Devotion Pyes in Longing

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Pisgah

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For those of you not familiar with Jim Goll, he’s a prophet, intercessor, author and speaker – and has one of the greatest laughs you’ve ever heard.  In January, he spoke at PIHOP about an overlooked aspect of intimacy with God:  “If you want to participate in intimacy, I’m going to tell you about something that’s more than just soaking worship …  it’s called God’s heart for the poor.  God’s heart for the poor will bring you into greater intimacy with God.  If you want to be closer to God, love the people and places that God loves.  And the poor are close to his heart.  The lost are close to his heart.  The sick are close to his heart.”

He challenged those at PIHOP to engage in a new level of servanthood kindness that will lead to greater displays of the power of God.

In the midst of this message, he twice heard the Lord speak to him about something called “Pisgah” not far from PIHOP.  He had no idea what it meant.  The second time he heard it, he interrupted his message:  “There’s something about a Pisgah Tabernacle or something in the region.  Go visit it because it’s an overlooked Pentecostal well. Go look it up and maybe do some onsite locational prayer.”

Being the research nerd that I am, I headed for Google and typed in the words Pisgah and Pasadena. I discovered an overlooked Pentecostal well called Old Pisgah Tabernacle in Highland Park (between Pasadena and Los Angeles).  The Lord has since confirmed that this is the same Pisgah that Jim Goll spoke of.

Pisgah began in 1895 when Finis Yoakum, a medical doctor, was miraculously healed of life-threatening injuries.  Dr. Yoakum received supernatural visions directing him to create a mission that would serve the needy.  He and his wife turned their home at 6044 Echo Street into a mission and moved into a tent next door.  He named his ministry Pisgah Home after the mountain where Moses stood to view the promised land, and he vowed to spend the rest of his life serving the chronically ill, the poor, and the social outcast.

Dr. Yoakum created a number of outreach ministries throughout the Los Angeles area, all headquartered at the home in Highland Park.  The mission’s website states: “In 1911, Pisgah Home provided regular housing for 175 workers and stable indigents and made provisions for an average of 9,000 clean beds and 18,000 meals monthly to the urban homeless, the poor, and the social outcasts, including alcoholics, drug addicts, and prostitutes.  Each week, Yoakum sent his workers throughout Los Angeles to distribute nickels for the cost of trolley fare to Pisgah Home. Other activities included the nearby Pisgah Store, Pisgah Ark (recovery House for Women), Pisgah Gardens (rehabilitative center, orphanage, and farm in North Hollywood), Pisgah Grande (3,225 acres for a utopian community in Chatsworth), and a later donation of a 500 acre retreat center and farm in Tennessee.”(1)

The mission is also closely aligned with the founding of Pentecostalism in Los Angeles.  Dr. Yoakum promoted divine healing, the baptism in the Holy Spirit and during the Azusa Street revival hosted many followers at the mission site.  Pisgah is prominently featured in Tommy Welchel’s book “They Told Me Their Stories,” which gives first-hand accounts of the Azusa Street revival by people who were there as children and teens.

Dr. Yoakum went to be with the Lord in 1920, and the mission changed over the years.  It published a newspaper focused on healing and salvation, and for 30 years broadcast a syndicated radio program called “Herald of Hope.”  It eventually became a retirement community for many of those who ministered with William Seymour during the Azusa Street Revival of the early 1900’s.  Today the site is known as Christ Faith Mission/Old Pisgah Home and is a senior residential living center with the goal of serving the needy.

It is interesting that Jim Goll heard the word Pisgah – “an overlooked Pentecostal well” – on the same night that he spoke to PIHOP about servanthood kindness.  He spoke of a “Good Samaritan’s anointing” to love and provide for those who don’t have families, the disenfranchised, the poor and the outcast.  “Sometimes all that is needed is to just love them,” he said.  “Take the little bit that you’ve got and do something with it.  Move in a conspiracy of kindness.”

Jim Goll finished the evening by prophesying over PIHOP.  His word gives greater insight into the spiritual link between PIHOP and the Pisgah mission, and shows the importance of praying at the mission site to re-dig its Pentecostal well.  This is his word in its entirety:

“I believe God wants to establish the poor man’s watch in this house.  I declare an impartation for the watch of the Lord for the poor.  You’re to cry out for the homeless, you’re going to cry out for the poor, you’re going to cry out for the displaced.  I speak the burden of the Lord for the displaced, those who are called foreigners, who live in this region, some of whom some people want to send away – back to other countries.  God is going to give you God’s heart for the displaced.  And you’re supposed to put on a different set of lenses.  And you’re not to have on the lenses of judgment, but you’re supposed to have on the lenses of refuge, refuge, refuge – the City of Refuge, the region of refuge.  Los Angeles, the City of Refuge – I see it right now.  It is an international, cosmopolitan city of refuge and some might want there to be laws passed to do this and do that, to put penalties here and put penalties there, but I am telling you God in his redemptive understanding has a heart for the displaced, for the foreigner and for the alien, for those who are alone, for the sick and for the poor, and for the outcast.  And I call forth God’s heart for the displaced, and I call forth the watch of the Lord for the displaced, for so many from Mexico in the name of Jesus, and so many from Central and South America, in the name of the Lord.  I speak forth the heart of God for the displaced, but I speak forth a prayer watch for the City of Refuge.  And you’re going to pray it, you’re going to call it, you’re going to birth it, you’re going to call it into being: the City of Refuge in the name of Jesus.  I see multiple, almost like Dream Centers.  Not like one Dream Center, but a lot of Dream Centers getting set up, a lot of places of refuge.  I see like ten, twelve Dream Centers getting set up.  I see multiple, multiple, multiple, multiple, multiple.  Each have different fortes, each have different apostolic applications, each have different anointings.  But they are for the displaced, for the City of Refuge.  It’s all going to be tied to prayer. I see a wedding that is going to happen between the House of Prayer and the poor man’s watch.  There shall be a wedding between the House of Prayer and the poor man’s watch and it shall birth justice in this generation.  When the House of Prayer and the poor man’s watch are ready to come together, there shall be a wellspring of justice in this generation.  The justice riders shall be birthed out of the womb of the poor man’s watch and the House of Prayer coming together for such a time as this, in the name of Jesus.”

(1) Source:  www.pisgah.com.

1 Kings 19:12
“After the earthquake came a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire.
And after the fire came a gentle whisper.”

Isaiah 40:11
“He tends his flock like a a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them
close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.”

It seems to me that the more I walk with the Lord,
the gentler His voice seems to be.
Sometimes His voice is so subtle and gentle, it`s but a whisper in the breeze..

The other day, the Lord asked me to go jogging..
and so I did.
It was raining just a bit and it was cold, but I went out anyways..

Halfway through the jog, the rain lifted and there was a huge full scenic rainbow..

At that moment, I knew He brought me out because He wanted to show me this splendid rainbow..

Ah, the Lord fills me with such delight!

I don`t want to ignore His whispers..

The slightest senstation of the joy of God is beyond the capacity of words to express… the overflow is simply too fantastic!
Although on me, the joy came as through the power of words.  The very words that the Lord had been been speaking in my mind suddenly became a soft, gentle whisper–like a warm, gentle breeze that overcame me, so as to slowly embrace me.  At first, it came from one direction and then from all around.  It was the most pleasant sensation I could ever describe. It encircled me, and then began to pour into the depths of me–into the emptiness that had been inside me. And there had indeed been a great emptiness inside.
The Lord had set my heart on fire.  For weeks it burned in pain, and nothing could cure it except for Him. I ran to Him. I was destroyed. I was as helpless as I could ever be; I was like one lying in the dust of the earth. I prayed and fasted desperately for His grace.  And in one sudden moment, I was free. Every prayer that I had asked of Him, everything that I had been pleading, He answered in a single moment. The burdens that I was carrying: the pain, depression, sadness–all of these the Lord took away. One by one, He took them out of me, showing me what each of them were. As they were emptied from me, an emptiness was left behind–a beautiful emptiness!  With each breath I could feel it, and with each breath I could feel joy!  For days I could feel it, and simple prayer would not help but become outloud laughter.  It was the presence of the Spirit of God on me.
I wanted more, and I asked for more. The Lord would wake me at sunrise every morning so that I might see every new day as it began. I could feel Him say, “See, I have made another new day for you, and it is beautiful;” and indeed the world had become very beautiful, and it looked very new.  Every morning I would go to Him in prayer, seeking Him, trying to enter that place where He spoke to me before.  For days I would pray to Him over the reading of His Word.  Then, one morning, I did not get up to pray.  I lay still in my bed, calming my mind, and quieting my spirit within me. (I realized that the Lord wanted to show Himself to me, and that it was not me that was going to take from Him, but He who was the going to give).  After a short while I could see things in my mind!  A pond was there, very quiet and very calm.  A single lily was floating on it with hardly any movement. Below it in the water were tadpoles still in their eggs. Slowly, over the next moments they began to hatch free, first one, then another, then rapidly the rest were set free…
Suddenly, Wisdom was standing there in front of me! (I could see her in my mind) She was overjoyed!  She gave me a cup of good wine to drink, the same that she prepares every day for those who come to her, for those who come to eat from the table which Jesus prepares.  She began to kiss me in joyful excitement, and give me cakes and good things to eat. I ate them in my thoughts, and they tasted very good!  She spoke in eagerness of how much she adores me, and showed me amazing things from the Father–things wonderful to tell!  Sometimes Wisdom comes, and sometimes Jesus comes; sometimes I am taken to the Father–but every morning I rise and eat from the good table which is made fresh for us each day, the daily Bread, the water made into the good Wine which has been saved until now!

In September 2002, I was told by the Lord that He was going to give me 5 dreams in 5 nights and they would be the blueprints of the house of prayer.  At this time, there was no PIHOP – just the vision of a city wide house of prayer.  So that night I went to sleep, and as promised God gave me a dream…

In the dream, Mike Bickle – the founder and leader of IHOP-KC – was privately teaching me the Song of Songs. He was carefully watching to see that I wrote down every word he said.  At one point, I didn’t write down a phrase he said, so he asked me, “Why didn’t you write that down?”

I replied, “I’m not going to write down, ‘Devotion dies in longing’.”

He said, “I didn’t say ‘dies’, I said, ‘pyes.’  Devotion pyes in longing.”

So I wrote it down, and I wrote it p-y-e-s.  I had never seen that word before, but in the dream I wrote it down like I knew it.

When I awakened from the dream, the word “pyes” was fresh in my mind, so I got my dictionary out from under my bed and looked it up immediately.  My dictionary defined it as ” a set of rules used in the pre-Reformation church to determine the correct order of worship.”

I was blown away… pye was not only a word but a word used in a church setting.  God had my attention.  I believe He was saying that the foundation of the house of prayer is intimacy – represented by the Song of Songs.  We were to go deep in intimacy and this would set everything else in order.

Now at the time I had this dream, PIHOP did not exist.  It wasn’t til a year later, when a group of us were filling out paperwork that it was suggested that instead of being called IHOP Pasadena (which is what I wanted us to be called) that we should put Pasadena in the front and become Pasadena International House of Prayer – this would be more original.  No one was thinking of the acronym.  So I gave in and went with the majority and Pasadena International House of Prayer became our official name.

Well, I was excited that we had become official, so I went and told a group of my friends about the Pasadena International House of Prayer.  Their first response was, “Oh that’s PI-HOP!”  And then the dream came back to me about “Devotion Pyes in Longing” and that it would be part of the blueprints of the house of prayer. I was blown away about how specific and clever God is.  He’s so intricate and sovereign in weaving our lives together.

So today I walked into PIHOP during a soaking session and I was touched by the music in the background. It was calming and the words were beautiful.. And I thought to myself “I love how there’s beautiful music in Christianity..” I feel like many protestant churches are starting to embrace the arts once more. Hooray!

How about beautiful thinkers? Our intellectual capacity is a gift from God. And as Christians, we need to be a people who think well.

Our thought life should be consecrated to the Lord.. Can our thoughts be so well-ordered and specific that the Shekinah glory can rest in our thought life as well? I think so. May all our thoughts be on bended knee towards our God. I love people like G.K. Chesterton and Dallas Willard who cut away through subtle fallacies of the day through their profound thoughts. Heed the words of G.K. Chesterton and Dallas Willard:

“To have a right to do a thing is not at all the same as to be right in doing it.”
(G.K. Chesterton)

“No one need worry about our getting the best of God in some bargain with him, or that we might somehow succeed in using him for our purposes. Anyone who thinks this is a problem has seriously underestimated the intelligence and agility of our Father in the heavens. He will not be tricked or cheated.”
(Dallas Willard)