We had our meetings last week, and oh how the Lord blessed us. We saw so many lives changed. It was a small town of about 1500 and we had about 100 folks each night. We saw addictions broken, relationships healed, reconciliation, salvations, it was a glorious things. Every morning we had about a two hour prayer meeting then we went of and knocked on doors to share the Gospel. We had run-ins with evil, we had divine appointments and the people themselves of the little church were envisioned. They had taken an old run-down theatre, which had been empty and gutted for almost 15 years, with no power and full of trash and no sheet rock on the walls or carpets on the floors, and turned it into something in which we could have meetings.
They even had to wire it as there was no power. What was totally symbolic to me was that Brian had came from the " big," church that sat high on the hill, an impressive big brick building, bought and paid for, and he left that behind, and was now down smack dab in the middle of the town, taking the Lord to the people. Praise God its not about buildings, Stephen said that our God does not dwell in Temples made by hands, its about people. That old dilapidated building was hallowed ground. It was run down, it was derelict, it was borrowed ( for a week) and the Lord met us there, gloriously. Praise God that I too , at one point in my life, was run down, derelict, empty, and He came and filled me. In an age where churches are shutting down and becoming bingo halls, praise God for that building last week. Holy ground indeed, for where the Lord is, is Holy ground. Oh for eyes to see the glory of the living God and to look beyond human eyes and see as God sees. .............brother Frank