Stayed tuned! A truth is about to revolutionize you. This blog is no light thing. It does not bear a hollow threat. It is not fluff, fanfare, or hype. It is—for the devil—the things that nightmares are made of. Read on.
Now I can tell you, for the first time, how bad the attack was. It was more vicious, cruel, and strategic than any previous attack. It was designed to wipe out our outreach and break my spirit. Psalm 69: 1-3 was my prayer:
“Save me, O God! For the waters have come up to my neck. 2 I sink in deep mire, Where there is no standing; I have come into deep waters, Where the floods overflow me. 3 I am weary with my crying; My throat is dry; My eyes fail while I wait for my God.”
Matthew Henry commented on these verses: “David complains of the deep impressions that his troubles made upon his spirit. The waters of affliction, those bitter waters, have come unto my soul, not only threaten my life, but disquiet my mind; they fill my head with perplexing cares and my heart with oppressive grief, so that I cannot enjoy God and myself as I used to do.
The considerations that used to support and encourage him now failed him, or were out of the way, and he was ready to give himself up for gone. He sought for something to comfort himself with, but found himself in deep waters that overflowed him, overwhelmed him; he was like a sinking drowning man, in such confusion and consternation.” That was me.
At one point, the pain threw me to the floor. I saw a sorrow in my wife’s eye I never want to see again. I knew then, I could not tell her what was really happening inside me.
I would never walk again, let alone preach. The ministry is finished. I am used to his lies. This time it felt different. It felt like he was stabbing me my spine and hip with a knife—while he lied.
Then my miracle came. It may not sound like much to you but the pain subsided 80% and I could walk. The devastation to my nervous system was so great, that to this day, I can only walk for about 3 minutes before I must lie down again. Believe me, compared to before, that is a miracle.
I know I will be totally restored soon. No one will ever convince me my recovery isn’t supernatural. The truth is, God has seized this recovery time to transform me. The lessons learned in the Valley of the Shadow of death will fill a lifetime.
I learned never to accuse God. I learned what people suffer at the hands of some doctors. I learned to pray for others while I suffered most. I learned to let God’s Word be more real than any feeling or circumstance.
The despair of ever preaching again has turned to an unquenchable fire to preach. The idea that I would never walk has become a passion to add cities for our tent crusades. If there is a Biblical beast mode…I have found it.
Here is the most important lesson I learned: You must make the devil pay for attacking you. That is the only language he understands—divine retribution. Satan must be convinced there is a consequence to attacking you.
The sister lesson is this: Something you were about to do triggered the enemy. It must be important. It must be a threat. Therefore you must determine to do that thing.
Winston Churchill had a standing order: Anytime Hitler bombed London, the Royal Air force was to take off and bomb Germany. Hitler would bomb civilians. Churchill targeted military installations.
Churchill also had a lethal command of language. He used it to taunt Hitler. Hitler’s yawning inferiority complex made him read anything Churchill sent him. Adolf opened one message that read, “You have done your worst, now we will do our best.”
Historians wonder why Hitler—with victory over Britain all but guaranteed—turned his armies toward Russia. I know why. He realized Churchill would never give up. The devil must know that about you.
We are going to Las Vegas to win the lost and heal the sick on a larger scale than we have ever known. We are going where gangs operate. We are going where addicts languish. We are going where the homeless sit in despair.
We are coming fully charged with the power of God. We have boots on the ground! Soldiers are coming to our side. This Living Proof Tent Crusade will feature the widest range of ministries to touch human need we have ever seen.
We will open the flood gates of heaven in the abyss of human suffering in this city. Never—and I mean never—has the fire for winning souls burned so hot within me. Devil, you did your worst, now…in Las Vegas, we will do our best.
This is a new prayer alert. We are asking prayer for Mario Murillo. We are facing a fresh challenge. As we have reported to you, he was improving, but something happened two days ago.
The pain reappeared—not by any accident, but mysteriously—even though Mario followed a strict regimen required for recovery. The cause is unknown to doctors but not to God. That is why we are appealing to all of the friends of this ministry for fervent prayer. We need a miracle.
We will never give glory to the enemy but we do recognize when he attacks. Paul said in 1 Thessalonians 2: 18: “We wanted to come to you—I, Paul, tried over and over again—and Satan stopped us.”
This is a vicious attack to stop soul winning. In this dark time for our nation, Satan is fully aware of the historic doors to win the lost that have opened to Mario Murillo Ministries. Just as our voice was about to heard, he attacked.
We are asking for you to pray specifically. Mario is keen on finding the root cause of his condition so that he can prevent it in the future. If it is to be through a doctor—pray, we find the right doctor. We need a physician who is not focused on injections and surgery but on a wider understanding of the spine and hip.
Ask for an instantaneous healing so that God may be glorified in the immediate restoration of our momentum to win the lost.
We need special prayer for Mechelle Murillo. The constant care of her husband can be exhausting. We do not need the evil one to create anymore health issues. Pray for her strength. Pray protection over her. Pray she is able to rest.
Ministries that preach the Gospel with signs and wonders are often hesitant to report illness. That has never been Mario’s style. He believes in total transparency. If you can trust us to tell you the truth about attacks, you can also trust us when we tell you about miracles. After all, we are in a war and the Bible says, “we have this treasure in earthen vessels.”
Mario’s spirit is not broken. In fact, this attack is building a fire in his soul to take even greater vengeance on the devil by winning even more souls and seeing more miracles of healing.
Your prayers are far more urgent than you know. Paul said, “For I know that this will turn out for my deliverance through your prayer and the supply of the Spirit of Jesus Christ.” – Philippians 1:19. Through your prayers knitted with ours, we shall see a miracle. Thank you for praying and for sharing this alert with others. God bless you! -MMM
What are the secrets of building something great for God in these hostile times? Can we get over the evil of today to do something big? Can visionaries still come to the forefront and seize the day? Can true prophets arise, and speak the heart of God to a dying world?
If you’re looking for a cheap pep talk—a soothing shortcut—or the flattering words of the Daddy God Movement—if you think serving God is tongue talking Candyland then save us both time and ease on back into your cocoon.
But if you look at the present system of church and feel empty—if there is an inner fire that tells you “THIS IS NOT IT! THERE HAS TO BE MORE! —you have come to the right place.
Our journey begins with a sad joke. A moron wanting to cut firewood goes to a hardware store. He asks the store clerk for advice. Taken to the chain saws, the clerk says, “with a chain saw you can cut entire cords of wood in no time.” Sold.
The moron returns 3 days later angry and frustrated. “You told me I could cut cords of wood. All I got was a few lousy sticks, and this thing is way too heavy to handle.” Baffled, the clerk grabs the saw, pulls the ripcord and the saw roars to life. The moron asks, “what’s that noise?”
In the greatest moral war America has ever faced, the church is a giant unstarted chainsaw. For that war, our Christian Colleges, insist on graduating tepid troops of singing psychologists and toothy marketers.
Secret number one: Separate yourself. There is a promise in the Bible that is timeless, omnipotent, and unstoppable. It is a promise that transcends the mad railings of evil men, dark times, and limited resources. It is a promise that will prevail in any culture, and at any time. Read the promise carefully:
2 Timothy 2:20-22 “But in a great house there are not only vessels of gold and silver, but also of wood and clay, some for honor and some for dishonor. Therefore, if anyone cleanses (separates) himself from the latter, he will be a vessel for honor, sanctified and useful for the Master, prepared for every good work. Flee also youthful lusts; but pursue righteousness, faith, love, peace with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart.”
Those words were not written to a surfer in the 1960’s, but to a young leader embarking on ministry in the midst of the Roman lash and lions.
Separate yourself from the drunken compromised preachers of today. Separate yourself from shallow faith. Separate yourself form those who need “a daily word from the Lord”—turning prophecy into a horoscope. Separate yourself from those who want to “activate gifts” without pressing in to know the heart of God. Do these things and a great work has already begun.
Secret number two: Learn practical dependency on the Holy Spirit. Satan’s best works are not done by atheists, but by misguided Christians. He prizes—above all else—his ability to get ministers to take matters into their own hands—to build by their own wits—and build the perfect disguise. The current whited sepulchers are vast empires bearing Christian labels. These are machines God never built. They are trophies of hell meant to distract the Body of Christ, and waste time and money.
John 16:13 However, when He, the Spirit of truth, has come, He will guide you into all truth; for He will not speak on His own authority, but whatever He hears He will speak; and He will tell you things to come. 14 He will glorify Me, for He will take of what is Mine and declare it to you. 15 All things that the Father has are Mine. Therefore, I said that He will take of Mine and declare it to you.”
What do you see in those verses? They should bless and horrify. All the authority to build, direct, provide, strengthen and guide the church was vested in the Holy Spirit. We have wounded a precious friend! We have exiled the very person we needed most.
The American church thrashes about like a child in a kitty pool never guessing what she is doing wrong. She hired marketers when she could have asked the Holy Spirit. She points to false success to justify her existence. We don’t need a superman. We need supernatural men and women filled with the Holy Spirit.
You must be baptized in the Spirit and then learn to be led of the Spirit.
Secret Number Three: Trust the process. God invented planning. Therefore, the Holy Spirit will give you a plan. The trick is, you can’t take shortcuts, you won’t always see the logic, and you will get tired, and doubt the sanity of our course.
You won’t be allowed to do things that others get away with. You will be driven to prayer and the Word of God over every step you take. You are taking the road least travelled.
Do what you are told and never stop doing it. Trust the process. No matter how against the grain your guidance is do it! When you have no money but God says invest it in a vision—do it! When close associates turn on you—still do it! Trust the process. When you face a withering storm of criticism for your choice, keep going forward.
Look around. You will see people doing mighty works of God in the Earth. You will see the glaring difference between those who are fueled by the Spirit and those who are not.
Will these secrets work today? They always have and they always will.
You take the victories God gives you. My primary care physician thought I had bursitis of the hip. “I am referring you to a sports medicine doctor to get a cortisone shot and you will feel better fast.”
So I went. Something bothered the next doctor. Why wasn’t I feeling pain when he pushed on the hip joint. But went he bent the leg outward I screamed. “This feels more like a stress fracture.” That meant 6 weeks of lying immobile and then rehab. So much for our World Convention.
He takes X-rays. X-rays can’t see many stress fractures. This one didn’t. “You need a cat-scan.”
Two more days of night and day pain. My wife and assistant take me in the car with seat almost flat. Wheelchairs and crutches increase my pain. I must walk slowly with my arm on somebody.
Mechelle goes in the hospital while we wait in the car. She explains to the front desk that I cannot stand or sit. I can only lie down. The front desk manager assures her I can walk directly to the cat-scan table. However, some devil got on her. When I finally made it inside seconds away from collapsing with pain. She insisted rudely that more signatures are required.
I dove to the floor in front of everybody. Somehow, doing that speeds things up. The two nicest nurses came to my rescue. I am on the hard table gritting my teeth during the scan and finally it is over. We go home with still no relief.
Someone suggested in a Facebook comment that I repent. Believe me, lying there in the dead of night with no position that relieves the agony—you repent of everything. I even repented for my ancestors—whoever they are.
Back to the sports medicine doctor with the cat-scan results. He looks and looks and says there is no fracture. That was yesterday. Where did it go? Was it there and the prayers of so many were answered? That would not surprise me. You take the victories God gives you and build on that.
He kept telling me this is good news. I can get a cortisone shot now. So give it to me! He can’t, he doesn’t have an ultra-sound machine. I am thinking, that’s why I was sent here in the first place!
“I am referring you to a doctor who is a specialist in these things.” Code for “we don’t know what’s wrong with you.” Back to square one.
I can walk better. There are even times now where the pain subsides to a dull ache. There you have it. You take the victories God gives you. You worship Him. You thank Him.
Mechelle and I want to thank the host of people who took time to tell us they are praying. As I said before…there is no version of this where the enemy wins.
Look at message on the shirt. Is it an offensive in your face message? No, it is a desperately needed in your heart message. So, before you judge, get the message behind the shirt.
Let’s begin by understanding something about Satan. He fears. He fears things deeply. In fact, his fears are far deeper than yours will ever be. He fears many things.
Near the top of his list of fears is this one: He fears the genuine Christian. He understands how contagious a real believer—free of both anger and sin—can be to a generation. People feel things around such a person. People find themselves wanting whatever a true believer carries.
I wrote a book entitled I am the Christian the Devil warned you about. I’ll admit it is not my best effort. Parts of it make me wince. But just because I didn’t do a masterful job on the story, doesn’t mean the message isn’t important.
Anyway, in the book there is an encounter with Satan right in his lair. The protagonist, Daniel is invisible to Satan (Daniel doesn’t know why). He hears Satan betray one of his greatest fears. (Before you peruse an early attempt at writing, remember kindness is one the fruits of the Spirit.)
“How can I describe to you the strange sense of destiny I felt? To know that I was standing before the elite of hell, Hearing, their plans, sensing their fears, and yet be totally hidden from their view? I listened with intense anticipation to what Satan would admit next.
‘One authentic Christian,’ he wailed, ‘in which Christ works without resistance is all that it would take to disrupt everything.’ The Father of Lies contorted as if he was having a momentary seizure. His minions reeled for they had never heard him concede to saying the name of the Lord.
Lucifer continued, ‘One true Christian, rightly fitted for war, will be the ruin of us. Listen, you banal beasts, if just one could read and discover how to ask and then receive, if just one would embrace their potential . . . but most of all if just one were to discover the One who is ever with them to make them strong, wise, and miraculous, then . . .’ At the mention of God’s Spirit, the entire company involuntarily dropped and ducked for cover…”
For this reason, Satan uses most of his energy to create imbalance. If enough Christians are created and stay in their natural state, revival is inevitable. Satan understands that revival is a weapon of mass conversion.
As the master of extremes, he’ll make things important to churches that are utterly trivial. He makes leaders jealous of each other, so they’ll lose their first love—love that would compel the unchurched to be saved. He sends great temptation to visible Christians, so they will fall and be called hypocrites. I could go on and on.
If discrediting the Bible is his top priority preventing real Christians is next. What do people who fear do a lot of? They lie, and they gossip. Gossip is rooted in fear and jealously.
A real Christian reminds Satan of the two things that cause him the most agony: The fellowship he lost and the judgement he is about to gain.
At this moment Satan is broadcasting a global subliminal message: Watch out for the real Christian—the loving Christian—the joyous and holy Christian. If you wish to stay an atheist—if you wish to remain addicted, miserable and empty…don’t go near one of these.
We aren’t slamming anyone but Satan. So, we say with a smile and a heart full of love. You know that Christian that Satan told you to avoid? That would be me.
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Evil men rage madly. Tyrants and rogue nations taunt the civilized world. Societies are unhinged by lust and addiction. Because of villains, the candle of peace, joy, and hope flickers in the wind.
Villains come in all shapes in sizes. They may hurl test missiles to taunt the nations. They may hire terrorists to destabilize the world. They may run factories to kill the unborn. They may profit from drug addiction. They may run a social media lie machine. They may poison young minds in university lecture halls. They may be the grasping, soulless politicians who will do anything to stay in power.
And they assume nothing can stop them. They believe they shape the world. Psalm 73: 6-9 says, “therefore pride serves as their necklace; Violence covers them like a garment. Their eyes bulge with abundance; They have more than heart could wish. They scoff and speak wickedly concerning oppression; They speak loftily. They set their mouth against the heavens, And their tongue walks through the earth.”
Arrogance is the hallmark of evil. Believing you are in control is the quintessential delusion of oppressors. How, oh man, can you believe you decide the outcome?
The boasts and actions of today’s evildoers are strangely familiar. They remind me of that day the Wise Men arrived in Jerusalem. The entire city was in an uproar—without invitation and warning—heads of state, kings, and potentates arrive, with a bustling entourage, and treasure. What could this mean?
Satan had taken every precaution to prevent the Christ catastrophe. This baby will not be born. This light will never shine in darkness. Yet, all the hordes of hell, and their earthly minions could not stop the arrival—the desire of ages had come. A baby imposed its will on the whole disapproving world.
Herod oozes with hate. He fakes homage to the new born king. He asks the Magi to come back with the location of the child, “that I may come and worship him also.”
Angels intervene, and the Wise Men escape. Still, Herod orders the massacre of all baby boys in Bethlehem.
What kind of insanity makes you believe you can kill God incarnate? And how deep a hate is this, that the angel must tell Joseph “Herod will never recover from this—you must not return until he is dead.” What madness!
It’s the madness of today. It’s the madness of the United Nations—who do not even understand why they hate Israel. It’s the insanity of those who want to erase the teachings and values of Christ—as if they were a disease. It’s the petty, insufferable thinking that turned Merry Christmas into a hate crime. It’s all the same witch’s brew that brought us the destruction of marriage, free speech, and faith.
How did Herod’s story end? A fitting end: He died during a lunar eclipse. God switched off Herod’s night light shortly after the birth of Christ.
The Psalmist who despaired that evil men would win saw the truth at last: “When I thought how to understand this, It was too painful for me—Until I went into the sanctuary of God; then I understood their end. Surely You set them in slippery places; You cast them down to destruction. Oh, how they are brought to desolation, as in a moment! They are utterly consumed with terrors.” Psalm 73:16-19
But, stars, and angels are not the only miracles of Christmas. Classic Christmas Carols are also miracles. How else can we explain such enduring, and beautiful songs? Profound truth, and unequaled poetry lives in them. We sing them so often their miraculous eloquence flies right past us. Take for example these words from Joy to the World: “He rules the world with truth and grace, And makes the nations prove, The glories of His righteousness, And wonders of His love.”
Let every evil doer who exalts themselves against God take heed. He makes the nations prove! He will make you, evil man, prove His Glory. Not only when every knee will bow. Long before then. Every plan will backfire. Every wicked plot will be confiscated, reworked, and morph into something that advances God’s plan.
Beware God hater. The Lord of Lords is mounting a response to the madness of the world. Your schemes will fail fantastically.
Rejoice beloved child of God. Something big is coming. Prepare for impossible breakthroughs.
If you battle despair take heart: He makes the nations prove. If darkness has weighed you down with care, let Christmas—the real Christmas—do its mighty work in your soul.
This is not just the birthday of Jesus, it is the yearly reminder that evil cannot win.
I leave you with the words of another Carol, I heard the bells of Christmas day:
And in despair I bowed my head There is no peace on earth I said
For hate is strong and mocks the song Of peace on earth goodwill to men
Then pealed the bells more loud and deep God is not dead, nor does He sleep
The wrong shall fail, the right prevail With peace on earth goodwill to men