I just arrived home late last night from about 26 hours of travel from Greenock to London and then to Kansas City. I come away with an awesome and lasting sense of God's presence.
The prayer meetings that I attended were God empowered in a way I have not seen in many years. God came down. Bro. Denny preached a powerful word and God did a work.
Weds was another powerful day in which God began to set in order things that are lacking in many churchs. I really felt I had heard God again in the messages. I cannot overstate the wonder and amazement I came away with. The worship service carried on past Carter Conlon's message and God was breaking through layers of hardness uncovering things unseen and unrecognized. His message was a prophetic word like few others. God does not come down to authenticate US or our idea of revival so we can say we were right- He authenticates HIMSELF. It was truly awesome!
So powerful was the sense of God's HOLY presence that Carter danced before the LORD in spite of and at the risk of criticism. I saw his face shine with the glory of GOD from directly in front of him. I shall never forget that. Such power and glory that men take off their mask and become vulnerable in His presence! It was as if the ARK of God was coming back into the camp. We were a hairs breadth from revival. To GOD be the Glory forever.
Thursday was another day of wonder. Caught up still in the awesomeness of God, we came into a time of confession of SIN. Having felt God dealing with me since I arrived in the UK and especially the night before during the worship service, I testified and confessed my SIN also. Others went before and some behind, but God moved powerfully again. Such a sense of His love and goodness leading us to Repentance. We were reminded in the panel that God never duplicates revivals. He is not at a loss for a means to reach a rebellious or backslidden people.
I felt such a sense of His Holy Presence, that only the hardest among men could have not responded. God was teaching us how to get out of His way and remove our hands from the Ark of God. It was His working and it is marvelous in our eyes! OH that men could see and understand. God was doing more in minutes that ministers could do in a lifetime. I learned that God don't need men to move. He could just show up as the Saints pray and say yes to Him! TO break out spontaneously in song and weep for their sins in the light of His goodness!
Truly I felt God. Not in the way that Finney describes as falling as if he had a sword in each hand, but a heart touching probe of our inner being that brings to light the hidden counsels of the heart- but loves us enough to draw us anyhow. Not in tyranny and fear and trepidation, but in light of a God breathed revelation of His goodness that sobers the mind and thrills the heart. I follow after this God! I can give myself afresh to Him. I can live by the word of His mouth and respond to what He is saying TODAY. I can look forward to a new day of revival where God is ENOUGH and men's devices and schemes fail miserably in meeting the needs of this hour.
No, this renewal was not about men- it was in [i]spite
