By David Hobbs
Last spring I had what I took to be a supernatural sign with rain in the appearance of fire and fiery horses in the clouds over our church. This happened early one morning after a time of prayer. (See blog post “Angels and Fiery Rain” of 6/3/09)
Last spring I had what I took to be a supernatural sign with rain in the appearance of fire and fiery horses in the clouds over our church. This happened early one morning after a time of prayer. (See blog post “Angels and Fiery Rain” of 6/3/09)
It could all have been explained meteorologically in the natural scientific realm, but then most supernatural manifestations can, just as answered prayer can be explained as coincidence, wishful thinking, mind tricks, etc. If you are waiting for a “pure” supernatural manifestation that can’t possibly be explained any other way… you’ll probably be waiting a long time. That’s not how God does things. He always requires faith. Without faith it's impossible to please Him. Faith is what unlocks the door to the supernatural.
That’s what makes it so pathetic to hear “learned” people explaining away miracles like the walls of Jericho falling down as being caused by a fortuitously-timed earthquake, Jesus’ resurrection from the dead as being the result of a “swoon” whereby He never really died, but returned to consciousness in the tomb and then… and then... (however they explain how He was able to roll the heavy stone away in His debillitated condition, leave the tomb, roll the stone back, and escape in full view of the Roman soldiers guarding the tomb!). The natural mind can explain away any and everything supernatural, which might be why the Bible says the natural mind can never please God!
So last spring I was in a time of prayer, getting ready to launch the new initiative of my summer book tour which I had been preparing for all winter, and God gave me an encouraging sign of fiery rain and horses over the church. This sign was not only for me, but for the whole church, which has been given many prophesies, dreams, and visions through many different people of what is about to happen here, I being the latest in this long string.
But that was then. This is now.
So last spring I was in a time of prayer, getting ready to launch the new initiative of my summer book tour which I had been preparing for all winter, and God gave me an encouraging sign of fiery rain and horses over the church. This sign was not only for me, but for the whole church, which has been given many prophesies, dreams, and visions through many different people of what is about to happen here, I being the latest in this long string.
But that was then. This is now.
Last Sunday I and some others went to the town of Live Oak north of the church to a facility we used to call an “Old Folk’s Home” to do a monthly service for the old folks. The fellow who was going to share the Word didn’t show up, so we ended up singing for nearly 2 hours to the appreciative audience. It was lively, from our hearts, and the level of the Holy Spirit’s anointing in the room kept rising. This I believe was the key for what happened next.
Driving home I had to pass our church, which owns the land for a half mile along Live Oak Bl. out in the country north of Yuba City. The sky was partly sunny and partly cloudy. A storm was passing 1000 miles to the north and these were the wispy clouds on its outer boundary.
As I drove south on Hwy. 99 a couple of raindrops appeared on my windshield."Rain? There’s no rain in the forecast for a week!” But nothing else happened until two miles later, when I turned off on Live Oak Bl. past the church. Just as I reached the northern edge of the church property it started to rain in earnest. I had to turn the wipers on; it was a good shower. But as I passed Eager Rd., the church's southern boundary, the rain suddenly quit, and there was no more for the rest of the trip home, nor for the rest of the day, nor anywhere else in the Valley nor up in the mountains where they usually get 3X as much rain as we do. It was only that one shower right as I passed the church after coming out from a strong anointing at the old folk’s home.
Driving home I had to pass our church, which owns the land for a half mile along Live Oak Bl. out in the country north of Yuba City. The sky was partly sunny and partly cloudy. A storm was passing 1000 miles to the north and these were the wispy clouds on its outer boundary.
As I drove south on Hwy. 99 a couple of raindrops appeared on my windshield."Rain? There’s no rain in the forecast for a week!” But nothing else happened until two miles later, when I turned off on Live Oak Bl. past the church. Just as I reached the northern edge of the church property it started to rain in earnest. I had to turn the wipers on; it was a good shower. But as I passed Eager Rd., the church's southern boundary, the rain suddenly quit, and there was no more for the rest of the trip home, nor for the rest of the day, nor anywhere else in the Valley nor up in the mountains where they usually get 3X as much rain as we do. It was only that one shower right as I passed the church after coming out from a strong anointing at the old folk’s home.
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