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• Reflections
on one night at the Prayer Center on Treasure Island The rainbow is being cleansed over San Francisco! Friday night May 16th, during the SFHOPFAN night watch, a young man from the California Job Corp on Treasure Island was prompted to walk out of the Castro District to find himself in front of Promised Land Fellowship at the SFHOPFAN Cleansing the Rainbow Worship Watch. He was wearing a rainbow t-shirt. At this time he was cleansed of homosexuality, the occult, unforgiveness, and was healed from rejection…A prodigal came home. A first fruit of what the angel delivered in my home... Here's the story… In April, my friend Pat Curtin: forerunner, skilled musician & worship leader, missionary, and now artist, was coming into town to have some of his artwork reproduced. Just two months before Pat had taken a two-day retreat to read the Psalms. At the end of the second day the Lord spoke, "Go paint". Pat had never painted before but had been getting dreams and visions of colors and didn't know why. So he immediately went out and bought canvas, paint, and brushes. Then he grabbed his decorative wall plastering tools. Within a short time, he was on the painting worship team at Bethel Church in Redding. Pat said to me, "Mike, read the seasons… there are more than gold and diamonds coming from Heaven. The arts and more are being released now. Just look up and receive!” See I called by name Bezalel son
of Uri, the son of Hur, of the tribe of Judah, and I have filled
him with the Spirit of God, in wisdom and ability, This was a powerful encounter with God concerning His plans and purposes
for San Francisco. When he replied, “YES” I answered, “Just
tell that to Jesus and ask Him to cleanse you.” The Lord is answering the prayers of the saints; Michael Dowling A story portraying the essence of the San Francisco House of Prayer For All Nations… “MY GOD, THIS IS WHAT
HE WAS TALKING ABOUT!” Here we are as the worst storm of the season cranks up. It is after midnight, and the Go Team, me included, has just returned from a very wet time sharing Jesus and praying for folks in the Castro District of San Francisco. We are greeted at the prayer center by a group of 15 or 20 already gathered in prayer for the third watch. Many of them are young, with a smattering of oldies like me. There are quite a few Asian kids…Chinese, Korean, Japanese-Americans. Some are from San Jose. The young girl at the keyboard has just returned from an internship at the Kansas City IHOP. She is leading in song. Her voice is lovely. As I look around, I can see that San Francisco, Santa Clara, Marin, San Mateo, Contra Costa, and Alameda Counties are all represented. A Hispanic girl has a word of prophecy, which she shares in a simple non-religious way. A young African-American sings his prayers spontaneously. There is a charged atmosphere of real faith and love…for one another, and those for whom we are praying. The beauty and variety of the worshipers and their styles of worship are quite stunning, as the Word of God is proclaimed again and again. We flow from high praise to quiet adoration as the sprit of intercession begins to descend. Some of the young people begin weeping for friends trapped in a nightmare of hopelessness, drugs, suicide, perversion, and abuse. Conviction for my heartless indifference thickens. A young girl has a vision, which she shares. All of us agree in prayer to see it fulfilled. The Presence of the Lord is almost palpable. All of a sudden I realized, my God, this is what James was talking about! James Trumbo went home to be with the Lord the first day of spring, March 21, 2005: just five weeks before the sudden & unexpected launching of the SFHOPFAN with 10 days of round-the-clock worship & intercession. In the 8 years prior to his home going, James lived, breathed, preached, and sang prophetically all that God showed him concerning San Francisco’s destiny as “a city of glory”, and the beautiful overcoming bridal company that would be birthed here. The SFHOPFAN literally arose from his ashes. “Unless a grain of wheat falls
into the ground and dies, it abides alone; but if it dies, TOP Over 300 believers from 32 local congregations & ministries came together to worship, pray, and lift up the Name of Jesus in the heart of San Francisco @ the Cathedral Hill Hotel last Thursday, May 1 for the National Day of Prayer. Among these were 15 San Francisco Pastors & Ministry Directors from 15 different local churches & ministries. Many of these came with their core leadership team. We had a wonderful time greeting & enjoying one another’s company, worshiping, and praying together for our city, region & nation. God spoke to us one year ago, that if we would just blow the trumpet & provide the venue, He would gather the church! This He did! The emphasis for the evening was “TOUCHING THE FATHER’S HEART”. As parents of grown children, we are delighted when our kids get together because they WANT to spend time with each other. How much more does it bless our Father in heaven when His children do the same!!Thank you to all the Host Churches & Ministries: their pastors & leaders for helping to make this gathering such a precious expression of Christ alive in His Body here in San Francisco: SF
Aglow International, Donna Legenza Lets do it again soon.... Next time, gathering MORE of The Family to worship Him: lifting up the Name of Jesus & praying together for our city & a mighty harvest! TOP The 1967 Summer of Love age group representatives: The dishonored parents' representatives: Representing the Fathers The Lord prompted us that we, as representatives of the Summer of Love Generation, needed to repent and reconcile with our parents' generation for casting them, their values and standards aside in the rebellion that began in 1967, opening the door for all kinds of evil. This prayer initiative turned out to be more than we thought or hoped for. VOP Pastor Gazowsky brought his mother (founder of VOP) and family. His daughters led in prophetic worship for two hours. A spontaneous song of the Lord concerning reconciliation between the generations bubbled up. This was our cue from the Holy Spirit to begin. We had no outline - only a goal… Several of us from the 60’s generation repented to our father’s and mother’s representatives for the sins of dishonoring them: trashing their values, choosing the false fire of LSD, drugs, & sexual promiscuity, and speaking word curses such as "Like father, like son, like hell!" Following this, we lined up in rows, the mothers and fathers standing behind the repentant sons and daughters, and then the consecutive generations: 40 year olds, 30s, 20s, teens, and preteens - each group blessing the ones following. Then the youngest in turn released the blessings back through succeeding generations all the way to the mothers & fathers. We thought we had finished when Robert Scott said there was one more thing to do. As the mothers & fathers of the Summer of Love Generation they repented for the sins of racism, segregation, sexism, and hypocrisy that was their part in the evil released. We had a deep sense that heaven had marked this repentance in a Kingdom history book. Although there were only 20 of us, we felt the Lord taking these prayers to repeal the curse operating in our land, and our few loaves and fishes of repentance have been blessed and will multiply. I (Mike Dowling) personally had all the strength leave my body and had to lie down on the couch. As I did so, I saw a giant generator. A hand came down from heaven and grabbed the huge electrical cord attached to it and yanked it from the wall. At that, the generator shut down. I understood immediately that the generator was operating through the dishonoring curse. As the prayer of repentance went into the heavens, God pulled the plug on the power supplying all kinds of demonic infrastructure throughout San Francisco and our land.TOP “That the Lamb that was slain (Jesus) may receive His reward for His suffering.” These were the last words of a final farewell spoken
by two English lads to their weeping parents and friends when
their ship was pulling away from the docks on its way to the West Indies.
You see, these two Moravian Christian boys had just sold themselves into
lifetime slavery in order to go into the bowels of hell on earth.
This hell hole was a British slave colony owned by the wealthiest of
England’s
Lords, businessmen, parliamentarians and the Church of England. No
Christian workers, doctors or any gifts of mercy were permitted to set
foot on this island. The only way these young men could minister the
love of God to the slaves who were being brutalized: men, woman and children
ripped from their villages; abused by starvation and rape; and sold to
Europeans and Americans after working the plantations of the West Indies…. the
only way to go to them was to become one of them!! So
they sold themselves to the West Indies trading company, not for a few
years, but for life; a lifetime sentence of servitude and
slavery. Their payment?…only that they could work and
live among the slaves in this island hell.
They were never heard from again, but their last words have gone around
the world…
“That the Lamb that was slain (Jesus) may receive
His reward for His suffering.”
From Glimpses of Christian History:The Clapham Group: They Set Out to Change Their WorldA Slave asks, "Am I
not a man and a brother?" “That the Lamb that was slain may receive His Reward for His Suffering…” The Lamb’s reward…? Us! Our
deliverance from the pits of hell and the powers of darkness that motivate
and drive mankind to depravities of injustice and the brutalization of
the innocent… The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because the
Spirit has anointed me to preach good news to the poor and oppressed
(physically and spiritually). He has sent me to proclaim freedom for
the prisoners and recovery of sight for the blind, to release the oppressed
and to proclaim the year of God’s favor.” Jesus, from Luke
4:18-19 Michael D.Dowling TOP Here is a vision I received in Berkeley on 9/3/2007 On Sept. 3rd SFHOPFAN participated in a 24 hour Burn at The Way Christian Center in Berkeley California. During the 2 hour watch preceding ours, a prophetic word was released again & again that “The earth is groaning, awaiting the manifestation of the sons of God!” Romans 8:19. Our watch also went down that vein in worship & prayer. After we finished, I was on my way to the parking lot to retrieve my guitar for the next worship leader .In the church parking lot I was stopped in my tracks by the Holy Spirit, as I began seeing a vision, like a movie, of molten fiery lava running under the ground where we were standing. This lava was like a river flowing under Berkeley. I saw saints standing on what appeared to be UC Berkeley Campus’ Sproul Plaza proclaiming Christ. (The story of Philip going down to Samaria came to my mind.) When these saints stood up and proclaimed that Jesus is the Christ fire came up from the lava under ground and consumed them… they became living torches; and their proclamations created intense heat, & the crowd around them began to cry out, "I'm on fire, I'm on fire!" Some ran away, and I sensed it was into perdition's fire. Those that stayed literally caught on fire just like the proclaiming saints. They were consumed / engulfed by the fire of God. Then I saw these flames of fire, like living torches, walking into churches, where the fire cleansed the people who were there. I then saw them proclaiming Christ outside, & many around them ignited & burst into flames of fire that could not be extinguished. Those that heard their words or were touched by them were stuck with a hot tar like substance that wouldn’t come off... The tar began to burn through their flesh until it got to their souls. When it touched their souls they were born again. I knew that the tar like oil was the GIFT of the Holy Spirit…CONVICTION OF SIN, burning through until it completed its work of radical salvation! There is a Phillip anointing coming directly from the Throne of God, a river of molten Holy Spirit fire coming upon those who proclaim Christ in public. The earth is groaning, awaiting this purifying river to be released through revivalists who stand & proclaim. They will draw it to themselves IN THE STANDING / IN THE PROCLAIMING! |