Shake the walls
We have seen a lot of fall away from the church over the years and that can be discouraging. But we have also seen a lot of people deemed hopeless by the secular world come to Jesus and turn their lives around. What I have been loving is the courage I’ve been seing in the remnant. I’m not that old and yet in my growing up years we were in a place where we didn’t do a lot of work for God. The street crusaders and tent evangalists were no longer a thing. The churches were full and we all ‘knew’ Jesus, and that was enough. I was blessed with parents who taught me how to truly know Jesus and encouraged me to spend time with Him beyond Church- not required, just encouraged- so I knew how to grab for His hand when the big shake happened. You know. The times that came where God seemed like a dictator because TV said He was and following Jesus was too much work and boy did the parties and the dating and the raves look like fun. Then there were the times when bad things happened, really bad things and we couldn’t figure out why God permitted it to happen. And then there was the shake of people who felt that because some churches and Christians were bad than all were bad and we were openly attacked for our faith. Times when everyone should be permitted to be who and what they want to be…just so long as that isn’t a Christian. I watched so many fall away. Even I hit a point where being a ‘good little Christian’ (as the popular TV shows jeered at us) seemed like a drag, and we were shown as crazy or evil even though we aren’t so it was painful and hard and confusing. But having known the bliss of His freedom the junk the world fed me was never enough to make up for the lack of Jesus. I fought my way home, leaving so many friends behind that I wish I could have brought with me, but the devil had their ear, he still does, some day I pray they look to see that Jesus is still reaching for them and that they grab Him and don’t let go.
The whole world has been shaking over the past three years, and many have fallen because the drop looked less painful than holding on, but I have seen a new hope, a new generation that doesn’t want to just ‘know’ Jesus, they want to be enveloped by Him. They’ve seen hell taking over this world to an extreme I never thought we would see in my generation, and they have decided to fight back. They have escaped the prison and are turning back and shaking the walls till they fall down and all trapped inside can run away and run to the freedom of Jesus. Kids. Ten year olds and fifteen year olds. People who never had parents or teachers encourage more of Jesus in their lives then ‘just enough’ are standing up as warriors. People want to claim that kids like this are brainwashed by being forced into it, but the kids that I have seen chose on their own to seek after God. Some of them have parents who oppose their choice to love Jesus, but they know in their souls that He is the answer. We can’t let them beat us guys. Come on adults, let’s stand beside these kids and fight too. Pray more often. Fast with faith. Use whatever gift God has given you to fight back. Let’s shake the walls. The devil will fight back and it will get hard, but we are not fighting alone. Jesus fights with us. Angels fight with us. The Holy Spirit fights within us. Our fellow soldiers fight with us. Whatever front line, whatever fort to hold, whatever ground to take back God has put in front of you fight for it. Don’t give up because it’s scary and hard. Keep fighting. Jesus has got you covered, and you are not alone.
Shake the walls