I always feel so under-qualified in the language and infantile in revival understanding, but anyone who is an ardent watcher of the times can see that something big is stirring and building across the earth. Revival is here and God brings it to refresh, recalibrate and refuel His children. I hear these amazing stories of God touching people’s lives and nations and families being turned upside down and right-side-up by His power and presence. There was a time I took offence that all these things were happening around me and that there was something wrong with me, and hence “I missed out” on the move of God. But since the journey of rediscovering His amazing love for me, the suspicions of a Father who held His love from me were displaced by awe.

Then something else began to challenge me as well, that God wants to pour out greater measures of His other-worldly love on humanity, starting with His children, that this love of His would flow through them. I understood that the more His beloved would be more intimate with Him, the more she would be like Him. I understood that the more His beloved looks like Him, the more she would live like He would have lived, as well as be misunderstood by His contemporaries as deceived, crazy and from the devil.

To be church that is flowing in the power and presence of God and living out her prophetic identity through her worship actions in the world is costly though. Just like Jesus paid a high price to bring sinners into His kingdom and glory, we pay a high price to live out that kingdom that’s within us in the world today. The question is are we willing to pay the price of being ridiculed, labelled, rejected and still keep our eyes on the One who is greater than the tyrannical power of lifeless religion that comes to choke the freedom of the Spirit? His love is what makes us keep pressing into Jesus’ realm of mystery even when you get warned that you’re in too deep. His love is a furnace that burns away all fear of man, till all that is left is a life ready to go where He says “Go”. I’ve come to this realization that everything I can have in God is only a breath away, yet fear of being judged by man can make it seem like it’s so distant. But this is a declaration of emancipation, that NOTHING that Jesus died for is locked away in the Christian relic museum of “what our predecessors had”. It is my inheritance and I can have it. We can have it now. But only the hungry are filled.