Ministering in Norway

Praise God another fantastic trip to add to all the others. The first two weeks of ministry in Norway was high qualit, not quantity and as God doesn’t count numbers, and I don’t either, it’s individuals that count, they were great meetings.

Please pray, I found three of my friends over there either have, are in treatment for, or are recovering from cancer one of which changed plans for my first weekend.

We didn’t have the usual children’s conference day on the Saturday but on Sunday the church whose building we use for it asked me to speak to their young teen’s group during the morning service which was so God. A small group who sat glued following every word and everyone responded at the end then God gave me words for three of them. Later my host filled me in with some background the words took on a whole new dimension. The first (unbeknown to me at the time) was the younger brother of my eighteen year old interpreter, all I knew was he was in tears as I shared how important he is and God’s special plan for him. My host told me, all his life he has lived under the shadow of his brilliant older brother but this word was just for him alone. The other two, I had no idea they were brother and sister, the girl I felt a strong emphasis on ‘you can do’ then found she desperately lacks self confidence.  Her brother I hadn’t remembered but he was in the children’s conference two years ago but every meeting he insisted on sitting at the back on his own and was in and out of the meeting disturbing everyone around him. Now was God’s time for him, he sat glued in during the teaching then as I gave his word I literally felt the Holy Spirit moving on him and when I finished he just stood as if frozen on the spot. That was not the end of God’s encourage David time, I found the lady who leads that group was in my meetings when she was a little girl and now she is in ministry.

The next place I had two week night evenings together with the children where it was clear there is a big divide between those who are hungry and open to God and those who are not. The first night only the hungry ones came and we had a brilliant time. Three boys and two girls who soaked up the word and everyone responded for prayer quite independently. The second night four others joined us and all but one made it very clear they did not want to be there and were not happy. They were only three but we had quite a battle with the spirits at work in them overshadowing those who were hungry. Three of the hungry ones were not going to miss out and they hung in responded and received. God who is always the encourager did His thing and at the end I felt God give me a word for one of the girls who was so excited when I called her out and likewise her mother who was sitting in. My interpreter and I both said to each other that we could physically feel the spirit of God pouring out from her the whole time she was at the front.

The following Saturday was quite an unusual meeting it was just four girls, not by design but the father of the others made excuse not to have his children there. They were quality girls and hungry taking in quite long teachings and enjoying it. One stood out above the others and in the family service the next day God gave me a powerful word for her. Her mother cried through it then told me afterwards, that confirmed other words her daughter had had at different times during her life. She has good English, loves to use it and has a heart for the mission field so there is great potential there.

The next weekend things changed dramatically, Friday morning the devil invoiced the blessing to come with an attack after teaching in the Christian school belonging to the host church there. This church always has two meetings on a Friday night, children’s followed young teens. Last year we had twenty three children and a handful of teens most of whom had left by the time we finished. This year there were over seventy children and twenty teens most of the children at least are from unsaved homes. Both groups sat still and listened to every word (Norwegian youngsters are very strong willed if they don’t want to do something) then at the end, with the children over thirty were at the front responding for salvation. The teens, over half were out for prayer and God gave me words for most as I prayed individually for them. I was told later some of the others said they misunderstood the invitation otherwise they would have come for prayer too. Two boys came out from the younger end of the age group who were very special. I got to them and everything in me wanted to send them straight back to their seats because they were not there for the right reason. They had been the only ones who didn’t listen in fact they were all over the place. But God wouldn’t let me say it, I stood for ages my hands one on each ones shoulder in silence while God showed me what He saw at the bottom of their hearts. What He showed me was very different to the outward appearance and so I began to pray as God led me which developed into a prophetic word for them. Thinking back later they had almost been the last ones I prayed for so they had stood at the front for as long time and they hadn’t moved a muscle just stood with their eyes closed the whole time. Sunday morning we had an awesome family service, the best I think I have had there and almost everyone laid things down (buried things) before God at the end.

The next few days itinerary changed because of one of the cancer situations and I stayed on in this place and had more children’s leaders meetings, spoke in another Christian school and a college Christian union. All I believe in God’s plan not a fill in, they were special meetings.

My final weekend with a small but powerful group of children. This is the church which first introduced me to Norway and the man who now leads the children’s work came into the things of God in the first meetings I had in that country, he was ten years old then. I have been on and off to that church for over twenty five years and recently have been back for five years and this year the meetings have by unanimous decision been the best. Friday and Saturday were with the children and their worship was outstanding (in past many have not joined in) with two children standing out as real worshippers who ignored everyone else and went with their hearts. In the past two or three have been disruptive but this time everyone was so still and attentive and every time everyone responded for prayer and opened their hearts and received. A mark of the weekend was the awesome presence of God in every meeting especially during and after the children receiving, the same thing was true in the family service. After one session of serious commitment by symbolizing burying the old ways to go into the new His presence was so powerful they just sat so still eyes closed for ages with me not knowing what to say. One boy brought two prophetic words one for me. I had words for four who as a result we feel these are ones God has set aside as forerunners of a children’s ministry team. Each one stands out in some special way in their lives besides the words and one his mother told me afterwards  it wasn’t that he just wanted to come he told her he felt a strong urgency that he had to be there. It was definitely God’s time for him. The family service I felt to bring the four children before the church and nail my colours to the mast as to what we felt and prayed for them there. I had an email from the pastor who was in another church that day saying that as his meeting finished he received a text from the mother of one of the four saying she just had to tell him how thrilled and excited she was. At the end a number of adults were out for prayer for the same things the children had, they had led the way. Then followed an unusual situation for me, I finished that meeting went straight to the airport to fly to Oslo then a seventy minute car journey and into a young teens meeting in a new church for me. Interesting adapting from one to the other but the Spirit of God continued to flow as a line of teens and leaders were filled with the Holy Spirit. Many adults, children and teens all responded together for prayer and God gave me words for a number on both days. A new place and the devil wasn’t exactly happy so he stirred things up a bit and caused some reactions among some adults, but not one child, they just wanted to receive.

So much rejoicing once again, putting everywhere together a large number of lives have been touched, changed, turned around or given promise and direction by God. I believe like many in Norway that God is now beginning to stir things and as in the book of Ezekiel beginning to bring the dry bones together to the end to raise up a great and mighty army of children and young people for His purpose in these last days.

Much Love & Thanks…



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