Many remarkable things are happening. People are having dreams and visions. People are speaking in utterances and groanings. If you don’t believe in that sort of thing, then you don’t have to address it, but it’s real (PS I’m not interested in your filtered theology on the subject, and I still love you). People are prophesying over the body and each other. For instance, it has been spoken from 5 different people on 5 different occasions this week that I have a lion inside of me. Some saw me ask a lion with it’s mouth open. Another saw me as a beast with chains broken. So on and so forth. Let me tell you that there is something inside of me raging, and I know God has it in store for Africa. Friends back home know that I was pretty light hearted and quite honestly…apathetic, but I am beginning to walk into some kind of God given authority. I am no longer afraid, and I feel that freedom is about to spew from my mouth onto the peoples of Africa, such things being a work of the Holy Spirit.

If you have trouble with the testimony that I have given, please take it to the actual person of Christ and not your theology. Wrestle with it and pray into it. Ask Him yourself for dreams and visions. Ask Him what He is saying and doing in the moment. Obviously God is still speaking or we wouldn’t be here (Everything is held together by the word of His mouth). Do not discount or put the Holy Spirit into a box. Obviously, He is important enough that Jesus would actually leave the Earth and send the Spirit in His place. All Glory and Honor and Praise be to God.

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I just want to say thank you to my supporters. This experience is changing my life forever for the better, and that is an understatement. I am at 10400 of 14300 total USD needed to complete the World Race. Please pray into continuing to support me monetarily. Thank you, thank you, thank you. PS. I am off to Kenya tomorrow, so who knows how dependable internet will be. Communication may be even less a possibility. Rest in the fact that God is bringing his kingdom on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Much, much love.

This camp was unique in that it was geared towards growing families in Christ, rather than just individuals. We played together, laughed together, cried together.  Many seeds of love and faith were planted this week, and fruit has already started to bloom. Daily, we took part in “the art of dinner,” meaning we ate heartily and enjoyed each other’s presence. We had daily sessions where stories of Jesus were told. Daily we went on outings: to peaceful beaches, to fanciful parks, to fairs and amusements, forging relationships towards the love of Christ. It was a beautiful time.

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How does Jesus feel about His bride? I attest that his affections are similar to that of Solomon’s, only more complete. After spending time seeking the Holy Spirit, I read this:

“You have captivated my heart, my sister, my bride;

you have captivated my heart with one glance of your eyes,

with one jewel of your necklace.

How beautiful is your love, my sister, my bride!

How much better is your love than wine,

and the fragrance of your oils than any spice!

Your lips drip nectar, my bride;

honey and milk are under your tongue;

the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.

A garden locked is my sister, my bride,

a spring locked, a fountain sealed.

Song of Solomon 4: 9-12

When we seek Christ, He makes his Love for us known to us.

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Jesus, Love explosion.

Jesus, roaring Ocean.

Jesus, Spirit blowing.

Jesus, come.

For reference, this is where ministry is happening this month:

On the streets of Dublin, Ireland…

A lot.

We’ve been living in a small village in the Carpathian mountains. In short, we’re working with a local ministry, helping them put on concerts, so the locals can come and hear the Gospel. Many souls have come to meet Jesus, and it’s beautiful.

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It’s hard to tell how pale and placid your relationship with Jesus is until you have something else to compare it to. Most of the “Christianity” that I have seen represented in America seems just that, pale and placid. We Americans only desire a reserved amount of Jesus, because the rest is filled with careers, houses, cars, food, ect. Dear American, don’t fool yourself into thinking that you’re “sold-out” for Jesus. The more food you have, the less you hunger for the Bread of Life. The more sustained your earthly shelter, the less you long for your heavenly home. The more secure your income, the less likely you will act extravagantly on behalf of the Kingdom.

I have no right in saying these things unless I have experienced such things. Quite simply, I have experienced such things. Of course, I don’t have it all figured out, but I have figured out that I want Jesus in His full capacity. I want my life to be filled with as much God as possible. Everything else is futile. I believe the “funeral test” is safe way to project your life’s worth. What do you have to show for when you die? A couple cars? A 3-bedroom house? A full pantry?… Impressive.

I have met some here who desire Jesus in His full capacity. They have very little material wealth and see no value in hoarding piles of dust and dung. You can tell by their prayers how much they want God. Their prayers are usually loud and heart-felt, not for show, but for the groaning in their spirit. All of their desire is wrapped up in loving God and bringing that love to others.

That’s what I want to bring to my death bed, the relentless loving of God and others. I hope I begin to sound redundant in saying such a thing. The King did say it’s the two most important things we can do…I mean be.

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You might just write me off as an immature 25-year old idealist who doesn’t understand the concept of a secure future. Check the red letters. You’re actually writing off a 33-year old Savior-King-of-the-Cosmos who IS the Future.

It was about 3 o’clock in the morning when an old drunkard stumbled down the corridor towards us. He poised himself in front of us. He kept shaking my hand and smiling. He almost puked on Kevin then laughed about it. It was funny.

I would say it was about 3:30am in the morning when Jeremiah and Kevin got hit up by some prostitutes while they were peeing behind a bush. It was awkward for them. That’s also funny.

It may have been about 4am when a couple of deaf-mutes rolled up. One of them was in a wheelchair. He was missing a leg and chugging a beer. They proceeded to ask for money and take turns doing card tricks. I enjoyed it. During one of the tricks, the one with both legs showed me the king of diamonds. He pointed at me intently, telling me that I was the king of diamonds. I want to be the king of diamonds, reflecting the King of Kings.

I hope I entertained angels that night.

So, the sun starting coming up at 4:30am and the halls of the station started echoing footsteps. We were fine. I got a Greek Wrap from McDonald’s (they’re everywhere) as a toast to our night in the station.

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Daddy, I thank you that you glow around us whether we live in the suburbs or spend the night in the Bucharest train station. Here’s to You.

Make me a king of diamonds,
Nathan

I met an uncommonly cordial Ukrainian woman at the Kiev train station, yesterday. Jesus was deep inside her. Her name was Katherine. We talked about the ministries we had been doing in Ukraine. She told us about the ministry she is involved in. We prayed together. She prayed fervently for us. When she left my spirit was raging with joy and encouragement. Ten minutes later she walked back in the front door of the train station only to give me a gift. It was so evident Jesus was in her, all over her, glowing in her eyes. I love Jesus in people. I love Jesus in you, Katherine.

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After 34 hours on a train, I’ve made it Bucharest, Romania.

As soon as I got off the train, something stirred in my heart for the people of Romania. My spirit is ecstatic to be here.

I’m experiencing some training camp nostalgia. The whole squad is spending the next few days here together. I love these people. They are my local body. I eat with them, sleep with them, pray with them, praise with them, just be with them. I love them.

I think I know what stirs here. It’s the Holy Spirit. We want God. We want God together.

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Im hungry and thirsty. This morning Jesus told me to eat His flesh and drink His blood. Sometimes I think He’s crazy. He portioned me a piece of his heart and poured me a cup from His veins.

It’s hard to swallow, but if I do, I live forever. I get to abide forever.

I don’t want to forget why I am here on Earth. I am here to eat and drink, and become the love of Christ to the Earth by abiding in Christ’s love.

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My apologies for the sporadic post. Still, I hope Christ is glorified and hearts are encouraged by it.

Interview 6.21.10 from Nathan Boaldin on Vimeo.

An evening in Ukraine from Nathan Boaldin on Vimeo.

Hey Guys,

Meet my team. We are known as GLOW, God’s Light Over the World. We will be living, traveling, ministering and communing with each other for the next year. I love each one of these dearly! The names of these lights from left to right are:

Ashley VanHouttum

Anmari Rivera Molina

Daniel Montenegro

Brittany Jackson

Andrea Gosselin

Nathan Boaldin

Please pray for us as team and individually. Most of us have met our financial goals to be able to launch on June 16th, but I think Ashley and Anmari still need some money to be able to leave with us. Please consider looking them up on the World Race site and donating to their accounts!

Much love,

Nathan

On night three of training, about 150 missionaries spent the evening seeking hard after the presence of God.

According to the words of Jesus,

“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you.”

I believe this verse is especially true of His children asking for more of His presence in their lives. I kept asking and He kept coming.

The music was beautifully loud, as were the voices calling out to the heavens. I was reluctant at first, but I wanted more of Jesus. Amongst the dances and praises of my brothers and sisters, I raised my hands toward the sky and began to say one word over and over. I didn’t whisper. I didn’t speak passively. I shouted. I yelled. I sang.

“JESUS”

“JESUS”

“JESUS”

“Jesus, come be with me.”

He heard me. He was behind me. He boldfaced turned toward me, put His hand on my shoulder and began pouring living water into my mouth. His presence comes in waves and gets more intense the more you seek him.

“Then I turned to see the voice that was speaking to me… one like a son of man, clothed with a long robe and with a golden sash around his chest. The hairs of his head were white, like white wool, like snow. His eyes were like a flame of fire, his feet were like burnished bronze, refined in a furnace, and his voice was like the roar of many waters. In his right hand he held seven stars, from his mouth came a sharp two-edged sword, and his face was like the sun shining in full strength.

Like John, I felt dead. My heart was thinly beating and my chest was shaking with heavy breath. I was a goner. I could no longer bring intelligible words to the surface. They were drowned in the flood of tears, water that was poured in now flowing out.

I am not claiming the same experience John had in Revelation, but I am claiming one similar. I am claiming that the same glorious Jesus that visited John in his vision also visited me as the Holy Spirit.

How seriously do you want Jesus? How fervently do you seek his face? How often does your assumed theology or religious structure get in the way of you communing with Him?

He is there. He is right behind you, waiting on you to invite him in for an evening of communion. But, be careful. He may drown you in Living Water. For the time He is around, be prepared to feel like a dead man under His immense Glory.