In just one word from God's lips, an entire universe can lay hidden, just like a harvest can hide within a seed. But unless that seed falls to the ground and dies, its
harvest will never be born.... Almost 30 years ago, my father was given a vision from God. The vision began with a beautiful woman in a red dress luring him into her apartment. Once he was inside, the doors suddenly locked and she changed into a hideous monster. The vision faded from the apartment to a peaceful picnic in the woods with my mother, my sisters and me around my father on a quilt. From the picnic basket, records began to fly out and go to nations all around the world. This vision was given to my father in the midst of several proposals from well-known music companies.
The interpretation of the vision was this: the woman in the red dress was a harlot, representing what the world calls "success." The family represented God's version of
success, and in the midst of family, God would send music all over the earth. Just like a seed, my father let go of "success" and fell to the ground. As a seed sinks into the earth where the eyes of men can no longer see it, my father poured his life into his family and died to what the eyes of men treasured.
A few weeks ago I received an invitation to record a song for a ministry called 24/7 prayer (www.24/7prayer.com). The ministry is made up of an amazing army scattered around the globe who have been praying non-stop for over 7 years. They wanted the song to be put on a worship C.D. that will be sent to prayer rooms in over 50 nations. As we were recording, I suddenly recalled the picnic basket. I realized this song was a fulfillment of a word God had spoken almost 30 years ago, except now C.D.'s are flying out of the basket, not records! A verse in this song says, "I see a seed, but you see a harvest." Most men saw failure in my father's decision, but God saw success. Success isn't music flying out to nations, but my father and I being best friends, which is better than any record deal.
Most of you were able to join us at "The Awakening." This conference was greater than I could have dreamed. The greatest aspect of the of this time was the family and friendship that birthed this incredible time. Thank you so much for your friendship and the seeds you have planted into us. A harvest is awakening.
Jonathan David Helser
