My heart is full and the burden I feel for God’s people comes out in my drawings. What I can’t say with my voice, I say with my pencils. My thoughts are many and in trying to sort them out I have been able to focus on the HOPE of GOD, while feeling the pain of the church. I’ve talked to many people this week and what I am hearing are words of revival. Revival doesn’t come easy and it’s not a magic pill that you take. It requires prayer, diligence and a willingness to drag yourself up and out of the mire. To DO something about your situation. God’s not going to do it for you. You have to make changes, get honest and hear the Truth that is being spoken into your bones.
I have heard the pain of parents whose children have gone astray and made bad decisions and gotten into trouble. I’ve also heard the JOY when the child returns to where they were raised in love and Truth. I’ve heard the devotion of parents who are willing to let their children go in order for them to come back smarter, wiser and better.
I have heard the pain and distress of people involved in church divisions. There comes a time in everyone’s life when they have to make a decision to stand up for God. It’s personal and should always be measured by what God’s Word says. All circumstances are different . You have to ask yourself some hard questions and then determine what your answer will be. Only you know that answer. Some people choose to leave, while others may stay. Either way- there has to be a willingness to change. Without a willing and changed heart we will die.
When things die, they stink and rot. Buzzards are scavengers that eat rotten things. They can smell death. They dive in low and they wait for death to come.
Now let’s be honest here-the state of the church universal isn’t what it once was. There is a great spiritual warfare going on inside and outside the church. Satan is tricky and he knows how to pit good people against each other. What we need to do is get smart and fight back. We do this by reading and studying our scriptures. We test everything to the Word of God. This requires prayer, work and diligence on our part. A commitment to GOD.
Our Pastors and leaders need us to be the people God intended for us to be. We need to transform our minds with the Word of God and not be conformed to what the world is saying. The world doesn’t care about you and doesn’t want what is good for you. The world is selfish and greedy. We need to stand up and fight no matter how we feel, how little we are or who we are. For crying out loud, we are God’s children! It doesn’t get any better than that!
In my drawing you see buzzards lying in wait on the steeple of the church. The steeple is a dried up tree. There’s no life left in the tree. Deadness has replaced the cross. The buzzards are hungry and they smell death looming in the pews. Oh, trust me, for those of you who are shocked or grossed out- good! You should be! I know I am. When God lays something like this on my hands I can’t keep it to myself. It’s a message for all of us.
How does death get into the church? Complacency, sitting on our hands, making excuses why we can’t do a bible study or help in the nursery, not tithing God’s money back to the church so the church can operate and be a light in the community, and on and on and on.
There are flies around the buzzards. Flies like death too.
Over the doorway you see a buzzard in confrontation with a yellow songbird. He is mean and angry because the songbird is making a stand and singing God’s praises and blessings over the church. Even though the songbird is little-he is mighty in what he professes in his tweeting.
( for all of you tweeters out there- make sure that what you tweet is of God.)
He is singing: ( Psalm 92)
“What a beautiful thing, God, to give thanks, to sing an anthem to you,
the High God! To announce your love each daybreak,
sing your faithful presence all through the night,
Accompanied by dulcimer and harp,
the full-bodied music of strings.”
Then the choir in the tree chimes in:
“ You made me so happy, God
I saw your work and I shouted for joy.
How magnificent your work, God!
How profound your thoughts!”
When we make a stand for God, it keeps the buzzards out.
The songbirds in the tree represent the committed people of God who work for Him.
Church leaders, seniors, mothers, fathers, teenagers, tweens, and children.
The songbird over the door is YOUR PASTOR. The words that flow from their mouth come from God. Listen to them. Talk to them. Share your struggles with them. They want to hear from you. They want to help you however they can.
They have been called by God to speak love, hope and peace into your life.
The sunrise in the distance is the revival that is coming.
The doves are flanking it, escorting the Holy Spirit into town…
Will you keep the buzzards out and make a stand and shine for God?