I am writing this article because I see many believers falling into two traps. These traps are very detrimental to peace and well-being during this pandemic. I have listened intently to all sides of the all-consuming issues concerning the covid 19 viruses. The trap is just that we get caught in the all-consuming cases brought forth.
Over the years, I have observed a somewhat troubling scenario. Christians who have been intolerant with each other over denominational, doctrinal or personal conflicts suddenly become animated together over issues. We expect God to put His stamp on our struggle against what we think is destructive to the existence of the overall church and society in general. We go to war over things together and call this unity, yet there are many unresolved issues between us. There is power in being in one accord, but this power comes when we love God and are willing to lay our lives down for each other. True "overturning evil power" is out of deep love. Friendship in God for each other is to be our life and not a task. Without this, we cannot trust one another to be secure in the necessary battles we must face both personally and externally in the preservation of God's goodness and love to a world tossed to and fro, as we see with this virus. When a battle is over, we must not go back to the previous way in our isolation, back to business as usual. The question is, with unresolved conditions looming in the darkness, do we have much power?
I have been in relative seclusion for the last while. There are a number of people I long to see but just can't seem to have the inner unction to do this. Basically, I have been taking care of my 90-year-old mother which is an honour and also blesses the Lord simply because He loves her and wants her to know this before she passes. Also, I have been spending much time walking through woodland trails with Deb my wife and our two standard poodles. I want to get moving on things but it seems like the Lord is saying, "not yet."
Blessed with one of the most fabulous views one can imagine is outside our back windows. We overlook the vast expanse of Lake Ontario. Amazingly, a body of water could have so many faces. I am one of those odd people that believe nature speaks. At times the lake can be wild. Huge waves violently crash on the shore. Over time, the shoreline gives in. A large pine tree lived its life too close to the relentless erosion caused by consisting waves lashing at its roots at beach level. From our window, we watch it slowly lean into the lake. It will eventually float off to some unknown shore or become waterlogged and sink. Nature is forever changing—more about this latter.
This morning a large crow sat in another tree well back from the shoreline. Crows are special to me. God sent ravens to feed the great prophet Elijah meat and bread in the morning and the evening. They are not many ravens around here. We do have crows. Crows and ravens are different but are of the same family of birds. When I see a crow, it reminds me of God's supply for His prophet. Ravens were considered unclean in the old testament. They are known for eating "roadkill" dead animals.
I understood something that was life-changing.
I just had wonderful dream last night. I was the pastor of a church of “misfits.”
The fact I was the pastor I think has little to do with the dream. I too was a misfit.
The church was wonderfully chaotic but had a strange hidden order. A leader from the
past church system was there and seemed to fit in that was Marc Dupont. His personage
I believe may have been representative of the prophetic, meaning this is yet to come.
Another leader I knew and respected was there on the piano. He did not play and was not acknowledged. This speaks of the fact that not all leaders could handle the “organized disorganized” church service.
None the less Marc was delighted .
Like a ship with a broken rudder
Like a poet without a poem
A painter without a canvas
And a singer without a song
A man losing his faith
The darkness of night
Must give way to the dawn
She brings a new ship
A new poem
A sweet song
It was at the northern stretch of a European tour when my eyes were open to a reality that has always stayed with me. We followed the route up into Scandinavia with its breathtaking beauty. I liked the rugged northern part of the European continent as it reminded me of my Canada. The trip from Stockholm Sweden to Turku Finland through the hundreds of islands was beautiful reminding me again of areas in Canada I have traveled. I went up to this land of the Vikings twice.
Two nights ago, I had awakened from an incredible experience. I was dreaming, and within the dream state, I woke up. I came out of a house into the most breathtaking beautiful day. If you can understand this, I was not in an imaginary state of mind. The dream was not "lucid dreaming." The day possessed my total being.
I know this is coming to the ones who love Jesus Christ.
There is a new day coming.
We were camped in the desert
A permanent place
No one knew God had gone
But they were still a plantin.
The dream is real
Regain the dream
Pass through the pain
The power is great
It's not where you're looking
But the dreams still real
As a young kid, I was fascinated with the Indians as we called them. They were noble, colourful and contained a mystery that I wished I had. I loved their connection and reverence for nature.
As with black slaves, they too were looked at as less than human by the European settlers. European sicknesses and diseases some say wiped out perhaps 75% of the aboriginal population. Treaties agreed upon in good faith were routinely broken by the white man. Much more than their land was taken. There was a dark plan to control and change their very essence.
Dan Chappell was fathered in the prophetic by Robert Ewing of Grace Churches of Texas in the early 80’s and mentored in “The Heart of the Father" by Jack Winters.
He is recognized trans locally for his sensitive and encouraging prophetic and strategic insight. His gifting is not just for the local church, but impacts churches across the continent. Debbie, his wife, stands with him in this demanding role.