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We have finished the revival in Sand River. Day 3 – February 13 I spoke on what is the Living in the Presence of the Kingdom of God. Jesus said, “the Kingdom of God is in the midst of you.” The Kingdom of God is God’s sovereign reign and rule over all creation. It is […]

Day 2 – February 12 Last night was day 2 of the Sand River revival. I have to say that the first day felt like there was something “off.” At first, I thought it was just the rain but as I prayed about it, it was clear that there was a resistance in the spirit.

Day 1 – February 11 We have just celebrated the first night of our second revival at Sand River South Africa. I first visited Sand River in 2002 with a tent outreach and we had a powerful time in the Lord. For this series of meetings we intended to use a larger venue in Sand

We have just completed the first revival at Mthimba Sports Field. As word of what was happening spread, the attendance grew to nearly 400 people. More importantly, many souls came to Christ for the first time and many were healed. Below is a summary of days 3 and 4 along with Sunday’s service in Salubinza.

Sarah and I have just begun a month-long mission trip in the Mpumalanga province of South Africa. This is a homecoming in many ways as this is the first place I ministered in Africa 25 years ago. We have just started the first of our revival events and are looking forward to a powerful outpouring

I read a lot from young ministers about God calling them up, talking about more prominent ministries, more people, bigger churches and so on. Let me just share with you, I have had the privilege to be in ministry for nearly 40 years. I have preached in living rooms and garages, open fields and stadiums,

I had an interesting conversation with my 9-year-old grandson. Matthew is an intelligent young man and has some great insights so it’s always a pleasure to spend time with him. This time we were talking about the need to go to church. He suggested that he could learn everything he needed by reading the Bible.

My grandfather, George Chester Cason, grew up in the cotton country of south Georgia. A strong-headed man, he never finished school, and left Blackshear at an early age to find his own way. He found work as a crewman, a cook on the Eva, a yacht owned by Arthur Atwater Kent (yes, I am named

It was a particularly difficult year when my middle son and I were working together in Africa. The ministry was phenomenal, but personally we were being beaten into the ground. The finances were tight, but they were always tight. We’ve never had more than 12% of our work funded by outside contributors, but this time

I don’t recall who initiated the idea, but a number of churches in our community decided to band together and hold a city-wide outreach. It was the biggest thing any of us had ever done up to that time. We rented the band shell in a downtown park. We brought in an outside evangelist with