I cannot really get over the challenge that the Lord laid on my heart at Boksburg lake yesterday. He led me to a part of the lake where the water was deep, dark and dirty ... very dirty. Ohhh, did I mention it is icy cold too! As I stood there looking down into the unpleasant water, I felt Him ask me in the spirit ... If you want to clean this up, how dirty are you willing to get. Are you willing to get your fingertips dirty, or are you willing to jump in with everything you are, and get really smothered with the dirty water while you clean up the mess? So in the spirit world ... How willing are we to get involved. Willing to get our spiritual fingers wet? OR willing to jump in and be available 100% in every area the Lord wants to use.
Has me contemplating ... and now hopefully you too. (smile ... sorry)
This day I got a clear word that I want to share with you. I believe in my heart this is something that we should pray for, for Boksburg. I will say it as honest as I can, without condemnation of any person or church or group.
There is life in Boksburg. There are things happening. Services are rendered. People are doing jobs. When one stands on the outside looking in, there are things happening. You can see life and you can see lots of movement. You even can see fruits of the labour and see areas of growth. But when you come close ... When you get to the core of it. When you get to the heart of what makes it happen ... It is barren. It is empty. The outside is a beautiful facade, but the inside has been eaten by hatred, mistrust, vandalism, pride ... in fact it as like damaged by fire ... all burnt and of no use. We need to pray that Boksburg will get its heart right. In the natural as well as in the spirit.
I say this in humbleness and love, because I speak what has been laid on my heart.
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Wednesday, June 08, 2005
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