God is waiting. All Heaven is holding it’s breath, and all creation groans with anticipation.
And I continue to live my life, much as I did yesterday.
God won’t command us to do that which He is not going to enable us to do. I know it has to be in Him, His Holy Spirit enabling me to walk in His righteousness….
But I don’t always put my best foot forward in my ‘attempts’.
Jesus said that His house was to be a house of prayer for all nations.
But my ‘house’ is often anything but a house of prayer.
On the day of Pentecost they were all in one place and all praying in one accord, when God poured out His Holy Spirit. I’m given to believe they had been at this for some time. Pentecost was four weeks after the resurrection.
There was a single-minded purpose behind this marathon of prayer.
And the waiting was over.
In Revelation 5, the 24 elders are holding bowls of incense, representing our prayers rising up before God.
But given the state of my own ‘prayer-life’ and of the modern ‘church’ in general, I have to wonder just how much Incense is actually in those bowls right now.
Many churches are calling for revival, for a fresh move of the Holy Spirit in their cities and states. And many believers feel they are ready.
But are they?
Am I? Have I counted the cost? Am I ready to throw my schedule, my personal agendas, my preferences aside? Am I ready to place my entire life on the altar, a living sacrifice?
Is the local church I belong to ready to make these same sacrifices? If not, am I willing to lead the way, and be one of the first?
What so many of us want is for God to move, as long as it doesn’t rock our world too much.
I’m not pointing any fingers. change is scary. Big change is even scarier.
But we live in a world that IS changing, and not for the better. Despair, depression, drug abuse and sexual sins are all symptoms of a world of pain, And millions have given up hope. As world events unfold, it becomes ever more apparent that we all stand to lose much of what we cling to. Change is coming whether we like it or not, one way or another.
But we can be architects of change.
The only chance left for so many thousands of hurting people, is in fact revival. A last great outpouring.
I must not make the mistake of waiting for God to just bring revival to my city and ‘fix it’. I have a part to play.
God, you see, is waiting for me to be what He has called me to be. And He’s waiting for you too.
God is waiting for us to bring revival.