The more time I spend in the presence of God, the more I
come to realize that nothing in this life is as it appears
to be. Even the things we have been told and have grown up
knowing for as long as we can remember are a pale comparison
to the Truth that is hidden in Christ. He conceals from us
the great mysteries surrounding His character and being and
nature. He hides them deep within Himself so that only the
hungry ones, only the desperate ones, only the ones who run
after Him and chase Him down may have these things revealed
to them. When we draw near to God, we cannot fathom the
measure of His Spirit that He will pour out to us. If we
only knew what it meant to draw near to Him, if we only knew
how to abandon ourselves and take a free-fall dive off the
cliff of religion and contentment…if we were only able to
pray such dangerous prayers and get so perilously close to
the Holy One on His throne that we had to either use our
faith as a lifeline or plummet to our death, the Spirit of
God would be poured out in our midst like a flood. I don’t
know about you, but I am tired of the drought. I am tired of
the dry, hot, weary desert of existence that has become my
life and I am beginning to thirst for the rain. I want to be
drowned in the rains of the Holy Spirit. I want to be swept
away and overcome by the beauty of the holiness of the Lord
Jesus, and I want to be set ablaze on the inside. I want
holy fire to consume me. I want to become a reflection of
the Father and have my entire life radiate with His glory. I
am tired of trying to satisfy my flesh. I am tired of
trading the incomparable treasures from heaven for the trash
and trinkets of this world. I have to have more. I have to
become more. I do not seek for men to approve of me; not
even the most respected leaders and teachers and pastors. I
do not wish to gain the approval of any but my Holy Father.
I want to become so lovesick for the bridegroom, so
infatuated by His beauty and His sovereignty and His
holiness that I am obsessed. I want to be possessed by the
Word of God, my double-edged sword that is my only weapon
against the darkness and torment that rages against my soul.
I am desperate to know Jesus. I am so thirsty, so hungry…I
have to see Him. I have to have more. There has to be more
than this. There has to be a level of encounter I have never
tapped into, a realm of the presence of God that I have not
entered. There has to be a place where God can draw me into
the very chambers of His heart and romance me with His love
is such a way that causes the entire world to fade to
nothing as I gaze into His eyes. And oh my goodness, His
eyes…they are burning; burning with an intensity I have
never seen before. They terrify me, but draw me at the same
time. There is a passion and a blaze within those eyes that
pierces the darkness and shakes the gates of hell. There is
a violent love within them that overwhelms me and grips me
and makes it difficult for me to breathe. The zeal of the
Lord is consuming. His passion for His bride is incomparable
to anything on this earth. I can see it in His eyes; He is
coming. He is coming and He will not delay, for the times
are reaching their fulfillment. Now is the time for the
Nazirite army of God to arise. Now is the time for sleepers
to wake from the dead and allow the light of the Holy Spirit
to shine brilliantly, blindingly through them. Now is the
time that we prophesy to the dry bones of our generation and
command them to spring to life and become who they were
created to be; the army of God. They are coming from the
four corners of the earth and they cannot be stopped. No
theological arguments can contradict the Spirit of the Lord
resting upon an entire generation. God will use the foolish
and lowly things of the world to shut the mouths of the
prideful and arrogant ones who think they know Him but
really don’t. They have become too impressed with the
sounds of their voices to listen to the voice of their
Father. We are a generation who has to hear the voice of the
Lord. We are at war, and God is our commanding officer. He
has a strategy to keep us alive, but if we cease to obey His
orders and attempt to fight on our own, we will die. We are
entering a season in which the body of Christ is becoming as
it was intended to be all along; we are beginning to look
like the early church and fulfill the prophecies spoken of
in the scriptures long ago. Our generation is waking from
its slumber and the enemy knows. He is panicking, trying
frantically to kill as many of us off as he can before he
faces his destined destruction. It’s time to fight. We
have been speaking of revival for what seems like ages. We
have been talking about this battle for as long as many of
us can remember. But somehow, the winds have changed, and we
are hearing the order to “go” as clearly as it has ever
been spoken. So through it all, it now comes down to one
last question: 

You say you want a revolution, but are you ready to die?