Dancing around a platform and screaming insults to the devil achieves nothing, and the enemy laughs in our face at our supposed 'victories' we claim on the big screens surrounded by flashing lights and haze machines to create an 'atmosphere'. The singer, stirring up emotionalism in the masses in front of them, is nothing more than a player and a performer.
It's all a noise that just needs swithcing off.
Pull the plugs out, and what is left? Nothing but a vacuum and a disappointed audience with no rock band and no crazed drummer stirring up something which their carnal interpretations call 'God's presence'.
Only those who have understanding will know what I am saying, the rest are blind: for the great multitude are sucked into the 'performance', the delusion of the so-called 'apostle', 'prophet', or whatever else they may call themselves these days.
Seen it all before. God is waiting for his true Warriors and true Guardians to arise from their slumber, and strike the ground with the true word of God to this compromised generation of church-goers. What is the chaff to the wheat?
From the very soil of this country will arise a true blood-line of those who are destined to come to this moment in time and deliver the hammer and the true fire of God's Word. Few will know what I am talking about because they prefer to believe a lie, as always.
So long as the music entertains more than the preaching of the true word of God, so long it is nothing but carnality wrapped in spiritual-looking 'bling'. Don't like it? Don't accept it?
I do not care, for it simply means you have no ears to hear and no eyes to see what God is really saying.
Come, sons of the true heroes of the kingdom, of the blood-line of those who carried the true authority in forgotten previous generations; and without title or glamour, bring the thundering word to a people who claim to be true Believers, but who know not God.
'Where is the God of Elijah?'
