Sons of God's Generals: Unlocking the Power of Godly Inheritance by Joshua Frost Read Free Book Online

that favor as best we can and to forever remember to know and love Him well, and from that place to love those around us well. If I find myself wondering what stewarding favor looks like, I can rely on the conviction that, at least in part, it looks like always remembering to serve the poor and the broken in some capacity. Biblically it’s a no-brainer, right? I need to consistently ask myself if I’m living a life dependent on God and taking risks or if I’m getting too comfortable.
    I will be ever grateful for my upbringing, for my astonishing parents, for their motivation and boldness to follow their calling as a family, and for the way growing up in Africa has forever required of me more compassion and open-mindedness. One of the things that impresses me most about my parents is the fearlessness they’ve always shown in pursuing God’s purpose for their lives and how fulfilled they are now doing exactly what they were meant to do. Years down the road, I want to be in my 50s and 60s and beyond, knowing I took the path God asked me to take and I was unafraid. I know their experience has pushed Brock and me years forward in some areas, enabling us to learn things more quickly and less painfully so we could begin our journey in a healthier place. In other ways, I still feel like I have so far to go and so much to learn from them. I’m often curious where this journey will take me next, but I’m learning to let my insecurities go and focus on God’s overwhelming goodness in my life, the things He speaks over me, and the boldness that is my inheritance.

CHAPTER 3
THE WAR FOR INHERITANCE
Justin Goll
    When I think of my parents, James Goll and the late Michal Ann Goll, I am drawn to a photograph taken in the 1970s. Recently married, Mom and Dad are wearing denim overalls, wading through a stream in rural Missouri, leaning on each other. My dad’s left arm is draped over my mom’s shoulders; my mom’s right arm hangs around my dad’s back. They are treading downstream to find the right spot for my dad to baptize her. What an amazing generation has gone before me! I only pray my generation will be found as faithful.
    What can I write about my parents that hasn’t already been written by their ministry colleagues and friends? Their exploits ran over continents. Their books multiplied across languages. There were great obstacles overcome and tremendous encounters with God’s power. And yet there is something very simple at the core of their lives—friendship. Before the electricity and controversy of “The Kansas City Prophets.” Before mom’s missions to Africa. Before the angelic encounters. Before all of that, they were friends to God and prized Him above all else. And despite being gifted in some divergent ways, they were lifelong friends,
best friends,
to each other.
    Of course it wasn’t all roses! As the firstborn, I got a front row seat to many a marital spat (what Che Ahn calls “intense fellowship”). These are real people with tempers, insecurities, and who don’t like mushrooms! And that brings me to what I am grateful for the most. I didn’t get perfect parents. In fact, I can’t imagine having learned as much about God if I had. What I did get were
teachable
parents, parents who pursued the Lord with their whole hearts and who let God change them over and over again throughout their lives.
The War for Inheritance
    Now it’s one thing to grow up with godly parents. It’s another thing entirely to step into a family inheritance of faith, to acquire the
spoils
of past victories. There are few things that God enjoys and the devil hates more than multiple generations linked together by the desire for God’s presence. An old Catholic teaching even declares that while the mission of the church is to extend the Kingdom of God across geography, the mission of the
family
is to extend His Kingdom across
time
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    Of course, there is no inheritance without relationship. So I’ve set out to tell a tale