Casting Shadows
Writer Author Jerry Lee Kay Sr.
Christian Article
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Christian Living
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I gave the altar call, told the choir to sing their song of choice, and ask the Holy Spirit to give me a soul that I may present it to my Lord.
He came as a Soft Gentle Breeze and filled the auditorium with a feeling of electricity that only He can bring, sweet and soft that swept over all present that night. Sometimes He comes as a Mighty Rushing Wind that will knock you off your feet and cause you to go to your knees, Not this day, I stood on the platform and beheld His Glory as He touched and filled those that were sensitive to Him, no one moved other than raising their hands in worship, the choir was singing, "There's a Sweet Sweet Spirit in this place". I was hypnotized by the Shekinah presence of God and could no longer stand on my feet, I sat down on the edge of the platform, and gave Holy Spirit the reigns, the Glory of the Lord had filled the house. Some were weeping softly, some were softly praying, some were at the altar, all were in the Spirit.
The Holy Spirit had earlier taken my sermon away, anointed me to teach on an entirely different subject than I had prepared for. He pointed me to the book of Psalms 139:7-18. Poppa has always, since the beginning of my ministry been a little on the active side while teaching/preaching, not this day, this day it was all about the Sweet Love of God and the Holy Spirit appealing to the soul of man. The entire message was delivered in that spirit. This Psalm is a song of profound spiritual experience. All such experience is, by its nature, personal and intimate..the engagement of a soul with God.
I love it when the Father speaks through His Church, and you can see the gifts of the Spirit in operation, I love it when Father speaks through song. This day the Holy Spirit came and spoke through the song. Aaron Wilburn, Gloria and Bill Gaither wrote "It's Beginning to Rain" the singers started singing it so softly it was almost in a soft whisper.
The turtledove is singing the sweet song of morning,
The leaves of the trees turn their silver cups to the sky;
The silent clouds up above are beginning to gather,
The barren land is so thirsty and so am I.
It's beginning to rain hear the voice of our Father,
Saying "Who-so-ever will, come drink of my water;
I promise to pour my Spirit out on your sons and your daughters."
If you're thirsty and dry, look up to the sky, it's beginning to rain.
A young man's eyes start to shine as he tells of his vision,
And the old understand what he sees for they've dreamed their dreams;
With the thrill of being alive they reach for each other,
And they dance in the rain for the joy of the things they've seen.
It's beginning to rain hear the voice of our Father,
Saying "Who-so-ever will, come drink of my water;
I promise to pour my Spirit out on your sons and your daughters."
If you're thirsty and dry, look up to the sky, it's beginning to rain.
At the first drop of rain that you feel, throw open the windows,
Then call all the children together, throw wide the door;
When the rains of the Spirit are falling, fill every vessel,
For he who drinks his fill will thirst no more.
It's beginning to rain hear the voice of our Father,
Saying "Who-so-ever will, come drink of my water;
I promise to pour my Spirit out on your sons and your daughters."
If you're thirsty and dry, look up to the sky, it's beginning to rain.
If you're thirsty and dry, look up to the sky, it's beginning to rain.....It's beginning to rain.
The doors leading to the vestibule from the auditorium had a small opening between the doors and I had noticed through that crack, someone was moving around and had been there for nearly an hour, I thought it probably was one of the elders or a mother with her child. As the singers sang the beautiful song, suddenly a man burst through the doors weeping uncontrollably and waving a pistol in the air, running straight towards the altar and me. It happened so quick no one had time to react, and before I knew it he was handing me the pistol and was on his knees at my feet. It got really quite and I motioned for the singers to continue with the song, handed the Gun to one of the men and got down on my knees holding him in my arms, I began to give thanks to Father for saving this man from whatever he was about to do.
Jesus said, "No man can come to me, except the Father which hath sent me draw him; and I will raise him up at the last day" (John 6:44)
Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: Therefore with loving-kindness have I drawn thee. (Jer.31:3)
The man was on his way to a secluded spot to take his own defeated, downtrodden, brokenhearted life.
Now let me show you how the Holy Spirit will work, he didn't even know a church was there and he ran out of gasoline a few hundred yards before he got there and coasted into the parking lot. He said he noticed the lights on and cars in the parking area and came to see if he could get fuel, as he got to the front of the church he heard someone saying:....
Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me....He said, when I heard those words I stopped dead in my tracks, I was really needing to be held by someone that cared!. And although I had never felt it before, a feeling engulfed me and I knew it was supernatural, it was God! He was holding me and I could feel His arms around me.
The voice continued:
If I say, surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me. Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee. For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb. I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvelous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well. My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being imperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them. How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.
He said, then I heard the most beautiful song I had ever heard, I am a musician and that really got my attention. Oh' beloved listen to me, what he heard was the Holy Spirit singing to him as our Father drew him into the fold of the redeemed.
That night Father saved him, filled him with His Spirit, and set the captive free from a ten-year prescription drug addiction.
You say Poppa why are you telling us all this? This past weekend the young man drove a thousand miles to my home, brought his Blood Washed wife and child with him and sang that song to me and quoted those scriptures to me by memory.
Dear friends Poppa is 67 years old and wore out, sometimes I look back over the years with wonder at how I made it this far and long, I look at all the ups and downs and the millions of miles I have traveled and think to myself it's time to hang Em up old man, I have lost my voice, can't walk over 50 feet at a time without stopping to rest and on and on and on. Then suddenly someone like this man comes along or calls, and that fire springs to life and it seems as though it shall consume me from the inside out. One of my grandsons was at my house when this family arrived, and the next thing I knew they were singing, playing the piano, picking guitars, and beating the tambourine, my grandson made some phone calls and we had nearly 50 people at my house. "It started to rain down Holy Spirit and I could hear the voice of our Father, Saying "Who-so-ever will, come drink of my water; I promise to pour my Spirit out on your sons and your daughters." If you're thirsty and dry, look up to the sky, it's beginning to rain.
Bless the name of the Lord, dear neighbor you came to late to try and convince Poppa there will be no more revival, 40 of those present was under 30 years of age and full of Fire and Power that only comes from the same mighty wind that swept through that body of believers 2,000 years ago.
The anointing hit my grandson and he started preaching!
The Lord is my strength and my song; he has become my salvation. He is my God, and I will praise him, my father's God, and I will exalt him. (Ex.15:2)
The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me; because the LORD hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound; To proclaim the acceptable year of the LORD, and the day of vengeance of our God; to comfort all that mourn; To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.
Any power that can survive what we sometimes have to go through in the realm of our own souls is a very great power indeed; and, believe me, this power that works in the Church is going to survive all the accumulated sensations of all the members of the Body of Christ.
Now, bring all your misery together, bring all your despair together, all your sensations, all the helplessness of the outlook, and, if you are a child of God, there is a power that works within which is more than sufficient to meet and counter and triumph over all that. That is the means by which God reaches His end in us, and if His end in us is conformity to the image of His Son, then the power that worketh in us is more than enough to meet and overcome all that which is contrary to His Son in us. Do you believe that? If we really believe that in our heart we should never be found occupied with ourselves, we should never be depressed because of our imperfection, there would be no room for any question as to our standing. Oh', if we really believe this, what triumphant people we should be; for is it not true that the greater proportion of our trouble, of our despair, of our unhappiness, is due to the consciousness of our own imperfection – all that we are that we would not be. and should not be, and all that we are not that we feel we ought to be. His eternal purpose and His exceeding great power are linked together. Do not forget that. We are the objects of both, and His exceeding great power is at work within us to effect the purpose.
(Eph 3:2) If ye have heard of the dispensation of the grace of God which is given me to you-ward: How that by revelation he made known unto me the mystery; as I wrote afore in few words, Whereby, when ye read, ye may understand my knowledge in the mystery of Christ Which in other ages was not made known unto the sons of men, as it is now revealed unto his holy apostles and prophets by the Spirit; That the Gentiles should be fellow-heirs, and of the same body, and partakers of his promise in Christ by the gospel: Whereof I was made a minister, according to the gift of the grace of God given unto me by the effectual working of his power. Unto me, who am less than the least of all saints, is this grace given, that I should preach among the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ; And to make all men see what is the fellowship of the mystery, which from the beginning of the world hath been hid in God, who created all things by Jesus Christ: To the intent that now unto the principalities and powers in heavenly places might be known by the CHURCH the manifold wisdom of God, According to the eternal purpose which he purposed in Christ Jesus our Lord: In whom we have boldness and access with confidence by the faith of him. Wherefore I desire that ye faint not at my tribulations for you, which is your glory. For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named, That he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man; That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love, May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height; And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fullness of God. Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us, unto him be glory in the CHURCH by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, world without end. Amen.
One of the local pastors was there and he said "Poppa you cast a long shadow" that boy is just like you when you were that age" You were preaching that in a revival I attended many years ago, and he's preaching it today, 50 years later!" I said, "Yes Sir and the prophets, disciples, and apostles preached it for thousands of years, and Jesus told us to preach it until He returns" Praise the Name of our Holy Father!
Some are in hiding, grumbling, and defeated screaming the church is dead, False prophets are sending out their words of gloom and defeat. I am here to tell you that is a bunch of junk! And they are in essence calling Jesus a liar. The only defeat is the word they are putting out because they are defeated! The Blood washed Church of our Living Saviour is alive and well! Maybe not their church, if they are the members of a church at all, the real Church is moving forward and will be until the Master returns! Glory! Glory! Glory!
Beloved, This one thing I do know, There is a great shaking going on sent from God the Father, and only what is of God will not be Shaken.
If you want revival you have got to be a revival.......Whether you want to or no, "You are casting a Shadow".
Put ye in the sickle, for the harvest is ripe: come, get you down; for the press is full, the fats overflow; If the devil is that "long dark shadow" that stretches across the world, then Christ is "the Lasar Beam of Light" that penetrates that shadow and drives away the darkness. By faith we can share in "the very being of God"; we can be indwelt by the very Spirit of God.
God Bless You
Poppa
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