Fire in our hearts - Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTS
CITY ON A HILL
A child went home from our meeting and wrote a song:
The mountains of pride, the mountains of sin,
Shall all flow down at the presence of him
Who comes with fire!
That was our expectation. Revival was the talk of the day.
Routine was over and we were moving on.
There were many new faces at the first leaders’ gathering
of the year as over a hundred of us met at Cornhill. The ministry
was on awakening. Revivals, we noted, were shortlived;
they ran their course and died. Often it was from lack of commitment,
but that wasn’t our problem. Over-familiarity with
God was our crime.
‘This is the one I esteem,’ we read, ‘he who is humble and
contrite in spirit, and trembles at my word’ (Is 66:2). Our
hearts were searched that evening and there were tears. At
midnight we stepped out silently into the cold night, much
subdued.
The following Friday the evangelists stayed in and prayed
for a mission we were planning to hold the next day in Rugby.
There was more weeping and a strong expectancy that God
would move among us. In Rugby the ministry was very urgent
and the word cut home, exposing our indifference, selfinterest
and lack of oneness. During the bread and wine many
knelt together and wept.
Judgement had begun at the house of God. Programmes
were suspended and for two months no notice sheets appeared.
The elders’ meeting was cancelled and we held a
church meeting instead. Noel spoke of revival. Real desire
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