I'm baking a lemon cake. It smells so good in the house.
Revival. The coming revival. Yr, basically it's a great and mighty moving of the Holy Spirit (God) across the land touching hearts and minds. There have been a few revivals in history. I guess the most recent one was in the '70s and I kind of remember it. In my high school there were a few Jesus freaks and they were part of that revival. Before that, in the early 1900s there was one called the Azusa Street Revival. It went on for three years. The denomination that my church belongs to is an outgrowth of that particular revival.
God decides when revival will come but we're supposed to be prepared for it whenever it happens. We're supposed to pray about it in advance. And we should be studying the Holy Bible and know what is in it. Everyone has an opinion. But opinions are like noses - everybody's got one. So a Christian ought to know what the Bible really says so we're ready to apply it when the chance comes. This one I just memorized, "Jesus said, 'You are in error because you do not know the Scriptures or the power of God.'" Wow. It gave me pause for thought and I figure the verses that stick in my mind must be for me.
Revival starts within the church. Believers get tired or stale or lukewarm or just move away from godly living. First they get "revived." From there it spreads like fire to those outside the church just like Pentecost (when the fire went into the upper room where the apostles were) which was at first just for the Jewish people, but it spread to the Gentiles.
You can't quote me on this as I could be mistaken, but I think God can also bring up a new generation that is part of a major revival of faith. I think this is very possible and even likely. In the Bible, one generation equals 20 years.
And also, revival is preceded by bad times, spread of corruption, and moral depravity. I think we're there?
It's exciting to think there could be a revival in my lifetime. I'd like to see it and be part of it. Since I inadvertently played my pastor's sermon over the loudspeakers in Zumba dance, I've had full blown conversations about church, religion, and God break out in a small group who attend class. I don't start it, but I listen and sometimes comment. I've found out one gal in my front row leads a Catholic church youth group. I think God is stirring things up around me. He's telling me to be awake. Awake.
I hope I explained it okay.
Oh. And my husband, I hope will be part of it. Lately he's been coming to church. I mean, like even more than twice in a row. And last Sunday he wore a nice white tailored shirt. Yeah, no kidding.