I remember the early days when my dad used to put up a tent in many areas of durban. i still remember the smell of sawdust on the floor, the broken red carpet in front of the old wooden platform and pulpit, the new converts kneeling as they gave their lives to Jesus and Received His in Return. The Good old days when sin was sin and Holiness was a reality, a total separation from the world and a separation to Christ! The good old days, when the preacher was a preacher of the Word, not a motivational speaker. The good old days, when even the sinner had respect for the church of Jesus Christ, and would take his hat off as he walked past the Church! You know, The Good Old Days! When money was not the motivation for you to minister and Blessing the people was. The Good Old Days when the Name, And The Blood of Jesus was preached from almost every pulpit, and being Filled with The Holy Spirit was the next step after water baptism. I say! Bring Back the early days, when the only time it would be right to kiss a man was if you had to give him the kiss of life or mouth to mouth resuscitation. Let us get Back to the Word and Out of Hyper Grace. Back to the place of Dynamic Faith in Gods Love and Faithfulness. Its time to kick the money changers tables over and Allow Jesus Back Into His Church............lew
Posted on: Fri, 18 Apr 2014 19:41:13 +0000
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