Today in this land—in this world, there is a drought. There is a famine. It is not drought of rain that causes the land to thirst. It is not a famine of food that causes the people to starve. It is a drought of morality and a famine for the Word of God that is killing us.
I read in the news that unborn children are murdered in the very place where they should be the safest, their own mothers’ bodies. And they are murdered for no other reason than that their parents do not want to be inconvienced.
I see the government of the
trying to force people those who want to stand with God Almighty in the respect for life to provide insurance that pays for this atrocity. The threats of closing down Christian schools that refuse. The reality of Christian charities closing their doors because they will not—cannot—obey this law that requires them to sin. United States
I am surrounded by a culture that says, “Go ahead and commit fornication. Just use protection.” All the while our Father begs us to respect our bodies and the bodies of those we claim to love.
Surely the perfect example of love is our Lord. Jesus was not eager to take. He was eager to give. He did not insist of being served; He insisted on serving.
We do not need to accept this drought; we must not live with this famine. Remember the words of King David: “O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee: my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is.” (Psalm 63.1)
Almighty God answers this cry through His holy prophet Isaiah: “For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground: I will pour my spirit upon thy seed, and my blessing upon thine offspring.” (Isaiah 44.3)
Can we take God at His word? Do we dare pray for the sweet rains of revival in this dry and thirsty land? Do we have the courage to stand with Jesus in preaching the Gospel of the Kingdom in this hostile desert of secularism and so-called tolerance? Are we willing to live for Christ—and die for Him is asked?
Look around you. Each of us knows someone going to Hell. We might be the only once with the ability to tell them of Jesus’ Love. Do we dare? Let us answer yes. Let us say, “Here am I. Send me.” (Isaiah 6.8)