I recently attended a community event
in my home town. It is an annual event which has grown in popularity over the years. Visitors from far
as Philadelphia to New York attend the event. Looking for something to do I
remembered from last year fireworks commenced the ending of the festivity. It
seemed innocent enough so why not. It was very hot that day so I waited until
evening to attend. When I arrived on site I could not
believe what I was witnessing. It was as if I walked in to the pit of
hell. I said to myself, "Lord what in the world is this mess".
It wasn't the family friendly environment I was expecting. I saw women walking
around trying to be sexy, butts hanging, breast on display. Drug addiction with
some of the women was clearly evident. The men didn't look any better. My
heart became so overwhelmed. All I could do is pray. It is the same feeling I
have when I go to the Flee Market near Camden, a inner city neighborhood. In the faces of the women I see the abuse, the drug addicted, women with rough
looking exteriors, but on the inside they only want to be loved. These are
precious precious souls who are passionately loved by God!!!
I finally found a place where I could sit and positioned my chair and blanket. Minutes later I moved to another location. I could not get comfortable. The atmosphere was not right. I don't want to say the spirit of the Lord was not there because God is always at work. It
was a different spirit operating and his stench was in the air. Fifteen minutes after I arrived I left. How could anyone stay all day at this
event?
Isaiah 60:1-3
Arise, shine; For your light has come! And the glory of the Lord is risen upon you. For behold, the darkness shall cover the earth, And deep darkness the people; But the Lord will arise over you, And His glory will be seen upon you. The Gentiles shall come to your light, And kings to the brightness of your rising.
Lord we need a revival in the land. We need a great out
pouring of the Holy Spirit. I don't know what it's going to take to awaken the church from its slumber, but I say God do what you must do. There are no more grey areas, only black and white. We must now make the choice to stand for righteousness or deal with the consequences of our silence.
Forgive us God for our silence. Forgive us God for wanting more sleep than prayer. Forgive us God for being too busy to care for the lost. Turn our hearts back to you again. Move in us God and let us sense the urgency of the hour! Trouble us God until we trouble you - Amen!
Forgive us God for our silence. Forgive us God for wanting more sleep than prayer. Forgive us God for being too busy to care for the lost. Turn our hearts back to you again. Move in us God and let us sense the urgency of the hour! Trouble us God until we trouble you - Amen!
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