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At a time when many Apostolics are 3rd, 4th or even 5th generation, many are losing sight of the landmarks that our previous generations have left us. This eagerness to depart from the things that identify us is not always a lack of love for truth, but is often the result of a lack of adequate teaching. This is reflected in my own life. Being a 4th generation Pentecostal myself, I fell for the "it's only a consecration" philosophy and for a period of time lost my way. It was not due to a lack of love for God, but it was because I had only been taught "The Rules" without ever really learning the reasoning behind them. By the grace of God my wife and I found our way back to fullness of truth and for that we will be eternally grateful. In retrospect we now know that by turning away from our heritage God opened our eyes to see that what before seemed like bonds and burdens was the very thing that brought us back and into deep relationship with Him.


Because of our past experience, God has given us a burden for what we will call Prodigals. The dictionary defines prodigal as a person who spends, or has spent, his or her money or substance with wasteful extravagance. This seems very fitting as many former apostolics are using their God-given talent wastefully. Many fine singers, musicians, and even preachers are using their talents for pursuit of worldly gain rather than to glorify their Creator. We know that everyone is called to be a minister in some capacity and we pray that you will join us in praying for these that have gone astray.


Many days I will simply post the prayer requests that I have received while other days I may be able to post an encouraging scripture or story. To subscribe simply click the RSS subscription button below or simply visit this page to check for updates. Because of other excellent resources for prayer, such as World Network of Prayer (www.wnop.org), I ask that your requests would be limited to lost children of Apostolic parents. I will be accepting prayer requests, praise reports and encouraging stories for entry into the blog. If you or anyone you know is praying for a son or daughter who has wandered or has been led astray, please do not hesitate to send me a prayer request through the comments section below. Comments are not public and only prayer requests, praise reports etc. will be published. In order to maintain anonymity only first names along with the state of residence will be posted on any prayer list.


This blog is a new venture for me entirely and I will apologize in advance for any growing pains we may experience over the next few months. I pray that you will be patient with me as we begin this journey together.


Thank you for taking the time to view this blog. I hope and pray it will be a blessing to you.


For the Kingdom,


Mark Barnes


Friday, August 16, 2013

The stench of the pigpen

When we examine the story of the prodigal son in Luke we notice that he finds himself at his lowest tending to the pigs. If anyone has ever been around pigs you know that they are recognizable by their stench. I personally wouldn't want the job of feeding pigs, but when we look in the context of the story and at the audience to which Jesus was speaking we see that it would be even more revolting. The Jewish culture, under the law, sees pigs as unclean and even handling them would require a ritual cleansing. So you can understand that the prodigal was at his lowest, not only had he lost it all, he now was looking at the slop as a viable source of food. Considering the fact that you are reading this on an internet connected device I am sure that you have never seen the utter poverty that it would require to wish for the scraps of food that the pigs were eating. Yet we see the prodigal, a young man of a high class upbringing desiring this very thing. He looks longingly at the food and it reminds him of the banquets of home. This slop that he was carrying was similar to the leftovers that he used to throw away, he begins to remember the grand banquets in which he used to partake and suddenly he realizes that even his father's servants are eating better than he is. It is the stench of the pigpen and the memories evoked by the leftovers that begin to pull him toward home. He begins the journey home in hopes of just being accepted as a servant. There are things throughout the life of a prodigal that reminds them of home. Keep praying, watch for opportunities and keep the doors open!

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