I have preached in so many churches here that I’ve forgotten what I’ve said to whom – Baptist, Pentecostal, Nazarene, Assemblies, and a few that I don’t know what they were. It doesn’t really matter what the denomination has been because these people just want to hear from God. There have been divisions between these churches for as long as anyone can remember, but that has all vanished. They are ready for a change. There is a hope of revival in the air and nothing else matters.
I wish I could take credit for what is happening here, but honestly, I really don’t know what I am doing. I can’t understand a word that is being spoken around me, so I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do next. But all that doesn’t matter. I just stand up and deliver the message that the Lord has just given me, which usually comes to me just minutes before I have to deliver it – sometimes while I’m delivering it. No, it’s not me; it’s something that is going on between God and His people. I feel like I’m on the outside listening in while they and their God are having a great time together.