Where are the intercessors?
A tragedy of our age is the shrinking ranks of a worthy ministry.
What will happen when you need someone to pray for you today?
Many of us can point to salvation and safety purchased by the prayers of elder and seasoned prayer warriors.
Who’s protection and salvation are we purchasing with our prayers?
The legion of prayer warriors raised in the fiery rebirth of Pentecost have passed the stage, and we find ourselves in a situation much like that mentioned below.
“And he saw that there was no man, and wondered that there was no intercessor:” Isaiah 59:16
I have sweet memories as my life has been graced by many an aged saint whose face held the history of many years. Eyes that had shed countless tears and old hands that had wrestled in the realm of prayer.
Our churches of long-standing are filled with empty places where God’s precious saints stood as sentries of the spirit. Their passing left more than an empty seat but a void in the realm of prayer.
Are there places empty because no one has taken the task to stand in the gap?
We see it everywhere if we will be bold enough to look, “Where are the intercessors?”
We are having a revival in many places in uncanny ways. If God allowed us to pull back the veil of time and eternity, we would see the benefit we are enjoying the benefit of prayers still alive though prayed by a long-dead saint.
What will the next generation do when they no longer have a memory of these praying people?
We are the generation of endless entertainment and limitless information.
With headphones in our ears, images in our faces, and lives filled with the clutter of emptiness.
Can today’s New Converts gain anything in our prayer rooms?
Where will they learn the art of intercession if there is no one interceding?
My challenge to myself is to rededicate myself to the heavy work of intercession.
A burden to save a fruitless tree?
We see through the conversation of the keeper of the vineyard in his words, “Lord give me one more year! Let me fertilize it, Give me one more chance to save the tree!”
This calling requires no degree or superior intellect.
It only requires a heart that can catch a glimpse of what is essential to God.
Let us enroll in the army of intercessors.
Can you hear the call to re-dig the spring where tears flow?
To reprime the pump where burdens are born?
Where are you?
I would not be here today if someone had not prayed for me.
No doubt that is true for you.
We must pay it, or rather, pray it forward.
It’s time to reach and save others through our unceasing prayers.
Will you heed the call and on your knees fall? If you don’t pray, they very well might be lost.
Their destiny rests on your willingness to pray.
In Him, By Him, Through Him,
I wrote this the first time in 2006. While rereading and proofing it, I was reminded of this message.
You owe it to yourself to listen.