Fire in our hearts - Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTS
COMMUNICATE!
On our part, we needed to be gracious and tolerant. Without
the soul-healing dynamite of the Spirit some of us fuddyduddies
would never have got there! As it was, it seemed like
things were hotting up. Revival was in the air.
At our August Festival we staged some drama which brought
home this sense of a spiritual awakening. Lights went out in
the Golden Marquee as the keyboards built up some intriguing
sounds. The narrator (a heavily-bearded Rufus) was reading
from Ezekiel 37:
‘So I prophesied as I was commanded. And as I was prophesying
there was a noise and the bones came together, bone
to bone.’
A puff of smoke, a play of coloured beams, and three skeletons
jerked upwards from the stage! Gasps arose from the
thousand-strong crowd. But before they could recover there
was a quick light change and the skeletons were replaced by
a host of farm brothers standing perfectly still, dressed as
the fierce warriors of Israel.
Some of our friends from Chatham looked mildly surprised.
Mind you, they’d seen us doing ‘prophetic drama’ 102 down in
London. Rufus was in his element.
‘Come O breath! Breathe into these slain that they may live!’
The music grew stronger as it portrayed the swirling winds
of God’s power. At its climax Rufus thundered:
‘They came to life and stood up on their feet, a vast army!’
As the motley bunch of ex-homeless, converted new-agers,
travellers and old stagers threw themselves into a wild dance,
we all sang, ‘Mighty warrior, dressed for battle!’ ‘Dry bones’
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