Josh Hamrick

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My sisters rocked the spot at Patterson Springs last Sunday. I don’t guess I shouldn’t comment on myself, but they are my sisters, and they were AWESOME. It was a lot of fun, seemed like most people were into it, and God was glorified. Hopefully, I can get them back soon. It had been about 5 years since we last sang together. Can’t let that happen again. Next time, we might include the whole family band, including full children’s choir. It’s sure to be an extravaganza. For those of you who missed this one, don’t let it happen again.

In other news, my surgery is scheduled for June 29th. Brain surgery…that’s pretty heavy, huh? It’s actually endovascular and very non-invasive, but it sounds so much more intense to call it brain surgery. Anyway, i feel good about it, and I think we’re doing the right thing. Doctor made me comfortable…of course, he’s getting paid. The Electrolux guy made me think I needed a $2000 vacuum cleaner. At least the doctor didn’t dump dirt on my carpet to prove his point.

I’ve been reading about 100 books lately, so I’ll share them with you here and there over the next few weeks. Quick Disclaimer: Because I read a book does not imply that I agree with everything stated in the book, or that I agree with everything else the author has ever said. In fact, I am more likely to read a book that may present a new idea rather than continue the same thing over and over. The downside to this is that you will occasionally find something you disagree with. The upside is that it is the only possible way to learn. Therefore, if you are the type to play “Heretic by Association”, get your typing fingers ready, because you will probably be quite offended at one thing or another in the coming days.

That being said, lets start with an older book I have wanted to read for years, but only recently found time, while sitting in Hospital waiting rooms:

Some Said it Thundered : A Personal Encounter with the Kansas City Prophets                            by David Pytches

Wow. Just that title sounds totally epic and spookily spiritual, doesn’t it? This book was written in 1990 about a group of modern day pseudo-prophets that were at that time gathered in Kansas City. 20 years has passed, and most of these guys have fallen out of favour for scandal, false predictions, or whatever, but some have hung around the fringes of Charismatic Christianity…and others just won’t go away. I was first alerted to these cats when the whole Lakeland Revival thing was going on in 2008. Todd Bentley seemed to name drop these guys more than Jesus, and being more than a little suspicious of Bentley, I wanted to check out his inspiration. Read whatever I could find online, and then found this little gem of a book. There is something about me that is totally fascinated by guys like the ones wrote about in this book. Just the gall to purport to literally be speaking on God’s behalf makes me want to listen. I suppose that is where the danger comes in. If the person is being honest, and God is speaking through them, you must act on what they say. If the person is false…well, the opportunity for manipulation just seems to easy. (For the record, I’m more of a Sola Scriptura guy. Al Mohler defines my view of modern inspiration quite well in his book, He is Not Silent.) Regardless of all that, it is an interesting little book and an easy read. Just to hear the inane little things that they would see as prophetic signs from God was cooky. I couldn’t imagine having to live a life where even the number on my tennis shoe was a cryptic message from the Creator. Too much margin for error on my part, but I guess that’s why these guys are prophets. Except they get things wrong all the time. Oh yeah, that little thing. Pytches himself seems like a solid enough guy, acknowledging the gift while attempting to outline some structure and guidelines for its usage in the church. Still, 20 years later I wonder if he looks back and thinks, “I knew something was fishy!”. Usually, we do. Call it discernment, intuition, or whatever, but there is usually that little tug that tells us, “Wait, something is rotten here.” Don’t ignore that voice.

It could actually be the Lord.