17th Question: A Jewish Father’s Prophecy to His Son

17th Question: ‘A Jewish Father’s Prophecy to His Son’
Series #28 ‘Sharing His Knowledge in 2022’
Recorded: July 31, 2022

“Any day now we can expect Israel to finally put an end to the building of nuclear weapons in Iran. The pilots who are given this mission will be putting their lives on the line for all of us, not just Israel. Therefore, it is important that we pray for this small nation who stands against a giant rouge nation, Iran.”

Hearing a significant percentage of pilots will not make it back from this mission reminded me of one of my visits to Norway in winter of 1996. David Bowman and I had scheduled several services in Norway, Sweden, and Denmark. David was young at the time but showed strong potential for the working of miracles. David was also a wonderful performer while playing the piano and singing. He would get wild banging on the ivory keys while performing. The Norwegian people loved it. 

One night we were ministering in a high school basketball gymnasium, and it was packed out. As David was ministering, I went up to the second level of the balcony to get some rest and prepare for my sermon. While David was attempting to deliver his message, I noticed standing at the bottom of the stage there was an older well-dressed man reaching up and pulling on David’s pant leg. With each tug the drunken man would shoot out a series of questions announcing it was impossible to be healed without doctor. David was doing his best to ignore the man, but it was of no use. Fed up and confused David started calling me out toward the crowed saying, “Kent will you come and take this man out and get him saved?”

Well, I was tired, but I knew something had to be done, so I made my way down to the front of the stage and invited the man into the hallway. He began to drunkenly slur out his questions and inform me that he was a medical doctor, and he did not believe in divine healing. I invited the good doctor to come sit with me and I promised to answer all his questions.

After a bit, the doctor began to sober up and became extremely interested in what I had to say about the Holy Spirit. I started by telling him about a young man who worked for the electric company back in my home in Texas. The man had bad fall from some distance, and it paralyzed him. He went into surgery and the doctors placed two metal rods, one on each side of his spine, running from his neck to his tail bone. This young man’s name is Burl. And he was in severe pain when he was brought to one of my meetings. While I was preaching the message my spirit was crying out to G3D as I watched the pain drawing tears from Burl’s eyes. He sat in his wheelchair with wires running around his cased body as the shock from the batteries ran up his spine. When I was able to start prophesying, I went straight to Burl. Our Lord said, “In two weeks you will go to another and there I will heal you.” The pastor contacted me two weeks later to let me know they took Burl to a Benny Hinn gathering in Dallas and Burl was miraculously healed. Not only was Burl healed but they had x-rays taken of his spine and there were no metal rods to be found. G3D had taken the rods and gave Burl a new spine. 

A couple of years later I ran into Burl and his wife in Riverside, California where I was ministering for a few days. It was there I was able to prophesy over both. Two links below are one of Burl and the other his wife. The video links are listed for your review.

https://vimeo.com/731134241 & https://vimeo.com/731134095

It was at this meeting in Riverside California that G3D revealed that they would move from Texas to California, live on a hill and meet with powerful men and women of G3D. 

Within the year they moved to Orange County California accepting positions with Benny Hinn Ministries. Burl was assigned the position of chauffeuring guests around and worked on stage with Benny catching those who fell under the power of the Holy Spirit. Also, they were to take a few of these powerful men and women into their home while they were visiting with Benny Hinn and the other ministers. Terri, Burl’s wife was a registered RN. She was perfect for interviewing and verifying the people who claimed to be healed. They were required to keep thorough records to illuminate frauds or false claims.

These are the events I told to the drunk doctor. Not only did he believe every word he was totally sober, free from alcohol. As the meeting was closing for the evening the doctor and I walked to the exit. There he began to see how the Holy Spirit had been working in his life.

The Doctor was Jewish and flew a fighter jet in the 1967 Egyptian and Israeli 6-day war. As we found a place to talk privately, he told me about an experience he had while flying his fighter jet. He said I was the only person he had ever talked to about this happening to him. He told of how he was low on fuel and returning to the base when his plane shut down, but it miraculously continued to glide for about six miles with no engine and no instruments. I replied, “That is impossible Doc, jet airplanes do not glide!” He said, “It was impossible that’s why I was afraid to tell anyone not knowing what they would think.” Then he began to recant what I had told him about Burl’s miracle and he asked, “Do you think that was the Holy Spirit that helped me land my plane?” I emphatically answered, “Without a doubt it was the Holy Spirit!” Anyway, the Doctor was ready to receive the baptism of the Holy Spirit after I introduced him to Jesus. He was radically saved and filled with the Holy Spirit.

By that time, the service was over, and people began to pour out of the auditorium filling the hallway where we were. Then an older woman who I knew stopped us and began to apologize for bringing the drunken Doctor who she had found standing on a bridge. She said, “he was acting like he was going to jump off into the freezing water.” I glanced over at the Doctor and his face looked like he had seen a ghost.

Then he began to weep, telling us a story about when he was a little boy of 7 years of age, how he and his father were standing on this same bridge where the Lady had found him. It was that very bridge that he and his father were standing on when his dad said, “Son one day you will be standing on this bridge and your life will be changed forever.”

I am so blessed to have been a part of the fulfillment of this prophesy that a Jewish Father gave to his now Christian Son. To this day I still preach from the same Holy Bible that the good Doctor signed for me after his conversion. He signed his name Dr. Tore Roy Beck on December 1, 1996, that day he was saved by the blood of Jesus and filled with Holy Ghost.


Prophet Kent Simpson


Prophetic Ministries Today

The School of Prophetic Knowledge


16th Question: What Makes You a Prophet?

16th Question: ‘Lord, A Prophet, Really?’
Series #28 ‘Sharing His Knowledge in 2022’
Recorded: July 24, 2022

  I do not know anyone who ever really wanted to be called a prophet or planned on walking in the office of a prophet. When G3D calls you to be one of His prophets you immediately think that He has the wrong number. Especially if you have no idea what the prophet of today is supposed to look like. Most people seem to think of the word “false” when you say prophet, for false prophets were well known in those early days of my ministry. Do not think honor is going to be given to you for calling yourself a prophet. If G3D truly calls you to walk through life with this socially disgraceful brand you will experience little honor. However, if you are faithful to the call and keep pointing to the One Only True Prophet your reward in Him will be spectacular.

Jesus said: “A prophet is not without honor except in his own country, among his own relatives, and in his own house” (Mark 6:4 NKJV).

It was March 14, 1979, I remember like it was yesterday; I was standing in my bedroom, looking out the window across the yard and into the trees across the road thinking about the sermon titled “What Does G3D Want You to Do for Him?” I heard it just hours before. With my hands out in front of me, my eyes closed, I lifted my hands to G3D and said, “What do you want me to do for You Lord?” I had been experiencing a lot of conviction about being a banker and the practice of usury by charging interest on borrowed money violates scripture. Even though my pastor told me, “Now it’s okay to charge higher interest rates because we are not under the Old Testament law, and it does not apply for today.” My heart was not satisfied with the answer I received from my pastor.

“If he has exacted usury or taken increase- Shall he then live? He shall not live! If he has done any of these abominations, He shall surely die; His blood shall be upon him(Ezekiel 18:13 NKJV).

At the time my oldest daughter was only a year old, we lived in the country in a modest home I had built for my little family. I was in my seventh year of banking, and on the weekends and holidays I worked on a ranch for my father-in-law who was also my best friend. My life was great in a lot of ways, but something was missing. I was really involved in our little country Baptist Church and wanted more of G3D but didn’t know how to get closer to Him. It is for this reason that I was crying out to Him asking what He wanted me to do for Him. While I was in the middle of asking Him, He spoke: “Read Ezekiel chapter 33”. I opened my Bible to the scripture and began to read. The more I read the heavier the burden felt upon me. When I read verse thirty-three it was as if my hair stood straight up all over my body. Bewildered, I re-read the verse about 3 or 4 times because I was totally perplexed, not understanding what was this all about and what was I to do?

“Indeed, you are to them as a very lovely song of one who has a pleasant voice and can play well on an instrument; for they hear your words, but they do not do them. And when this comes to pass-surely it will come-then they will know that a prophet has been among them(Ezekiel 33:32-33 NKJV).

All I could see in my mind was me with a long beard, honey dripping down it, wearing a camel skin garment and locust legs hanging out of my mouth. Snapping out of these thoughts, I began to focus on a more modern version of what I might look like, and that picture did not give me any comfort either. I saw myself standing over an old wooden pulpit wearing an old moth-eaten sport coat speaking some dry word. None of the above appealed to me and I stayed on my course as a banker. I asked myself why would you want to be called a prophet anyway?

G3D is so gracious; even when we turn our backs on Him and go our own way, He continues to bless us along our rebellious path. The fact is He graced me with an anointing for making money for the bank and by the time I was 32 years old I was offered the position as the bank’s president and CEO of the bank’s holding company, which owned a total of four banks and an insurance company. It was unheard of for someone my age with no family connections to be placed in such an honorable position in the community. At least once a month my name and picture were in the newspaper, and a couple of times I was on the local television news announcing the success of another new business development or community project. Life was good; I was blessed with an expensive executive car furnished by the bank, a new home on acreage with a swimming pool, in partnership with lawyers and mega-millionaires, part owner in a twin engine Beechcraft King Air 360 aircraft, a hunting and ski lodge, and the list goes on.

Then one Sunday the preacher made a plea with the congregation. The church was in a financial bind, and he was asking for help. I did not give it much thought. Then a few days later as I was speeding back to the bank after staying away too long at a business luncheon. Coming up to a four-way stop sign I was forced to look toward our church sitting on the corner of the intersection. That is when G3D asked me, “Will you give My church $75,000?” Within myself I said, “Lord you know I don’t have it but if you show me the way I will sell whatever I have or do whatever you ask, and I will give the amount you’ve asked for.”

I had been working to put a shopping center on some land that was across the road from the bank but the elderly lady who owned the property had already turned me down, saying the property had been in the family for many years and she wasn’t going to sell it. Well, G3D put it in my heart to go to her home and ask her again. I really did not want to, for she was very emphatic about not selling the property. However, I had to obey. As soon as I knocked on her door, she invited me in and said she was waiting for me to come back. Then the lady proceeded to tell me that she didn’t know why but she wanted me to have the property, and I did not have to pay her the $100,000 up front but offered that I pay $6,000 and make an agreement that once I had the shopping center approved, I would pay her the balance.

Three weeks after the contract was signed the State Highway Department made an announcement that they were going to expand the lanes that fronted the property on both sides making it a major intersection in the city. Well, if you know anything about traffic counts and land appraisals, the value of the property I had just put under contract went from $100,000 to $300,000 in just three weeks. G3D had blessed me with more than enough to give His church $75,000.

About this time in my life, I had a lot of things going my way; however, I was young and thinking more of myself than I should have. As time went by, I got busy with all kinds of investments as the economy was taking a turn for the worse and everything was coming apart at the seams. My health also began to suffer. In August of 1986 I had to have back surgery. Just four months later I was back in the hospital with double pneumonia and the doctors thought I might have cancer in my kidneys. As they prepared to get x-rays of my kidneys, they injected a dye into my bloodstream that caused me to have a severe allergic reaction that was killing me. As I lay awake the doctors and nurses worked feverishly, doing their best to keep me alive. While all this was happening G3D told me, “You are not going to die,” so I was at peace even though the outcome looked dismal.

At this point you might be asking what happened. Everything was going so great and then everything started falling apart; why was G3D allowing all this to happen? You remember the $75,000 G3D asked me to give to His Church? Well, I got so busy with all the things of the world I had forgotten my commitment to Him. It must have all started going downhill as soon as my promise to Him slipped from my mind. I knew the anointing for creating wealth had been stripped from me and that He was sending me back into my first calling found in Ezekiel 33. This is what He said to me, “If you do not change your ways and give glory to My name, then I will send terrible punishment upon you, and instead of giving you blessings as I would like to, I will turn on you with curses. Indeed, I have already because you haven’t taken seriously the things that are most important to me.” (ref. Malachi 2:1,2)

This was in March 1987, eight years to the month when He had previously called me to be one of His prophets. I know your theology may not agree with what He said to me, but one thing I have learned is my experiences with Him will always speak louder than man’s theology. Like I have said many times before, I have learned more about G3D hearing His Word for myself and for others than all the preaching and teaching I could receive in a lifetime.

After I got out of the hospital I resigned from the bank, purchased a motor home with the idea that I could outrun the calling. You see I still did not want to be a prophet and I thought I could just get away and everything would change. I was living the life of Jonah, and I was about to experience being swallowed up into the belly of a whale of trouble. Everywhere I went, every friend I called on had turned away from me as if to throw me out of the boat. It was just a matter of time, and I would be counting the ribs inside that massive fish.

Being called of G3D and not surrendering to His call is not a very smart thing to do. I am sure you would NOT have taken the path I chose. If I knew then what I know now I would not have been so foolish. The truth is I regret not following the call of G3D when He first called me. 


Prophet Kent Simpson


Prophetic Ministries Today

The School of Prophetic Knowledge


15th Question: Lord, A Prophet, Really?

15th Question: ‘Lord, A Prophet, Really?’
Series #28 ‘Sharing His Knowledge in 2022’
Recorded: July 17, 2022


“…G3D has appointed these in the church: first apostles, second prophets, third teachers, after that miracles, then gifts of healings, helps, administrations, varieties of tongues” (1 Corinthians 12:28 NKJV).

Where does it say in the Bible that these ministries, apostles, prophets, and teachers and spiritual gifts were REMOVED from the church?

One of the most difficult things to deal with when you are called to the office of a prophet is the rejection you receive from your brothers and sisters in Christ. When you are branded by G3D with this gift and calling, you not only struggle to be as accurate as possible delivering His Word but also struggle with others standing around judging you. This makes it doubly tough. There will be those who listen to your words to find something that, in their doctrine or opinion, is not their belief so they can then tag you as a false prophet. It is difficult enough to be a Christian in a world that is rapidly turning into heathens without having your own kind wanting to stone you. However, things have loosened up a bit in a few churches, and there are a few people who are curious enough to secretly cross their denominational boundaries and ask for a word from one of the many prophetic people in the world today. When I started in 1989, I felt all alone and there were a few pastors and lay ministers who wanted me punished for even thinking I was called to the office of a prophet. I admit in the earlier times it did sound very self-serving to call yourself a prophet of G3D. And let us face it; those who were known to call themselves a prophet of G3D were people like David Koresh, the Wacko prophet from Waco, Texas or Jim Jones, the Kool-Aid prophet, whom both led their followers to their ultimate death. Back then you could not help but feel as though G3D was playing some sick joke, placing the mantle of a prophet around your neck only to have good Christian folks wanting to hang you with it. 

No wonder I became known as the Mail-Order Prophet; it was the safest way to do what G3D was calling me to do and still maintain some quality-of-life expectancy. It was brutal enough trying to break into the churches and ministerial alliances around the country during those earlier times. For the first 3 years I was in the ministry, not once was I received in a local church; although, G3D had me minister 6 days a week somewhere. We had a live Radio Program, and I prophesied live over radio as the lines were open for callers. People would set up meetings in their homes, bank buildings, hotel ballrooms and many other unorthodox places, like Cow Town Inn. I wondered how long it would be before I could minister in a church building.

However, being on Live Radio was far more exciting than standing behind some old pulpit delivering milk to the uneventful. At least that is what I thought it would be like when our Lord called me into the ministry while reading Ezekiel chapter 33. I remember one Saturday morning program a man called in telling me, “Get off the air until you can really hear G3D.” I replied, “Well, Bob how do you know that I am not hearing G3D?” Bob replied, “I just know you can’t hear G3D!” I asked him, “Is your name Bob?” He replied, “YES!” “How did I know your name was Bob. Did you tell me or anyone else in the studio?” Suddenly, Bob said, “No, how did you do that?” 

A couple of weeks later Bob came to the studio. He was wearing a plaid shirt. Which he put on backwards. I asked Bob, “Why do you wear your shirt backwards?” Bob replied, “It is a sign to the people to turn from their wicked ways.” Then Bob invited our ministry team to his home. We set up a date for this personal event and showed up within a few days. Bob’s wife was extremely sweet but embarrassed about her husband’s ways. As we sat in his home little Mike, our intercessor jumped up and ran away from the sliding glass door he was sitting next to. He was shaking, telling us he saw a ghostly person run up to the glass, look in, then run off. Bob said, “Oh do not mind him it’s just my brother. Y’all come out to the garage I want to show you something. Reluctantly, we followed Bob out to his garage where he picked up an axe and pointed toward a rafter. Then said, “this is where my brother hung himself.” Do I need to say, this was not your typical house call? 

“So, they were offended at Him. But Jesus said to them, “A prophet is not without honor except in his own country and in his own house” (Matthew 13:57 NKJV).

When I read this verse, I realized this is one of the promises of G3D. Few would want to claim this verse for themselves. However, if you are called of G3D to the office of a prophet, then it helps you understand why these things are happening to you. With this verse of scripture in mind, I began to ask G3D to send me outside of the area which He did. The first place G3D opened for me was Hawaii, and there I was received with open arms. The very first week I was on the Island of Oahu (population over 850,000); I was prophesying live over television. On the first day calls flooded the station, and the owners called the phone company to get a count of how many calls they missed in the 30 minutes I was on the air. There were eleven telephones in the television station, and all were answered, but according to the phone company we still missed 258 calls as the lines were all busy. I returned to Hawaii over 25 times. From there G3D sent me to Norway with the same overwhelming acceptance that I had in Hawaii the month before. Then on to Sweden, England, Thailand, Denmark, and many other countries all with open arms starving for their prophetic encounter. Believing G3D could speak through a simple broken vessel such as me. For the next 2 ½ years, I was out of the country for three weeks out of every month.

It just proves that the promises of G3D are real; however, you do not have the choice to pick one out the one you want and claim it for yourself. Because it might not be the one, He has for you. 


Prophet Kent Simpson


Prophetic Ministries Today

The School of Prophetic Knowledge


14th Question: Headed for Nacogdoches

14th Question: ‘Headed for Nacogdoches’
Series #28 ‘Sharing His Knowledge in 2022’
Recorded: July 10, 2022


In just a few days returning from Jacksboro we were getting everyone ready to head for Nacogdoches, Texas. A young couple who was attempting to start a church asked if we would come to their town and hold a prophetic gathering after hearing us on the radio.

We had a few new people join in the ministry; however, before they could minister with us, they would need to go through some training. A couple of nights each week we scheduled for the traveling ministers to join in for the teachings and activation. With about twenty strong in attendance the anointing began to grow with each meeting.

As we entered Nacogdoches, we began the search for the Senior Citizens Hall. It would be 3 more years before we were called on to minister in a traditional Church building. Meeting with the couple and their family we could see they had things set up for a large gathering. Tables and chairs are set up in the back of the Hall with plenty of makings for sandwiches and a full selection of beverages.

People began to show up looking at us as if we were strange are weird in some way. Breaking the ice a few of us went over to introduce ourselves to help them feel comfortable around us. With a few laughs they accepted us.

After a few songs it was time for me to start preparing the folks with Scripture and verse. It was important to reveal to the people that G3D is still speaking, and He is speaking to all of us. In a way it is like evangelizing the people by renewing their souls with a new revelation.

While I am bringing the message, I start seeing different things in certain people. For example, there were 3 men sitting on the front row on my right side. It was becoming obvious they did not want to be there. Then the Spirit said, “their wives are sitting right behind them.” Then I understood they were forced to come. With their arms crossed and legs stretched out, looking as if I were someone they wanted to hurt. One of them is peering over the top of his glass that slid down his nose.

Before I had our team come up to the front, I needed to exhibit what I was teaching was fact. I needed to prove I could hear G3D reveal something about someone that all would believe. So, the Spirit had me to call up a woman who I found out later was 81 years old. Andrea went over to help her get up and steady her with her walking cane. As Andrea prayed for her, I stood back as G3D began to tell me, “Ask her who James is.” Soon as Andrea stopped praying, I walked up to the lady and asked her, “who is James?” Frustrated as if I should know she replied, “he’s, my husband.” Then G3D said, “Ask her who is James Kay?” When I asked her, she gruffly replied, “HES MY HUSBAND.” Not knowing if he was in the building or not G3D said, “Tell her he is with ME!” My eye was drawn to her left hand, and I saw a huge diamond wedding ring causing doubt to creep into my thoughts. But G3D had already accurately given me her husband’s name. So, I laughed at the devil and said, “G3D says he is with HIM!” Everyone in the place knew James Kay, a prosperous oil man in those parts. The lady broke out crying with joy saying, “now I can go to heaven and be with my husband.”

It was obvious that James Kay was not someone the people or even his wife believed lived a life that would allow him to enter G3D’s heavenly kingdom. To see the 3 ruffians on the front row setup straight and on the edge of their chairs gave me pause.

It was now time to bring up the ministry team as our host handed out blank cassette tapes for everyone. Now the people had been primed and ready to come up front to receive their prophecy. As they were lining up, I took the tape from the first person and recorded their prophecy. Then they took their tape down to each one of the ministers standing with me. Each minister had their own unique way of ministering. During this event I recall Adrian who ministered in visions ran into a problem. He was ministering to this young girl, and he was stuck not able to interpret the vision. The girl was confused and was not going down the line until someone could tell her what the vision was saying about her. I asked Adrian, “what did you see in the vision?” He said, “I saw this little white fluffy rabbit happily hopping around in the green grass. Suddenly, a wolf jumped on the little rabbit and tore it to pieces.” Well, it was understandable why the young girl was concerned. In a split second G3D told me what the vision meant. He said, “the little rabbit represents the baby she had aborted. Tell her she is forgiven, and her baby is waiting for her in heaven.” She broke down crying because G3D revealed to her He knew what she had done in secret. She was also relieved to know she was forgiven and will meet her baby one day.

As we continued to minister under the heavy presence of G3D’s anointing I asked our Lord, “where is this power coming from?” He immediately turned my attention to the very back of the room. What I saw was Adrian’s girlfriend alone walking back and forth with her arms up and eyes closed praying for all of us who were ministering. G3D graciously humble me by saying, “there is where all the power is coming from.” Over the years ministering offline there were always picnic style meals for the people to eat at the end of each event. In Nacogdoches it was not any different. With every event there were always a few curious people who had questions. So, when I finally got around to filling my plate and sat down, people would start to gather around to ask questions.

Do you remember the 3 ruffians on the front row? Well, they were the first group to rush over and sit right across from where I sat down to eat. To this day I still have not been able to finish what was on my plate during any of the events where I ministered. I found it interesting how these 3 grown men during the preaching could be so obnoxious and disrespectful but after they witness the power of G3D became humble gentlemen. Their questions went right to my heart. They wanted to know how they could hear the voice of G3D. Nothing excites me more than to see grown men hunger to walk and talk with Jesus. Even though I have walked away from multiple plates of food the time I have spent feeding new believers has been most filling.

Jesus said, “Man shall not live by bread alone, but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God” (Matthew 4:4 NKJV).

Every event has a scheduled time to end, and Nacogdoches was no different. However, there was one difference that stands out in my memory. When we all returned to the motel the anointing was still strong on all of us. With every event it was always the same. No one could sleep until the anointing lifted. As soon as it did your body would crash and would go into a deep sleep. Andrea and I were under the covers waiting to fall asleep when someone came knocking on our door. I rapped myself in a blank and went to door. When I opened the door there stood all the ministers who traveled with us. They too found it impossible to sleep and wanted to talk about the event.

I can see it as if it were yesterday. Lying in bed with everyone sitting on the floor. They surrounded the edge of the bed, and their faces were glowing as we all hungered for more time with our Lord. We talked for hours about all G3D revealed and learned there was more He had planned for us. It was the best of times, and it was just the beginning.


Prophet Kent Simpson


Prophetic Ministries Today

The School of Prophetic Knowledge


13th Question: Busting Out of this Place Taking His Grace

13th Question: ‘Busting Out of this Place; Taking His Grace’
Series #28 ‘Sharing His Knowledge in 2022’
Recorded: July 03, 2022


After just a few weeks our Prophetic Ministries Today radio program began gaining listeners. Wes Arnold would pray for me as I prophesied live over the airwaves. Andrea was busy answering phone calls from those who wanted to receive a Prophetic Word. During one of our Saturday morning programs, G3D told me to tell the people that we were busting out of this place, taking His Grace.

Calls from all over began to flood the radio station, people asking us to come to their city. Soon after, we began to hold meetings in our home to train a group of people who had recently discovered they had the Gift of Prophecy. Before long, we were scheduling meetings, setting up locations, dates and times. We were ready to make our first weekend road trip. 

To ensure that we had G3D’s Favor we drove Mike, a little man of G3D with a powerful gift of intercession, to Jacksboro, Texas a few days before the meeting so that he could beseech our Father to send his angels and prepare the city for our first prophetic meeting.

The day had finally come for us to take our ministry on the road. As we all gathered to leave, we made a circle holding hands and began to pray for Jesus’ anointing. There were about fourteen people ministering, including a blind woman whom I did not know. Regardless, she came along to pray for us as we all prophesied. His anointing fell upon us as we began to pray in the Spirit. Some who were praying went out under the power, others went to their knees. It was a powerful beginning to what would be an astounding outpouring of the Spirit of G3D.

As we prayed, the Holy Spirit told me to spit in the blind woman’s eyes and He would heal them. I thought about it and wondered how I was going to do this. I met the lady just a few minutes before. I took too long to make up my mind, and the opportunity passed. When the meeting ended, I took the woman by the arm, as she tapped her red and white striped cane. We carefully walked down the steps toward the cars.  

When I knew that she had mastered the rhythm of the steps, I told her what the Holy Spirit told me during the prayer. She stopped and shouted “he told you that and you didn’t spit in my face? What is wrong with you?” She started swinging her cane at me; she even hit me a few times. I apologized, and she made it very clear the next time I should not wait, but do exactly what HE says, no matter what it is.

We traveled to the little town of Jacksboro, Texas, in separate cars I might add. After picking up Mike at the road side motor inn, we rolled up to a nearby bank where we were holding the meeting. The Hamro family, our contact in Jacksboro had graciously made all the arrangements for us. They met us at the door and introduced us to all who showed up. A local Texas Christian artist and acquaintance of ours, Johnny Dane, led praise and worship for the congregation as the service began.  

I brought the message after Johnny so wonderfully ushered in the Holy Spirit. Then our ministry team lined up in front of the congregation, as Hamro’s team took a couple of baskets full of blank audio cassette tapes and handed them out to everyone. The people began to form a line in front of me; each one would hand me their blank tape and I would load it into my recorder and begin telling them whatever the Lord was saying. After I prophesied to the person, they would take their tape down the row for each one on our ministers to record His Word.

Three hours went by; almost half the people had gone, and we had started packing up. It was one o’clock in the morning, when, suddenly, the bank doors opened and about forty people were led in by a few of the younger people who had earlier received their prophecies. I saw the young folks leave, but I had no idea they were coming back, much less with so many people in tow. Later we found out they drove all over town finding friends and family, telling them about the meeting. We got back in a line, handed out the rest of the tapes, and began prophesying to each and every one; we even had to double up on a few of the tapes, as we had run out.

Even though it was late, we made sure that everyone who showed up received a word. Exhausted, we packed up and started the trip back home. As we drove back through the hills of Northwest Texas, a huge lightning storm entertained us. We were all in complete awe of the power of the Lord, and we celebrated His rock’en awesome introduction of His Prophetic Word for the people in Jacksboro.

The next day the prophetic team came to the house to discuss all G3D had done and what we had learned. During most of the meeting we worshiped Him and began praising Him with thanksgiving on our hearts. After many tears of joy were shed, we sat down and made plans for our next road trip to Southeast Texas, to a town called Nacogdoches, reported to be the oldest town in Texas founded by the Spaniards in 1716.

“For there is nothing hidden which will not be revealed, nor has anything been kept secret but that it should come to light. If anyone has ears to hear, let him hear.” Then He said to them, “Take heed what you hear. With the same measure you use, it will be measured to you; and to you who hear, more will be given. For whoever has, to him more will be given; but whoever does not have, even what he has will be taken away from him” (Mark 4:22-25 NKJV).


RE: Prophetic Gathering 

It is difficult to put into words how this weekend’s meeting has touched & affected me personally. I needed time for things to settle down before I could process the information, the prophetic interactions and words that were released this weekend. Prior to attending the meeting God spoke to me and told me to attend the next meeting in Jan also. I thought that was a little odd, but after meeting you, your family and fellow ministers I am so grateful that He placed such value on your ministry to give me the heads-up on the next meeting before I met any of you.

The words you spoke to me touched on areas of my life that only God knows are a concern to me. He showed you the hidden things that are taking place in my life and those things on my heart and gave assurance of His help and changes to come.

What you are doing with the ministers in this group is truly amazing, you see the need to release people into who and what God has called them to do and giving them a place, space and resources to accomplish all that God would desire in their lives. The prophetic elders you commissioned this weekend are a gift from God to all of us, and I am so grateful for their service, calling, anointing, and confirmation.  

I have not said all that I could concerning the impact of this gathering on my life; but know this, my walk with God and people will never be the same.

Skip Soyar


Prophet Kent Simpson


Prophetic Ministries Today

The School of Prophetic Knowledge