The Fifth

Cinco de Mayo has a special meaning at our house. 5/5/43 marks the day my Dad, Don Miller, was saved, baptized and called to preach. It was turning point in his life, and it was the starting point for our family.

One day God changed one man's sense of direction, and for 72 years he called thousands to join him in a daily walk with Jesus. He lived what he believed. Four words were forged by fire in his heart, before they were chiseled in stone on his grave.

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The Breath

"Do not be afraid of sudden fear."
Proverbs 3:25

NOTE TO SELF: It is impossible for you to talk a crisis to death. Talking about a crisis, rather than praying your way through it, only breathes new life into your fear & suffocates your faith. Prayer is God's CPR. You become breathless when you are prayerless. Stop blowing your hot air into a ballooning crisis. Take a deep breath, and...

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The Birthmark

Praying Til Pentecost:

"These all continued with one accord in prayer and supplication."
Acts 1:14

Answered prayer is the birthmark of the church. It was birthed in a prayer meeting. Healthy churches still pray for God's direction, protection and correction. You ask. He answers.

NOTE TO SELF: Before your prayers can be effective at knocking down the enemy, they must first knock the pride out of you. When it comes to prayer, you ask, and God answers. Remember, He does the heavy lifting.

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The Resurrection

Praying Til Pentecost:

The Risen Lord, personally stepped into the lives of people lost in despair, and gasping for air. Seated at the right hand of The Father, He still does it today. In all His majesty and glory, He intercedes for you by name. The majesty of Christ is just a breath away. Through prayer, His Spirit releases the power of the resurrection.

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The Menu

Praying til Pentecost: "Come and have breakfast."
Jesus // John 21:12

What a beautiful invitation from the Risen Lord. Jesus provides a picture of prayer. He knows exactly what His followers need, before they even ask Him. Jesus provided for the physcial and the spiritual nourishment of His weary followers. He still does.

NOTE TO SELF: When you hunger for The Presence of The Risen Christ, you will discover He alone is the ultimate comfort food. When you find yourself exhausted, from fruitless, back breaking effort, Jesus still offers Himself to you. Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Make sure Jesus is on your menu. Eat early and often. The Risen Christ's Cafe stays open day and night.

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The Importunity

"...because of his importunity he will give him..."
Luke 11:8

Jesus framed importunity as persistent prayer that sails into an opposing wind. The Greeks defined opportunity as facing a frightening moment, and seizing it, before it slipped away. Effective prayer does both.

NOTE TO SELF: Importunity is persistent prayer, sailing into the face of unfavorable winds & harnessing the power of God. Importunity doesn't whine, it moves forward in spite of opposition. Opportunity doesn't stiff arm a headwind wind. It embraces it and sets the sails of prayer to catch the wind of Heaven. Both are necessary. Take time to importune in prayer. Keep watch for the opportune moment to pray. Both will lead you to the right port. Expect fear. Respond in faith. Pray your way through the wind, to get to port.

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The Stay

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"He acted as if He were going farther, but they urged Him saying, 'Stay with us!'...so He went in to stay with them."
Luke 24:29

NOTE TO SELF: Three little words, "Stay with us," express the difference between attending a High Attendance Day at church, and ushering in the NEXT Great Awakening. Urge people to come to the church house, but remember Jesus desires an invitation to take over at your house. Jesus is not begging for an audience with you at your church. He is waiting for an invitation to enter your home. When you pray, you welcome Jesus to stay with you. When you urgently pray for renewed intimacy with Jesus, you put out the welcome mat for the NEXT Great Awakening. It begins with prayer, and it arrives at the local level.

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The Birthday

Praying Til Pentecost: The NEXT Great Awakening

Pray for it. Fifty days separated The Resurrection of Jesus and The Day of Pentecost. The Resurrection released life. The Day of Pentecost birthed the church. It may be the least celebrated birthday, EVER.

NOTE TO SELF: Prayer begins your day with the Risen Christ. Pray for a movement of God to take place in your life, and in the life of your church. Pray for the NEXT Awakening to be life giving and live changing. A movement of God doesn't flow from the last gasp of death-defying churches fighting for their next breath. An Awakening is a prolonged saturation of the Holy Spirit transforming churches, from organizations fighting for survival, into loving families living in revival. Pray for it. TALK LESS! PRAY MORE!

"Great praying is the sign and seal of God's great leaders, and the earnest of the conquering forces with which God will crown their labors."
E.M. Bounds, 1907

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The Threshold

Praying 'til Pentecost: The Next Great Awakening

<Original post: April 22, 2015>

My brother Ken called me, and shared the news we were expecting to hear about my Dad. He died at 5:32 PM.

My grief began with a sigh of relief. I must confess it was an odd mixture of sadness and gladness. Dad's final hours were spent struggling for breath. It is hard to explain the feelings of grief and relief that converged in my heart, when I heard Dad finally crossed over the threshold, from his earthly home to his Heavenly home.

When Dad died, he was listening to the soft, soothing words of a great old song. “Softly and tenderly, Jesus is calling…Come Home!” He may not have heard the words of the song, but Dad heard the voice of Jesus call him. He was so ready to go home.

My sister called me. Joy put my mother on the phone, and I heard her gentle voice, so weary, but so full of hope and relief. Mom said softly, “Dad’s safe at home. We have so much to be grateful for.”

Scripture is so incredibly spot-on when it comes to this moment in life.

“You will not grieve as do the rest who have no hope.”  1 Thessalonians 4:13)

Indeed, we don’t. We have hope, but we do grieve. We haven't lost Dad. We know exactly where to find him. Trust me. There is hope in that.

Just seven days ago, Dad experienced a heart attack that accelerated his pace to the finish line of his earthly race. Ninety-three years had taken a toll on his frail body. He was already weakened by Stage IV kidney failure, and congestive heart failure. Both were complicated by a severely restricted aortic valve. Dad had fought the good fight, but this was the last round.
Following the massive damage from the heart attack, Dad’s health continued to deteriorate, as he was moved from one care unit after another. From ER, CVICU, Palliative Care, and finally to Hospice Care, in each place he left a vapor trail of grace.
Everywhere he was taken, Dad extended words of blessing and gratitude to all who cared for him. He remained calm, even when they were digging into his thin arms seeking veins that were shrinking or collapsing.

Dad's last nurse at the hospital told him, “You are a rock star.” He just smiled, and said, “Oh, I don’t know about that.” I told her, “The real truth is, Dad is a rock.” He has always been mine.
For the past seven days, Dad has been reaching toward a threshold. It was unseen by us, but it was very real to him.

One night, after a particularly restless night in the Palliative Care unit of Baylor All-Saints, Dad awakened. He called my name. I stood over him, and heard him say, “You know I’ve almost konked off two or three times.” I told him we were all aware of his struggle. He said, “I have been reaching out to the threshold.” I asked him what he had seen. Dad calmly said, “I saw Him in all His glory and His majesty. I saw my Momma and my Dad waving at me.” I believe he did.
For the past week my brothers, Roger and Ken, and my sister Joy, have been walking with my mother, Libby, though the most difficult days of our lives. Mom has been caring for Dad, watching over him, holding his hand as he takes his last breaths on this side of Heaven.

For seventy years, Mom and Dad have held hands through an amazing journey that has taken them all over the world, and to over 1,000 churches in America. They served TWOgether as pastors, church planters, evangelists, and prayer warriors. Only Heaven truly knows the full extent of their ministry.

One day this week, I was touched to see Dad turn to Mom and say to her, “We have had a wonderful journey.” She quietly responded, “It has been wonderful.” Dad was truly amazed by their love for one another right up until the very end. True love not only waits, it lasts.
One morning over a cup of coffee in the hospice unit, Dad spoke of Momma one more time. “To think that God would take two little people like us and melt us together is indescribable. Oh, my soul!”

One of Dad’s constant calls to us, in his more lucid moments was, “Take care of Momma.” I was relieved to hear him say at some point during his last days, “Momma is going to be just fine.” I believe a voice, from another realm calmed his concern, and prepared him to let go and “Come home.” Thank you, Jesus.

All four of us, Roger, Gary, Joy and Ken have agreed that ministering to Dad during these last days has been one of the greatest privileges we have ever been given. It has been a painful process, but we would have hated to have missed out on it. Those words are hard to say, difficult to believe, but true to the core.

Roger was with Dad in the early morning hours on Tuesday. He saw Dad moving around in the bed and asked, “Dad, where are you going?” Roger heard Dad’s final words, “Almost to Glory.” With that Dad fell into a coma, and the final stage of his fight began.

My brother Ken was with Dad when he took his last breath. Dad crossed over the invisible threshold, and into the visible Glory of God. He passed through a very thin veil separating “Almost to Glory” and “Into His Glory.” Mom said it so well, “Dad is safe at home.” Indeed he is.
When Dad died, it was 5:32 PM on a Wednesday evening. Perhaps Dad wanted to be on time for Prayer Meeting in Heaven. He always liked to be early.

This has been a holy week for our family. Roger, Joy, Ken and I have tasted the bittersweet dregs of this experience in every sense of the word. The sense of holiness has not removed the great sense of loss, or minimized the pain of the process for any of us, especially Mom.

At this point a question remains in my mind, “Now what?” Dad’s greatest longing was to see the next Great Awakening in his lifetime. He prayed for it daily, and had hope in his heart for it, right up to the very last.

Dad often said, “Prayer is the vestibule of Heaven.” He believed, “Prayer is the priority, and the greatest treasure of the church. One of his last challenges to me was, "Awakening, a great movement of God, is available for the asking. I believe I will see it in my life time, perhaps even in the next moment.”

Will you join Dad in praying for it? He believed the next Great Awakening is just a prayer away. Perhaps yours will be the tipping point.

Thank you for praying for us during this past week. When he was told people were praying for him, Dad always said, "I can feel them.”

Now I know what he meant. We thank you for praying, and we thank God for showing us His mercy and grace this week. We have been fully covered by His Presence, and Dad is standing in His Presence. It is well.

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The Burn

"While they were talking and discussing, Jesus Himself approached and began traveling with them." Luke 24:15

NOTE TO SELF: "Jesus Himself" still approaches coldhearted followers. "Talking and discussing" about Jesus turns your heart into an iceberg of unbelief, freezing your eyes of faith, until you no longer see Him. Praying to Jesus embraces Him, as He approaches to melt your heart. The essence of prayer is not your eloquence, but the warmth of His Presence. Accept no substitute. When you are prayerless you can expect freezer burn. When you are prayerful, you can expect heartburn. Feel the burn.

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