LTW Update: The Dalai Lama in Pasadena

Hello Everyone,

I met my friend, James, at 8:30 A.M. this morning across from the Civic Auditorium in Pasadena to get a cup of coffee and pray about the day and for the people. The marquee flashed, “His Holiness, The Dalai Lama” as thousands lined up to hear him speak. James is a former Buddhist with a Christian ministry to Buddhists, and he had tracts written specifically to reach Buddhists with testimonies of former Buddhists who had become Christians, along with verses of the Gospel.

I got there early and looked over the crowd waiting in line at the Civic Auditorium. I prayed that the Holy Spirit would block the message of the Dalai Lama somehow in the hearts of these people. At the coffee shop, we prayed with our eyes open in a normal tone of voice during the morning session. We were looking out the window toward the auditorium as we prayed Scripture for them. I prayed, “Lord, we pray against the spirit of enchantment; we thank You that it is not Your will for any man to perish, but for all to come to repentance…” James continued, “Lord, we pray for confusion; that the people will not be able to grasp what he is saying; we pray that it will not be accepted in their hearts and that they would question what he says with their minds…” I continued, “And, Lord, we pray right now for You to bring to mind the scenes from the Passion movie, to all those who saw it, of You being beaten and crucified, shedding blood for the people in that auditorium. Bring it to their minds, and let them picture You on the cross. Right now, we pray they would know the difference between You and this man.” We continued to pray like that for about twenty minutes, praying Scripture to God for the people, knowing that we were praying according to God’s will, because He died for them and for their sins. We prayed for God’s elect in that crowd, and that God would somehow bring them to us. If someone had been observing us, I am sure he or she would have assumed that we were only in conversation to each other, as our praying was not conspicuous. It was so powerful, though, that I felt tired when we were done.

James pointed out to me that there were so many devout Buddhists there with such hard hearts, that we should expect to just plant seeds. He said the average Christian convert in Asia takes thirteen years of missionary work due to the occult strongholds and possession of this sub culture. He said, “Where I think we can actually do the most good is at UC Irvine on Friday. The Dalai Lama is speaking to our youth there in the public schools.” I started to cry. With my eyes filled with tears I said, “He’s coming after our children. He is going to get our children?” I wiped the tears from my cheeks and said, “You know, I have devotional stories for kids I hand out at my booth about the Bible, and I have this other book of quotes from our Founding Fathers to show our country was founded upon the Bible and Christian principles. Maybe I could bring them and give them to teachers that would be receptive. It is just so sad that he is able to come after our precious little children, when they are not allowed to say the word God in the pledge.”

Please pray for us on Friday, as we will be at UC Irvine, where the Dalai Lama is speaking to the youth of Orange County. Pray that a door will be open by the Holy Spirit for us to leave something about the Bible with them. Pray that this Dalai Lama gathering will even be cancelled, and please pray for spiritual protection for our children on Friday. It is public information that the CIA pays the Dalai Lama over $100,000.00 per year. He is protected by our government secret service men at these venues. James warned me today, “Be careful; eyes are watching.”

The coffee house where I sat overflowed with people when the session broke for lunch. James took off to do some witnessing and prayer walking around the place. I stayed there nursing an old cup of coffee. Observing all of the people in the room, I scanned table by table praying for every single person there. I put a book up over my face to make it look like I was reading it, as I sang softly “Holy Spirit, Thou art welcome in this place/ Holy Spirit, Thou art welcome in this place/ Omnipotent Father have mercy and grace/ Thou art welcome in this place.” I had to look out the window in the opposite direction a time or two, so the people wouldn’t see my eyes flooding over with tears as I prayed.

Right before the last session, James and I decided to call it a day. I told him I would be there around 7:30 tomorrow morning to walk around the auditorium praying against the demonic spirits at work. Interestingly, while the Dalai Lama meeting was taking place today, many Christians were gathered in Pasadena praying for the Billy Graham Crusade scheduled there this summer. I am sure it stirred the principalities at war in the spiritual realm.

The people were standing in line for the last session of the day, and I walked around asking the Lord to show me if He wanted me to talk to anyone. The devout monks were speaking Chinese amongst themselves, and the hippies in tie dye were mainstreamed with the business men as they all stood in line waiting for one more round. We heard one woman say, “His holiness is a very special person. I never thought I would have the chance to be in his presence.” I kept walking through the crowd in prayer, but it seemed the Lord didn’t want me to speak to anyone. Then, at last, I came upon some college students sitting on the ground. I walked up to them and said, “Hey! Are you guys here to see the Dalai Lama?” They all nodded yes. I asked, “So, tell me about the morning session. Was it interesting?” They agreed unanimously and said, “Yeah, it was interesting.” I continued, “So, tell me. What did you learn?” One guy answered, “Um. Well, we learned. Um.” He looked to a girl in the group for a clue, and she answered, “We learned about the four laws.” I said, “Oh. So, what are the four laws?” They all just looked at me very perplexed and another said, “Um. Um. Well, um.” He paused, looked up to the sky, and finally proclaimed out of frustration, “It’s hard to understand!” I just laughed and said, “I know. It is high, high, lofty knowledge, isn’t it?” They all agreed. Apparently, they had been in the presence of “His Holiness” for two hours that morning and had not retained a thing! I took out the tracts James had given me with the Christian testimonials from former Buddhists and said to one of the kids, “Hey, I wanted to give you something. The cover of this little pamphlet was hand painted by someone who used to be a Tibetan Buddhist.” He answered, “Oh, neat!” Another student said,” I want one!” And another asked, “May I have one?” And another, and another, and another until I had given them all out to every student there.

Do not fear for I am with you. I will bring your offspring from the east, and gather you 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, and whom I have created for My glory, Whom I have formed, even whom I have made. Before Me there was no God formed, and there will be none after Me. I, even I, am the Lord; and there is no Savior besides Me. –Isaiah 43:6-7, 10.

“I found no comfort in any of the philosophical ideas which some men parade in their hours of ease and strength and safety. They seemed only fair-weathered friends. I realized with awful force that no exercise of my own feeble wit and strength could save me from my enemies and that without the assistance of that High Power which interferes in the eternal sequence of causes and effects more often than we are always prone to admit, I could never succeed. I prayed long and earnestly for help and guidance. My prayer, as it seems to me, was swiftly and wonderfully answered.” –Winston Churchill.

Because He first loved me,


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