STOCKTON REPORT

I am about to relate to you the greatest intervention of God I have ever seen come to a hurting area. I pray to God you get to read this because, my friend, powerful people don’t want you to know what I am about to tell you.

Here are the names of men murdered in Stockton, a short time before we began ministering there:

Larry Ganner, 66, assaulted and killed April 26 in the 2300 block of E. Washington Street. A suspect has been arrested in relation to this case.

Alan Cazares, 23, was shot and killed April 26 in the 400 block of Delhi Avenue. A suspect has been arrested in relation to this case.

Open cases:

Mark Echeverria, 28, shot and killed April 28 near El Dorado Street and Hazelton Avenue.

Ronald Celestine, 34, shot and killed May 1 in the 5100 block of Holiday Drive.

Benny Lott, 34 shot and killed May 4 in the 5100 block of Holiday Drive.

Joshua Moorer, 26, was shot and killed May 18 in the 200 Block of E. Bianchi Road.

Andrew Molinares, 22, was shot and killed May 21 in the 3000 block of Monte Diablo Avenue.

A man was shot and killed May 22 near the intersection of Sierra Nevada Street and Poplar Street. His identity has not been confirmed.

Everett Johnson, 45, was shot and killed May 26 in the 8100 block of Palisades Drive.

Abdul Brown, 16, was shot and killed May 26 in the 600 block of E. Oak Street.

Robert Renteria, 21, was shot and killed May 28 on Northbound Interstate 5, north of the Charter Way exit. California Highway Patrol is in charge of this case.

This list does not include the killings that took place during the days of the tent meetings, because those statistics have not been released yet.  To put it mildly, the situation in Stockton is insane.  Officer Joseph Silva, a Stockton Police Department spokesperson stated: “This area has been hit hard, and we just had a homicide this week. Now we have five people shot. Enough is enough. We need to bring some type of relief to this area and (to) the police. We can’t do this alone.”

Violence is only one factor in the strangulation of this city. The other is homelessness. It has reached critical mass in the city. And they are at a total loss to know what to do about it.

Why do I tell you this? Because there are things you need to know.  First, you need to know we have placed our lives on the line.  Next, you need to see that it was a miracle anyone came out at night to the tent. People fear the violence. The homeless won’t leave their stuff for fear it will be stolen.

Finally, you need to see who the villains are: they are the Utopian Socialists that run this rogue state−and, they are in denial. California cities are disintegrating. I have zero doubt it has to do with their anti-God policies. They have destroyed the concept of family. They have oppressed pastors. They have burned tax money on lunatic projects. They are so far gone that just saying this may get me banned from social media.

No one had ever done a tent crusade in the park at Weber Point. We had to jump through more Government hoops than you can imagine. They charged us a massive amount in fees just to use a grass field.

Now you know what we were facing when we put up the tent and hoped for lost souls, addicts, and gang members to come hear the Gospel and receive divine healing in their bodies.

Because we hadn’t yet purchased lighted “exit” signs, the fire chief made us take the walls of the tent out, which made me angry because I felt this made us even more vulnerable to people in the park who might want to disrupt the meetings.

Opening night was the lowest attendance we’ve ever seen in our tent, but it was far bigger that we had a right to expect.  Satan served notice that he wanted us to leave.  He filled a man with rage who jumped to his feet during the service and began to slander me—calling me and the miracles fake, and telling the people that they should leave.

I was shocked at how the crowd, many of whom were not believers, rejected this outburst. They were hungry for hope. If Jesus was real, they were desperate to know it. Their hunger drew in the anointing. I was astounded at how unfazed the Holy Spirit was in a tent without walls in a dangerous park.

Suddenly, God turned the tables on the enemy−because there were no walls, the people in the park could see and hear everything. Instead of the dark invading the light, the light was piercing the darkness!

There were many miraculous healings. By the Holy Spirit, I asked a young woman to place her hands on her stomach. The Holy Spirit told me that a growth was vanishing. She pressed and pressed, searching for it, but the growth was gone.

What a joy to watch pain from diseases leave the poor who could not afford to languish in emergency wards.  Legs, hearts, lungs and so many afflicted areas of their bodies were healed!

On another night, I asked a mom to place her hand on her daughter’s spine. This was more significant that I could have ever imagined. The young lady had stage-four cancer and the mother blurted out that it had begun in her spine area. Coincidence? Not in a million years!

Every night the front would fill with lost souls repenting and turning their lives over to Jesus. It is awe-inspiring to see souls, totally free of pride, plunging into Christ!

I must give honor where honor is due. We asked worship teams from powerful churches to come and lead worship. We also invited spiritual generals from the region. First of all, I want to honor Bishop Steve Perea from Christian Worship Center in Manteca, who came to the tent regularly and did so much to help us. I also want to honor Verna Brown from Soul Harvest Church in Modesto, who was so supportive. Pastor Deborah Berteau from The House Modesto church brought an army of intercessors, without which we could not have done this.

I want to give extra special honor to Frank Saldana from Inner City Action in Stockton knows this city as few do. The efforts of both Frank and his teams are beyond heroic, and they were instrumental in our coming to Weber Point. Last, but not least, I also want to honor Kim Saldana who literally won the war to get us a permit to come to this strategic location.

Before we knew it, the curse over the park was broken, every seat was filled, and every life was getting a full dose of the power and love of Jesus.

I have never seen Satan fight so hard to hold on to people, nor have I ever seen God neutralize so much evil and despair under our tent, and replace it with His righteousness and joy!

Stockton was our Jericho. Stockton was our D-Day. Now it is on to Fresno, where a fresh war awaits us.

And we know that God will give us victory there, too!

 

 

 

What happened last night

 Tonight, in the tent at Weber Point Event Center, the Holy Spirit had me do something I had never done before. The event center union required us to hire security guards. One of these guards happened to be standing next to a woman that I knew Jesus was healing. I looked at the guard knowing he was not a believer and asked him—by the Spirit’s direction—to place his hand on her shoulder.
His eyes began to water as he felt the power of God flowing through his hand. She was healed and he experienced living proof of miracles. It was such a touching and beautiful moment! The kind that only Jesus can create!
This was the very beginning of a river of healing that filled the tent. The next miracle was for a young man who was devastated. He had been healed of diabetes sometime ago, but the disease had come back.  The Holy Spirit granted me a word of knowledge about his story, an explanation, and faith to declare a total miracle.
I told him to remember the fervent commitment he had made to be used of God right after his healing, to win lost and dying souls. He burst into tears as he realized how true this was. The forceful healing power of Jesus came upon him−and then something else overtook him−he received a mighty prayer language as God gave him a fresh baptism!
This was followed by one healing after another, and of course, Satan had to chime in. Suddenly, hecklers began disrupting and saying vile things against the meeting. For some, this was very disturbing, but to the veteran soldiers of the cross in the tent, it was cause for rejoicing, because they knew that demons were being stirred up by the moving of the Holy Spirit. It proved we were on the frontline and it meant that the devil knew something big and threatening was starting to happen.
One might think that such heckling would have caused confusion, but instead, the enemy was defeated. I gave a clear appeal for lost souls to come to Jesus, and apparently, none of the disturbance had fazed them. They stood all the way across the front of the tent and surrendered their lives to Christ and received the gift of eternal life. Glory to God!
Tomorrow night promises to be one of the most explosive nights of miracles. If you can, come and experience the healing power of the Holy Spirit. If you know someone who needs a miracle or proof of the power of God, do what you can to bring them to the tent!
“Let anyone who is thirsty come. Let anyone who desires, drink freely from the water of life!” −Rev. 22:17

 

 

 

ALL ON THE LINE

This is not a figure of speech or a literary device—or an attempt to manipulate a reaction out of you. Today, Mario Murillo Ministries lays it all on the line. That is a stone cold fact.

For the last 12 months, I’ve carried a deep anticipation.  I knew there was a day of reckoning in my future. That day is today.

Months ago, I felt a strong impression to reread the books of Exodus and Joshua. I suspected that reading them would answer a question that has been gnawing at my spirit. That question had to do with the concept of ‘breakthrough.’ When I say breakthrough, please don’t think I mean a breakthrough in my personality, or a relationship, or even a financial challenge. None of those things come close to what I mean.

I knew that history was littered with tales of armies who had won a couple of battles and then lost the war. Thinking you are winning when you have only had victory in skirmishes is a sad proverb of war.

God told Israel to conquer the kings who currently inhabited the Promised Land. Land that had been promised to Israel. Long before Israel got there, these kings heard that the people of God were coming. They knew that the Children of Israel had once been slaves. The inhabitants of the land had heard of the miracles God had performed in Egypt−but remember−these kingdoms were under the control of the kings who were not about to give them up without a fierce fight.

The first victory the Children of Israel had in Canaan could be dismissed as beginner’s luck.  The second one could be considered a fluke. The third was to be so significant that Joshua and the commander’s of the armies of God got involved.

Joshua 5: 13 “And it came to pass, when Joshua was near Jericho, that he lifted his eyes and looked, and behold, a Man stood opposite him with His sword drawn in His hand. And Joshua went to Him and said to Him, “Are You for us or for our adversaries?” 14 So He said, “No, but as Commander of the Army of the Lord I have now come.” And Joshua fell on his face to the earth and worshiped, and said to Him, “What does my Lord say to His servant?” 15 Then the Commander of the Army of the Lord said to Joshua, “Take your sandal off your foot, for the place where you stand is holy.” And Joshua did so.”

What did Jericho represent? A victory that would melt the fighting will of the pagan kings. It meant a launching. The walls fell and with them all doubt that God would take the land.

I knew in advance that we would see victories in our first two Living Proof Tent Crusades. But I also knew they could be explained away. Last year, I knew Stockton was our Jericho. Believe me, there are walls around this city. Trust me, there is demonic power nested here that boggles the mind.

We have openly declared victory over this city. Doing that was an act of courage for all of us. We sent workers into the neighborhoods of Stockton. That is our equivalent of marching around Jericho. Our battle plan for Stockton was not based on human effort. It flies in the face of everything that the world calls ‘marketing.’ It made no sense to march around Jericho. That is no way to fight a battle! But we can sense that the hand of God is here, and He will fight the battle!

There was a day when Joshua and the armies of God stopped marching—took their positions—and then shouted and blew on their horns. Today is our day to do the same.

We have poured tens of thousands of dollars into this. We have shut down virtually every aspect of our ministry for this. Our staff has relocated to Stockton.  We are literally hanging our lives on the promise of God regarding these next 5 days.

We are putting it all on the line today, and all I am asking of you is one thing: PRAY!  Pray fervently. Pray specifically. Pray as you have never prayed for us before. This is our Jericho! Pray for the walls to come down!

 

 

P.S. Oh, I know I said ‘one thing’ but I am actually asking for two more. If you live within 50 miles of this tent, please come to see the power of Jesus Christ perform miracles−and bring with you anyone you know who needs a miracle!

 

 

 

 

AFTER A BRUTAL ATTACK

After a brutal attack I have won a stunning personal victory against the devil.

Maybe you could sense it in my writings. Yeah, I was under a brutal attack. I was threatened. But anyone who knows me knows that threats just fire me up.

Here are some verses that describe us to a tee: “Now it happened in Iconium that they went together to the synagogue of the Jews, and so spoke that a great multitude both of the Jews and of the Greeks believed. But the unbelieving Jews stirred up the Gentiles and poisoned their minds against the brethren. Therefore they stayed there a long time, speaking boldly in the Lord, Who was bearing witness to the word of His grace, granting signs and wonders to be done by their hands.” –Acts 14:1-3

I will not bore you with the details of the attack. What I will tell you is that when I decided to put up our tent in Stockton, California, it became total war. Satan told me to stay away from Stockton. He told me he would destroy me if I came to Stockton.

Then we got hit from all sides. The devil stirred up everyone he could. He tried to attack my body with a strange weariness that threatened to cloud my mind. He went after our resources. He even tried to bring a vicious division. You name it and he did it.  But why is Stockton such a big deal to the devil? Let me explain.

A victory in our tent in Stockton will have more explosive power than our last three crusades combined. Think about what I just said.  Stockton sits at the top of almost every category for murder, prostitution, and homelessness in America. Often teetering on the edge of bankruptcy, this city can’t even hire police. But I believe this city is a catalyst for something much greater…something that could hit the whole State of California.

But we know the reason we have been attacked so violently. The devil is hiding a secret in California. It is a secret that he guards with unbridled tenacity. That secret is the hunger and openness of the average person in California.

But here is the biggest reason: Stockton is our Jericho. Think about Israel. Their first few battles in the Promised Land were skirmishes. It was at Jericho that God displayed awesome power in bringing down the walls with a shout.  That victory brought fear upon the other Kings in Canaan, and brought divine momentum.

The enemies of God believe we can’t turn the tide in California.  Even so, they have admitted that the tent meetings have, so far, surprised them.  Stockton is going to be a whole different story. They know it− and the devil knows it.

Why is Stockton our Jericho? Stockton is a major gateway in our journey to the southern end of Highway 99.  We call Highway 99 the ‘Corridor of Glory’. Stockton is the first in a string of valley cities that has been brutalized by the one-two punch of drugs and the Leftist wacko policies of California.

Why is Stockton our Jericho? Because a gigantic wall came down. That wall surrounded the Weber Point Event Center.  The Weber Point Event Center is the most visible and prized location for any event in Stockton. To say that the devil didn’t want us to have it is a vast understatement. He fought us tooth and nail.  But we won!

This venue is so vital that just telling leaders about it has energized them for this crusade. But like all things worth getting, it is very expensive. However, you and I both know it is time for radical and bold acts of faith.

After Paradise I had no energy for this next great open door. That is when we stood our ground on the authority of the Cross, the Blood, and the Name of Jesus.  Now, demons have retreated. Now, resources are being restored. Now, we are ready.

If at any time Mario Murillo Ministries has been a blessing to you, please hear my cry. We need you to rally to our cause.

HELP US GET THE WORD OUT! We have spent a vast amount just to get to this point. We have added vital equipment and supplies. Everything is in place, except the one thing we need—WE NEED TO GET THE WORD OUT. I am not talking about Christians. I am talking about getting lost souls.

What could be more heartbreaking? Imagine winning all these victories—breaking through all these barriers, only to falter at the finish line? If we want the homeless, the addicts, and gang members in the tent—and not only them, but students, business leaders, politicians, and the power brokers of Stockton—we must go and get them.

I am not saying we don’t have help—many strong churches are working alongside us. Plus, we have an even greater advantage: Stockton is the headquarters of Frank Saldana and Inner City Outreach. They have favor in the homeless camps and on the streets. They are a major force in this outreach.

WE NEED A PRAYER SURGE! I need intercessors all over America to fervently cry out to God for an outpouring of the Holy Spirit on Stockton, California.  God has already warned me to be ready to see miracles—notable healings in the tent. There is a massive harvest in Stockton! Pray the Lord of the Harvest to send forth workers into this harvest. Pray with an understanding of the Jericho-factor. This could be the fuse to light the explosion of statewide miracles!

Think about it. In just a few weeks, history could be made in California!  Could this be the turning point we have so deeply yearned for and believed would come? Join with us! Now watch this one minute video:

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Unfolding in California

I walk into the tent in Paradise and it is standing room only.  This is impossible. When the Lord ordered me to do this, I assumed it would be a test of my willingness to preach to an almost empty tent.

This is a vision that had all the promise of a candle in the wind. Here in Paradise, California, you can’t drink the water. The power grid is still sketchy and cell service is limited. It’s a good long walk to the restrooms. But that is just the start. All around are the rubble and wreckage of the fire.  For locals, there is little here but agonizing and terrifying memories. That’s why most of the residents are gone and why they stay away.

Still, God said to do it. And here I am doing it. I am so shocked and thrilled at the turnout that I forget my real challenge: What do I say to this community? They not only lost homes, they lost loved ones. They have heard every trite phrase and pat answer. How do you preach to people who feel as though they have lost everything?

The Holy Spirit is having amazing mercy on me. He gave me fresh insight into these verses:

Isaiah 61: 1“The Spirit of the Lord God is upon Me, Because the Lord has anointed Me To preach good tidings to the poor; He has sent Me to heal the brokenhearted, To proclaim liberty to the captives, And the opening of the prison to those who are bound; 2 To proclaim the acceptable year of the Lord, And the day of vengeance of our God; To comfort all who mourn, 3 To console those who mourn in Zion, To give them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness…”

The explosive worship ends and I stand to begin preaching. The first words out of my mouth are the verses you have read above. What comes next is a step by step declaration of this devastated city coming back stronger than ever. Here are the points:

-Beauty for ashes, means a trade. God is telling you to bring your ashes and trade them for His crowning glory. You can hold onto the sense of loss and devastation or you can trade it for a new day. We have come to Paradise to bring the promise of a new day.

-Don’t say you have lost everything. Stop saying, “I have lost everything.” You can’t say that unless you are confessing that God is not your source.  Philippians 4:19 “And my God shall supply your every need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus.”

-Let the works of God be displayed. We can torture ourselves searching for reasons why this happened or we can let the works of God be displayed. The disciples wanted to know why a man was born blind.

John 9: 1 says: “Now as Jesus passed by, He saw a man who was blind from birth. 2 And His disciples asked Him, saying, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?” Jesus answered, “Neither this man nor his parents sinned, but that the works of God should be revealed in him. 4 I must work the works of Him who sent Me while it is day; the night is coming when no one can work. 5 As long as I am in the world, I am the Light of the world.””

Those words, “that the works of God should be revealed in him” are—in my opinion—an inadequate rendering of the true meaning of this text. The King James Version was written when there was a strong, perhaps too strong of an emphasis, on the belief that everything that happened, happened because God caused it. The implication here is that God blinded this man. A better rendering is, “neither he nor his parents sinned, but in order to let the works of God be displayed in him, I must work the works of Him Who sent me. The night comes when no man can work.”

Quit torturing yourself by questioning why something happened, instead, let God display His power because time is of the essence.  That is the message for Paradise, California.  LET THE WORKS OF GOD BE DISPLAYED!

Then the works of God were displayed that night in the tent. There is no time for me to tell you, nor can I find the words to describe the flood of healings and salvation that came in the tent. Something beautiful, powerful and lasting is unfolding in Paradise.  And, as we have seen so often in California, the harvest is great and the laborers are few. And that takes me to point of this blog.

God gave me a dream and I saw Highway 99 turn into a river of salvation and healing. From the day I was ordered to hold meetings that will take our tent from the top to the bottom of this highway, we have collided with the impossible.  There was no money. There was little support from Christian organizations. There was resistance so great that I felt I was in direct contact with hell.

The cycle of this tour is always the same. We find a tent site. We face obstacles that are insurmountable. Then something happens—it always happens. The impenetrable wall crumbles before us. The immovable resistance to the work of God rolls away. The tent goes up. We string the lights, set up the stage. We fire up the generator. Then the people−who everyone tells us will never show up−come in droves.  Then the straightforward message−that no one is supposed to respond to−cuts to the heart of lost souls and they take the Kingdom by force. Now the tent is going south to Stockton.

In Stockton California—possibly the top city for murder and prostitution—we have won the right to use the most visible and prized location: The Weber Point Event Center. This, too, is impossible. Here again, we are facing total resistance. We are back to square one having our faith tested and, yet again, we see the mighty hand of God on our mission.

Some churches do not want us here. But just as soon as we start to feel discouraged about that, other churches jump in and rally to our cause.  Over and over again, we see the Hand of God break through—often at the last minute.

The crowds are growing because people are following us from one tent crusade to the next one. THERE’S AN ARMY RISING UP! We also know the warfare of the next one will be fiercer than the last.

Every demon in hell is committed to stopping the Stockton tent crusade. But, once again, they will fail. Once again, the Holy Spirit will find a way where there is no way.

What is unfolding in California as we journey south on Highway 99, is an act of God that should cause you to rejoice. With every mile we cover, we watch myths and falsehoods die. The most carefully guarded secret of Satan is California’s hunger for God.

Stockton is next! Please−come join us if you can. Each and every night, we are watching God obliterate that lie! Hallelujah!