Category Archives: Father’s Heart

Jack Frost on God TV

This is a bittersweet treat – a 1pm Jack Frost sermon rerun on God TV. I really miss this guy, he was the real deal. This clip was from a conference in Croydon, England and must be close to 10 years old perhaps, he looks younger in the clip than when I met him several years ago. Read more about Jack here.

Unofficial “The Call” in Philly this Friday

Anybody who took part in The Call Nashville via attendance or active webcast participation is welcome to join a handful of us this Friday night, 7-10pm – location TBD soon. Informal worship, prayer, impartation, and fasting is what’s on the menu.

good ole philadelphiaWe have got to bring the “seal of Love” to the “City of Love” and build each other up. We have got to stick together from now on!  I can feel the impact of Saturday getting more elusive already, but we can cultivate this thing locally. Struggles that I have had for decades have been winnable this week. Something happened on Saturday and I am not gonna let this wear off!

Super Baptism on the Webcast

Shoutout to the IHOP webcast people:Baptism

Thank you for improving your streaming video capability for the church service yesterday! It was a shot in the arm.

Periodically the folks down there have massive baptism services after the sermon. Last night they baptized at least 70 people. Every time I get to catch this, I get massively blessed and find that I have a window of unusual grace to connect with God emotionally, and the “east coast spirit” (I have named him Krusty – because that is what happens to you out here a lot – your spirit gets crusty and hardened more easily than other places, imho) is not able to hold me back from a badly needed engaging with God.Krusty the east coast demon

This service went on for about 5 hours. I really got impacted by it, and ended up just leaving the webcast running and going to bed with it streaming so that I could receive the osmosis effect and impartation. The last guy they baptized had the same name as me, which was rather unusual. Eastern time, their service went to about midnight. I got ample sleep too!

What makes it special is the way they administrate it. They’ve got 2 baptism teams and avoid a routine that saps the joy from many a baptism service. The whole thing was fresh. I also appreciated their risks in letting many of these new disciples speak at some length on the mic, since that can be wordy or counterproductive if not well managed. It rocked.

The webcast people are to be praised because lately I have not been tuning in since it is too frustrating – the connection keeps breaking and bouncing me. Now the quality is funkier but at least the audio is consistent and I can get a clue as to the visual too.

Thoughts on Jack Frost

[This post has been updated here]

I found out from another ministry newsletter that another one of my heroes has passed away as of yesterday.

Jack FrostJack Frost’s ministry was one of a handful that really hit home for me. His uniquely explicit way that he ministered to the heart of deep rooted emotional and spiritual issues has an ongoing impact upon my own life.

When he came to Cleveland a few years ago, I was playing with the worship band for the conference. I recall one of the worship leaders was stoic as usual despite some inner weariness from a lot of conferences and his own deep unhealed wounds. By the end of the conference this guy was uncharacteristically on the floor weeping and getting healed up, along with many other people.

What started the process in this case (I suspect) was Jack practicing what he preached. He came backstage after our practice, introduced himself, and sincerely thanked us for making time to serve that weekend.

This man knew ministry burnout big time, and lived to tell about it. He coined one of the best terms I’ve heard yet – “hyper-religious activity.” This was his indictment of my preferred means of existence in my college years – staying busy by doing a bunch of religious duties and feeling a bit too happy about it. As opposed to sitting out in humility and not using my works as a way of feeling good about myself.

His stories of the sea and of life as a big time fisherman were legendary and could have come right from the bible, as if he were one of the original disciples. And I’m not really into fishing. It was just that his experiences there were so rife with spiritual meaning and allegory, and nothing was censored out to protect his image. His teaching on Son-ship vs. Orphanhood resonates to this day in my life, even as I pray a spirit of Sonship over my city every day.

I also had the privilege of serving on the prayer team at one of his conferences. In addition to the profound educational experience of learning to minister inner healing at a deeper level, the remarkable thing was that Jack gave us multiple “outs” throughout the training process (required readings and tapes) and right down to the meetings. This meant that the ministry team was required to “stand down” if things began to hit home. We were not to bootstrap ourselves up to serving others if we suddenly needed a touch from God at the end of a session.

From what I understand, Jack’s dream for many years was to sail to Antarctica and back. He was able to realize this dream a couple years ago, and I looked forward to hearing about these adventures in person at a future conference. Not long afterward I heard about the health issue, and have been standing with him and for him in declaring his healing from cancer. This battle has been going on for a couple years, and I would go to his site for updates periodically.

So I have lost another hero to cancer. Through it all, Jack kept his confession strong in God’s victory over disease. When someone close to you dies from a disease such as cancer, there are many opportunities to adjust your theology in accordance with the current experience. I believe that we have the power to heal and be healed through Jesus’ power. I believe that just as Jesus’ sinless death saves those who believe and repent from spiritual death, he also took our diseases and infirmities upon himself. Through his stripes we have been healed.

Often we stand in faith and the person passes on. My best response to this is to show up and cry at the funeral, while continuing to stand firm in believing that God wants to demonstrate his power to heal in our lives. I have no pithy or trite words to explain why Jack was not one of other heroes who have experienced healings in the face of deadly sicknesses. I have no formulas either.
I continue to pray “Your kingdom come, Your will be done”. In a fallen world, I also understand that God’s will usually does not happen, and that it is part of my role to do what little I can to help make more of it happen.

So anyhow, thanks Jack for your transparent example of brokenness, for being unashamed of your own failings and tears, and for calling men in particular to selflessness in being vulnerable and open to the God who wants to fix us.