For from the rising of the sun to its setting My name will be great among the nations, and in every place incense will be offered to My name, and a pure offering. For My name will be great among the nations, says the Lord of Hosts. Malachi 1:11
Worthy are You to take the scroll and to open its seals, for You were slain, and by Your blood You ransomed people for God from every tribe and language and people and nation. Revelation 5:9
Back story: I live sandwiched between two Native American reservations. When I moved here just over 25 years ago, I cried out to God that a Gospel witness would be raised up with the Native community. It seemed so dark. The longer I’ve been here, the more I have seen the darkness grip the lives of families in the school system, and more closely in the lives of women I am able to personally interact with about Jesus in the County jail.
Over 75% of the women that I have met with over the past 18 years at the jail have been Native. So many are gripped with addictions, mainly alcohol and meth, but also heroin. They study the Bible in jail, but once they get out, they fall so quickly back into the old party ways. And then they are back in jail again, or prison.
Last fall the outreach committee from our church began to dream and plan to bring in a group from Minneapolis, the “Heart of the City” Band. A woman on the committee heard the leader share their story on the radio about how the group had been going to reservations in South Dakota and God had been using them to reach the Native Americans with the good news of Jesus.
The leader, Dan Adler is a gifted song writer, just “happens” to be from this area. He grew up just down the road from the one reservation and learned to play the guitar in the tiny church down the road from the reservation where we have held prayer meetings in years past that God would raise up a Native church. I called Dan, a cold call, and said: “Dan, come home.” I explained how we have a heart to see the Natives reached just like he told of how they were reaching the ones in South Dakota.
He has written music with Native flute and drumming music and one of the ladies in the group is a Native American who God has rescued from a life of bondage to drugs and trauma from an early age. She has a powerful testimony.
Last weekend, our dreams came to fruition. The multicultural “Heart of the City” band did a two hour concert on the tribal grounds amphitheater, powerfully and beautifully proclaiming the truth of the Gospel to the land that Jesus is Lord and the one true way to God. They proclaimed healing to this land and to their hearts because of the Jesus way. Jesus is not a white Jesus or a black Jesus, or a Native Jesus. On earth He was from the small tribe of Judah, in Israel. But He is for all people everywhere.
This was to a place where this has never been done! About 150 people were there. While not many Natives were in attendance, this was a first fruits, a leading out in worship.
In 2 Chronicles 20 Jehoshaphat and all of Judah faced an attack from the Moabites and the Ammonites. He called out to God, who told him not to be afraid or dismayed, “For the battle is not yours but God’s,” vs. 17. All of Judah bowed in worship to the Lord and praised God in holy attire. And when they began to sing and praise the Lord, God set an ambush against the attackers. The two opposing forces turned on each other and they were routed.
There were so many spoils that it took three days to carry it all off. On the fourth day they assembled in “The Valley of Berucah” which means the Valley of Blessing, for they blessed the Lord (really, the Lord blessed them).
So Jehoshaphat led the battle simply by worshipping and God did the work. “The battle is not yours but God’s.” The battle for the hearts and lives of the Native peoples is not ours, but it is God’s.”
The weapons we fight with are not of the flesh but have divine power to demolish strongholds. 2 Corinthians 10:4 May strongholds be demolished because mighty weapons of mass destruction were dispatched last night!
May this lead the way for a harvest of souls amongst the people of the St. Croix Chippewa Indians.
This is one of their songs:“We Speak Life” Heart of the City”
Check it out! It’s a powerful song.