Touch Us with Conviction

I’ve been a subscriber to David Wilkerson’s daily devotional e-mail for a long time. When I opened my inbox this morning, the subject line simply read, “Press Release.”

My jaw dropped when I read that he had passed away yesterday. After a few more clicks, I learned that he had died in a car accident in Texas. His wife remains in critical condition, according to what I read.

Everyone who has ever encountered David Wilkerson must have their own story of how this man affected them. His message demanded a response because it focused, with laser-like precision, on Christ.

Mine began when I was just a little boy. I remember seeing his newsletters around the house. My mom was on the mailing list. I think someone from church introduced them to her. At some point I started reading them, though I’m sure I understood very little of the message at that age. But I remember very clearly the colorful titles and pull quotes. In my childlike vision, it almost seemed as if righteous flames somehow jumped off those pages. I sensed power. And everything was drenched Continue reading

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“But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name.” John 1:12

The sky was dark and heavy all day long. One of those days that sticks to the skin like a wet blanket. And so now as I find myself reflecting over the day, I feel downcast and guilty. I suppose the Israelites had days like this, too, trekking through the mud and slop on the way out of Egypt.

Days when they couldn’t see progress. Days when they didn’t make great strides or have observable breakthroughs. Days when nothing jumped from the dirt or opened up on the horizon for which they could be thankful. Days when they were living for bread — and when manna from heaven looked ordinary.

Judging from history, that’s not a good place to be.

And if we let that wet blanket stick for too long, it will start drying, even if very slowly, to the point that we don’t even notice it anymore. These are the times when we look to other distractions to get our minds away from our perceived reality. These are the times when we risk not walking and living by faith.

And the next thing we know, we are subsisting on stale crumbs. We even grow selfish and possessive of these crumbs, which do nothing but nourish our distraction.

But praise God that His Holy Spirit lives in us, that His Spirit draws us from death to life, even amid the dark gloom of a steady downpour.

There is victory every time God tugs at your heart and prompts you to set your eyes on a verse. A single verse has the power to sparkle like angel’s food among dust, dirt and weeds. How many of us have stopped looking at and reading Scripture, feeling or believing the pages of our Bibles have grown ordinary and common? Have His promises lost their sparkle?

If so, refrain from condemning yourself any longer. He is faithful to restore and accomplish.

“Do not call to mind the former things,
Or ponder things of the past.
“Behold, I will do something new,
Now it will spring forth;
Will you not be aware of it?
I will even make a roadway in the wilderness,
Rivers in the desert.” Isaiah 43:18,19

He has given us the right to become children. His children. He has received us and not cast us out of His Presence. Even on days when we think we have failed. On days when we think we have missed it. On days when the grey sky above us seems to offer no promise or help. And on days when the mud and grime stick to our feet and skin as condemnation.

Never forget that He is springing forth a new thing right now. He’s already in the process of doing it. His plans are final. Roads WILL open. The pathways WILL clear even when there doesn’t seem any hope of taking another step. The river IS here now, flowing with all the power we need to move forward even in the darkest of days. But it takes a strength of vision to see it and receive it. Let it flow. Let Him flow.

Look, by faith. And receive.