Dr. Mike Evans, Author at Jerusalem Prayer Team

Looking for the Unexpected from the God of the Impossible

by Dr. Mike Evans | Sep 11, 2026 | Uncategorized

Naaman was a mighty warrior, a commander in the army of the king of Aram (Syria) a country at war with Israel. The Arameans had no knowledge of Jehovah for they were worshippers of Rimmon (Baal)—a wicked, bloodthirsty god of a depraved and vicious people. They were the terrorists of their day—a nation with no regard for the sanctity of human life. The source of their coveted victory over Israel, or so they erroneously thought, would be their god and their king, Ben Hadad. Naaman was his closest advisor—a brilliant soldier.

Naaman had a deep, dark secret: he was a leper. Time and again, his condition was pronounced hopeless. No one had a cure for what was then an ultimately fatal disease. The great man would slowly waste away, bit by bit, until his life was gone. But God had planted a witness in Naaman’s household—the little slave girl. We are not told her name or her age, only of her compassionate nature toward her captor.

She boldly declared that the God of Elisha could deliver her master from the awful disease that had enveloped his body even though he was an enemy to Israel. This young missionary planted a seed that would soon grow to fruition. As Naaman listened to his wife recount the conversation, a spark began to ignite inside him; hope began to arise as he prepared to make a foray into the land of Israel—not to wage war against its people, but to battle his illness.

The proud soldier set off in search of the prophet in Israel. Sitting astride his magnificent mount, the commander waited for the prophet to show his face—probably becoming more and more irritated by the delay. Suddenly a man appeared; not the prophet himself, but his servant with a message: “Go and wash in the Jordan seven times, and your flesh shall be restored to you, and you shall be clean.” Naaman was livid! How dare this lowly prophet send a servant to tell him to wash himself in the vile, muddy Jordan River! Why, he could return home and bathe in the pristine waters of one of the rivers of Damascus. He was done with this charlatan.

Little did he realize that healing was in his grasp—but only through the power of Jehovah and only by his obedience to the instructions of the prophet. God had no regard for Naaman’s pride, position, possessions, or propositions. He simply wanted Naaman to abandon himself to the strong arms of a loving God and submit to His directive: Go and wash. The healing properties were not to be found in the waters of the Jordan, but in the obedience of Naaman. As he began to dip in the waters of the Jordan—once, twice, three times, four, five, six, and then seven times—humility and obedience brought favor with God and deliverance from the disease that had attacked his body. When we look to the God of the impossible, everything, even the most unexpected miracles can become reality.

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Dream Big

by Dr. Mike Evans | Sep 4, 2026 | Articles

I’m challenging you to dream big, walk on water, and step out by faith. That’s what Peter did when he was in Galilee on the boat, and Jesus invited him onto the unknown. He stepped out by faith. Let’s read the story, and as you do, think about your dreams and what God is calling you to do.“

But Jesus immediately said to them: ‘Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.’ “‘Lord, if it’s you,’ Peter replied, ‘tell me to come to you on the water.’ “‘Come,’ He said. “Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!” “Immediately, Jesus reached out His hand and caught him. ‘You of little faith,’ He said, ‘why did you doubt?’ “And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. Then those who were in the boat worshiped Him, saying, ‘Truly you are the Son of God’” (Matthew 14:27-33).

Peter did the impossible, even if only for a few steps. And notice, when the scene was over, and everyone was in the boat together, all the glory and awe were directed to God. Dreaming big and stepping out is not about you and me; it’s about bringing praise to God. When you have a dream from God, you have to step out by faith.

God-inspired dreams make room for the impossible because God is the architect and the One Who fulfills the dream. Our role is to obey what He tells us to do. And you can have the assurance that God gave you that word. One word from God can change your life forever. Faith moves the hand of God and turns the head of God.

In 1983, a terrorist attempted to kill me on my birthday, the 30th of June, and he killed two people on the way to my home. After that happened, a spirit of fear came on me. And I realized I needed to confront it. So I decided to go to the heart of terrorism, Beirut, Lebanon. If you remember the events at that time, you’ll understand what an awesomely big dream that mission was. I had a dream to deliver Bibles, food, and medical supplies, and minister to the U.S. troops stationed there.

I gave them all pocket New Testaments. Many of them were dead the next morning. All those Marines—killed by an evil terrorist plot. After the horror of the attack on the barracks that took the lives of 241 Marines, our group headed for Nahariya, Israel, on the border. Driving south, I made several wrong turns that took us into Tyre and into the midst of the funeral of a Hezbollah operative. Our vehicle was a rental car from Jerusalem with the distinctive Israeli license plate—not a good thing to have when you’re surrounded by raging, grieving terrorists. Somehow God blinded their eyes, and we were able to get through the city.

Once we reached the outskirts, I made another wrong turn. Instead of going to Nahariya, I headed down a dirt road toward Damascus. Soon our vehicle was spotlighted and tracer bullets raced overhead, then 33-millimeter shells began to explode in the desert near us. To make matters worse, our car’s engine sputtered and died. We had left Beirut so quickly, I had forgotten to check the tank. Now we were lost on a desert road, amid hostile fighters, and out of fuel. There seemed no way to survive. It would only be a matter of minutes before our vehicle would be blown to shreds.

As I began to petition heaven for our safety, I was startled by a knock on the car window. Despite my brave face, I jumped at the sound. This is it! We’re going to meet our Maker on the backside of nowhere. God help us! But to my relief, standing there was a young Arab man with his head covered by a kaffiyeh—the traditional Arab head scarf. Instead of a weapon, he was holding a fuel can. I wondered how he could possibly have known we were out of diesel.

He walked to the back of the car, removed the fuel cap, and poured the diesel into the tank. He then came back around to the passenger door and pointed at the lock. I hesitated only briefly before pulling up the lock. He opened the door and climbed inside. “Drive,” he ordered. I had no idea where he was taking us. I looked in the rearview mirror at my passengers, shrugged, and complied. For more than thirty kilometers the young man did not speak another word, only pointed in the direction he wished the car to go. After what seemed like hours, he barked, “Stop.” The young man opened the door and climbed from the car. He slammed the door, stuck his head back inside, and said, “Safe.”

I turned to look at my friends in the back seat—but when I turned back, the man was gone! We were out in the open. There was no place for him to disappear as quickly as he had. No one spoke a word until we drove over the border into Israel. One of my friends looked at me in awe and asked, “Can you explain what just happened?” I could not, other than that God had answered our prayers for safety. When God is involved, no challenge is too great and no dream is too big.

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Do You Keep a Dream Journal?

by Dr. Mike Evans | Aug 28, 2026 | Uncategorized

If we met for coffee to talk about your dreams and hopes, I’m sure you could tell me about them, but could you show them to me? Do you have them written down right now? It’s not too late to begin writing. There’s a powerful difference between thinking about your dreams and writing them down. Yes, thinking about and meditating on them is important, but if you don’t write them down, these God-given dreams can become less real—and they can fade.

“I will stand at my watch and station myself on the ramparts; I will look to see what he will say to me, and what answer I am to give to this complaint. Then the Lord replied: ‘Write down the revelation and make it plain on tablets so that a herald may run with it. For the revelation awaits an appointed time; it speaks of the end and will not prove false. Though it linger, wait for it; it will certainly come and will not delay’” (Habakkuk 2:1-3).

Writing your dreams is part of stewarding your dreams. Let’s look at these verses again and make them personal to our journey. Notice the process:

✦ Wait on God. This requires an investment of time, focus, and humility.

✦ Listen for what He says and the visions He impresses on you.

✦ When it is clear, write it down. Make it simple and bold. If the vision seems too big to come to pass, that’s great! We want dreams that are too big for us—nothing is too big for God.

✦ Tell your dream to those close to you. Post it in your home.

✦ Believe. No matter the circumstances, hold on to the vision. That’s another important reason to have it written and visible.

✦ Take steps to walk out your dream.

✦ Wait, patiently, in faith. Again, this requires humility and courage.

God told me that Friends of Zion was a 100-year plan. And that revelation was humbling because I realized that I would not be here for most of the plan. I had an assignment to fulfill, but I couldn’t take ownership of God’s plan. I also have a responsibility from God to lead into future generations, and for that to happen, we need a clear, written vision—and a plan.I remember when I was praying about a chairman for Friends of Zion, and I thought maybe a famous pastor would be the perfect fit for the role. But one day the Lord spoke and said, “No, you don’t need a pastor—you need a president.” So, I went to the 9th President of Israel, His Excellency Shimon Peres, and asked him if he’d be the International Chairman for Friends of Zion. His staff told me there was no possible way he’d do it. He’d turned down Jewish organizations—he’s not going to be the chairman of a Christian organization. But he said yes!

Shimon Peres commissioned the Friends of Zion Award for us, which has now been given to over 25 world leaders, including two U.S. Presidents—George W. Bush, and Donald J. Trump. While we were still building the museum, I took a Friends of Zion award and inscribed the name of former president George W. Bush. That was my dream—to give him the first award.

I contacted President Bush, and he agreed to receive the award. Shimon Perez flew down to Dallas with me for the ceremony. When we walked in the door of the elevator, George W. Bush looked at Shimon Perez and said with his trademark grin, “Wow, you’re really old. I bet you’re older than my father!” He said, “Yes, I’m one year older.” Just then, Laura Bush spoke up and said, “George!” Translation: “Zip it.”

And there I was, giving the Friends of Zion Award to former President George W. Bush, just as I had dreamed. Years later, I took that same award, and I inscribed the name “Donald Trump” on it. This was before we ever met, but I simply knew it would come to pass. The award sat on my desk for almost a year until I received a phone call from Jared Kushner that the president would accept the award—in the Oval Office. There was a big ceremony in the Oval Office with all the top evangelical leaders there. Write down your dreams!

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Blessings and Curses

by Dr. Mike Evans | Aug 14, 2026 | Uncategorized

“The LORD shall bless thee out of Zion: and thou shalt see the good of Jerusalem all the days of thy life.” —PSALM 128:5

In Zechariah 2:8, God warns of the danger of offending Israel: For thus says the Lord of hosts: “He sent Me after glory, to the nations which plunder you; for he who touches you touches the apple of His eye.” Earlier in Genesis 12:1-3, God had assured Abraham that those who blessed Israel would be blessed, and that anyone who cursed Israel would be cursed. These three verses alone should be sufficient warning as to why we are called to support Israel: The Lord had said to Abram, “Go from your country, your people and your father’s household to the land I will show you. ‘I will make you into a great nation, and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse; and all peoples on earth will be blessed through you.’”

We have only to examine history to ascertain that the remnants of those once-great empires are now dust and ashes. Time after time since the beginning of her existence, nations have come against Israel. Yet, like the Phoenix, she has risen from the ashes each time. Not one ruler who ordered the destruction of Jerusalem long survived. Nebuchadnezzar conquered Jerusalem in 586 BC then was doomed to live as a beast of the field for seven terrifying years. He was restored to sanity only after he recognized the God of the Israelites. (See Daniel 4.) His kingdom of Babylon was conquered by Cyrus the Great. In 332 BC, Alexander the Great captured Jerusalem. His empire fragmented after his death, and the followers of Ptolemy in Egypt and then the Seleucids of Syria ruled over Jerusalem.

The Jews, horrified by the desecration of the Temple under the Seleucid ruler, Antiochus IV, staged a revolt and regained independence under the Hasmonean Dynasty. That independence lasted 100 years, until Pompey established Roman rule in the city. The Roman Empire collapsed after the Temple was destroyed and Jerusalem was leveled. The British, who ruled over Palestine and Jerusalem following World War I, could once boast that the sun never set on the British Empire. Indeed, one-fifth of the world’s population was then under its rule. However, after turning away Jews from both Britain and Palestine when they fled Hitler’s gas chambers, and after arming Arabs to fight against them in Palestine, the empire quickly began to disintegrate. Great Britain today is comprised of just 14 territories, mostly a number of islands. Gone are the days when that empire stretched from India to Canada and from Australia to Africa.

Little has changed; there are still many whose only agenda is to force the Jews from Israel—or annihilate them, if at all possible. Yet, Jerusalem and Israel remain standing as an unquestioned testimony to the determination and courage of the Jewish people. The two burning questions today are: Does America stand with or against Jerusalem and the nation of Israel? And, will Believers defend Israel with prayer and spiritual warfare?

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Called to Build a Bridge

by Dr. Mike Evans | Aug 7, 2026 | Articles

Forty-five years ago, God directed me to go to Israel…without telling me why. The only thing that I knew for sure was that I was supposed to meet with Prime Minister Menachem Begin, which was ridiculous. I didn’t know anyone on his staff, and there was no reason to expect the leader of the Jewish state to meet with a completely unknown minister of the Gospel from America.

But the Spirit of God had spoken to me through the wonderful promise of Isaiah 43:19 about the new thing He was going to do in my life. I was at a very low point then, suffering from a serious medical condition that made it very difficult for me to speak and minister to others. I even considered leaving the ministry and finding something else to do. But God was about to replace my desert with springs of water that flowed freely.

In obedience, I made the trip. Through a series of contacts that could only have been the result of divine intervention, I eventually did meet with Israeli Prime Minister Menachem Begin in his office on June 30, 1980. That was my birthday. After a few moments of small talk, he asked why I had come to see him. Of course, since God hadn’t told me, I couldn’t tell him! So I changed the subject as best I could.

After that happened a couple of times, he pressed the point. Reluctantly, I told him God sent me, but hadn’t told me why. I was so embarrassed, but I didn’t know what else to say! The Prime Minister laughed and said to his secretary, “Shake hands with him—you’ve finally met an honest man!” After we talked a little while longer, Mr. Begin told me that when I found out the reason I was supposed to meet with him, I should come back and see him again. I promised him that I would and left his office.

July 4th was the anniversary of the death of Yonathan Netanyahu in the daring raid that freed more than 100 Israeli hostages from the airport in Entebbe, Uganda. As I read the story in the newspaper that morning, the Spirit of God led me to go to the family home and express my condolences. It was on that visit that I met Benjamin Netanyahu for the first time, beginning a friendship that has lasted for decades.

That day as I prayed over him, I prophesied that one day he would be the prime minister of Israel. He was still in his twenties and not involved in politics at all—he laughed. But it was the Spirit of God speaking. On July 5th I met with Menachem Begin again. I told him I had met the prime minister the day before. He said, “You’re mistaken, we met on the 30th.” I told him it was the future prime minister, and asked him to give Benjamin Netanyahu his first political position, which he did.

On that second visit, I also told him that God had revealed His purpose for my trip—to build a bridge between Christians and Jews. With a laugh he asked, “Like the Brooklyn Bridge?” “A bridge of love and understanding,” I replied. “Then let’s build it together,” he said. And for the rest of his life, I had the privilege of working with Mr. Begin and being his closest Christian friend. The great worldwide prayer movement of the Jerusalem Prayer Team was born that day in the Holy City in the office of the leader of the Jewish state.

I was unable to protect my mother from the abuse she suffered at my father’s hands. It is no wonder that she thought Christians hated Jews. In addition to my church-going dad getting drunk and beating her on a regular basis, she lost many members of her family to the Holocaust. Her grandfather was burned to death inside his synagogue in what is now Belarus as those outside celebrated while shouting “Christ-killers!”

When I was just four years old, I was watching cartoons on television one morning. When that program ended, they began airing a Billy Graham special. My mother quickly came in and turned off the television. She told me, “Christians hate Jews. Christians kill Jews. Jesus is dead. Don’t dig him up.” So many Jewish people have never seen an act of love and compassion from a Believer, and we are working hard to change that.

Our first major public event was held in Dallas, Texas, with Jerusalem’s mayor at the time (and later prime minister), Ehud Olmert. Christians from around the country gathered and committed their support to the Jewish state. It was a powerful beginning. Over the years God has opened more and more doors for us to work in defense of His Chosen People.

I had no idea what God had in mind when we started out. I certainly was the last person anyone who knew me would have expected to be meeting world leaders and speaking to thousands on behalf of Israel. I was terrified to speak in public because I stuttered so badly. My life was gripped by fears, and I had horrible ulcers. I didn’t have any hope—but when God has a plan for us, He equips us to do the work to which He calls us.

When He makes a new way, no one can oppose His plan. No physical, spiritual, emotional, or mental opposition can overcome His mighty power. “I know your deeds. See, I have placed before you an open door that no one can shut. I know that you have little strength, yet you have kept my word and have not denied my name” (Revelation 3:8).

God has given us unique favor with the state of Israel like no other Christian ministry has ever had. A large part of that is the relationship we have developed with the Netanyahu family—and before we talk about God’s next step for us, the Ambassador Program, it is worth taking the time to look back at the role these remarkable people have played in the creation and survival of the modern Jewish state.

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