Fire in our hearts - Jesus Army

FIRE IN OUR HEARTS
NEW GENERATION
known and loved. It was a rose-tinted memory. Now we had
adapted to the culture and lowered the drawbridge it was
inevitable that wordly influences should come. God’s fire
would purify them.
Two weeks later there was another outbreak. As Steve spoke
about the bowl of oil it was if the angel had arrived and was
pouring it all over them. People felt they were soaked in healing
oil. Everyone was excited. They laughed, cried, prayed
out or just shook and fell. Prophecy was unleashed; wherever
this oil was allowed to flow there would be change. Eyes would
be opened. Ears unblocked. Prison bars melted.
Around this time Steve attended a Toronto-style meeting
and from then on kept waking up at exactly 5.55 in the morning.
One Saturday night the Lord woke him up suddenly and
urged him to go downstairs and look out of the window. Steve
groaned. It was winter. But he dressed and went down.
‘What do you see?’ the Lord asked. Under the orange streetlights
Steve watched someone unloading sacks of bread on
the doorstep. (This was free bread for the homeless).
‘Er, I see a white van — and lots of free bread.’
That was all. A puzzled Steve climbed gratefully back into
bed. The next morning Steve intended to preach from Isaiah
55. He turned to the passage: ‘You who have no money; come,
buy and eat... Why spend money on what is not bread?’ Ah —
free bread! That was why God woke him up! He was bringing
living bread to the house.
In the morning meeting he spoke on the need to hear and
eat God’s word. Listen-eat-live-do: this was Isaiah. Remark-
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