Chased by your Grace
By Mikael Reale
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Mikael has so clearly taken hold of this reality. With great passion that has grown out of revelation and much personal experience and inspired reflection, he lives out before us many facets of what is, and what is not, grace.
Rev. Leroy LaCoss
Mikael Reale
Mikael has always loved traveling for as far as he can remember. As a child, while other children wanted to be policemen or firemen, he longed to be a sailor on merchant ships For several years, he traveled alone, hitchhiking, flying or sailing his way around the world. In 1984 while traveling in New Zealand, he yielded to the Lord's grace and hand on his life. Following this life-changing event, Mikael married Cathy in 1986 and they set off for the Caribbean in a newly purchased sailing ship. Following the tremendous conversion to Christ, Mikael understood and accepted that God had a special destiny for him that included this nomadic lifestyle. With this calling and a willing heart, Mikael was in the pursuit of full surrender to God's plan and his destiny. So, he has served the Lord for the past 30 years as a missionary and a pastor. From France to the South Indian Ocean, from USA to around the Mediterranean Sea and Africa, he had preached the Gospel of the Kingdom, the amazing Grace of God and the reconciliation with the father. His heart is to prepare the churches to be the bride of Jesus Christ. Mikaël is the author of several books, some of which have been translated into English and Italian. Involved in the Praise & Worship and House of Prayer movement, he travels with his wife throughout the nations as a trans-local minister.
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Chased by your Grace - Mikael Reale
LaCoss
PROLOGUE
Meeting at the end of the world!
I was born in 1963 in Lyon, France, into a well-to-do family. Westerners from North Africa, known in France as Pieds-noirs,
that is, ‘black feet.’
These origins had a lot of influence on my education and also gave me the feeling of being constantly uprooted, a feeling that has been impossible to erase and which still exists within me today. This was reinforced at the age of 18 months, when I was left in the care of my maternal grandparents until 1969. It was then that my father was transferred to St. Raphael, nearby in southern France.
In the years that followed rebellious feelings grew within me. I dreamt of nothing but travel and boats and islands. One day after an intense father-son wrangling, I felt that I had been particularly unjustly treated. I resolved to leave, and hid aboard a cargo ship at Tahiti, where my father was posted at the time. I was 15. Six days later a plane from COTAM (an airline reserved for French military personnel) took me back to Tahiti to be with my parents. Although I was with my family for a while, I had nonetheless caught the ‘virus’ of the sea and liberty, and it was now in my blood forever.
One year later, when we had come home to France, I left again, just two weeks before my seventeenth birthday. This time they didn’t bring me back. I made a living through music and mime in the streets, and in cafes and restaurants.
It was at this time that the army came for me: conscription was still a legal obligation in France! For me it was evident that this would be a waste of a year. And, anyway, as Boris VIAN, a French poet, said, ‘Mr. President, I wasn’t put on this earth to kill people.’
On the other hand, I considered my father’s orders to be unwarranted, too. It wasn’t an ‘upstart from a higher rank’ who was going to tell me what to do! It was decided that I would desert. I sold my car to buy a oneway ticket to New York and arrived with 137 US dollars in my pocket. Not speaking a word of English, I began to tag along with a group of Haitians from Greenwich Village. I was put up by a homosexual who had lived in France, who taught me the rudiments of the American language.
After some time in New York the cold of an early winter pushed me towards the south, and several weeks later I arrived in California. I had always been a bit of a Troubadour,
but was becoming more and more of a schemer. By chance,
I was expelled from the states a year later, for not having a valid visa. I had begun to get involved in more dangerous games, like falsifying travelers checks and drug trafficking. Consequently, I tasted the Californian prison system for a week. I thank God today for taking me out of all this without any lasting stain or being destroyed by drugs.
I crossed the South Pacific to Polynesia. I had been thinking of setting up myself there some years earlier. I had promised myself to return to Polynesia after having lived there with my parents and then left the island to return to city life. The only problem on returning to this, the country of my dreams, was that my father had tipped off the local police that I had refused my military call-up. He told them that they could find me on the island of Moorea. This was French territory so I had a visit from the police in the following days.
There was the prospect of a return to France with barracks at the end of the journey, but for me this was out of the question. With the airport officials on the lookout for me, the police decided that I couldn’t get out of the territory, so they didn’t bother trying to capture me. Being a sailing instructor, it wasn’t difficult for me to find an American sailing ship which was looking for a team to cross the Pacific to New Zealand and so I left Moorea secretly.
Once again, my life was filled with music and schemes, but in this small country which is socially exceptionally stable, this would prove to be more difficult to get by than doing such things in California. However, this was how the most extraordinary event in my life came about. In Auckland, I met a young guy from Quebec, who was also travelling. I invited him to spend the night at the place where my friends had put me up, since they were out for the evening. That evening he told me about his journey. He had been living with friends in a big white house on a surf beach. There was an old red surf board nailed to the front of it… a dream or what! But the thing that surprised me the most was when he told me that a month before, he had become a Christian.
For my part, apart from eight years of catechism that I had been involved with in my childhood, my only other contacts with Christians
were these Jesus freaks (fanatics for Jesus) that had often encountered me in the USA. I had never completely understood them. This guy spoke to me with great simplicity, and at the same time with great faith in this Jesus. This Biblical character from my childhood was becoming more and more real. Towards midnight, I was worn out and went to bed. In the morning, when I got up, I discovered that he had gone. On the bedside table, he had left a note with his address in New Zealand, and a request for mine. He had added, Never forget Mikael, Jesus loves you.
It was because of this note that the most incredible episode of all my travels was about to start.
Three days after the meeting with this lad (he was called Fred), my heart was boiling with one desire—to see him again before my return to France. I refused to admit to myself that I wanted to hear more on the subject of Jesus. The official reason
that I gave to my friends, and to myself, was the surf.
So I took my bag and my guitar and I left Auckland for the address that he had given me. After two or three hours of hitchhiking, I arrived in the village. I went to the address, but a major disappointment awaited me. Fred didn’t live there. It was only a postal address, and he had not been there for two or three weeks. No one knew where he could be found or where the white house on the