We were also greeted by the YWAM road crew who had only arrived about a half hour before we did. Nevertheless, within an hour of our arrival we sat down to a great spaghetti dinner. It looks like the servant's spirit which rested on the Camp Rosalie staff was also overflowing from Roger, Rachel, Kevin, Simone, Joy, Joe and Josh as well. (actually Josh was also a member of the Camp Rosalie staff who had asked to come along on the outreach portion of the adventure - That made us twice blessed.) 

 
After dinner we got settled in, and while the YWAM leaders Roger and Joy met with the Outreach Team leaders, the team members did their thing in the basement.  You guessed it, more praise and worship! 

The annointing on the worship team was so strong that Roger and his wife Rachel, the YWAM leaders who often lead praise and worship allowed our team free reign in that area.  
 

Immediately after breakfast on Saturday morning Lynn spent about a hour sharing the vision God had given she and Don for their work at Many Waters.  After hearing their testimony the Lord led me to share with them that while they had most certainly been through the furnace of affliction, like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, they had emerged without the smell of smoke.  

After hearing from Lynn, we devoted our first full day at Many Waters doing various work projects. Among other things these included building a brush arbor and painting the floor of the boy's dorm (which served as one of several homeless shelters at Many Waters during the fall and winter). 
 

 
Amanda, Andrew, Andy, Evan and Doug 
were supposed to be taping the floor edges 
before painting the dorm floor, but it looks 
like they went after Joe instead 
 

Therefore, on Saturday evening after our team received a short teaching on the relationship that praise and worship have to spiritual warfare, we moved our place of praise out from the basement of the Many Waters Mission to this high place of the religion of witchcraft, and engaged in some powerful warfare. We come against the spirits of witchcraft and satanism (which are in reality the original religions of the Navajo), as well as the spirits of alcoholism, depression, and abuse. 

We began by singing 'Do You Hear the Mountains Tremble,' which had become almost a theme song for this trip. For the next 1 1/2 hours we sang, shouted, danced, clapped our hands and worshipped the Most High God.  We came against those spirits which the Lord revealed to us were strongholds in this place. In addition to praying that God give us an open heaven above this area, we asked God to give to those members of our team who had never engaged in this type of warfare before, spiritual insight that they might know the results of this time of warfare. We asked God to give us a sign that we were in His perfect will. 

Immediately upon completion of this prayer several of the members of the team began to shout and dance. There to the southeast was a 1/4 rainbow!  Our hearts immediately returned to the valley in Colorado where only a few days before God had given us a rainbow as His promise to us that He would complete that which He had called us to do. 

Lynn then wanted us to go to Morgan Lake to continue our warfare.  She related how the spirits of alcoholism, depression, and abuse were just as strong at that location as they were at Nenahnezad.  Earlier in the day Lynn had explained to me that in one instance, a young woman who had come to the mission at one time for help had gone to the lake for an afternoon of swimming and relaxation.  Located next to her was a family which had apparently come to the lake for the same reason.   

However, the adults in that group soon became drunk, leaving the young children to fend for themselves.  As so often happens at this lake, a storm came up.  Only on this occasion the children were too far from shore to get back safely.  The young lady swam out and rescued the little boy.  She managed to get him back to shore where one of the intoxicated adults had waded out to his hips to get the boy.  She handed the little boy to the man and swam back to save the little girl.  

She was able to reach the girl, but was to exhausted herself to be of much help. Some other people had arrived to help the girl and with everyone's help the little girl was saved.  However, the young lady who had saved the little boy, and attempted to save the little girl lost her own life. What is even more tragic however is the fact that the man to whom she had given the small boy back near the shore was so drunk that he dropped the boy and couldn't find him and the boy also subsequently drowned! 

For another hour we sang praises to God and stormed the gates of hell. We took authority over the demonic spirits which inhabitated that place and commanded them to release their hold over both the area and the people they had influenced. As we continued to pray we could see lightening surrounding Shiprock mountain almost 40 miles away as well as 360 degrees around us.  Everywhere that is except immediately above us. Directly above our heads were stars! God had indeed given us the open heaven we had prayed for. 

When I called home the next evening to let my wife Alice know how everything was going, I shared with her what had happened on Saturday evening at both Nenahnezad and Lake Wilson. She asked me what time we had begun. What she shared with me next was absolutely awesome in that it reconfirmed that the team was doing exactly what God had called us to do. 

You see, Alice shared that on Saturday evening she and several college age women who regularly attend our praise parties and come to Cornerstone with us all went over to the church building we use for our meetings. There they began to sing and praise and worship God  with the same abandon which our team had demonstrated at Nenahnezad.  As they interceeded for us, she told me that they had song "Do You Hear The Mountains Tremble," and that instead of staying inside the church, they went outside and were dancing on the highway which passes the church! 

While we were engaging in spiritual warfare on the enemies' high places, God had intercessors praying for us more than 1,400 miles away at the very same time. Not only were they singing the same song we were, but like us, they had taken it out of the church building and into the open!!