How long, O Lord?

When he opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain because of the word of God and the testimony they had maintained. 10 They called out in a loud voice, “How long, Sovereign Lord, holy and true, until you judge the inhabitants of the earth and avenge our blood?” 11 Then each of them was given a white robe, and they were told to wait a little longer, until the full number of their fellow servants, their brothers and sisters, were killed just as they had been. (Rev. 6:9-11)

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Father Jacque Hamel, slain while giving a morning mass at his church in France.

The learning curve

Having grown up Pentecostal (and still being one) the mentality of the “altar” was more cultural in my time growing up than in previous days, I think. By the time I was growing up, and in my early days of ministry, there were things “solved” at the altar. Lust, anger, bitterness… come and pray and get delivered and go home. But then next week… back you go…  Continue reading “The learning curve”