Homesick for Heaven!

I have been thinking a lot about my Aunt Emmer (my great Aunt Emma who was also like a grandmother too.) The month of February was not only her birthday but the month she passed away. I keep hearing some words shared at her funeral by one of the pastors... that when my Aunt Emmer led song services at church, it was simpler times of worship, but those times brought a great move of the Holy Ghost, times when people went with an expectation for miracles and healings and to hear a word from the Lord.

I do know it will never be like those days of old, but I am thankful to be a part of a church that doesn't seek to entertain but to disciple, where hymns from long ago, can still be sung, and where there is liberty for the Holy Spirit to move, and where there is still a word from the Lord that goes forth with power and victory. A church that will help encourage you and build you up to make it through the week.

It is not about numbers as far as attendance, as much as it is about salvations. After my eyes being opened this week in a different view, to see so much sickness, bad news, having to mute commercials because they are full of horrible things just to try to watch a decent show, seeing movie previews in which Hollywood has done nothing but turned a Bible story into something evil and perverted, the Bible being rewritten instead of reread, churches completely compromising God's house into nothing but an entertainment center, even the strongest Christians being deceived by satan himself, pastors throwing everything away for a life of sin, social media being polluted by horrendous spam by spineless people who sit behind their computer to try to make others look bad, Christians loosing their lives left and right for the cause of Christ, as a tear falls down my face... I know Aunt Emmer, or any of my other loved ones who have gone on, would in no way want to come back to this earth. I have faced battles with sickness and depression and the enemy with his lies that my life has no purpose so just go back to a life of sin, but I rise up above it reminding the devil that the word of God says that sin is pleasurable but only for a season. I have no desire to be in that season ever again, and I won't go back, but it breaks my heart to know people will have returned to these sin seasons, when the Lord comes back, the great falling away has already begun. The enemy is running rampant on God's children, because he knows his time is running out. We have no choice but to hang in there as Christians, and keep trusting God for it will all be over in the twinkling of an eye. Truly, I have never been this homesick before.

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