Up here on Rocky Top the power is out!! We are sitting in the dark. We have a few candles flickering and one huge flashlight but these sources of light do little to illuminate this house or the dark night outside. On Rocky Top when the power goes out, we also have no water due to being on a well. So not only is it dark and hot in the house, very soon it will also be “stinky”! I am hoping you can figure this out without further explanation.
Powerful winds tore over the lake yesterday ripping down trees and huge limbs. The yard is filled with debris.
Preacher drove around looking for “the problem”. God has gifted him with the ability to see the problem, know the solution and speak to it.
About 100 yards from our front door was the problem. A power line was down, coiled up in the middle of the road along with bits and pieces of a large tree.
Knowing the problem, the solution was evident, appropriate calls were made and then we waited for the power to be restored. The line needed to be reconnected to the source of power.
As we waited, news came across my phone of violence in our land. Preacher and I discussed the events of the week in the darkness.
Before we fell asleep, we prayed in the darkness.
“Therefore justice is far from us, and righteousness does not reach us. We hope for the light but there is darkness…….For truth has stumbled in the public square, and honesty cannot enter. TRUTH is missing. The Lord saw that there was no justice, and He was offended. He saw that there was no man and He was amazed that there was no one interceding.”
The power lines are down on my street. They are disconnected from the source of power. Yet the power is there. The power has not disappeared. Someone just has to connect the lines to the source.
Too often first thing in the morning I reach for my phone to check Facebook, Twitter, Fox news or messages instead of hitting my knees to intercede and cry out for His power. I choose to not access His power.
Too often I grab my phone to call someone to discuss a situation instead of discussing first with my Father. I choose to look for power in another source instead of the the One true source.
Too often I choose to try and fix something before seeking His truth and His ways first. I attempt to use my own power.
Too often I pass people without seeing them through His eyes and speaking words of love and encouragement. I choose to not let His power flow through me because I am so focused on myself.
Too often I do not open my mouth and share the Good News of Jesus with others. I choose not to let anyone else know about the One power that can change their lives.
God forgive me! God may I not be the one to allow the power lines to stay down. Lord, may I not be the one to keep His power to myself.
I want power on up here on Rocky Top and in my life! Living in the darkness is hot and smelly.
But more than anything, I want to see His power again moving in our nation!
And dear, dear friends who read this blog faithfully, our nation is one big hot, stinky mess because we as believers have allowed the power lines to go down and choose daily to not connect ourselves to His power and intercede for this nation and world.
We must return to our knees and cry out to God for His light to shine in and through us to our world.
“That light shines in the darkness, yet the darkness has not overcome.”