Turn to see

Turn around to see…

I turned to see what a voice was saying to me;

And turning around, I saw seven golden candlesticks, and among the candlesticks one like the Son of Man, clothed at the feet and girded around his breast with a golden belt. His head and hair are white as white wool, like snow, and His eyes are like a flame of fire. His feet are like precious metal, as if in an incandescent furnace, and His voice was like the voice of many waters. In his right hand he had seven stars, and from his mouth came a sharp, double-edged sword. And His appearance – like the sun shining in its fullness. When I saw him, I fell at his feet as if dead, and he laid his right hand on me, saying: “Stop being afraid! I am the First and the Last and the Living One. I was dead, and here I am living forever and ever and I have the keys of death and the Abyss.

These words from the Apocalypse Chapter 1 pierced me Saturday morning like an arrow from God. I was just going to the next days of the New Chance to Kutno to preach the Gospel there, I had a preaching, God says what I wanted to share with me for a long time and shows in various contexts, so that the words about Abraham and the Moriah experience or a strange meeting at Simon the leper or the dilemmas of the students going to Emmaus had a deep spiritual overtone for everyone. This time it was supposed to be an emphasis on conversion to Christ. This is something that works best for me, I have such God’s anointing that when I preach the Gospel to people who have not given their lives to the Lord, after such preaching they willingly go out to pray to do so. This is one of God’s gifts that has been manifested in my service from the very beginning, that is already 23 years.

However, this morning God is still speaking to me as in the quoted passage. The words struck me especially – I turned around and I have the keys of death and abyss. God brought them to life in my heart and suddenly many things became clear. When we pick up a Bible or display it on some device and look at this passage, we notice that before John turned, Jesus was already speaking to him. John describes it as, I have fallen in delight – being exiled on the island of Patmos, also in old age, about a hundred years old, suddenly experiencing something that he may have forgotten by now, how wonderful it is. Delight, I do not know if you have already experienced such things, but it is worth striving for.

My one of the first of delight was in 1995, a guest came to the community in which I was at that time, i.e. to the church on Miła in Wrocław, a guest, pastor Milewski (of the saint of memory), he was known for the fact that when he prayed for people, they experienced strange things . They cried, repented and, most of all, lay on the floor. It was incredibly strange for me. For the previous two years I grew up in Silesia and, rather, the reborn people everywhere looked bad at such phenomena. I heard it from the devil, God doesn’t work like that, it’s deception. I didn’t really have an opinion on it, but I was a bit scared. Whoever from Wrocław knows that the church on Miła Street is not big, but only thanks to the annex, it can fit there for about 400 people. Back then, it was jammed to the end.

I was watching this what’s going on and I’ve been going through different states of mind and spirit, from rage, what is he doing, how can he, by surprise, and the pastor also participates in it, because he was standing next to him and also praying with him? I didn’t understand, I was full of rebellion, I wanted to run away from there every now and then, but there was always something holding me there, some invisible force. God was talking to my heart, you trust the pastor, do you think he could do something bad for his sheep? The heart was screaming, no no. God continued, after all you are under the cover of my Blood, can the evil one touch you? No, no, and not every argument for escaping. It took a long time as the whole Community was lined up to pray, the sermon was great, and then the prayer. In the end, after such a fight with myself, I stood at the end of the line and said in my heart, let it happen, Lord, I entrust myself to Your hands. In front of me, every single person, when Pastor Milewski put his hand on her, fell to the floor and lay there. The church was full of those lying, some were already getting up, raising their hands to God and praying. I was before, I decided in my heart, I will not fall, no, no, let him pray, but he will fall, no way.

When it was my turn this pastor, praying with his tongues, put his hand on me and was obviously tired, after all I was the last. Nothing happened, I stood bravely on my feet and left after a short prayer. Hmm, I was a bit surprised, confused, nothing happened and nothing happened. I broke my reluctance and rebellion, these were probably my first feelings. That I won, that the prejudices that had been told me during those two years had not won, but that I was free to make my own choice. I was glad that nothing good or bad had happened. I had many things in my heart about the Lord that were in me then, and I felt that the Lord heard it. One such prayer. The service ended and I returned to my home. I went to sleep and…

After a few hours , I woke up as if in a different world, first had a great penance of not fully trusting the Lord, I cried and I was kneeling on the floor, I cried out to the Lord, forgive me, Lord, for wanting to refuse Your blessing. God, inside and outside of me, practically filled me up physically. It felt like a big current was going through me inside every cell, every muscle, but it was so nice. God showed me things that He wanted me to confess to Him as sin, I did it, I cried and confessed, but that His presence, that sweet presence that filled the whole room, this incredible love and acceptance, I never felt like this, except in time conversion. This meeting lasted until the morning, I felt so happy, so loved, so God’s and holy. I felt His oil, His anointing, on my hands and on my body. I noticed that whoever I would not talk to, who I would not pray about, he was touched by the Lord in an incredible way. This state of affairs lasted for about a month. It was unheard of. Now I know it was something that God gave me to taste what it is like to walk in His anointing. What it is like to minister in His anointing. Not in my own strength and wisdom, but in Him.

This is when the departments miracles are happening in the prison in Wołów, when I went there, I couldn’t even believe what was going on, everyone who wanted to come closer to me after my sermon was already a few meters in front of me, and my shirt was flying like I was fan. It was then that one of the prisoners was healed of gangrene, his leg was black and was about to be cut off, but we put our hands on him and in a week there was no sign of the disease. It was then that the secretaries and those others, at my call, which I felt from the Lord, abandoned the division and reconciled with those others, it was a miracle, I saw it all and participated in it. I also learned that if I want to minister effectively to people, then I have to walk in God’s anointing, there is no other way. A preacher, even the best educated and wonderful erudite, can stimulate people on the level of intellect or emotions, but at the depth of the spirit there is no access, but if I minister from the depths of God’s Spirit, human hearts and their souls are drawn to the Lord, and then signs and wonders can take place that are permanent and permanently change people’s hearts because they open them to the Lord.

Those experiences and later changed my perception of the effective preaching of the Gospel, I know today that without God’s anointing there is no point in standing at the pulpit. Without God’s message, there is no point in taking people’s time, whether in speech or writing or whatever. I had many such experiences, as John called it rapture, in my life with the Lord. These experiences make us stop, turn around, and focus on what the Lord is saying to us and what He wants to do with us. There is no way we can hear the Lord well if we are running in any other way. We must stop, calm down, trust, believe, open ourselves to a supernatural encounter, to a new quality, to miracles. Each close encounter with Him means changes that we may not understand at all, because He is working on us. We sing often, you are a potter, and I am clay, but when the Lord takes up our clay structure, we protest, or the legalism alarm goes off and we say, no Lord, it’s not from you.

At the end of this quote from the Apocalypse we read the words that made me very aware this Saturday, that Jesus has the keys of death and the abyss (hell). Only when the Spirit of God will be able to use me in His service, and I, as His instrument, will submit myself completely to Him, then He can use these keys. People who do not know Christ are slaves to sin that holds them in the abyss that holds them in a state of spiritual death. They are alive in the flesh but dead in spirit, and therefore only He has the power to resurrect them. Not me, but Him. I am completely dependent on Him in my service, what He does, I do, and no different. This dependence must be learned by everyone who wants to do God’s will. Jesus said about himself that he did the Father’s will, not his own. And if we do His will, He will do what He intended. That the works of God may be revealed on everyone who experiences His touch. It is wonderful that I can participate in this, that He invited me to cooperate, I am a sinful vessel.

Isn’t that great? After all, both you and I can actually experience the Lord in His grace not only changing our lives, but through us changing the lives of other people, those whom He has chosen. When I called to prayer for conversion, nourishment, strengthening, twice after each service, there were only a few who, I think, of about a hundred participants of the meeting in Kutno did not take advantage of it. I believe that even those who stayed in their places experienced God’s grace and today are nourished and encouraged to continue living with the Lord. It is wonderful that we do not live in faith in ideology, religion, philosophical trends that are external and distant, but our faith flows from our heart in which Christ dwells, who one day came to us and responded to our desire that gave us grace and love and therefore our faith is an integral part of ourselves, because the person we believe in lives in us, outside of us, around us and fills the whole universe with his love, grace and will. And this creator of the world loves us so much that he paid this dwelling in us with his own death on the cross of Golgotha, and became a sacrifice for our sins, for us sinners. To him be all glory and honor in Christ Jesus.

Yours in Mr. Kazik

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