The last preacher (Haunted October)

Somewhere in the backwoods

Of Appalachia

Down a dark road

At the end of a zip code

Where internet lines

And WiFi cannot go….

Maybe out there….

Maybe there

There is still an understanding

That there is a faith

That reaches further

Than a hashtag

A faith that started

Way back in a Sunday school

Where you learned how to pray…

Do you remember?

Where you learned about Daniel and the Lions Den

Where you learned about the Apostle Paul…

Meeting God

I’m talking about

Something bigger than a newsfeed

Something bigger than NPR

Something quicker than an APP

I’m talking about something deeper

More moving

Than the current trend

Of pop culture billboard 100

——

I’m talking about the

Wake you up

In the middle of the night

Because your soul is being drawn to its knees

To pray for your brother

Your children

Because the enemy

The devil

Is come to steal kill and destroy

He is a liar ….

I’m talking about

Something bigger than

The next big thing

——–

God said

“Be not afraid.”

Why would he say that?

Unless there was something to be afraid of?

——–

I’m talking about an understanding

A deep understanding

In your soul

Your bones

A fire

To take back your peace and your home

The devil is a liar

He came to steal kill and destroy

But there is power in the,hashtag?

Self help?

Self work?

New thing?

No this is an old thing

This is a blood that was poured over the alter in heaven

This is a blood that understands

The earth will be cast away

It will be burned

This is all temporary

But this is something

That will raise you to stand up

And take back what’s yours

Tired

Tired

of

The suicides

The overdoses

The depressions

The lies

The lies

The lies

——-

He didn’t say

Ask

If you could just start another group

Another support group

Another

Me

And mine

Social commentary

——–

This is all temporary

We are made of star stuff

Meant to return to the heavens

And

I’m ready

For a get back what’s yours

Shake off the enemy

Stop trying to impress

And not offend

I’m talking about you on your knees

Because you’ve seen defeat

You’ve been surrounded

You’ve lost too much

You can’t go back

You’re not the same

And you see the face of God

And you raise up a new standard

With fire in your bones

And God moves over your house

Like fire from the heavens

And burns the foundations

And the dust beneath it

——-

I’m talking about a Gospel that lasted through concentration camps

I’m talking about a

Gospel that ran on hymns

Written on the shore

From the soul

From the sorrow

From the need

Like a cry in the middle of the night

You can’t replace

“I need thee every hour…”

“It is well with my soul.”

You can’t replace that with five writers and a pop station

Give me something with power

When I’m alone

At night

And the enemy is whispering in my ear

“You know you’re a failure

You should just kill your self

You’re nothing

You’re nobody

Nobody loves you

You’re a failure and a quitter.”

Give me something with power

That can meet me there

In the night.

Because a pop station

And a yogurt shop

Isn’t going to save my soul

“At the cross at the cross ….”

“His name is Jesus.”

Somewhere there is a remnant

That still remains

That hears his voice

And prays

——–

Prays for their co workers

Prays for their friends

Prays for their community

Prays for their country

Prays

Prays

Prays

I’m talking about knowing God.

Not knowing thyself

Self help

Me me me mine

I

“Lights shine every where we go

It’s so bright and happy.”

I’m not talking about that

I’m talking about a kind of knowing

That helped our grandparents through concentration camps

I’m talking about

A fire

That helped the martyred church

I’m talking about not being liked

But being sustained in spirit

And caring less

And living more.

Through knowing

Knowing God.

I don’t know that we are ready

I don’t know that we are ready

God

Help me to be ready.

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