Hope City’s impact on the KC inner-city is getting ready to explode.  2010 will bring God’s power to the streets in the fullness of  His LOVE!

Hope City is a prayer and justice organization addressing inner-city dilemmas such as: Homelessness and hunger; the ravages of drug and alcohol addictions; prostitution; as well as other areas of social and spiritual oppression.  We are committed to the reconciliation and restoration of individuals and families into core moral values, vision and the fullness of God’s design for each life affected.

You can help me to keep my focus on this ministry by becoming a Financial Partner with a one time gift or a monthly commitment.  For more information  Click here.

Becky and Jerry...IN ACTION!!!

The LORD wrapped up Becky and I like “two peas in a pod” to share our testimony and the message planted in our hearts, “Contend ing For The Fullness of God In Our Lives”.   Side by side, we ministered in the LORD by the power of unity, through the Holy Spirit, as “two became one” in Him.  God gave us favour over the skies as we rarely saw inclement weather behind the steering wheel of our 5,000 mile road trip which allowed us to minister to over a hundred people from the wells of anointing of the International House of Prayer in Kansas City.

Prayer and Prophetic Gathering

We want to thank those who prayed, prophesied, and invested in our time of ministry, then sent us on our way to Aaron (my son) and Ashley’s (our new daughter-in-law) wedding.  I was honored to officiate the blessed occasion!!!

Colorado Springs, Colorado

Our first stop was in Colorado Springs, Colorado on November 1st.  We were treated like royalty by the Danyow’s with a delicious dinner and a jammy bed.  We had an opportunity to get caught up on years gone by and on our vision for our road trip. It is good to know that our brother and sister in Christ are being salt and light to those their lives touch.

Las Vegas, Nevada

When we arrived in Las Vegas, Nevada we were hosted by a dear friend, Elsa Cascos.  Our brief visit gave us an occasion to reunite with our friends from Word of Grace (The Turner’s, Jerry Rimmer, Stevo, Kitty Sprout) on Tuesday night and to meet Pastor Ruben and his wife Lilliana. We swapped stories from over a decade of being disconnected with our friends and then blessed our loved ones with prophetic words and prayers.  What an incredible night of body building and fellowship!  Hopefully we will get some pictures to share from this evening.

Mi Casa Su Casa...Becky and Elsa in her home

On Wednesday, November 4th, 2009 (the day the “awakening” broke out with the IHOU students at chapel) Becky and I shared for the first time together, literally, like a tag team at Comunidad Cristiana De Las Vegas.  Pastor Ruben graciously allowed us to minister to the congregation after he lead an IHOP style worship which left us tenderized before the LORD.  After sharing our message we ministered to approximately a dozen couples though our testimony on reconciliation and then began prophetic ministry with anyone who wanted to receive.  Becky and I were actually watching the LORD do His work through our almost blind faith.  We were astonished to observe the tears and joy expressed while we stepped out in obedience.  After working with the couples we prophesied over individuals and then the Youth Group as a whole.   Pastor Ruben, who reminded us how well he knew his congregation, gave us some great feedback on the sweetness of God’s words to the brothers and sisters of Comunidad Cristiana and testimonies of healing, deliverance and encouragement for many.  We were there until 11:30 pm.

Earlier that day (November 4th), Rick and Debbie Newman (close friends and ministry companions from Sonrise Christian Fellowship:1992), treated us to a fabulous lunch and a heartfelt time of reunion, full of fond memories.  Then it was off to dinner with my brother Casey and his wife Barbie.  They shared with us pictures and stories from their vacation to Ireland….with no blarney…for sure.

We shared a glorious lunch with Pastor Ruben the next day (recapping the previous evening’s ministry time), before we visited my ailing step-father, Paul, and drove to Yucca Valley, California.

Yucca Valley, California

g-g-boys Kayden & Skyler

G-G-PA & Skyler!!

We stayed with our daughter Christy and her husband Austin in their RV while intermittently bouncing our two GGBOYS (Great Grandsons) on our knees, smiling with glee at their expressions of wonder.  Of course this means we were able to see some of our other grandchildren, Ashley,  Nicole, Torrie, Joshua and Kevin on leave from the Marines.

Desert Hot Springs, California

Friday evening we joined our prayers with Bo and Stephanie Handran in a home fellowship group that meets at Don and Jean Snook’s home in Desert Hot Springs, California.  After we prayed and worshiped, Becky and I were blessed again to share the message on our hearts and prophesy over those in attendance.  It was another late night filled with the fullness of the LORD for all!

Twentynine Palms, California

Saturday, we drove out to Twentynine Palms to have lunch with the Perez Family.  What a joyful time of communion in the LORD.  Patrick and Roxanne had exciting news about a move they may be making and we were blessed to hear a worship song their son Kellen wrote that was inspired by a poem from our website (www.jerrypquinn.org)  We left the Perez family with encouraging words both to and from them.

Later than evening Tony and Betty Salto dropped by to fellowship with us at our daughter Christy’s house in Yucca Valley.  We caught up on what is happening in the LORD with the Spanish Congregation, Centro Cristiano Para La Familia.  Pastor Tony really has a burden to see an Acts Chapter 2 assembly with those God has given him to minister to as well as teaching them to be prepared for return of the Lord!

Morongo Valley, California

We attended a worship service at The Church of the Lighted Cross in Morongo Valley by invitation from Bo Handran and then Don Snook asked us to come to the 6pm gathering.  The Snook’s were among others who expressed an interest in coming to Onething09 in December.  It was another great evening “Contending for the fullness of God” as we met Pastor Bob Firl and his wife Sandy who asked if we could come back and spend two or three months to bring fire and light to the Morongo Basin. Please pray for open doors if this is God’s will.

Turlock-Elk Grove, California

We left the next morning for Turlock, California and then up to Elk Grove to visit briefly with Becky’s family.

Portland, Oregon

The next day, Tuesday, we rolled into Portland, Oregon.  For the next several days we were caught up in a whirlwind of wedding preparations which included family time with my brother Casey, his son (my nephew, Ryan) and my sister Kelly. There is also a story about an alleged “vehicle theft” turned “that which was lost, was found” tucked in here but you will have to petition me for more info on this event.  Then on Saturday, November 14th, 2009 at about 3:30pm I presented for the first time

Aaron  &  Ashley

Quinn

joined as one before God and man!

VISION

HOPE CITY OUTREACH...Food, Worship & the Word

Our heart is to work with “Hope City” an inner-city outreach to prostitutes, the homeless, the addicted and the abused in Kansas City.  I will be serving at a men’s home in the mornings which will include daily prayer meetings and ministry.

PRAYER REQUESTS

Provision to move into a house before Christmas

Provision to move what we have in storage from California to Kansas City

Provision for a vehicle

FINANCIAL PARTNERS

Both Becky and I will be seeking staff positions until our financial partnership base reaches enough to maintain our monthly budget of $2500.  A monthly commitment to our ministry allows us to establish and maintain a budget as well as frees us to exercise our gifts to bring healing and deliverance to many.  For more information on how to become a financial partner you can go to our website OneCloud Ministries: www.jerrypquinn.org/financial-support-information.

YOUR PRAYER REQUESTS

A large part of our calling is prayer so email us and let us know what to pray: jer4jesus1@gmail.com

Serving By His Grace For His Glory In His Love

Jerry & Becky Quinn

“Lighter’s of Burning and Shining Lamps Until He Returns!”

“And they overcame him (the devil) by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.”

This past week we focused on forgiveness and healing of our “inner man”.

As I reflected on what transpired during our meetings I realized that “the word of their testimony” not only gives those who shared with us power to live transformed lives but it transmitted to us, from the Father of Glory both the spirit of wisdom and revelation.  It is by this POWER OF TESTIMONY that we overcome the devil.  We remind Satan that Christ has been given “All authority on heaven and on earth” (Did you hear that…ALL AUTHORITY even on this earth!) and through the work of the Cross we are forgiven and given the “power to forgive others”.  When we share “the word of our testimony” it is like “crushing the head of Satan beneath our feet”!  I want to invite you to read these brief summaries of those who shared and consider listening to their testimonies.  Then pray and ask the LORD what He would have you to do and who you should forgive.  Find someone to share and pray with you. Then receive your healing from the LORD!

THE POWER OF THE TESTIMONY OF FORGIVENESS – Peter Loth

On Tuesday we heard the testimony of Peter Loth who was born in the Stutthof, Poland Concentration camp of the Nazi’s.  Peter looked healthy and not like a man that had been drug through hell here on earth.  Being a Holocaust Survivor was just a small part of his journey of being hated.  Hated because he was a Jew, hated for being German, hated for having a black stepfather…the list went on.  The horrendous acts against him from infancy through adulthood would fill anyone with the deepest roots of bitterness, anger and hatred.  The torture he has endured is beyond your imagination and yet the the LORD met him where he was at and brought him a river of healing through forgiveness that flows out to others in his testimony.   At the end of his testimony he offered prayer for those who wanted to forgive others for things that had been done to them.   Just to hug this man was to hug a history of hatred yet the power of the  forgiveness that only Christ can give. To hear his story was to hear the power of  the Testimony of forgiveness!

THE MOTHER AND FATHER WOUND – Tom and Donna Cole of PURE HEART

Are you ready for this?  There is only one perfect parent – GOD!  No matter how great, awesome or holy your parents may have been, because of our sin natures each of us have felt their deficiencies  in our upbringing.  Some of you may have come from very dysfunctional homes.  When you hear the power of the testimonies of Tom and Donna and how the LORD came to them and healed their wounds you are sure to be touched in some area of your past.  Both Tom and Donna found themselves buried beneath the false identity of homosexuality.  Their testimony is compelling.  You can listen in on how the LORD came to them and healed them through forgiveness,  wisdom and revelation.   Here is my personal testimony on how the LORD met me on Thursday and revealed to me the affects of a vow I made under my breath thirty eight years ago!

I asked the LORD to show me if I had any so called “father wounds”. As I opened up my heart to the Holy Spirit I reflected on the early death of my father when I was only 20 years old.

 I was in the Army at the time serving my country in the Viet Nam war.  While overseeing a platoon which had the night watch at the MACV Headquarters Communications Center on Ton Son Nhut Air Base, in Saigon, I was summoned  off shift to receive a Red Cross  call.  Because my mother had attempted suicide just before I left the U.S. for my tour of duty I just knew for sure that she had finally killed herself .  I was “cold-hearted” almost hoping it was her.

When I picked up the phone the woman on the other end verified that she was speaking to me and then asked me to sit down because she had some difficult information to give me.  I actually refused to sit down at first and told her that if my mother had killed herself I would be fine.  She insisted again, that I sit down, so I did.  I felt the weight of something ominous. “Sargent Quinn your father passed away from heart failure…” my heart was stunned and sank into sorrow as she finished telling me about my fathers death. He was barely forty years old.

My last words with my father were filled will contention and strife.

Numb, I listen to the Red Cross representative give me instructions on leaving Viet Nam to attend my father’s funeral.  I would soon be flying back across the International Date Line into a whir of  emotions.

The whir was overwhelming and deeply internal.  I began to reflect on the fact that my father and I had swapped unpleasant, almost hateful,  words the last time we talked.  As I sat in the webbed seat of a US Air Force cargo plane headed to the US, the pain of this sudden event felt like a puncture wound in my heart. I couldn’t believe God would take my dad at such a young age both for him and for me.

Once I was back in the US and interacting with my relatives my internal voice said, “I am Jerry Patrick Quinn, JR.” and so with each encounter with my relatives they would say my name and break into a smile with tears as they realized they were speaking my father’s name when they greeted me.  I was in uniform as a war veteran.  I was the oldest child.  I had to be strong now for the family.

I was given a personal viewing with my dad.  I placed a poem I had written to him in the casket and asked God why He had taken my father from me.

At the graveside when my father was lowered for burial I made a confession “My Father is dead, buried and gone out of my life.  He is in the grave and cannot help me.  I must do this alone.”  These were the words the Holy Spirit revealed to me that have tainted my view of my Heavenly Father.  The wound of abandonment from both my earthly and heavenly Father.  I began to weep and travail for the loss of my earthly father and for the realization that I had buried God the Father with an under my breath vow, “He is in the grave and cannot help me. I must do this alone.”  Feeling distance from the Father and the reality of His involvement in my life has filled the same “under my breath” thoughts all these years.  I am seeking healing in this area and asking the LORD to show when and where I have done this in our relationship.  The LORD has assured me that He is not buried and has not abandoned me.

When our session was done I felt relief that this “wound” had been opened and disinfected by an immersion in comfort from the Holy Spirit and the Love of My Heavenly Father.