For as long as I can remember there has been a generally negative attitude towards America in the world of Christians as I have known it. “Judgment is inevitable.” “America is not in the book of Revelation, therefore it must be going to be destroyed before those events take place.” “The problem with the church in America is…” Everyone seems to know what the problem is.
When I faced God in the late 80’s with “who will be Lord of my life” I needed to lay down my un-redeemed love for my country. I had to chose between America and God. I chose God. America died in my heart and I joined it’s critics.
In 1992 I was complaining to an Australian friend about how bad America was, and how bad the American church was.
To my complete surprise he rebuked me! How dare I judge America! He than proceeded to explain to me that American blood was poured out on the ground around the world so that others could be free. He explained about how America had done more for world missions in action and funding than any other nation. He set me straight!
Now that gave me something to think about!
I was actually in Russia, in a town called Tuapse when everything changed for me. I was laying down on an old rickety park bench, green as moss, when I saw!
I started to get God’s heart for the United States of America. No matter where I was in the world I was inspired to pray for my nation. It became my biggest burden of intercession!
In 1994 I was in a cabin in Eastern Oregon, all by myself when I broke through in a big way to God. I even claimed the White House for God, when such things seemed impossible.
I also began to notice other voices out there who had hope for America! Maybe God is not done yet with us.
More and more there were rumors of revival coming from the North in Toronto, later on there were rumors from Pensacola, Florida. The political world shifted in a lot of ways. The general feel in the air? Stuff is happening all around!
Then there came the call from Dutch Sheets and others to pray for the election in 2000. I have never felt such a fire. The word was that if we prayed God’s man would get elected.
And what a contended election that was! And whether you like him or not, George W. Bush speaks of Jesus Christ in his heart.
I truly thank God that he was our president on September 11, 2001. A man of character who doesn’t shift with the latest political winds. A man of vision, courage, and great determination. Even if he is crucified, I believe he will strive before God to do what is right.
In 2003 God seemed to show me that abortion in America was vulnerable. It is time to pray and seek Him for a mighty deliverance from this scourge on our land, this terrible polution of our national conscience, this awful evil. Millions of innocent babies slaughtered, perhaps half of them girls (what about women’s rights?)
…to be continued