The Beauty of Revival

The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise

What we have heard,

What we have seen with our eyes,

Concerning the word of life

As Revival comes, it is like a virus that spreads

It does not discriminate against this person or that

It is not contained as with nuclear material

But it is explosive and branches out like tree roots

Yet we cannot control it

Should I stay or go?

I will stay and fast from the sidelines

Hoping it will reach me in an organic fashion.

I've heard of your works, Lord

It is not loud and boisterous

There are no lights or fog machines

Just pure unadulterated joy

For if it will reach me I will rejoice

For that is what I have prayed for

But if it doesn't

It is still an answer to prayer - my prayer