A Nazirite's Heart...Burning For Revival

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?