Tommy Hicks Sees Giant Rising Across Earth

Chapter 1: The spiritual burden

My name is Tommy Hicks and I'm from Canada. What I'm about to relate happened in the city of Winnipeg. Specifically, in the early morning of July 25th, 1961, I remember it was around 2:30 in the morning, and I was struggling with a spiritual burden that wouldn't let me sleep, a deep unease about the state of the church and ministry in the end times. In those days, my mind kept circling over a question that constantly hammered at my spirit. Were we truly prepared for the final revival that God promised to send to the earth?

Or were we simply playing at religion? I felt that the modern church had lost its expectation, that we had stopped believing in the tangible manifestation of God's power, settling for empty rituals and a spiritual coldness that chilled me to the bone and drove me to desperately seek the Lord's face in the solitude of my room. As I prayed in that silent early morning, a story I had heard about a region in Africa came to mind. They were suffering from a terrible drought and the pastors decided to unite to cry out for rain. That memory felt vivid in my mind.

I imagined that young pastor who in front of a crowd of religious leaders from different denominations instead of offering a long and dramatic prayer for water simply raised his eyes to the sky and asked the Lord to increase his faith. I remembered how the other pastors became furious with him, questioning why he had wasted such a critical opportunity asking for something as abstract as faith instead of asking for the rain that their parched and cracked land so desperately needed. That young pastor's response resonated in my heart that night in Winnipeg like a divine judgment. He told them that when he looked around the congregation, he didn't see anyone with umbrellas, which showed that although they were there to pray, no one truly believed it would rain, that reflection struck me deeply, making me question my own life and the life of the church around me. We were asking for revival.

We were asking for the latter reign of the spirit, but our lives didn't show the preparation or the real expectation of receiving it. I felt a deep sadness recognizing that many times we act with hypocrisy full of resentment, divisions, and human mindsets that block the genuine flow of the Holy Spirit, preventing God from moving freely.

Chapter 2: Letter from a native