We are passed needing yesterday faith. 10 minute old faith won’t do it. We need Now Faith. Now faith is instant belief, it is stepping out on the water when the Master calls. It is walking on waves without fear. It is treading water and calling for help. Now faith supercedes the present condition and reaches to the heart of God. Now Faith slings your leg over the boat, clutches the hand of the Master, bends to the will of God, believes the impossible, and pleases God.

On the Plains of Hesitation bleach the bones of countless millions, who, at the Dawn of Victory, sat down to wait, and waiting – died! George W. Cecil

Now Faith pushes beyond the norm and reachs beyond themselves. Now Faith motivated Noah, mastered Jacob, and made many men – a man of God.

When you are faced with the unpredictable and can’t seem to think of a way out. When your back is to the wall, sweat drips from your nose, and no one is getting out alive. Take that step. Cross that line. Rebuke that devil and watch the firery flames of revival engulf your soul. Watch it burn your home out and where sin once flourished- you’ll see the tender growth of faith.

To an oursider it wouldn’t look like much of a room, in the least a war room. It’s old walls painted in a pale antique yellow with little or no insulation. The floor isn’t quite on the level. The ceilings are ten foot high with a gathering for all the warm air. Simply put the President or any Commanding Officer would be humbled to plan, organize, or orchestrate a military action from this room. You can imagine my relief that Jesus isn’t so choosey.

From this room plans are laid for revival, inspiration is planted, and character is mastered. From this vantage no army large enough can sink the ship of faith. The arm of God is seen in all of His splendor and glory. Faith is given wings and drug addicts are released, families are restored, and a sinner finds the Savior. Nothing is impossible in this war room of prayer. Seeing God for who he says he is, believing his Power is sufficient as his grace. Doubts scatter when the light of truth chases the shadows of turning out of my mind.

The room doesn’t command the respect of man, it commands that man respect God. It reigns in the wild heart of flesh and allows the gentle hand of God to correct or comfort. Tonight in this town of Centerville,  Tennessee a group of people will be gathering. Not to watch the worldly attractions of Super Bowl hype but to attract the mighty hand of God. To seek with earnest desire a revival to a place where no revival has gone. It is time to turn my home into a war zone for God. Under his direction and his grace we will see a wonderful out pouring of the Holy Spirit.