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A Christian Voice In A Changing Culture

Come Celebrate Our 40th Anniversary with Us!

40-years-ago in Southern California, Andrew Comiskey began to impart to others what the Lord had first given him—encounters with God and His transforming presence. The authority of Andrew’s “yes” to let go of ‘gay’ identification and to take up who he was as a man made for woman drew others who were yearning for the same freedom.

Partnering with Annette, his new bride, the DNA of Living Waters was established: beautiful gatherings of hungry hearts, seeking the One who would transform disordered desires, weakened wills and darkened intellects.

This One—Jesus—encountered this ever growing band of brothers and sisters. Person after person was set ablaze by the transforming power of Jesus Christ, who cares not only about our eternal salvation but also our wholeness, today. Jesus imparts mercy and grace to integrate our ‘pretty good’ humanity now, not just in the future.

For 40 years, through groundswells in various churches, cities and nations, Living Waters has seeped into dry and thirsty spaces. From our home base in Kansas City, we delight in the groups that have sprung up in the US and across Asia, Europe, and South America. But as a ministry, we hear the cry and feel the pull of those still yearning for mercy, freedom and truth.

We are ready to go the distance!

This August 7-9, we gather here in Kansas City for celebration. We will worship and declare the goodness of God, proclaim again the testimony of Jesus’ salvation, and envision our friends for the next 40 years.

Will you join us? You are welcomed and wanted as we celebrate! Though spaces are limited, we would relish your presence.

Please visit https://www.desertstream.org/40rsvp to see the weekend schedule, hotel suggestions, and RSVP.

Also, for any who want to make a special anniversary donation to Andrew and Annette as a thank you for their years of service and sacrifice, visit here: https://www.desertstream.org/AA40thGift

For those who cannot travel, we will be streaming some sessions live. Keep watch on our Facebook / social media platforms for more information.

Whether or not you can come, please join us in spirit. Pray for us as we launch into the next 40 years!

Abbey Foard

Kingdom Clash 1: Fighting City Hall

We met in front of City Hall next to the Lincoln statue, featuring Abe and his son Tad. Fitting. Here we were, Christians of all stripes, diverse yet united in the love of our Father who listens and stoops down to make us great. Buttoned down Catholics, earthy Jesus people, young Latinos with sassy Pentecostal authority, clear-eyed Baptists who advocate on their knees for His-Kingdom-come, agreed together: ‘Be glorified in our witness of change, a choice every teen deserves…’

We were preparing ourselves for the public hearing on Kansas City’s near slam-dunk efforts to pass a counseling ban for teens seeking change. On the steps slightly above our prayer group, rainbow activists ranted ‘We’re here, we’re queer’… Yeah, we know. In truth, the rag-tag group screaming their intercessions rule the social-political landscape of Kansas City. They shout their laments from every roof-top, the City Council nods dully, and no-one questions.

Standing room only in the City Council chamber: evenly divided between the rainbow set and Christians surrounding Desert Stream. As the stories of torture at the hands of diabolical pastors and therapists wore on, I could not help but notice a disturbing sameness (revisionist history, anyone?) to the plot-lines: innocent teen, wicked helper, now fractured adult whose vengeance is asserting political pressure to make sure every teen experiences the ‘joy’ of adding another bizarre adjective to one’s sexual identification, be it pan-sexual, non-binary, or pre-trans.

As a parent, I could not help but discern the lack of any real fatherly presence/guidance in these young people’s lives. Now subject to one another’s distorted gender identities, these poor ones don’t have a chance to grow through life-giving community. They are vulnerable, not because of ‘conversion therapy’, but because of the weak solutions afforded them by the clinical community and greater culture.

The Father loves them and only wants to heal them. He keeps reaching, but these celebrated rainbow ‘victims’ cannot or will not see Him. Who needs God when your side is carrying the day? The chummy repartee between witnesses and the committee suggests that the Council has bought the LGBT+ lament: ‘we have been hurt and you have to stop everyone from hurting us further.’

Two hours later, we shared our perspectives. My time came. Overcome by a greater power, I combusted and demanded real justice: ‘Why should the LGBT+ freedom to morph into whatever gender variation one wants bar persons who understand freedom differently? Why should persons who want to be reconciled to their biological gender, or to overcome same-sex attraction, be denied good psychological care? I insisted that conversion therapy is a bogeyman argument designed to hide the agenda driving the bill: walk our LGBT+ way or the highway.’

At that the rainbow set went ballistic. They stood up shouting and waving rainbow flags. Behind them, Christians stood and prayed: a few raised Bibles. Kingdoms clashed. The moderator demanded order in her court. Dark powers manifested and nearly lunged at me.

Lines are drawn. Today’s LGBT+ activists criminalize other ways of perceiving and resolving sexual identity issues. Christians are on the firing line. We must be willing to take a stand in the public square for how we understand choice and the freedom to secure good advocates for our choices.

Please pray: the KC City Council will vote this Thursday the 14th on the counseling ban. If this hearing is any indication, the Council has already made up its mind. Pray that the excellent legal intervention of Liberty Counsel will make a difference. Pray for our awakening to Jesus’ relevance for all gender-confused youth and how a wounded few are trying to obscure that truth. We must convey His Kingdom-come as never before, come what may.

You can purchase “Becoming Good News” in book form directly from Desert Stream or get it from Amazon for your Kindle.

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Prayer Changes Everything

In the swirl of Church abuse scandals and the Kavanaugh political drama involving #MeToo’s legitimacy and overreach, I urge you to pray. Virtual headlines pummel us; setting down the cell phone in order to center on Jesus’ Divine Mercy for all the wounded and accused, starting with ourselves, is a good beginning. We descend into that infinite pool of love and find renewed hope for all persons.

Would you join us from Oct. 10th-Nov. 18th as we cry out together for a sexually broken world? It is simple: just order our prayer guide ‘Becoming Good News’ and pray along with the DSM staff each day at 3pm cst. Or you can gather with your own little prayer group whenever it works best for you. Our goal: persistent, insightful pleading of Jesus’ mercy for loved ones.

We will be changed, first and foremost. When we refuse virtual roar and surrender the anxieties of our real hard lives to Jesus, we enter the jet stream of His ‘living water.’ We begin to have faith again. We allow mercy to meet us at our lowest place: that is always the way with ‘holy water’—it seeks the valleys and deserts of our lives in order to replenish us at our most vulnerable.

As the waters begin to rise in our humbled temples, loved ones will benefit. God’s ways are beyond comprehension and human dignity demands we give every person the freedom to decide who (s)he will serve. But as we invoke God’s mercy for ourselves and our loved ones, ‘living water’ clears away debris.

Last year during our prayer time, a son who fancied himself a daughter came to his senses and came home—to Jesus, to his godly parents, and to the truth that he was a man. Another man pretending to be a woman showed up at our prayer meeting. His mother asked him if he wanted input from people who had been reconciled by Jesus to their birth gender. He said ‘yes’ after cross-dressing for years. Prayer makes a way for loved ones in God’s good time.

As we gather to pray, God changes cities. Let me tell you what happened last week in Montana when intercessors prayed for our Gender Matters Conference in the Flathead Valley. One man rallied prayer warriors from a variety of churches and began to cry out for courageous declaration of how Jesus made us and how He redeems us as men and women. This leader received a vision of huge clear demons who wanted to descend into the valley and quietly, deceptively spread their gender agenda. The prayer warriors fought to keep these demons out of the Valley; practically, they divided into four teams and drove extremely large wooden stakes into the four corners of the Valley—east, west, north, south. These stakes were covered in Scriptures and pounded down in prayerful declaration. They laid claim to their land as clear ground for the redemptive power of Jesus Christ. They laid the groundwork for our offering, which was glorious. Prayer changes everything.

‘Do not be afraid, for I am with you;
I will bring your children from the east and gather them from the west.
I will say to the north, “Give them up!” and to the south, “Do not hold them back!” Bring my sons from afar and my daughters from the ends of the earth—everyone who is called by My Name, whom I created for My Glory…’ (IS 43: 5-7)

Please join us for Becoming Good News starting Wednesday October 10th.

We’ll be starting our prayer/ fasting time on October 10th for anyone who wants to join. If you’d like to pray along with us, let us know and we can send you a book or you can get it through kindle here: https://www.amazon.com/Becoming-Good-News-Andrew-Comiskey-ebook/dp/B07F95JKP5!

 

 

 

 

 

‘Becoming Good News’ for Wandering Loved Ones

I am excited about a new booklet I just wrote–‘Becoming Good News’–a daily, 40-part prayer guide for those of us seeking to love persons mesmerized by the LGBT+ dragon. Jonathan Hunter prayerfully glimpsed this brute: a shimmering beast that entrances a generation with the promise of new identities and partnerships. Having lured them, the dragon then loses them with one swift flick of its tail. Our common enemy is merciless to those seduced by this multi-faceted mirror of deception. We are right to be concerned for loved ones.

Yet we are all creatures of free will. We cannot change anyone; still we try, and can be tempted to employ our faith to control and manipulate others. ‘Becoming Good News’ majors on the truth that another’s disorientation invites us to conversion. We discover in our helplessness and shame and fear that Jesus is actually calling us to Himself. Simply put, He employs another’s more obvious disorder to reveal our own.

That disorder may take on two forms, either becoming complicit or contemptuous of the dragon’s influence. The complicit are worldly in their thinking but do not know it. We believe that we are being merciful–non-judgey–to loved ones by altering our truth in order to accommodate their poor moral choices. Aren’t we just cowardly, afraid to see and feel the truth of our loved ones’ devolution? Out of unexpressed anxiety come silly statements like ‘my gay son is perfect’ or ‘my lesbian neighbors are the most Christ-like couple I know.’ Bleech. Me thinks we fawn too much. We are just dodging the truth that someone we care for is in danger and we do not know what to do. So we concede to the culture. And people-pleasing. We need conversion, not caving.

Another trap is contempt. Here we appear to have the right on our side: the truth of God’s will for human sexuality, etc. But our hearts are not right. Though we plead ‘righteous indignation,’ we are actually projecting our anxiety onto good people (however wounded and rebellious) and hating them for their bad choices. Instead of identifying the dragon, we take aim and fire at those under its sway. Easy to do. Sickened by media glamorization of identity confusion and adultery of all kinds, we conceive the temptation to hate the deceived. We are like the Pharisee (LK 18) who thanked God he wasn’t an adulterer. We must repent of religious pride that breeds contempt, and ask for mercy’s conversion.

Whether complicit or contemptuous, we need conversion. Jesus asks for our undivided devotion; He changes us so that our offer of transformation is matched by our becoming whole. That is the invitation of ‘Becoming Good News.’ You can request more info on this new book at BecomingGoodNews@desertstream.org. And you can calendar in Oct. 10th-Nov. 18th, 2018 for a prayer drive this fall, using this book. Let’s cry out together for loved ones under the dragon’s sway. May our repentance loose a stream of truth and mercy that will convert hearts, starting with our own.

Comiskey at 60 (Isaiah and otherwise…)

‘Arise and shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you. See, darkness covers the earth and deep darkness the peoples of the earth but the Lord rises upon you and His glory appears over you’ (Isaiah 60:1, 2).

Does aging make you better or worse? Guess it depends on who you are looking at. As I turned 60 the other day, I’m more aware than ever of contradictions within me, the mix that alternately cheers and deadens.

How to live honestly yet hopefully? Stay fixed on Jesus: somehow, my ‘cross-eyed’ view apprehends glorious light and sheds it upon the soul’s contours. Shadows flee and hope rises. Almighty mercy frees me to struggle in the Light. In that Light, I can behold the weak one next to me as an equally fit candidate for grace, one destined to wriggle out of frustration and into glory (Romans 8:18-21).

Last week, I reviewed my journals from 2017 and was struck by the year’s difficulty. The gravitational pull of sin and death was evident. But more familiar than a spirit of heaviness were the upward risings that followed every rut in the path. All it took was a gentle act of the will. I offered the shame, disappointment, or fear to the Crucified, who never failed to surge like a crystal stream up the middle of a polluted ditch. I caught His wave through acts of prayerful surrender.

Of course we need reminders of new life. I recall one day last year when I couldn’t summon faith. Giving was down, I had to buy an international air ticket, and the world seemed to be spinning fast, too fast, as if careening off its axis. I called my mother, just shy of her 92-year-old birthday, and offered her my lament. Keep in mind this woman lost her husband of 60 years a decade ago and has had to choose very day to rise and shine. That gets harder every year, as friends die off; she is now the ‘last woman standing,’ the one who cheerfully presides over the memorials of departed friends. She rises on shaky legs, refuses despair and self-pity, and looks to the One who shines upon her.

She heard my lament and responded: ‘That sounds hard. But how great that you are free to launch out into the world and make a difference in people’s lives through His glorious Kingdom!’ I blushed a little and offered my burden to the Lord, who enabled me to straighten up quickly. I positioned myself afresh to reflect His rays. The Light shines in darkness, and cannot be overcome (JN 1:5).

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