Smack dab in the middle of a typically busy summer itinerary (which has landed us on the West Coast six separate times thus far!) came a weekend that will forever become a monumental marker in my life. The most recent adventures across our destiny charged nation of America through OR, ME, CA, SD, OH, AK, OK, AZ and NC yielded extremely powerful and heavenly testimonies of transformation, miracles, salvations and enjoyment of the goodness and radiance of His face. Divine relational connections coupled with raw corporate encounters in the Presence of God has resulted in a dramatic extension of the “tent pegs” to the vision God entrusted us with more than four years ago.

But what was infused in my spirit last weekend was even more noteworthy, cataclysmic yet profoundly rich. Bittersweet sounds trite at best and is not a word that even touches the emotional collision of anguish and joy that continually flooded my heart the last few days. My entire family (mom and three sisters plus spouses) traveled to our hometown (and my birthplace) of Missoula, MT. Our purpose in going was twofold: firstly, to gather the long-time family friends for a memorial celebration service thanking God for the life of my dad and, second, to visit my dad’s favorite place on earth: Glacier National Park.

HOMETOWN HEALING

Nestled in the heart of the Rocky Mountains, the colorful hippie college town of Missoula was my family’s home for more than 18 years. It was also the best “playground” a young adventurous boy could grow up in! The community that made up our little Assemblies of God church accurately displayed what ‘Ecclesia’ really means (for more on my childhood town, including some crazy stories, an entire chapter covers this in my new book “Fire and Fragrance” out Sept 1st). So a few nights ago, in the little chapel behind the church, they all came out. Faces I have not seen since I was seven years old appeared for the most beautiful, honest and pure memorial service I have ever been apart of. I could have stayed there for hours on end. I did not want the endless stream of stories, testimonies, reflections, tears and laughter and to ever stop. Waves of healing, gratefulness and awe crashed over my heart and brought joy to my family.

****Side Note – [Many peoples reaction in wake of such a tragedy defaults to reluctance to remember a person or story in order to shield each other from the pain of loss. So, quite often in our culture we simply try to act as if nothing ever happened. Most of the time, this social pattern is a cover-up for the shallow dimension of our relationships and reveals our refusal to cope with the authentic emotions of each other’s heart. Simply put: we prefer our convenience of conversation (i.e. – How are you doing today? Good. And you? Good).]

But despite what most people think in the wake of such a loss, I could listen to these stories, words and testimonies endlessly! Sometimes all I truly long to do in conversation (especially with people that knew him well) is remember my father in this way.

Having to lead worship and share at this small town memorial was clearly one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do in my life. Even leading for 35,000 worshippers packed in a massive stadium never seemed so daunting. From the first chord that night, there was such a beautiful flood of His presence as this congregational choir made up of his old friends belted out my dads favorite songs (“I exalt thee” sure made the list as his AG favorite!). Friends, family, colleagues, doctors and pastors shared reflections, inspiration and hope while bearing their heart through weeping and laughter, sorrow and joy. There was a nearness and sweetness of God that never lifted from the gathering. We experienced the truth of these words in psalms:

“Precious in the site of the Lord is the death of His saints.” – Psalm 116:15

THE TRANSITION AND DICHOTEMY

Similar to many prophets, leaders and believers across the world in this season, I have been seeing the numbers “1111” just about everywhere. It started last fall as we were “transitioning” our home base from Dallas, TX to Harrisburg, PA and has not stopped yet. From license plates to billboards to clocks and even hotel room numbers, these four digits seem to haunt me! It is not hard to prove numbers are very important to God and can carry many different biblical meanings. Some of the strongest biblical interpretations for the numbers “1111” are definitely transition (11 signifies this), awakening (John 11:11), reclamation (Isaiah 11:11) and faith (Heb. 11:11).

My heart has been frayed with the most dramatic and vast dichotomy of last three months. I feel even that feels like an understatement. Just as the pain of losing my greatest encourager, mentor, friend and earthly father becomes too much to bear, I glance over at my wife’s ever-expanding pregnant belly and am instantly filled with an unspeakable hope of what is to come. This is the best of times and the worst of times. The most drastic transition of my life at hand: from losing a father to becoming a father.

THE SPIRIT OF ADOPTION

I have been crying out ever since my father went home for an endless supply of wisdom, revelation and strength in this trying hour for my beautiful daughter on the way. I do not think it was a coincidence that the first three messages I heard spoken from three different cities on my first trip out since my dads graduation carried the message “The Spirit of Adoption.” Rather than shy away from a message and topic that would arouse much pain, there has been a special grace for my heart to press into the kingdom realities of “sonship” and “identity” lately. In fact, it is the only topic I can speak on as it is what is authentic to my spirit.

God has been illuminating many astounding facets of this surreal life as kings, priest, sons and heirs we are now born again into. We are surely living in a “fatherless” generation where a catastrophic “identity crisis” is the primary cause of our dysfunction between each other and with God. I have personally come to grasp the truth that He indeed is “the father to the fatherless, a defender of widows” (Psalm 68:5).

TWO ENCOUNTERS

Facing my own insecurity of becoming a father in a mere three weeks (hopefully not any sooner : ), I doubt that I’ve prayed out this four letter word to God more frequently in my life: HELP. There were two encounters this past weekend that marked me and therefore thoroughly messed me up (in a good way) during this fervent plea.

The first took place just a few days ago as I was jogging alongside the swift mountain river that cuts through the heart of my hometown. As I was wrestling with the sober reality of not having an earthly father to look to as my own time of “fathering” quickly approached, I was caught up a sort of crazy trance. Snapshots flooded my mind of unique and special moments growing up. Flashing before my eyes was the very moment I first rode my bike, my very first soccer game, a hunting trip, sledding in the sub-zero temperatures, the Royal Rangers award ceremony (you AG kids know what I mean!) and many more. In every single memory, my dad was there, was engaged and cheering me on. I began to weep uncontrollable during this as the Lord spoke to me in a strong but gentle voice, “You have been given the example to live by.”

The next encounter took place in my father’s favorite place on planet earth: Glacier National Park. We spent at least an extended weekend or week each summer I grew up exploring this Northwestern Montana treasure. Camping, hiking, fishing and taking thousands of pictures of the grandiose and breathtaking scenery along the “Going to the Sun Highway” marked these special trips. It was like heaven on earth in this “off the beaten path” glorious getaway.

There is a lodge on a lake near the entrance of the park with handmade ice cream and a massive gift shop. While my sisters and mom shopped (frequently for hours!), my dad and I enjoyed the taste of hackberry ice cream while having a rock-skipping contest on the placid glacier lake. I am thoroughly convinced that this is the lone perfect spot on earth where skipping rocks was invented. I had a goal for the rock to skip on the water at least 15 times as they flung out of my hand. He cheered me on with every throw.

As I revisited the bank of this lake, the words of conversations past with my dad flooded my memory. On those afternoons far away from everyone else, we talked about anything and everything that was on the mind of a 6 to 11 year old. He made sure that we didn’t retreat from that place without me hearing how much he loved me and was proud of me as his son. As this was the first visit of my life to this spot without my earthly father, my heavenly released this same confirmation over my heart in an almost audible voice: “I love you with an endless love and I am so proud of you, son.” The sound of this authoritative voice pierced my heart.

THE EAGER EXPECTATION

In light of all that my family and I have gone through and the fresh perspective of identity that has graced my broken heart, I believe that there is an authority coming on my personal message as well as our entire Burn 24-7 tribe scattered across the nations of the world to trumpet the reality of “sonship” and “adoption” in Christ. This is a message that could not be timelier for this season of transition God is calling our generation into.

The hopeless, rejects and dying of the world are not looking for a polished, relevant “professional” itinerant showcasing a plastic and palatable Christianity to reveal to them the meaning of all life. But as a desperate and exhausted flight attendant uttered to me just yesterday as our Boeing 757 was soaring off the runway, “We all just want to find out who we are and why we are here, right?”

The world is searching for an identity that we have been mandated to display. For unlike the rest of humanity, we believers are not “enslaved by fear” but possess the “Spirit of sonship” by which we cry out “Abba Father” (Romans 8:15). And creation is longing, waiting, hoping, looking for this very reality and sense of belonging! Coming out of this trial of heavy loss in my own life, this simple truth is my reward, recompense and renewed vision.

“All creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed.”

Romans 8:19

Let us all transition now into a new season of “Sonship” across the globe!

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Your Presence Is Enough

This album is a beautiful and intrinsic collection of Holy Spirit inspired songs coming forth from atmospheres of energetic, creative and prophetic flow. It is raw, organic and captured live in communities across the world that are experiencing genuine moves of God’s presence and power. From MorningStar Ministries in Fort Mill, SC, to Bethel Church in Redding, CA, and the Soul Survivor youth festival in Holland, there is a simple and unified cry of hunger reverberating from an awakening bride that wants the fullness of God’s Presence dwelling in our midst. Just as this divine realm is so apparent during these recordings, we pray God uses these songs and experiences as a vehicle to usher in healing, refreshing and breakthrough to your life. Echoing the words of King David “Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere.” His Presence is truly Enough!

God bless you all!!

sean

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Hey guys,

My heart is filled with great expectation as we prepare to embark on our first ever journey to Haiti. I still remember the first report of the devastating earthquake delivered to me by my wife as I was listening in on one of our Burn conference calls. It was one of those moments where I had to choke down my heart as it rose to my throat. The weeks that followed were filled with intercession like I have never experienced for any natural disaster. I now know that all of this was leading up to a journey of epic spiritual proportions.

For the past two months I have heard report after report of amazing miracles, deliverance, and salvation streaming in from Haiti. The President canceled the annual festival and called the entire nation to three days of prayer and fasting. I read stories of over a million people gathering during that time for twelve hours straight each day in the blazing Haitian heat to humble themselves and pray for God to move in their land. Thousands came to Jesus, over a hundred of which were former voodoo witch doctors! Just this month on Easter Sunday another crusade gathered one million to cry out to God and thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, were brought in to the Kingdom and healed in many various ways. I talked recently to a good friend of mine upon his return from a medical mission to Haiti and was blown away by his stories of DAILY miracles and salvation! He left me with a quote that has burned in my heart ever since. He said, “I went to Haiti knowing God CAN, and returned knowing God DOES!”

In the midst of all of this Glory there is still a great darkness in the land. The majority of earthquake survivors are now forced to live in tent villages that offer little or no shelter from the monsoon rains and violent criminals that are plaguing them. Rape, murder, and kidnapping are a part of everyday life for many without the hope of defense from local police or military. Hundreds of thousands of orphans and widows are left to fend for themselves as the society is in survival mode with little to no food and water.

This Monday, the 26th, our small three man crew of fiery worshipers and intercessors will set out for seven days of releasing a sound over Haiti and contending for the fullness of Heaven to be poured out like never before! We are expecting a fire to be lit that will not diminish until Jesus splits the sky with trumpets blaring, as we intersect with both YWAM and Fire and Fragrance crews and labor to spread the fire throughout the land. To my knowledge, ours is the first mission solely intent on worship and intercession since the great quake and this is a pivotal moment in the history of Haiti. We are seizing a rare opportunity and believing for a great shift to take place calling forth an entire generation to take their place as sons and daughters of the living God and redeem Haiti for the Kingdom of Heaven!

Please join your hearts with us as we contend for this nation! Your prayers are vital as we drive the plow deep and plant Kingdom seeds deep into the heart of Haiti! Pour out your Spirit. oh God!! Now is the time!

–
Fresh Fire and Grace

Mark

“A good man leaves an inheritance for his children’s children…” – Proverbs 13:22

It’s been an exhausting, mournful yet joyful, powerful and beautiful, sad but glorious last few days. It actually all feels like the world keeps moving forward as we continue to stand still. I wish I knew a better way to articulate all that we are feeling, but those of you who have been through something like this understand sometimes words do not do your heart justice.

What I do know is how thankful and blessed we are with the outpouring of love, support and encouragement we have been bombarded with during the past few days. The words, stories and memories have brought laughter, joy and life to our souls. My dad is not a guy that can be easily forgotten and we have relished hours upon hours the past few days where we have reflected, remembered and thanked God for 59 years of His faithfulness shining through the life of my father. I even found the jackpot of over 35,000 pictures on his computer of mission trips he’s led over the past few years. His life was well documented and we will share the legacy with my children’s children.

In my anguish, I have had quite a few explosive “venting” sessions with God including the 5 hour drive through the night down to Virginia on Friday night. On the drive and as I was passing through the nations capital, my mom called me with the news and I’ve never felt such deep despair and brokenness. Over the past few days, I’ve told God how 26 years old is way too young to lose a father and how much more I needed to know from him. I’ve reminded God of how badly I wanted my daughter to be held in his gentle arms and know the touch of her grandfather and how deeply heartbroken I am for my mom and sisters who are left behind. In response to every groan, tear and prayer I release to the Lord, I just keep hearing him say “Sean, I am in control.”
I feel that I have been given an opportunity in the midst of such deep pain, despair and bewilderment to choose to worship and believe that He is good.

The Dream

The service on Monday night was unlike any memorial time I have ever witnessed or even heard of. God gave me a dream over a month ago of the exact service with the exact people with the exact spiritual impact. The dream was so vivid that I even knew what color of shirt I was supposed to wear, WHITE! I was scared to share the dream though, as it seemed to stand in direct contrast to the healing we were pressing in for. In the dream, the service ended with a mighty and weighty impartation being released from God that carried the life and legacy of my dad. During this release, people were absolutely getting wrecked by God to pursue him and surrender their lives sacrificially like never before. It brought an entire shift to the church, city and the nations my dad poured into and catapulted his fruit to a new level.

The dream played out on Monday night in perfect fashion and every single thing came to pass just as I received it. The presence of God was so incredibly thick in the room as over 1000 people gathered to worship the Lord and remember, honor and receive from the life of my dad. Psalm 116:15 declares: “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.” Everyone in the room could feel the pleasure of God that night. People flew in from all over the world as well as hundreds more listening by streaming it live in many nations. We worshipped with all our hearts, laughed and cried during stories and pictures and skyped in missionaries to testify. Hundreds rushed down to the altar at the end to receive an impartation and mantle that my dad carried. The impartation was not just a call for full time missionaries to unreached nations (although many responded for that), but it was to live a life as “living sacrifices.” Many weeped, laid prostrate and recommitted their lives in a whole new way. It’s like it turned into a full blown revival service! My dad would have totally loved it!

We also heard that there were numerous memorial services coinciding simultaneously around the world. One of them took place yesterday in Ghana, West Africa among the unreached Lobi people group. A few years ago, my dad brought a team and planted the first church ever in that people group under a large tree. Today, more than 35 thriving churches have grown out of that initial church and the Lobi’s are reaching their unreached neighbors. His legacy and impact far surpasses anything we could even imagine and they gathered under that same tree to honor him yesterday. I am completely overwhelmed and humbled.

A Heavenly Perspective

We have heard so many incredible dreams and visions of my dad dancing, laughing, hugging Jesus and enjoying heaven over the past few days. These are an ever constant reminder of what a blast he is having up there right now.

I felt impressed to share with you a word that Cindy Jacobs sent me upon hearing of my dad’s graduation a few days ago. She is like a mom to Kate and I and is on our Burn 24/7 Apostolic council. I believe this open vision she received below will bless you and help release a fresh perspective into your heart for what is taking place in heaven.

While reading your letter, I heard these words,

“Dancing with Jesus”

Right after that I was caught up in a vision of your dad dancing with Jesus and a multitude of people of nations who had gone on before him. The celebration of his homecoming was fantastic as thousands of many tongues and tribes worshipped the Lord together and sang the new song of the redeemed.

The next thing I saw was him in the “council chamber of heaven”. It looked like NORAD used to look in the mountain in Colorado Springs. There were maps of the nations of the earth displayed on huge “screens”. Rejoicing took place in the war room of heaven as they welcomed a “General of God” to strategize for the unreached peoples of the earth. Angels stood at attention waiting to be dispatched to the ends of the earth.

Your dad walked into the chamber as an “elder” in the Lord. In the vision I saw him smile a huge smile and throw his head back, laugh and declare, “It’s true! It’s really, really true! One day in your courts, Lord, is better than a thousand elsewhere.”

God bless you, Sean! Be strong in the Lord and finish your work here on earth. Your dad is busy releasing heaven to earth.

Love,

Mom Cindy

The Impartation

There is so much more to say and I could go on and on…….and I will go on and on for my entire life. All of you better get ready for endless stories and testimonies of His life coming to a church, conference, mud hut, mosque, temple, underground hiding place or theater near you!

I pray everyday to become just a fraction of the man He was and i know that God has released something significant on my life through this process. Yesterday during his burial, I told God that I was not going to leave that place until He imparted everything that I needed from my dad to carry on as a son, father, husband and leader for my life. I believe there was a divine transference that took place in the midst of my brokenness. I know this loss to every single one of us does not bring an opportunity to altar and fall back on the mandate before us. The best honor we can give a man like this is far surpassing even his biggest dreams. I’m giving my life to this end and will never ever ever let up.

I leave you today with one of the last entries from His private journal. I pray as you read these words of a surrendered and sacrificial life, God will mark you with fresh fire to truly become a “living sacrifice” (Romans 12) that will burn bright until we all meet with my dad again.

“Lord, You have lavished your love on me in truckloads – thank you!!
You have given me your peace and your presence.
A gift of peace and covered me with it.

Lord you have given me faith beyond any understanding,
You have give me healing and deliverance from my enemy.
You are my God and I acknowledge you and say there is no one like you.
You are my God and I will serve no one else.

I want to dwell in your house forever, I love you so much.
The one thing I ask is that you be glorified in all things, in everything I do –

Shine forth to all nations – let your glory shine forever more.
Be glorified, be glorified
May peoples throughout the earth come to be your children
Like I am your son.”

a proud son,

Sean

Last night, as a grand finale to our marathon tour in South Africa, our team spent the night in a cabin out in the “bush” where lion’s, hyena’s, jackals, cheetah’s, rhino’s, buffalo’s and every other crazy animal they have here roam free. It was an experience we will never forget as we drifted off to sleep to the sound of lions roaring and hyenas calling under the full moonlight. The soundtrack of Africa is something I could listen to every night as I believe it resounds and calls to the wild heart hidden in each of us. There is a ROAR coming from the burning hearts of this nation and it is a frequency from a culture that the world has not yet heard!

THE VISITATIONS

The amount of things we have packed into this nine day trip is truly unreal and quite supernatural. This past Sunday night in Cape Town marked the completion of 13 crazy, glory-filled, fiery gatherings within just one week across 4 different cities. And as I’m sure you can guess, none of them were short meetings either!! Every single night we were blindsided with full crowds of hungry, desperate and passionate people that were not willing to leave until they got what they came for. Most of the meetings ended around 11pm or midnight with worshippers still stuck to the floor and pulsating from the power of God. We had full-on encounters in the throne room, dramatic angelic visitations and the release of new sounds, rhythms and melodies. Although God intricately weaved a common theme and thread throughout these gatherings last week, every night was different, unpredictable and absolutely a blast! Despite our intense schedule, there is a grace and ease to ministry when it’s completely saturated with God’s Presence and totally dependent on HIM to show up. A few of the nights began with us a little fatigued and clueless on where to go or what to do. But in the place of waiting and resting, He taught us how to soar with him “on wings as eagles” (Isaiah 40:31)! Energy from Heaven was released, the sick were healed, the disillusioned were given fresh faith and expectation was implanted into the hearts of the bride of this nation to dream again! The hunger of the people of this nation truly put a demand on Heaven to invade and respond every night. God is so faithful and kept showing up again and again!

HOSTING THE WORLD

We truly arrived on the soil of this land in such a strategic and divine hour! In fact, there was an entire team full of 30 wild revivalists from Bethel Church in Redding, CA that were on my same flight! It made for an interesting and glory filled 16-hour plane ride where the entire plane was literally a “captive” audience to conversations, prayers and prophecies of revival and healing unleashed on the nation of South Africa! Not only is the authentic move of God accelerating with rapid momentum in several cities and towns across the nation, but the world will show up here in less than 70 days for one of the biggest multicultural celebrations this year. The FIFA soccer world cup, which will be the first ever hosted by an African nation, is expected to beckon hundreds of thousands from across the world within the borders of this country. The South African people have been busy building state of the art gigantic stadiums, new highway and road systems, infrastructure, hotels, bigger airports and much more as they prepare to “Host the World” (slogan used at most airports and billboards). The cities are abuzz with anticipation as the nations will soon converge here.

HOSTING THE PRESENCE

Even before the hordes of people descend here, I believe God is teaching His body in this nation how to host His Presence first and foremost. Our team has been teaching, encouraging and releasing prophetic words everywhere we go about becoming a resting place for the Presence of the Lord and returning back to the first commandment. This has really struck a chord with the people and the hunger to establish furnaces of night and day worship, prayer and mission is mounting. I have had dreams while I’ve been here of planes landing in Johannesburg from the nations and people stepping off the plane into an “atmosphere of encounter” where they experience the beauty and majesty of the Lord even before anyone has a chance to witness to them! The land would be flooded with the glory and fragrance! Wouldn’t that be amazing?

Our last night in Cape Town and during the “sunday service marathon” (5 consecutive LONG services), I was moved to preach one of my first messages (and ONLY message at that time..haha) God gave me when the Burn first launched out 4 years ago. As I shared about “Becoming a Bethany” while referring to the story in John 12 of Mary pouring out her finest on the feet of Jesus, people began to break down weeping all over the church in every service. The Holy Spirit then took over and each service began to “blend” somewhat into the next. Four separate young girls from different families approached me throughout the day to share an open vision and encounter they had the night before. All four of them had the exact same vision down to the same exact details, places and colors! They were all transported up to a Heavenly place and began washing the feet of Jesus while weeping and wiping His feet with their hair. It was if heavens confirmation was brought to the word that was spoken! I love it when that happens!

There is a mantle God has placed on this nation to be a “resting place” for all of Africa! I believe the fragrance of the extravagant, costly and inconvenient worship will be released to flood the “dark” continent (as the world refers to it) and radiate a brightness that will never go out! As I told every church in every city we visited, these massive state-of-the-art soccer stadiums are not really being built for just soccer! I have had several clear visions of worshippers from every race, tribe and tongue of this nation packed out in the stadiums from Durban to Port Elizebeth to Cape Town and beyond releasing a “roar” of love, devotion and praise that NEVER stops!!

THE ROAR

The roar that will soon take over the churches, streets, airwaves and culture is being unleashed from lovesick worshippers who are pursuing the face of God with crazy passion. We hung out with these people every night and they simply wouldn’t even leave the meetings when they were over! They could have stayed and worshipped all night long!

When my plane hit the ground 10 days ago in Johannesburg, I could literally feel the ground crying and groaning for this frequency of life and truth to be unleashed on the darkness, oppression and corruption of the land. Just as “all creation groans” (Romans 8:19), I also believe the people of the world are in for a beautiful surprise as God amplifies the sound of this nation!

During our last night’s stay way out in the “bush,” we could hear the lion’s off in the distance growling and roaring. The sound was so intense and low that it carried over the hills, through the trees and reverberated in our cabin! When we heard this sound, we immediately had to stop all conversation and pause while we sat in silence under the weight of the roar. We later found out that the roar of a male lion can be heard for up to 5 Kilometer’s away (3 miles)! When this king of the jungle lets loose, everyone in his territory is gripped with fear from the fierceness of his sound. Jesus is referred to as the “Lion of the tribe of Judah” in Revelation 5:5 and is roaring over this nation with the utmost fierceness and authority! Every principality and power shakes when He roars as they know their residency and power over South Africa has come to an end! His roar silences every other noise and demands attention and response.

Beyond just pretty worship songs and mimicking the newest and hottest worship CD’s, this is the sound South Africa is learning to release.
It is completely indigenous, free, abrasive and carries the weight of authority as the Lion of the tribe of Judah! As the 11 different languages, many tribes and vast cultures that make up bride of this nation fully come into that sound with true unity, the entire continent of Africa and the world will take notice!

The roar is coming….creation is eagerly awaiting….God is longing…

TAKE YOUR PLACE SOUTH AFRICA AND RELEASE THE ROAR OF FREEDOM AND AUTHORITY IN THIS HOUR!!!

sean

We’ve been caught up in a crazy whirlwind for the past 48 hours!

In typical Burn 24/7 fashion, we landed late Saturday night and immediately kicked off three intense, free, explosive and LONG services the next day in the city of Johannesburg. I guess I was not expecting to witness the hunger, desperation and passion that was rising from these burning hearts!  It was a pleasant and wonderful surprise and it was amazing how four hours would fly in these meetings with the thick Presence of God releasing supernatural healings, winds of refreshing and dynamic breakthrough!

THIS LAND IS SO INCREDIBLY RIPE!! The moment my plane touched down on the tarmac, I could feel the ground crying out and Romans 8:19 hit my spirit!!

“All creation waits in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed.”

There were moments from the endless hours of worship, prayer, glory and warfare we experienced yesterday where I could hear a fresh sound coming out of the months of this tribe!  It is a sound I have never heard before but gripped me with its rawness, tenacity and resolve to see the kingdom manifest in its FULLNESS on this nation! The only way I can describe it is a “sound from the underground” and I could not stop singing and prophesying that over the nation!

We continue our whirlwind journey today with a flight to Port Elizabeth for a strategic gathering this afternoon in a massive soccer stadium (built to host the World Cup this year) to pray, contend and press in for revival with pastors, leaders and masses of worshippers from across the nation. We’ll then have another epic gathering tonight with the hungry to go for it!

Tomorrow we fly to Durban for three days in a row of gatherings at different churches and then onto Cape Town for the grand finale to end the weekend!

More to come from our team! We are feeling full of life, energy and faith and have only just begun! Keep us in your prayers this week for strength, endurance and prophetic insight to be released in abundance!

Love you all dearly!! The people of South Africa are pressing in and we are honored to join them!

Sean

As usual, words and blogs seem ever so dull to articulate and express the explosion of fire and faith that we are witnessing catch communities, cities and nations ablaze all over the world. I feel there is a depth to the move of God this year that I have not felt before within our movement. The eyes of our leaders are not just fixed on the one time epic events and gatherings, but rather pressing in for the sustained fruit of lives, hearts and families being totally overwhelmed and overtaken with hunger and faith for God. And it’s really catching with every increasing momentum!

THE RECAP

From the launching of first Canadian burn furnace during the Olympic games in Vancouver -  to the weekend rumble with the Burning Ones interns and leaders across Oklahoma -  to the 72 hour wild “I Must Burn” inferno in our new home of Harrisburg, PA – to a full week of strategic gatherings with our tribe across Texas – to an epic 700 club interview and live worship set at CBN (which airs Wed, Mar 17 at 930am Eastern on ABC family channel) – to Gastonia, NC for a midweek worship and prayer strike – to our nations capital (Washington DC) for a full weekend of fire to shift the country and onto South Africa later this week……WE ARE GOING FROM GLORY TO GLORY MY FRIENDS!!!!

Some people think travel quite a bit, way too much or an unhealthy amount…those are usually the most common three remarks Kate and I receive concerning our schedule. But after studying the First and Second Great Awakenings led by a mad man named John Wesley, I discovered that in a day before airplanes and facebook, he personally travelled over 250,000 miles on horseback, preached 40,000 sermons and wrote over 250 books and tracts!!!! And this all happened while he was still in England and before he came over to America where his schedule really picked up in a country much bigger, wider and hungrier than where he came from!! After the unveiling of this unbelievable fact and after looking at the mileage chart of Paul, Peter and others from the Bible, my schedule seems a bit weak and tame I guess. Maybe I can work on that!!

THE FINISHER

I want to highlight one simple truth God has been revealing to me in the midst of this beautiful, sometimes painful and very unpredictable journey thus far in 2010.

Hebrews 12:2 says this:

“Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith…”

There is so much to this verse, but what God has been having me mediate on during a season of advancement with extreme opposition isa basic and fundamental truth. He is not only the author or iniator of our faith, BUT HE IS ALSO THE FINISHER! God is not a man and does leave any of His work, dreams and promises unfulfilled and unfinished. He always always always finishes what He begins. Most Christians have nailed down the concept and truth of God being the initiator of their faith. We know the mess and pit of despair that we were rescued from. We understand that we love Him because He first loved us (1 John 4:19). But do we truly believe that He is going to carry this work in our lives out to total fulfillment? Do we trust that He will complete every promise and bring every dream He birthed in our hearts into total reality before us? I promise that if you grab onto this and allow it to become truth in your life, you will deal with much less anxiety, fear, torment, unbelief and depression the enemy and world are throwing your way.

Imagine if we lived our lives with renewed vision? Instead of “just trying to make it through,” “weather the storm” and “scrape by” in seasons of testing and trial, what if we lived from the perspective of faith and were firm on the “finishing” ability of our God? Jesus knew full well the character of His father and pressed through every trial, tribulation with prophetic foresight on the fulfillment and finished work of God in Him!! I love how the author of Hebrews captures this…”who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, scorning its shame and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” He carried JOY through the pain cause He knew what was coming….the right hand of the Father! WHAT A PERSPECTIVE!!

THE TRACK RECORD

God is not like us and does not leave work, dreams, promises unfinished and unfulfilled. Lately, I’ve felt the Lord compel me to reflect on the amazing “track record” of His faithfulness in my own personal life. Quite a record it is and how quick I am to forget it!!  From the miraculous deliverance  in Africa as an AK47 was grinding my skull into a cold slab of cement while Ugandan thieves promised to kill me after they asked if I believed in “the Way”….to my wife and I fleeing our new house, new job after college and packing our car to the brim in obedience to plant “resting places” for His Presence across the world (launch of Burn 24/7)…to paying my mortgage on time last month and feeding my pregnant wife…haha!!

I could go on and on and on…and so could you. We have been given an incredible HISTORY with God that reveals His consistent nature to be Faithful and FINISH what He starts! Even thinking about the thousands and thousands of hours of worship and intercession that are released every month in our BURN 24/7 furnaces across the world – from Cambodia to Iraq to Mexico to Germany to America!!! Look at all God has done in such a short time!! This gives me a stronger and brighter faith more than every before for Him to do “exceedingly, abundantly” MORE (Eph 3:20).

Allow the truth of that “track record” to launch you into a deeper place of believing for more. All of the sudden, my fathers cancerous brain tumor my family is battling does not seem like too big of an obstacle compared to what God has already done! Not one single word will fall to the ground! As we approach this season of Spring and even prepared by changing our clocks forward this past weekend, I believe there is a grace God is releasing to SPRING FORWARD from the place the of faith to BELIEVE FOR MORE!!

“As the rain and the snow come down from heaven, and do not return to it without watering the earth
and making it bud and flourish,so that it yields seed for the sower and bread for the eater,
so is my word that goes out from my mouth: It will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire
and achieve the purpose for which I sent”

Isaiah 45:10-11

HE WILL DO IT AGAIN

He has done it before and He will do it again in a greater measure!! Please continue to believe for us for lives, homes, cities and nations to be transformed as we press on with BURN 24/7 this month! A few major focuses of the ministry will be thousands of fiery hours of worship and prayer released in 80 cities across the world, discipling the next generation through FIRE AND FRAGRANCE school and BURNING ONES internship, strategic prophetic evangelists sent across the University Campuses of America, Global Mission teams being launched to Haiti and South Africa and a new prophetic worship albums being completed!

Please also take a moment to sow financially to keep this movement alive and thriving across the planet. We are in dire need of financial support in many areas of the ministry and ever penny will be tax deductible and used to keep the fire on the altar burning!! See our 5 convenient ways to give on the link below!

blessings…

_sean