Its Boot Camp week here at Ransomed Heart. 450 men from all over the world are heading to Colorado for a profound encounter with God. We just finished packing the U Haul we take up to Crooked Creek Ranch with all our stuff in it. Work crew guys are flying in today. Part of our team will head up this afternoon to the camp, the rest tomorrow morning. There is excitement in the air.
This is a Boot Camp week, and man, can we tell. All sorts of warfare flying around here. Physical stuff like internal bleeding and chest pains. Sleeplessness. Emotional stuff like marital tension, and all sorts of agreements being “suggested” by the enemy. Oppressive “fog.”
Its like he comes, probing the perimeter, looking for some way in.
The reason for boatloads of assault is that these weekends are some of the most profound, healing, freeing, life-changing weekends these men will ever in their lives experience. No joke. Its a big deal. It will change hundreds of lives forever. When you rescue a man, the reverberations of that are almost limitless. You rescue a marriage, and a family. You rescue his children, and generations after them. Its as though a deep rift in the fabric of the world is healed.
So thank you for praying for me and the team these next five days. Your prayers really matter. We can literally feel them. They help protect us, and that sets us free to go after these guys.
Sat down to breakfast this morning, alone in the kitchen. I’d been asking God for a scripture for this weekend. He gave Isaiah 49:24–25. “Can plunder be taken from warriors, or captives rescued from the fierce? But this is what the Lord says: ‘Yes, captives will be taken from warriors and plunder retrieved from the fierce; I will contend with those who contend with you, and your children I will save.’”
Far out. Let’s do this thing.