Romans 13:11-12: “And do this, knowing the time, that now it
is high time to awake out of sleep; for now our salvation is
nearer than when we first believed. The night is far spent
the day is at hand. Therefore let us cast off the works of
darkness, and let us put on the armor of light.”
My heart
is heavy, my soul is burdened, and as so many who have been
called, anointed and charged to preach a message of warning
and repentance to this nation, I am a weary man. Though the
time is upon us, though undeniable events continue to come
to pass, still most of Christendom suffers from a severe
case of abject indifference. I often feel as though I am a
man standing outside a building engulfed in flames,
screaming at the top of my lungs for those inside to come
out, to save themselves, to escape the fire, while all the
while, those inside stand by the windows and wave merrily,
coffee in one hand, donut in the other, unaware of the
tragedy that is about the befall them. Seeing that they
will not heed the warning, the only option left is to run
into the burning building and drag as many out, by force if
need be, and lead them to safety. This is the mindset that
I have adopted over the years, for since early youth, when I
served as my grandfather’s translator, I realized that some
would hear and heed, but most would not.
There is
no doubt God has been merciful to this nation, first having
raised up men from within your own borders to speak a heavy
but needed truth, men who were promptly dismissed or
ridiculed as being instigators, those who would enjoy to
stir up provocation, simply for the sake of being
provocative. Though the message fell, in large part, on
deaf ears, they labored, and wept, and labored some more,
for it was their calling, their mission, their sovereign
duty toward an omnipotent God, one they could not as readily
dismiss, as the message itself had been by the masses.
Then in
His infinite mercy, God called on faithful servants from
half a world away, and placed the same message in their
hearts, in some cases almost identical, and sent them in the
hope that perhaps the nation might heed the message if
spoken from new lips. These too were promptly rejected,
either for being too harsh, not having the right
credentials, or not having graduated from a proper
theological seminary. We have found a reason, and an excuse
to reject every messenger that has come, that has spoken and
that has warned.
In their
hearts, some consider, that surely God is merciful enough to
send yet another messenger, to give yet another warning, as
though they were waiting for a bus, they think to
themselves, ‘I’ll catch the next one, I’ll believe next
one,’ but I say to you this day, the warnings have ended. To
be clear in what I am trying to relay, for this is the core
reason I write this article today, I will repeat myself: the warnings have ended. No new messengers are waiting
in the wings, no new warnings are coming, but merely
the visions and forewarnings of the specific judgments that
are about to unfold. These words are not my own,
and I write them with a heavy heart, but on three separate
occasions while in prayer, I heard the same phrase repeated,
over and over again: ‘the warnings have ended, the
warnings have ended.’
The time
has come for the true servants of God to weep between the
porch and the altar, to lament and cry out, to stand in the
gap and be fearless for righteousness’ sake. If you must
stand alone dear brother, then so stand, for you will be in
good company, counted among such giants of the faith as
Elijah, Isaiah, Jeremiah and Ezekiel. They too stood alone
in the face of overwhelming odds, with only the truth of
God’s Word on their side, but the truth proved to be more
than enough. So I say this day, to you whom God has been
urging to step up, to take up the charge, to be on the front
lines of the battle that is raging, be fearless in unmasking
deception, and propagating righteousness, for you are on the
side of right. If our desire were to spread a false gospel,
to deceive the sheep, to bring division to the house of God,
then there would be reason for fear, for God Himself would
be set against us, but since He stands with you, since He is
the one urging you into battle, be bold, and brave and
confident in Him and you will always be the majority.
Recently
I was rereading Foxe’s Book of Martyrs, and weeping, thought
to myself, where have all the valiant defenders of truth
gone, those that even in the face of death would proclaim
the name of Christ, and pour out their lives to their final
breath for His sake, with a smile on their lips? Is their
time past? Surely it cannot be, for this is the greatest
time in the history of the Church, the time in which God
needs warriors, faithful and true, fearless and
uncompromising to do battle against the forces of
darkness. No, the time for the valiant, faithful soldier is
not passed, but rather many of those who have been called to
this service are quick to bow out, finding either excuse or
justification for their unwillingness to do battle.
The time
has come to blow the trumpet, while time still remains, for
it is quickly running out, and the sheep that slumber are
too many to number. It is incumbent upon all servants of
righteousness to proclaim truth, and defend it, if need be
with their very lives.
Jude
20-23, “But you, beloved, building yourselves up on your
most holy faith, praying in the Holy Spirit, keep yourselves
in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus
Christ unto eternal life. And on some have compassion,
making a distinction; but others save with fear, pulling
them out of the fire, hating even the garment defiled by the
flesh.”
