"BLESSED IS THE NATION WHOSE GOD IS THE LORD; AND THE PEOPLE
WHOM HE HATH CHOSEN FOR HIS OWN INHERITANCE." PSA. 33:12
Praise the Lord! Do we really understand why
America is a blessed nation above all other
nations of the world? I'm sure most of us older ones
know full well, but to our young people a brief word of
history — especially since little of this is taught in our
schools and colleges.
Our Pilgrim Fathers left many parts of Europe
to be able to worship God after the dictates of their
hearts. They were weary of crowned heads telling
them how to pray and even withholding the Bible in
many places. There is so much more to this than these
few words, but show me another country that stamps
on every coin and prints on every dollar bill, "IN
GOD WE TRUST"! What other nation would adopt
as its national battle hymn, lyrics like those of Julia W.
Howe's in 1861?
"Mine eyes have seen the coming
of the glory of the Lord;
He is trampling out the vintage
where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He has loosed the fateful lightning
of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on"!
There are six verses to this powerful hymn and
I will give you my favorite in a moment, but I have
to stop sometimes and ask myself and others, "What
has happened to our beloved America?" Some
statisticians call us the murder capital of the world!
God help us and forgive us.
Why are there mass killings right inside our
schools and colleges? Why do our children — many of
them — have to pass through metal detectors to even
get into their classrooms? Why do hundreds die of
drug and alcohol abuse? Why are there over 2 million men and women locked up in prisons — many for life? Yes,
what has happened to the lyric from America the Beautiful:
"Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears"?
The reason is simple and clear. The apostle Paul warned
us that —
"The time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears." 2 Tim. 4:3
Oh, America, America — are we there now? How many of
our megachurches have become nothing more than social clubs?
If you're in one — GET OUT! Find a church that preaches the
whole gospel, including the baptism in the Holy Spirit.
When Jan and I assumed the leadership of the Holy
Land Experience in Orlando, Florida, it was on the brink of
being disbanded. Why? Because they would not allow Holy
Spirit filled people to work there. No books with Holy Spirit
emphasis were allowed in the bookstore. When God made it
clear that Jan and I were to take control, my first prayer was:
"Holy Spirit, You are welcome in this place!" Immediately,
the atmosphere began to change! Two hundred visitors was a
good day as the beautiful theme park sunk lower and lower.
A few days ago 1,200 visitors came through the park and
sweet Jan has turned it into a virtual Garden of Eden! The
reason? God's precious Holy Spirit began to be poured out
and we all saw it and felt it! And one of the best sellers now
is dear Benny Hinn's book, "GOOD MORNING HOLY
SPIRIT"! Praise the Lord!
Dear, dear partners: Pray for the prophet's "LATTER
RAIN"! God has promised it — and we must pray it down
upon all flesh (Joel 2:28)! We can have our good old America
back — we can pray it back. TBN can be a big part of this
last day harvest and renewal — IF you will catch the vision
and help us keep 20,000 stations, cables, the Internet, and 70
satellite footprints covering virtually the whole wide world!
Remember our battle hymn theme? I actually have two
favorite verses. Read them — no — sing them and rejoice for
His coming draws near!
"He has sounded forth the trumpet
that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men
before His judgment seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him!
Be jubilant my feet;
Our God is marching on"!
And, now, my other favorite verse which is very precious
"In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom
that transfigures you and me:
As he died to make men holy,
let us live to make men free;
While God is marching on"!
Jan and I are marching — are YOU? Thirty-five years
of love to all —