I was walking home from breakfast. A sudden wind that blew so strongly that I almost could not open my eyes. The Holy Spirit spoke gently and said, "If you are willing to pay the price, you will see revival happen in your generation."
Am I willing to pay the price of brokeness? Am I willing to pay the price of purity? Am I willing to pay the price on my knees? Am I a vessel that God can use?
Lord, help me to pay the price. Help me to be so broken. Break me as you broke Jacob. Cause my heart to be so pure and broken before you. If you can use anything Lord, please use me. I want to be like David who served his generation before he died. I want to be like Paul who fought the good fight and finish the race before he died. I want my name to be included amongst those in the Hall of Faith. Lord hear my cries of desperation.
