
After my horrible chicken pit experience I had to deal with the ramifications. What were the ramifications? One of them was the smell. It took a couple of days to get the smell off of me. That was embarrassing! And then there were the comments. “What did you do that caused the Lord to allow this to happen?” What kind of question is that? Bible school students can be quite cruel. In the midst of this whole situation I learned a powerful lesson. I learned that the Lord would protect me and would not allow me to go through anything without Him being with me. Actually, it is in these kinds of situations that we can experience God in our lives. He seems to hang around horrible pits, it is in those places that His power and grace are displayed in us and to us. If you find yourself in a horrible, disgusting pit today, get ready for a miracle. I believe help is on the way.