It is clear. As madness spreads—and the church wrings its hands—it is time for the eagles to leave the turkey yard. You know who you are. There’s a fire inside you can’t put out. You are ruined for church incorporated.
For too long, you’ve been told to be a good little birdie. “Don’t ruffle any feathers.” You can’t stomach the stale kernels they toss at you. You must have fresh meat. All around you, the turkeys peck at the ground. All you can see is the clouds and skies where you belong.
Your home is in the glory. Your place is alongside the heroes of faith that changed the course of nations. Survival teaching sickens you. The idea that tepid happiness is the goal enrages you.
You made the mistake of looking at old YouTube videos. You saw Oral Roberts. You saw Kathryn Kuhlman. You saw Smith Wigglesworth. You jumped up and screamed “where are the miracles today!?”
You made the mistake of putting on old preaching tapes. You heard men and women preaching fire! They didn’t do monologues. They pulled the pin out of Bible verses, and flung them to explode on the souls of their audience. You heard people sobbing at altars. You heard them linger until something real and lasting transformed them.
Then something really painful happened to you…you looked at your generation. You saw the national cancer of wickedness. You saw the insane brain washing. You saw the limp-wristed tactics of the church.
You became like David staring at the paralyzed army of Israel before Goliath. WHY DOESN’T SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING! It is too late for you. The die is cast. You’ve gone too far. You know too much. You better leave before you hurt someone.
“They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings as eagles.” Prayer is your escape from the prison yard of compromise and mediocrity. We’re not talking about the gobble-gobble prayers you heard in the yard—we’re talking about falling before God till you come forth as pure gold.
What are we talking about? Prayer that heaven can’t resist and hell can’t stand. Prayer that breaks the grip of ancient strongholds of demons. Prayer that makes students begin to weep on campus and not know why. Prayer that fills one with the Holy Spirit—removes fear, and installs unshakable courage to tell a generation the real Gospel—the mighty Gospel—the unapologetic, undeniable, unstoppable power of God.
Eagles dare while turkeys stare. Eagles come out of prayer fully convinced of their destiny and goal. Take hold of John 17:15 “My prayer is not that you take them out of the world but that you protect them from the evil one.” That is your battle cry! You don’t want out. You know He will keep you from the evil one! You are ready to soar into any nest of evil and destroy the works of the devil.
Where eagles gather power is present. Where eagles gather deep purposes are revealed. Where eagles gather there’s no self-pity, no encounter session, and no hiding. They are equipped, they are ignited, they are fitted for war.
Eagles must have a challenge. They yearn for a cause that will summon up all of their strength, talent and time. The want something that they can easily imagine doing the rest of their life. It’s time for you to fly out of the turkey yard and never look back.