We perform this exercise every day of our lives and seemingly give no thought to it because it’s normal. Think about it right now, take a breath in, release, breathe out. Which one was easier? In or out, you say both are equal, and that is right. Think about it. Our breathing in receives life, and our breathing out gives life, and it should be the standard for every christian. God breathed into us and we became a living soul. Every breath should be considered holy, a praise, a word of comfort, of healing, peace, and a blessing. Are we doing this every day? Is our breath at church spent on stories, hobbies, and other trivia? The thing to ask ourselves, is are we speaking life. If not, why not? God gave us life to use it for others. He gave us the authority to speak Jesus’ name. Let’s begin to use the measure of faith He’s given us to bring glory to His holy name.
There have, over the years, been many misconceptions spoken about my dearest friend the Holy Spirit, that He is not real and doesn’t exist. Until we cast aside all those erroneous words spoken about Him, we will never have the freedom and power that He has for us. So right here I am going to share just a tidbit about what I’ve learned about the Holy Spirit as we have walked together.
Jesus said I will send you another comforter, and He is indeed that. With His comforting, a sense of peace comes over all of us when needed. The promise of Christ, that he’ll never leave nor forsake you is fulfilled in the Holy Spirit who comes to live inside each of us. When we pray, He helps us to pray. When all we can do is weep, He will interpret our tears that are from the heart. His voice speaks within us, what to say, to do, and where to go. How? Listen to the spirit within.
He is my dearest friend, and I can do nothing without Him. He is my breath and heart beat. The things I’ve described are so few it would take a lifetime to try and tell all that He is, and more than I can fathom. So to all those in churchdom, who have said, “I don’t believe in the Holy Spirit,” do not know Christ and have never known Christ. Now is a good time to repent of those spoken words. I speak this out of love for all, but would be amiss to ignore the fire of the Spirit within.
I want to thank God for bringing these events back to the forefront of my memories. It all began in a church called Maranatha Fellowship, whose small beginning now is one of the largest in our city. A church that believed prayer was the answer to every need and that He is faithful to meet those needs. It’s where I began to seek God and His presence with all my heart, and He was faithful to meet me no matter the place or time.
As it was a growing church, there were many weeks and months where there wasn’t any room available to pray, Many times we went out back of the church to a small grassy area, taking small carpet remnant squares to kneel on, and to God’s glory there was never a complaint. When the weather turned colder, we were forced back inside where we eventually found the furnace room. This was a small room, and only three or four would fit in this room. Some of our greatest blessings with God came in this little room, and the lasting fellowship we made was there and now our being in different churches, our bond of love and caring is very strong even years later. What God started never ends and transcends all time and distance. The furnace room remains even with the lingering fire of our prayers still echoing in the walls of that room.
My only hope and prayer is that there are a few men that still band together praying fervently for the Holy Ghost revival so desperately needed in America today. I hope there is a fire of a praying spirit in the furnace room of your church. If not, then start one, and your church will be the richer for it. Be Blessed in Christ alone.
Two nights ago I stepped into the shower, and like most people, I do my best singing in the shower. I had just finished singing a little phrase to a song and began to pray for people all over the world. “Lord, give me my people and set them free.”
The pure love of God overwhelmed me and the realization hit me so hard, all I could cry out was, “I really do love all these people.” Sometimes we say we love everyone, but when God’s love hits us head on, that, my friends is when it becomes a life changer. It humbled me so greatly, all I could do was weep over my lack of love for these wonderful brothers and sisters of this world. I told God I was sorry and asked His forgiveness for my lack of love. Since God touched me, there has been a sweet release of God’s love and purpose, and with the help of the Holy Spirit, I believe greater results will come upon you by God’s grace working in and through these prayers. My life won’t be the same and neither will yours, as God works in both our lives. Be blessed and where the Spirit is there is liberty.
When I was a small boy, I remember my daddy coming home and telling us that he gave his heart to Jesus. Every day after that, until the day he died, our home knew prayer every night together. When dad or mom said it was bed time, we would all kneel at the living room couch and pray together. That was my first altar, and thanks be to Jesus, it has not been my last. What- ever place I’m at, or church I’m in, there is an altar. If there isn’t one, I just bow my head and most of all my heart, and there I make it my altar.
The last several years, I see the altars disappearing from the churches, and that puts a deep sorrow in my heart. Even when there is an altar, not many avail themselves of this wooden treasure. Is there dust upon the altar? I hope not, and the tears that were shed at an old fashion altar, are they missing now? Altars and God- given tears must not pass away, for it is one of the life lines of the church.
One reason the altar is so dear to me, is when I had a vision of the altars filled with a great many souls, kneeling and crying out for salvation. I’ve kept that vision in my eyes and heart, for without a vision the people perish. I live and pray to see that day. Will you also take up the cause of Christ and believe for souls and an awakening of the church? Only believe and we can see the rising up of the church again.
I thank God that He made a doorway to heaven that prayers have access to go through. Taking prayer before God is a command, an honor, and a humbling experience. Prayer does not change God, but it changes me. The more I go to God in prayer, the more I desire to be in His presence. Without prayer nothing changes, but with prayer all things are possible. God’s word says, “If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven, and forgive their sin, and will heal their land.”
His word, when obeyed, is the instrument in our mouth. When it is loosed it opens heaven’s power to do what we can’t, the impossible. All this hinges on “can we?” Will we humble ourselves, seek His face, turn from our wicked ways? Only then will God lean down and listen, forgive our sin and heal our land.
How do we pray? Can we hear the crying, see the hungry, touch the sick? This is a good place to start praying. Can we look at our churches that are half empty, and see some closing their doors, and not have a burning fire in our hearts to cry out. Choose to live at Jesus feet. When our tears touch His feet, His heart will answer our need, but it’s by prayer alone.
I will not write about my life before Christ. That is past and a new life has emerged with a full pardon. I received His word from front to the back, accepting His instructions and promises. Christ said everything I’ve done, you can do also, and I say “yes.” He said in Galatians that I can walk in the Spirit day by day, moment by moment, and I say “yes.”
The walk for the last forty-six years, have been the most exciting years up until now. There are greater things to come because the Holy Spirit is my witness, friend and guide. Some say the church is not relevant any more and time has past her by. Forgive them for they have never known Christ. The same said Christ was dead, but on the third day He rose from the grave and after being seen by more then five hundred, He ascended back to His Father.
The church is alive and well and the gates of hell shall not prevail. I was once told I wouldn’t be satisfied anywhere, and I’m not, but I am satisfied walking in the Spirit, in intercession with Him. He is the friend I’ve always wanted and needed. Seek God and be blessed.