Below is what I would call an abbreviated prophetic greeting that Wolfgang Simson sent last Friday. It encouraged and challanged our family. I hope it will stir you also.
Dear Friends
Since we met last year I have to admit that New Zealand has captured a special place in my heart. It's not really your landscape, not even the food (although I have to admit that I recently stumbled across some Green New Zealand mussles - and bought it!), but something much deeper than that. It has to do with a strong feeling of your country entering into one of it's God ordained phases of being a unique blessing to the nations, something of a Kiwi version of Genesis 12:: I will bless you (Abram), and you will be a blessing to all nations. It has to do with a destiny that you are about to enter in, and therefore you have to strive to sing that unsong song burried within you, read out that forgotten poem in you, and become again that prophetic people of God freed from the nonprophetic shackels of the Babylonian system of life, molded by money, work, fear and greed - and a church able to do a lot without being powered by the Holy Spirit.
I hope that this last year you have been more upset, insecure and vulnerable than ever before, slept worse, felt tossed about like a leaf, and wondering which rock to cling to. This has to do with a birthing of the new thing that God has been prophecying all along, and to your surprise it will not just happen unto you, like the utopian dream of some charismatics, it will have to break forth from within you, through pain, suffering and radical obediance to Gods, his ordinances, and you throwing yourself in reckless abandon into Gods hands: you live or drown... This is the day to enter into a new phase of being set apart for the purposes of God, for which God might have to remove you from purposes molded by tradition, fear of existence, or simply selfish purposes chosen for self promotion...
(Wolfgang talks about the power of the Maori Haka (Wardance)) If I would be there I would probably make a fool out of myself in playing that part for you right now, make you close your eyes and hear with your inner ears a rallying cry to a war for the souls of your land, and of many nations that you are destined to touch.
Therefore arise shine, wake up, get out, move out, shake up, and after you leave go do something you have never done before in your land. ANd tell your kids stop being harmless and do something crazy for God. They have it in them, and they will need to hear it from you.
Blessings to you, one of your many friends in Germany, Wolf
The Kids in the snow as we travelled up through the volcanos in the middle of the North island
