The Little White Church

¹⁶ The cup of blessing that we bless, is it not a participation in the blood of Christ? The bread that we break, is it not a participation in the body of Christ? 1 Corinthians 10:16

Right at 2 years ago just before Covvid gripped our nation God gave me a dream. I have told this dream to a few but this is the first time I am blasting it out. In my dream I saw this massive flood of people this majestically beautiful revival. Peoples eyes were being opened, souls were coming to Christ. The beauty of this wave, the size and magnitude of the tide is so hard to explain. The wave of people this size and this strong could only be brought on by God. And as the wave began to crash into its target I see this little white church come up out of the moving wave. The White church was so pure so steadfast that it did not move or change from the current and strength of tide. It was true and pure. The white was a pure white like I had never seen. As the wave was moving the Church stood still but it stood out and it stood strong. You see, as the wave got further away from the pure church it turned on the church. The few became the persecuted and the many where doing the persecution.

As I gripped on to this dream to deceiver it I went to my pastors and elders. And, as I prayed God revealed it to me over the last 2 years what it has meant. So many eyes have been opened over the last two years, and we see more eyes being opened daily. God is moving amongst this nation there is no doubt. And it is not just here but world wide. We see people standing up, and speaking out. and we are beginning to see the mocking as well. There is a coming of a time that the fence some of us are standing on will no longer hold us up.

We are called to be partakers in the blood of Christ not side line participants. Yes, we can skate into heaven by the skin of our teeth or we can grab ahold of the mercy horn dig deep and start fighting. I am not saying that everyone needs to find a pulpit to preach from. What I am saying is that everyone of us must hit our knees and start crying out to God. We started to we were so close when the vid first hit. The church hit its knees and we wept. I remember walking into the chapel at work blaring worship music and on my knees crying to the Most High God. What has happened to those people? We have lost track of why God placed us here. No not all of us but most of us.

It is time to put some more wood on the fire! It is time the prayer meeting at church has more in it then the Sunday service. It is time the Men of this country put down the pride and get on our knees of God’s alter and start crying out. Where are the Men of the Pure Church. The men that are called by God to be Holy and separate from the world? Where are the women crying out to God over their husbands? Where are the fighters that will speak up?

The church has been sitting quiet for way to long. I am not saying that we need to be loud mouths bible bullies. What I am saying is that we need to be voicing our beliefs and morals onto the world instead of the world forcing theirs on us. I have been praying for revival in my own heart. I have been asking God to pick and prod the evil that is still in me.

When the pure Church of Christ is forced to stand I want to be a participant in the blood of Christ and not just a by product of His sacrifice.

Many Blessings