There are times when it can feel that the things I offer to
God become drenched in life’s vagaries. I do things because I feel led by God;
I pray in faith for things in response to his direction; yet they sit in a
puddle and don’t ignite. It can be discouraging.
Elijah watched as the Baal worshippers worked themselves
into a frenzy in order to persuade their god to light their dry fire. Nothing
happened. No response from their idol.
Then, instructing that the wood on the altar built to God be
saturated in water, Elijah prayed a simple prayer. Lord, light my fire; accept
this offering to you. A fire blasted from heaven, igniting and consuming the sacrifice.
There is a lot of worldly junk around just now, trying to
quench the fire within us. The more drenching, the more prayer: come on, Lord,
light the fire of revival here in this place, here in this nation, here in this
world.
Start with me.
Those who trust in the Lord bear fruit even in a season of
drought. May we all trust, and see others enjoy the fruit of the Spirit.
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