Why I cannot honor closed churches about the "pandemic"
This video of my Pastor Locke says it so perfectly: What do they say now, to re-open?
Have no Fear? Believe in the Power of the name of Jesus?
Finding out that my mega-church here in Louisville was closed during covid was the beginning of my dis-illusion with the church. The people I love so much. The pastor who I love so much - I have to leave behind, so to speak.... because I am not, I cannot be, Luke Warm.
So what to do? It has taken me about 5-6 months... it has taken loss of nearly every single person from that church.... it has taken, finally, deep prayer with the Holy Spirit to guide me. The Holy Spirit comes to testify and glorify Jesus to me, over and over and stokes my fire. And I have argued and wrestled, asked and wept about why would such a powerful church ask and provide so little? Warmth. Yes. Coziness. Yes. Comfort. Yes.
Jesus? Not very much. Sin? No. Repentance? No. Word for word from the WORD? No. Pick up your cross? No. This requires so much work. This requires the discomfort of awareness of our sin and the on-going need for repentance. And the on-going work of stoking the fire. The Fire of the Holy Spirit. I am on Fire. I am Fire.
Where is the Hunger? Where is the Fear? Where is the Desire?
It has taken all these months as the world falls apart, as the dots are so clear to connect when viewed through the lens of spiritual warfare. All things, through spiritual warfare. It has taken all these month to rise up, look up, live-up - and realize I am an ACTS Church. And to realize everyone does not choose that. Everyone does not choose trembling and fire.
I AM AN ACTS CHURCH. Everyday. Praise God.

