A LETTER TO THE PIONEERS WHO HAVE BEEN ON THE COSTLY ROAD
I want to share a letter with our subscribers and those who run with us and support us.
Firstly, thank you for your love, prayers, and support over the years. You have believed in us, our voices, our message, and our very out-of-the-box mission when the mainstream didn’t. For that, we are so grateful. But ultimately, we aren’t here for our thing, but HIS, and I believe that is what you see and support.
Also, thank you for praying over our family on this Australia trip, and also those who prayed for me in mid-August when I was in a critical situation. Obviously, the enemy was trying to take me out, but God turned it around and used it to unleash me and His voice through me in a whole new way.
Thank you!
I feel like I have a burning message right now for the Church, but especially the pioneers, who, in my definition, are those close to the Lord’s heart and have chosen Him above all else over the years. Those who have already laid their lives down for this call, which has been very costly. It seems the cost of knowing the Lord beyond the acquaintance stage is that the world has to be given up. Comforts have to be surrendered. Even my girls have known this deep cost and have been raised with an understanding of it.
After I recovered, I asked my eldest daughter, Charlotte, if she would choose to do ministry when she is older, and she said, “I don’t know, Dad. After what I just saw you go through, it scares me.” My heart broke a little, but she is a highly empathetic one and was in high-feeler mode when I was in that place. But then, only a few days after that, she came back to me with tears in her eyes and said, “Dad, just to respond to your question, if Jesus asked me, I would do anything He said. This life is not my own.”
I walked away and shed a few tears myself, thanking the Lord that even in the midst of some major trials, we were raising warriors, not kids that we were dragging into this Kingdom life. We involve them in everything. Even our four-year-old American-born daughter has a fire in her that is rare for her age. Only a week ago, on a long drive, she asked us all to be quiet so she could pray, and she prayed an authoritative prayer covering the Blood of Jesus over our unsaved family members. We were astounded. The cost of the call is real, but the fruit it produces is priceless.
The oil it produces is immeasurable, and even as I’m writing these words, I feel the weighty glory resting upon me. I know I’m writing this not to give you some sugar-coated message, but for those who have felt the death and grief on this road, I want to plant seeds of hope again and call you to your feet.
I mean, it is costly. We had visa appointment complications on this trip, and it has had disruptive, nonstop drama coming from every side. Witchcraft has been endless from Christian’s and even people we know. The pull, the manipulation, and the complete disregard for our family and what we were already going through were painful. The cost can be injustice and feeling unseen, and your heart trampled upon. It can be walking through warfare others don’t face because they have chosen comfort. And that’s what makes you begin to become weary…
But we can’t stay there.
It’s time to get back up, pioneers. There’s so much ahead for you. There’s a generation waiting for you to call them home to Jesus.
There’s a father/mother heart in you, anointed to break the orphan spirit over the land. Your obedience to keep going is pushing back the darkness more than you know. So don’t quit.
Your prayers matter—your message matters. Your voice matters. So don’t let it get buried over by the grief and weariness of the past.
I know you are highly aware of the toll it’s had, and that is the hard part - you see the chaos and destruction, but there is also a beauty that begins to come forth.
It’s the deepest place of brokenness - the burial of yourself, crucified with Christ, that produces a fragrance that brings people to Him. I’ve seen it and I’ve witnessed it in my own life lately, and that has shocked me.
Since I got my voice back, I am not the same person. People manifest around me everywhere I go as if responding to the oil.
People are effortlessly being set free. Minds are being made clear. Demons are leaving. Generational assignments are falling off people. It’s the oil!
The costly oil of burial that brings forth new life. And we are called to this. This is the real gospel. To lay your life down, give it to Jesus so that you can find it.
Half the wrestle in the Church is us trying to keep our comforts alive while trying to serve Him, but it doesn’t work that way. You find your life by losing it. And if this last week has taught us anything, it’s that Revelation 12:11 has never been more real.
Acts is here again. But instead of being scared, we get to usher in the true expression of the Church and watch the institution crumble so that lives can truly be transformed.
Lastly, I want to leave you with a prophetic word that God gave my middle daughter, Sophie, a few days ago. I felt it personally, but knew this was a message to the Church.
She is mad about fishing right now and has a patience for it like I did at her age. She is the daughter who loves being around me 24/7 and loves going on errands and adventures with her dad.
A few days ago, as we were driving, she saw a car number plate that had the numbers 413, then some variation of LUK, and she said, “Dad, what’s Luke 4:13?” So she looked it up.
“When the devil had finished all this tempting, he left him until an opportune time.” - Luke 4:13
“What does that mean, Dad?” She asked. I had an answer, but wanted to let her respond. She stayed quiet. Then she saw another. 618 and the letters LUK again!
“Dad, it’s Luke 6:18!” And so she looks it up.
“Who had come to hear Him and to be healed of their diseases. Those troubled by impure spirits were cured.” Luke 6:18
I saw her reading through the passages to get some context and thinking, when suddenly she says this:
“Dad, God is saying to us that the warfare season we have been through was not for nothing. God is using it to now bring healing and breakthrough to us and others, and that we are about to see the enemy’s plans backfire as God uses us for those who are still going through the wilderness.”
I was absolutely gobsmacked. She got it.
And today I pray you do too.
We aren’t unaware of the cost, but we know that it does produce fruit and already is doing so right now.
And I believe our greatest days of fruit are here. The fields are ripe, and God needs us on the frontlines.
So, I guess that’s the point of this letter.
There’s a new day dawning, and our job isn’t over; it’s only just begun.
If this is you, please respond to this email and let us know. If you would like us to include you as we take communion and pray tonight, let us know that, too.
On another note, we are so excited to gather next month. We feel the pull of responsibility to birth houses of prayer and worship in Orange County, and eventually in Australia, too. To raise up a new breed Church at the turning of the tide to pray and stand watch over our families and nations.
Will you pray about joining us in some way, either in prayer or even supporting financially? If you are in a season you want to be active in the Kingdom, but don’t know how to pray, consider running with us.
Love to you all, my fellow pioneers!
- Nate