noise you hear before a storm hits. Praise and Worship flash like
lightning illuminating the house of God. Our Prayers rip through the
sky and crack the spiritually dead streets causing the lost to look
around in confusion. There's always the calm before the storm, but
that time is over. Philadelphia is screaming out for Revival. Not a
Revival to come but REVIVAL NOW.
MY GOD WILL NOT COME QUIETLY. HIS VOICE WILL BOOM IN THE SKY AND THE
WORLD WILL STARE IN AWE AT OUR KING. THE BLOOD OF JESUS WILL POUR OUT
OF HEAVEN AND DRENCH THE STREETS OF PHILADELPHIA. FLASHES OF
TRANSFORMATION WILL LIGHT UP THE SKY AS THE ARMY OF THE LORD MARCHES
IN THE DARKNESS. THE ENEMY FLEES. CAN'T YOU SEE HIM RUNNING? DO YOU
SEE THE BROKEN FALLING TO THEIR KNEES? WILL YOU WITNESS THE POWER OF
GOD OVER THIS CITY OR WILL YOU PARTICIPATE IN IT?
The Sound of Revival is rising. They say the storm is the calmest
before it hits, but I'm tired of being contained. The Holy Spirit
inside me has been waiting to be unleashed to another level. I am the
WILDMAN of GOD. God is calling me to the front line. He knows I love
being in the storm and battling the enemy in the muddy trenches of war
for the souls trapped in the same prison I escaped from. Let's get our
hands dirty for the things of God.
I'M GOING TO WAR. Who's coming with me?
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