We have more gadgets, more toys, more gizmos, more technologies than ever before. We have the choice of foods from every continent at our finger tips. We have cable television, optical broadband, wireless laptops, iPhones, bluetooth car kits, digital photoframes, plasma screens and millions of other time saving, life enhancing gadgets. Yet we are the most miserable people of the face of the earth.
Doe God hear our cries and provide for His people? Yes, the great goal of God is the promotion of His glory and the benefit of you. I look back to the providence of God and how He supplies all of my needs according to His riches, mercy and grace. I can but only boast in the cross. This journal entry is testimony to God declaring His plans and purposes over my life and what He has determined to do.
Imagine telling someone about ‘pineapple’ or ‘ice-cream’ never having tasted or at least even smelt it yourself. Wouldn’t that do great injustice to the tangy taste of ‘pineapple’ and the creamy coldness of ‘ice-cream’. This is what Christians often do when they tell people about Jesus without ever personally experiencing His fullness.
There are over 10,000 conferences that happen every year. The ‘Revival Conference’ is not to be just another conference but a honest, sincere, earnest plea for the desperate need of revival. There is no cost to attend the event. No materials will be sold. There will be no big bands. The conference will have the chief object to be God-glorifying. The speakers will come on their own accord trusting God for provision. There will be no emphasis on money during the event. The event will be a simple, apostolic, yearning for a genuine biblical revival in our day. The conference is hosted by the ministry of SermonIndex.net and is a inter-denominational event.
Last night I had the misfortune of watching (I shudder at the thought of calling of it Christian television, so I’ll call it religious noise) one hour of religious noise on so-called Christian television. It was embarrassing to say the least to watch these popular, much loved televangelists using every trick and gimmick in the industry to milk the gullible and vulnerable of their finances, time and hopes. It was an hour of imported, American, man-centered humanism, where man was the goal and object of everything. By the end of it, my spirit felt grieved and rather nauseous. It was cotton candy to the maximum.
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