Reflections on the Brownsville "revival" in Pensacola..

In the summer of 1996, Charisma magazine published an extensive

article on the "revival" taking place at the Brownsville Assembly of

God in Pensacola, Florida. Great care was given to describe this

"revival" as being quite different from the Toronto Blessing.

Throughout the article, it was claimed that this was in fact an

authentic revival with repentance and salvations occurring nightly..

in the tradition of the great revivals of the past.

I felt an urge by the Holy Spirit to make a detour on my family

vacation and visit the Brownsville Assembly of God.  So with great

anticipation and expectation I arrived in Pensacola late on a Friday

evening in August.  The next day we drove out to the barrier islands

that lie off the coast of Pensacola and witnessed the devastation of

two recent hurricanes that had come inland at Pensacola (a rare

phenomenon for two hurricanes to enter at the same point in such a

short span of time).

I felt the timing of these powerful storms and the "revival" taking

place were not coincidental and that the Lord was speaking to me

through things I was witnessing in the natural but I had no idea yet

as to the interpretation of these events.  We also visited an old

military fort, Fort Pickens.  As I toured the fort, the guide

informed us that Ft. Pickens was the only fort that remained loyal to

the Union during the American Civil War, the other three forts that

guarded the harbor at Pensacola were taken over by the rebel

confederacy forces that fought against Ft. Pickens.  Miraculously,

though surrounded and outnumbered and cutoff from the mainland,

Pickens never fell. It was supplied from the sea.

With these images in my heart, I was still unsuspecting as to what

waited for me at the Brownsville Assembly of God.  I got to the

meeting early, excited at the prospect of perhaps seeing a true

revival, something I know every believer of Jesus Christ longs to see

in the church.  It is so desperately needed. As I talked with those

waiting, everyone encouraged us that our long trip would not be in

vain, that we would be greatly blessed.  I purchased some booklets in

the lobby excited to learn more about what God was doing.

Finally, the meeting began with worship.  My excitement and

enthusiasm quickly vanished.  Something seemed very wrong to me.  I

thought maybe I was expecting too much.  The worship was very typical

of the modern contemporary worship that I had been accustomed to,

most of the songs familiar, but something didn't seem right in the

Spirit..  Then the manifestations began.  Young girls walking around

gesturing as though they were mentally ill.  One of the worship

leaders, a female, collapsed on the floor during the worship where

she remained for a long time.  I kept telling myself.. keep an open

mind. I kept asking God.. is this you.. if this is you, give me a

peace in my spirit.  It never came.  As the speakers began to share,

I became increasing disturbed.  They spoke of the mystical appearance

of the river on that fateful Sunday in June of 1995 and how its power

swept into the building and changed everything.  They went on and on

about manifestations, particularly about bizarre behaviors in which

they believed they were birthing things through intercession.  The

pastor's wife spoke and the entire time she was on the platform she

jerked uncontrollably as she told stories of phenomenon.  Finally, I

could stand it no longer.  I looked at my family and said let's get

out of here.  They were quick to agree. I left the materials that I

had purchased on the church parking lot.  I didn't even want to take

them in my car.

At first, I was devastated.  I was so disappointed.. so confused.

Why would God send me to witness such a spectacle.  I thought surely

I missed God, either in the decision to come.. or the decision to get

up and leave.  As I wept before the Lord, sought His face over the

next few days, I realized why he had sent me.  The hurricanes were a

warning.  Mighty storms are devastating the church.. the storm

generating from Pensacola, Florida will be twice as devastating and

will come in two phases.. like the two hurricanes.  Pensacola has

allready been the sight of great religious deception with the murder

of an abortion doctor.  What is being heralded as good is bringing

untold destruction.  I also realized that we are about to enter a

period of "civil war" in the church, a battle between the true church

of true faith which will be like Fort Pickens and the deceived church

in rebellion and a counterfeit spirit like the three forts which were

taken over by enemy forces.  Those who know the truth, who are loyal

to the kingdom, will be under great assault but as we look to God,

look to the sea of His faithfulness, we too will be supplied and we

will be able to stand and be victorious in the end.

The deceptive power of the enemy is awesome and adaptive.  The folks

promoting Pensacola are cleverly answering the objections that have

been made to the Toronto Blessing.  They are now packaging this

revival as authentic, patterned after the revivals of John Wesley's

day.  This is deception and I believe with all my heart that the

spirit operating at Pensacola is a religious spirit, a counterfeit


They talked about the river, they talked about manifestations of

power... the Spirit of God inside me did not bear witness that this

"revival" was of Him.

As I have thought about this emphasis on the river, I was reminded by

the Lord that another culture worshipped a river.. it was the

Egyptians.  I admit this river theology that is developing frightens

me.  It makes the river the source, it makes the river the focus of

faith.  Let me give you an example from Naman the Syrian general.

Advised by the prophet to dip in the river seven times to be cured of

leprosy, he obeyed and was healed but he went back to the prophet to

give glory to God.  He knew the source of the healing wasn't the

river.  The error I see in this emphasis on manifestations is this:

Our journey is no longer toward the prize of the high calling, we

must simply get to the river.  Christianity is no longer taking up

the cross and following Jesus, it is a resort experience by the

"river."  I am also reminded of Lot's decision to migrate to the

valley by the river and the wealth of Sodom and Gomorrah while

Abraham remained apart from the world on the mountain at Hebron.

Not only has Charisma magazine been promoting the Pensacola revival,

but other charismatic ministries are joining the bandwagon.  I have

been receiving Hosanna Worship/Integrity Music tapes and CD's for

many years now.  I recently returned one for the first time.  It was

the worship music from the so-called "revival" at the Brownsville

Assembly of God.  I want to encourage everyone who has seen the

deception of Toronto not to be fooled by Brownsville.  I believe it

is the same deception with a slightly different packaging.    But it

is being touted by Charisma, by Integrity Music and others as the

real thing.

Let me be clear.  I am just a little lamb.  I have no credentials.  I

have no training.  I am just a seeker after Jesus Christ that tasted

the "revival" at Brownsville Assembly of God in Pensacola.. and even

though I have never tasted a true revival, I know in my heart, and by

the Spirit of God, that this is not revival.  May we humble ourselves,

pray, turn from our wicked ways and seek His face, then we will

experience true revival..



FROM:  "C.W."  (via  Jim Wies' distribution List).

[NOTE:  The following email, by a woman whom we know to be deeply

involved at Pensacola (- a member of their prayer ministry team),

was publicly transmitted to us via Jim Wies' PRO-PENSACOLA List. We

publish it in it's entirety]:


Hope these latest reports from Brownsville thrill you as much as they do



Jim Wies


From:  C.W. [- author known to us and confirmed].

Written to a friend about the Gott's visit to Brownsville

Dear Cathleen,

You asked me what's up....

so....... here goes!

The Gott's (Ken and Lois) from Sunderland England are here..for conference

at Brownsville.  (Mrs. Kilpatrick just got home from their church also...)

Well... they seem to have an impartation for intercession and going a bit

deeper in the river...!!!

They prayed for the prayer team last night for about 45 min. before

church. It was such a strong anointing. The room was full of everyone of

us behaving as if electricity was charging thru us in huge waves. Uncon-

trollable yells were coming out of us... As a matter of fact... Ouch..

they are hitting me as I try to describe it. My head keeps getting

swallowed up by my shoulders in huge jerks as "OHHHH!" comes out of my

mouth as as if my voice and body are synchonized. Last night...my head

seemed to get so much lower than my shoulders that at one point, my head

was in my blouse..ha ha ha ha ha.. I am starting to laugh now........................

whoa............... Oops...there I go again!

Some time between 6:15 and 7:00 my earrings broke off... Who knows how

or when???? Maybe My shoulders did it!!!

It all started early on Friday..yesterday.. when Lila, our head inter-

cessor lead us in some worship. The Glory fell and we knew that this day

was going to be a great finish to the conference. In the afternoon, Mrs.

Kilpatrick talked to the conference attendees and mainly spoke to the

wives of ministers and how God wants to set them free from the pain and

cares they have been under. We had a time of praying for them and the

presence of God was tremendous. Intercession was taking place for them...

and the Glory was there.

By the time the Gott's came to pray for us at 6:15...we had been soaked

in the anointing and were ready to be re-filled.

Its funny that God would send us "More" when we were getting to the point

of saying THERES MORE but sometimes deep inside I was wondering if we

really had gotten all we were going to get and now our mission was to

give out what we had received. We have grown accustomed to feeling the

presence of God at the level we are around  on a regular basis. We don't

take Him for granted but we get to the point sometimes where we can

"handle" it easier. Well, after those prayers last night, we were mani-

festing like we did in the beginning..only louder. Trying to walk was

harder. Going in a straight line and completely upright was nearly

impossible for the the whole night. Staying silent was also nearly im-

possible. The OH's came without thought or fore-knowledge that it was

about to come.

I was assigned to pray in the Chapel last night. I was excited to pray

after all I had received this week...

The people were very hungry to be touched by God. My partner, Darlene,

had been powerfully touched in the prayer room too so we FELT the

presence of God swirling around us as we prayed. Most people were visibly

shaken by the Holy Spirit... we think.... Both of us seemd to be in a

woozy spititual condition and I know my eyes had a hard time focusing. :-)

Darlene did fall over one time with the person she was praying for..and I

nearly did. The Spirit seemd to rush right through the person being

prayed for and hit the catcher too. My knees kept giving out and I'd end

up in a sqautting postion going "OHHHHHHHHH!"

Elmer came to the chapel to clear us out around midnight but we went to

the main building where it was still packed. Many teams were still pray-

ing so I decided to get prayed for again. I got Pastor Shumway from

another AOG to pray for me. As he turned toward me..I started deep bowing

until he touched my head and then I went electric until I crashed to the

floor. My head was trying to hide in my blouse again.. ha ha ha ha .. my

pockets emptied.. my tags and certs were everywhere. I could see them but

I couldn't get them. Some people around me tied to help me up but it was

no use...My legs would not hold me up. I don't know how long I was down

but when the lights started going out (Sweet Elmer strikes again!) I made

myself get up and wobbled in a bent over postion all the way to the car.

I did the OHHH's all the way. No one pays any attention to people like

me anymore..its a common sight here but for a prayer team member..who can

manage  alot of anointing, its a bit unusual to be so overcome. I had to

set my cruise control on the car to 35mph or else I would find myself

slowing down to 20 mph as I boxed the air in intercession all the way


I had spent 15 hours at church yesterday...and was never tired like you

might think. AT one point after lunch, I thought.. I need a nap.... but

then I heard that we would be praying for people at 3:00 and that

excitement woke me up as the expectancy of seeing God move over these

ladies! I dreamed of  being at church while I slept. Jerks woke me up

several times. It was very nice. When I got to the lab this morning and

picked up some photos of the Gott's praying for some others the day

before... I start the bowing and had to stop looking at them in public!!!

Instead of the loud OHH"S.. I had some more quiet EWE"S.. ha ha ha ha...

that poor Lab....they know me by now!!!

I will write about the Banner service and Golden Altar service later..but

since you asked what was UP... I just had to tell you while this is so



REPORT DATE:  19 FEB 1997.


A group from our church, including our pastor, visited the Brownsville

Assembly of God. We had heard about all the lost souls that were

supposedly getting saved, and how wonderfully God was supposedly moving.

We genuinely thought this was going to be a really great move of God...

As I sat there in the balcony, I couldn't help noticing all the weird,

strange things people around me were doing. I thought "there surely are

a lot people here with nervous tics, and Parkinson's disease." I truly

thought that was what was the matter with them. But, I felt so uneasy,

like something wasn't right, yet I couldn't figure out what it was. Well

some of these people whom I thought had a nervous tic began to get worse

as the service progressed, and some began to laugh and scream - a blood

curdling scream. It was at this point of the service that I decided that

all these people were demon opressed, and didn't have nervous tics at

all. It was quite a disturbing thought as there were so many of them,

and I thought I've never seen anything like this in all my life!!!! I

closed my eyes and prayed "Dear Lord please let this be the night these

people are delivered from this horrible demonic opression. In Jesus

name, Amen."

Steve Hill got up to preach, and mostly told stories, showed us his

dictionary that he'd bought with scriptures in it, told us not to

analyze this "move of God", and that we'd better receive it if we didn't

want a stamp of disapproval from Jesus. I sat there as he was speaking

thinking "this man's words are dead, there is absolutely no annointing

on him - none." I was still trying to figure out what was wrong with this

whole picture when our pastor got up from the choir where he was

sitting, and walked up to the balcony where the rest of us were. It was

very obvious that he was greatly disturbed and he said to us "we've got

to get out of here, there is something really wrong,"  we all agreed!!

all of us managed to get out to the parking lot where our pastor told us

that the strange, wicked looking movements we were seeing in the balcony

were in fact happening all through the audience. Our pastor said that

the true Holy Spirit impressed strongly that we should not let them lay

hands on us, for the spirit that was causing all the epileptic type

symptoms and chicken walking etc. is passed by the laying on of hands.

The Holy Spirit impressed strongly that we were not only to leave , but

that we were to never go back.

It was like we had somehow fallen into a real life horror movie!!!! I

still can hardly believe what I saw with my own eyes... Those people are

not being saved; they can say the sinner's prayer all day long, but

unless the true Holy Spirit is there to do the work of regeneration they

cannot be saved. The Spirit of the Lord must draw a person to Christ,

and He was not there... This is the great deception...

REPORT DATE:  26 FEB 1997.


[This is an eyewitness account of what occurred when 'Brownsville'

began to flood into the church that this gentleman attends].

In September of 1996 the board of elders in our church sent the senior

pastor away for a much needed sabbatical (about a month).  As best as

I am aware, he spent two weeks on vacation somewhere in Florida and

two weeks at, you guessed it, Brownsville Assembly of God.  He and his

wife came back in very jovial moods.  His wife testified how God had

delivered her from depression.  They both testified how they had been

slain in the spirit many times during the two weeks they were there.

After he returned others began to go to Brownsville.  Honestly, I

hadn't noticed anything strange about these folks.  Contrariwise, they

seemed to be more open in their worship to God.

Last Sunday (3 days ago), several young people returned from Browns-

ville.  Three of the young ladies (16 year old range) exhibited "the

jerks" and "writhing like a snake" manifestations.  Neither one of

these girls would have ever acted like this before, and two of them

were down right shy!  These were manifested in our Sunday evening

service and they were not in control of themselves.  They sat in their

pews looking as though they belonged in a mental institution.  Many in

the congregation were laughing at what they saw.  I confess, I started

to laugh also but did my best to hold it in not deeming the situation

that funny.  On Monday morning during the opening exercises at the

church school (grades 1-12, A.C.E.), my daughter told me that the

normal 15 minute opening exercises lasted over two hours during which

the manifestations of the previous mentioned three girls were passed

over to many in the school.  My wife, after hearing this, became very

disturbed and concerned and requested of me that both she and I would

attend the opening exercises on Tuesday, ie. yesterday.  The school

went through their pledges, etc and then the pastor preached.  His

sermon dealt with getting more of God but to get more of God one would

have to get all their sins under the blood, deny themselves completely,

and make themselves or put themselves in the way of a blessing.

He mentioned that a hindrance to the blessings of God would be if the

students thought: "What would people think if I started "jerking" or

got "slain the spirit".  This was quite emphasized even though all the

while the pastor would inject that "this isn't about manifestations".

He also emphasized how the children would be playing a big part in the

revival that was to start in our church.  Well, the sermon ended and

then the music started and the altar call began with one student after

another going up to the altar.  One thing that was very disturbing is

that only one song was played, a 30 second piece that goes "Anointing,

fall on me, anointing fall on me, let the power of the Holy Ghost fall

on me, anointing fall on me." Remember that the altar call lasted at

least one hour with this song being played over and over just like a

MANTRA!  The manifestations began again, beginning with the girls I

previously described and then passing from them over to other children.

Several began to jerk, especially the girls.  Why the girls?  The

children just went from one to another laying hands on one another.

Beyond what I witnessed on Sunday evening, the following manifestations

were seen: Uncontrollable weeping, staggering, unable to stand, stuck

to the floor, writhing like a serpent, crawling on hands and knees,

mooing, exhaustion.  These manifestations are given as manifestations

among those involved with kundalini/shakti on a chart that I have in

front of me.  After at least an hour of this, the children went back

to their pews, but not until the music had stopped of course, and they

just sat there, quiet, not saying a word for at least another 1/2 hour.

One of the original three girls stood up and said this was a sovereign

work of God, crying all the time.  One of the school teachers said that

it was good for the kids to be resting now, that it was good to rest

after having been in the presence of the Lord.

My daughters are not in school today and they won't be in school any-

more until this thing is settled.  This is crazy.  I've experienced

God's power, I've experienced being baptized with the Holy Ghost, but

never in my life did such experiences leave me exhausted or in a state

of bewilderment like these young people seemed to be in...

REPORT DATE:  26 FEB 1997.


[This report gives further insight into the 'manifestations' that

have been ocurring right around the world].

I am writing you concerning a personal experience I had with the evil

spirit in several churches in America.  The spirit of the adversary

(2 Thess 2:4)" who opposeth and exalteth himself above all that is

called God, or that is worshiped so that he as God sitteth in the

temple of God, shewing that he is God."

I was invited by a friend to visit a church of a great pastor with a

powerful healing Ministry, I had a dream the night before I went.  In

that dream I was fighting a big snake with a sort of big knife, during

the fight the blood of the snake fell upon the middle of my head.  At

the time I could not understand, even though I knew Lev 17:11, Gen

9:4, Lev 17:14, "For the SOUL of the flesh is in the BLOOD." I could

not believe that the spirit of the serpent could dwell inside of me,

because I was and I am still a Christian. Jesus Christ gave me victory

over my sins, changed completely my life and set me free.  I am very

grateful for calvary, I would never willingly forsake the prince of

peace for the powers of darkness.

As planned I went to the church, I could not get inside the church

because it was already filled with people.  I attended to the service

at the overflow room also crowded, where there were a big screen TV

and some good loud speakers.  In the middle of the service, while this

great orchestra with the choir and the assembly of God people were

singing worship songs, the pastor asked every body to stand up and to

lift up our hands.  Couple minutes after that I did so, my hands

started to shake and very soon all my body was trembling vigorously.

The best way to describe it is, I was like a tree "shaken of a mighty

wind". Inside the church many sick people testified that they were

healed, and hundreds felt the manifestation of the spirit.  In spite

of the dream I was very glad, I said to myself I have received the

Holy Spirit even though I knew what Jesus Christ said in Mc 13:21-22

and in Mat 24: 24-25 "For false Christ and false prophets shall rise,

and shall shew SIGNS and WONDERS, to SEDUCE, if it were possible, even


Yet I could not believe that the spirit of the serpent could dwell in

me that easily because I did not invite him.  Gen 3:1 "Now the serpent

was more subtil than any beast of the fields which the Lord God had


So since then I had a spirit inside of me, any time I started to pray,

in a matter of seconds the spirit would come, taking control little by

little over my body.  The manifestations were so strong, that I think

even if I was entirely crippled, at those moments the spirit could

make me move and walk, because my body was doing with astonishing

strength motions, that I did not do, and that I could not do at that

surprising speed.  I went back to this church of this TV Evangelist

four other times only once the spirit did not fall upon me.

I went to two other churches where the manifestations were also

strong. One preacher was so powerful, he does not touch people he only

says something and they fell down and lay on the floor.  One could

easily count on the fingers the number of worshipers who were not

"slain in the spirit".  On the floor some were doing the "holy laugh-

ter", some were making strange noises, some were shaking and others

were lying down frozen like dead.  The spirit in me was making me

gently dance with the songs, but from time to time it was so strong

that I was thrown back violently to my seat, with my head leaning in

the back. If the seat was not behind me I wonder what would happen to

me.  I went three times to see the manifestations and every time the

spirit was very strong on me.

One day, while I was at home playing a worship CD of the first

church's orchestra the spirit fell once more upon me.  I played more

songs from other Christian artists the spirit was enjoying them, and

was making me dance slowly.  An idea came to my mind, I decided then

to test the Spirit. 1 John 4:1 "Beloved believe not every spirit, but

try the spirits whether they are of God: because many false prophets

are gone into the world." While I was on my knees, at the end of a

song I swiftly changed the CD, and played a non Christian song, a

popular dancing song a fast rhythm, the spirit was very glad, and was

making me dance in a very sexy manner, with my hips.

Now no more doubts, I clearly realized that it was the spirit of the

Anti Christ spoken in 2 Thess 2: 9-12: "Even him, whose coming is

after the working of satan with all POWER and SIGNS and lying WONDERS,

and all deceivableness in them that perish; because they received not

the love of the truth, that they might be saved. And for this cause

God shall send them strong delusion, that they should believe a lie:

That they all might be damned who believe not the truth, but had

pleasure in unrighteousness."

Matt 24: 11 "And many false prophets shall rise, and shall deceive

many."  2 Thess 2: 8 "And then shall that wicked be revealed, whom the

Lord shall consume with the SPIRIT OF HIS MOUTH, and shall destroy

with the brightness of his coming."

Knowing that I have received an evil spirit in a church was one thing,

getting rid of that spirit or spirits was another thing.  How could I

ask Christians to pray to set me free of a spirit that they believe to

be the Holy One?  So there I was alone against those demonic powers,

with the knowledge that many churches have already been defeated.

Even then my hope was in Christ, I did not panic I was sure He would

not forsake me.  So I did what He said should be done in those cases I

fasted and I prayed, for three days and three nights I was drinking

only water.  On the third night, I was too tired to sleep well, but I

had a very short dream.  I saw two huge hands up in heaven, and the

right one was pointing the finger downward at me.  I could not under-

stand until I read Luke 11:20: "But if I with the finger of God cast

out devils, no doubt the kingdom of God is come upon you." Since then

the manifestions of the spirit or spirits ceased, by the grace of


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