Last Sunday (May 18, 2008) our church’s Sunday service was awesome!

We are all encouraged by our church leaders to step out in faith in the usage of spiritual gifts. In many places that is an invitation followed by a lot of spiritual sensationalism. Our church is not like that. I know that every one there last Sunday holds God is such reverence that we may be on the opposite side of the spectrum. We are so concerned about various things that we sometimes don’t do anything at all. For some of us, we are simply afraid of what others may think. Others are worried that they are not sure God is leading them to do something. I’m sure there are other reasons too.

I know as a worship leader I face those uncertainties every time we worship. Mostly I just want to be used by God, but a part of me does want to be instrumental in a huge life-changing move of God. In worship, I am playing my guitar, singing (trying to sing the words right ), communicating with God, and searching my thoughts for what God would lead me to do. When I finally think I know what I am supposed to do, I can work my self up in to a state of indecision. Knowing that I am human and still flawed, I wonder if I have a personal motivation to do what I think God is prompting me to do. Is it really God or is it me wanting to be instrumental in Gods move? I wish I could take a super spiritual point of view and say that since I’ve surrendered to Christ and Christ now lives in me, my wants and His are one in the same. However, I don’t know if any one in the whole world is really there yet. Though I know day by day I am getting closer, I know I’m not.

This Sunday when we finished the last song, I kept playing the song softly to give us all a chance just to wait for God to stir us. I got a vision of the throne room and just started to sing about it. I felt I was being lead by the spirit, But I still had trouble letting words that came to me be sung out when I knew they would not rhyme. I was reminded of the promise that if God’s people humble them selves and pray, the he would hear from heaven and heal the land and sang that out too. I did the best I could to stay focused on the Holy Spirit. During this time, I felt like the Holy Spirit was waiting to move. I sensed that the spirit of prophecy was about to fall on some one. I wanted to speak it out and I was sure it came from God, but I was afraid, that nothing would happen, and that I would be wrong and be no different than the prophets I think are just ear ticklers.

Remembering what we are told about stepping out, and resigned to the fact it will be ok if I am wrong (after all I am wrong about things allot), and wanting to show God I am worthy of him speaking to me, I said it. We were all asked, eye to eye, Do you have any thing? Person after person said no and nothing seemed to be happening. I was distressed. I was afraid that what I was sure was God, seemed to be wrong. I kept trying to find a way for what I felt and what had just not happened to be reconciled, but I think now that that is a fools folly.

We were asked just to sit and wait on God so I put down my guitar, sat down in a chair, and tried to be still and wait. God reminded me of the dream that I wrote about last week. Specifically, the part where I looked down on the house with no roof and saw a naked man crouched down in a room only big enough for his body. I thought that I need to encourage some one to speak out by saying this part of my dream. But I did not do it. Every one was still praying and being quiet. I was a little afraid I would be as irrelevant as when I said some one would prophesied  I let it go and tried to refocus on the Lord. In a few minutes later I felt the urge in me again to say that part of the dream. And a second time I let it go and tried to refocus on the Lord.

Well you can call me religious, but when it happened a third time, I could no say no again. I was more afraid of rejecting the Holy Spirit in me 3 times in a row than anything else. So I purposed in my mind that I would speak as soon as some one looked up, and I did.

When I was finished Pastor Rob, gave an interpretation of the dream and another said that it ministered to him. This started a wave of all of us talking about spiritual things, way beyond religious speak, and Christian clichés. We were all in communion with God, and we all shared from what I think was a spiritual awakening. We were learning what it is to be revived!

I don’t know if any one remembered my saying that the spirit of prophecy was going to come, but by the end of church it surely had. Brian stood tall in spirit and proclaimed that God and driven in a stake then, and there. This was the moment and place I believe our corporate revival started! For some of us personally that had already begun, but when we left there Sunday, we knew that revival was ours for the taking. Even if taking ment taking it by force!

Revival is ours for the taking! God is willing for us to have even more life in Him. We must stand up, reach out and take it. We need not wait for the next great revival. We don’t have to travel the country wide to bring revival or Holy Anointing home. It is here. It is waiting for us to take it.

We will take it by force! By force of prayer! By force of repentance! By force of hunger for Godly things. By force of love, to see others made whole. Eventually even by force of habit, as we become Christ in the flesh.

I am telling you, wow! Come get some!