Hear my son, I’ve called you for the task; listen and obey is all that I will ask. I design you to pray and pray alone, so continue at this place until the work is done. Listen closely. Hear my voice. Lean on me, and open your eyes that you may see. Hear my son, make quiet your heart. Follow my footsteps, and know that I am God. Be still my son. This is the path you must walk. See my face as you walk this way. My son, harken to Jesus and the Holy Spirit for this may be the very day. Hear my son and pray without ceasing. Pray oft in the Spirit.
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.
My brothers and sisters who are striving to follow Christ, yet have come to a place in your lives where it seems nothing is happening. When you pray, it seems like your prayers are going nowhere. You don’t hear His voice, feel His touch, and you feel He is nowhere to be found. We think heaven is shut up, and we are in an empty, desolate place and feel dry inside. Take heart. He has never left you nor forsaken you. This is His promise to us. When we think God is a long way off, that is when He is closest to us, probably looking right in our eyes to see how we are going to handle this situation. Now is the time to give praises and thanks, and a prayer offering. No one needs to know how you feel, so let your face shine and have praise upon your lips. Allow this time to be your encouragement to others. “Thank you Lord for this empty, desolate place. I know you have set me aside for yourself. You have promised me you would never leave me, so I thank you for this testing.” Remember, this trial is a sign of great love for His children . Why? These trials and testings happen to give us wisdom, and knowledge, and in the end gain understanding. So great a love can only come from our heavenly Father. Let’s take these treasures and use them to help another hungry brother or sister along life’s journey. Be blessed and keep looking up.
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.
Lord, you know I love music and to hear the name of Jesus, there is no sweeter sound. The greatest place I desire is the place of prayer. You renew my spirit, you cleanse my mind, and your love overwhelms my heart. Take me as I am, just take me to the secret place of prayer and hold me fast. Teach me every avenue of prayer, that my prayers in and through the Holy Spirit will be effectual for your glory. Father, we must reach the people. Wickedness abounds and time is short. Above all prayers and the workings of all the gifts, flood my heart, soul, and mind with the love of God. Above all these, the love of God conquers all, and love never fails. As I open the treasure chest you have given me to use every day, let love be on top, for it shall remind me of your love for me that took you to the cross.
Prayer is a matter of recourse. It’s a natural happening that comes forth when we open our mouths to speak. Out of the heart flows a river of life, praise, blessings, healing or intercession. In response to the heart the mouth opens to declare the thoughts and intent of the heart. Lean not to our own understanding, less we waver. Walking by faith is the only way to please God. Every person of prayer is very unique. Each stream that flows through the spiritual man may flow differently in each of us, but as we look back up stream to the head waters, we see the Savior, and He is the artisan well that never runs dry. Make time to be holy, put on the whole armor of God daily and our princely robes signifying we are the children of God, adopted but joint heirs. These thoughts and deeds give us strength for spiritual warfare in prayer. Let us give our Lord our praise before all things, for our worship strengthens us and weakens our enemy. Unto God be glory for ever and ever.