When Carolyn and I started out our life and ministry together almost 50 years ago, we lived in a tiny mobile home that God gave us. We were so thrilled to have it. But the ceilings were six feet high, and I’m 6 feet, 6 inches tall. I called that trailer the world headquarters for our ministry to Israel. One pastor laughed at me and called me delusional, but I believed God was going to do something amazing.
After we had lived in that trailer for several years, I felt the Lord say, “Believe Me for a house.” We started looking and found a little house for sale on Dream Lane. The asking price was $10,300. We met with the owner, and he agreed to finance $7,000 if we would put down $3,300. This was on a Friday. He said, “Do you have the money?” I said, “Yes. We’ll give it to you on Monday.”
When we walked away, Carolyn looked at me. She knew as well as I did that we only had $100 in the bank. I told her, “I am pregnant in faith with the money. It’s in my spirit, it just has not come forth yet.” There was a tidal wave of faith rising up in my heart. I was completely convinced that God had picked out that house for us, and so I was completely convinced that we would have the money. I didn’t lose a moment of sleep to worry that weekend. We didn’t have the funds, but I believed that the answer was already on its way.
On Monday I went to the mailbox, and there was one envelope inside. It didn’t have a note or a letter or any explanation. The only thing in that envelope was a check. I’m sure you don’t need me to tell you that it was for exactly $3,200! I went to the owner rejoicing and paid the down payment on that beautiful little house. God provided. The man’s name was Charles Capps, a cotton farmer in England, Arkansas.
I hadn’t told him what we needed. In fact, I didn’t tell anyone about our need except God. I didn’t have any resources or expectation apart from Him. But He is always more than enough for every need, and those who trust Him find Him faithful.
I thought about that story when I looked at the calendar and realized that Easter is not far away. My beloved friend and partner, we serve a living, powerful, victorious, and overcoming King! All of the power of death, the grave, Satan, and hell could not hold Him. He was dead, but He is alive forevermore.
Up from the grave He arose
With a mighty triumph o’er His foes,
He arose the victor from the dark domain,
And He lives forever with His saints to reign;
He arose, He arose, Hallelujah Christ arose!
There is no challenge that you face today that exceeds God’s ability to meet it. You have all the resources of heaven at your disposal when you act in faith, and today I’m inviting you to join us on an incredible faith journey.
As I am writing this, I am hearing the Spirit of the Lord say to you, “Forget the former things, do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland” (Isaiah 43:18-19). When God’s resurrection power begins to work in your life, nothing will ever be the same again.
Jesus said, “It is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom” (Luke 12:32). God can make your past life up to you. King David declared, “A father to the fatherless, a defender of widows, is God in his holy dwelling” (Psalm 68:5). David was rejected by his own father when Samuel asked Jesse to bring all his sons to stand before him. He had been rejected by his own brothers.
The Good Father can break generational curses. God has taken into account everything you have not received and every person who has wronged you. The Good Father is watching over you and has designed a plan for wounded men and women. God will send the right people to make it up to you, the same as He did for me.
Don’t stop dreaming. Don’t become bitter. Don’t be a victim. You are a masterpiece; people could not stop your destiny. God is taking everything into account, and He does have favorites—hurting people are His favorites. He will make the Enemy pay. The Most High God, the Good Father, is for you. The most important revelation I have received is the affirmation of the Good Father. God has a good plan for your life.
Let me tell you about a dream my father had just a few days before he died—a dream about black stones and white stones. In the dream, his grandfather handed his father two black stones. In turn, his father handed those stones to him. But when he tried to hand them to me, I wouldn’t take them. Instead, I showed him two white stones already in my hands.
“What does that dream mean?” he asked me. I told him that the black stones represented a curse that had been on our family for generations…a generational curse of anger and pain and bitterness and destruction. Then I told him that the white stones were a symbol that curse was broken and would no longer have power over us!
The Friday after my father died, our grandson Michael David Evans III was born. He will never know that curse…he will know the blessing! It is a bloodline blessing that is passed down from parents to children through the generations.
This blessing is not just for my family…it can be a blessing your family experiences for years to come as well.
The elite special forces unit of the Iranian Revolutionary Guard, specifically tasked with operating outside Iran’s borders, is known as the Quds Force. This secretive organization is officially designated as a sponsor of terror by the United States, and they are known to have either directly carried out or to have authorized and funded terror attacks around the world. According to U.S. General Stanley McChrystal, the Quds Force was directly responsible for at least 20% of the casualties suffered by American forces in the Iraq war.
It is important to note that Quds is the Arabic name for Jerusalem. Each year on the final Friday of Ramadan, Iran observes Quds Day, calling on Muslims around the world to take the Holy City away from Jewish control. Iran has become an implacable enemy of Israel, and they are willing to go to any length to harm and destroy the Jewish people.
There is no secret about Iran’s designs for the city of Jerusalem. Recently a high-ranking official, Iran’s deputy foreign minister, said Jerusalem was the “unchangeable” capital of the Muslim world. Speaking in Tehran, Deputy Foreign Minister Abbas Araghchi said the city would remain the Palestinian capital forever, according to a report from Iran’s Fars News Agency (the official government media company).
“Jerusalem is the unchangeable capital of the Muslim world and of Palestine,” Araghchi said, adding Iran will “confront any attempt to change this reality”. The comments came shortly before U.S. President Donald Trump moved the U.S. Embassy from the Israeli city of Tel Aviv to Jerusalem, following through on a long-held pledge to recognize the city as Israel’s capital.
Though previous U.S. leaders, including former presidents Barack Obama, George W. Bush, and Bill Clinton, had spoken of doing the same during their tenures, Trump was the one who actually made the move. The decision has attracted strong criticism from Muslim states, including opponents of the U.S., such as Iran, but also its traditional allies, such as Turkey, but received great praise and gratitude from friends of Israel.
Araghchi was voicing sentiments widely expressed by Iranian leaders, most notably by Iran’s Supreme Leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei. In a speech published on his personal website, Khamenei said all Muslims had a duty to oppose Israeli and U.S. attempts to wrestle Jerusalem from the Palestinians.
“We must by no means think that it is too late, even if decades have passed,” he said. The radical Muslims who hate Israel will never be satisfied with anything less than the total destruction of the Jewish state and the Jewish people.
When I was very young, I experienced bigotry and attacks because my mother was Jewish.
I vividly remember making my way home from school and complaining to my mother because some of the older boys had called me a “kite.” (At least, that’s what I thought they were saying.) I said, “I don’t even have a kite. Why do they call me that?” I was too young to understand the racial slur, but I knew something was wrong. I saw people throw things at my mother or call her names when she went to the store.
Looking back now, I understand why when I was just four years old, she told me, “Christians hate Jews. Christians kill Jews.” Her grandfather perished inside his synagogue in what is now Belarus. The Jews of the town were herded inside, the doors were nailed shut, and the building was set on fire. The people outside celebrated as the screams of the dying filled the air.
Many years later, Israel’s 9th president and my dear friend Shimon Peres talked to me about that event. His family was from the same little village as my mother’s family. He had researched the tragedy there and discovered that his grandfather perished in the same fire as my great-grandfather. They were rabbis together, and they died together. He told me that day, “Mike, we are family.” It was an amazing connection, but one born in great sadness and pain.
The bitter reality is that most Jewish people have never seen an act of kindness or love from a Believer. They really do think that Christians hate them. Because so much persecution and death have been carried out by those who claim to be following Jesus, they think that Christianity is opposed to them.
I grew up experiencing a divide between Christians and Jewish people. I heard the slurs and name-calling and saw the prejudice in action. I heard from my mother the stories of her family members who perished in the Holocaust. God has given us the privilege of sharing a different story, the reality that true Christians MUST love and care for His Chosen People.