I saw myself standing near the cliff of death. There 500 souls were clinging on the edge for their dear lives. There screams were heart wrenching. I stood there helpless, for there were just too many for them and I am unable to reach them. At that moment the Holy Spirit said,"Son, just pray for them." I dropped on knees, standing in the gap between the living and the dead I prayed and cried out to God and as I did that, Angels desecnded and started carrying these kids to safe ground.
My heart breaks for the teens in gangs, in drugs. My heart breaks for the kids who are broken and rejected. For those standing in the fringe of society. Yet I am so helpless and unable to save them. I am desperate for a move of God in this generation because I really want to see these kids ushered into God's kingdom.
Lord, help me to pay the price on my knees. I am desperate for this generation to be saved from the cliff of death, from the fires of eternal damnation.
