We are in the last days, no question about this. We are living at a very challenging time in the body of Christ. Wickedness has increased tremendously. The church is slowly losing relevance as it has compromised. Many of God’s servants are walking defeated lives. Our children, families, governments, courts, politics and economy are threatened. We are crossing fingers because we fear the worst will happen, yet are doing nothing about it. We are in bondage and captivity, in chains and darkness. We have fought and are now tired. We have given up or are giving up.
This scenario can be compared with one that happened during prophet Habakkuk’s time. There was idolatry, immorality, injustice, treachery, and general oppression to the people. His heart was sick at what he experienced in his everyday life.
When battles are at fever pitch, we need to move a notch higher and use better weaponry. We also need seasoned fighters. Habakkuk sat down and it his memory rekindled God’s great happenings in the past. Habakkuk 3 is a story reminiscing God’s great deeds in the past. Take note that God responded by doing battle in three places: the waters, heavens and the land. That is where battles are done even in our physical world. After reading carefully this I identify with its relevance to our generation and see the importance of crying out with habakkuk “..do it again lord in our generation”. for who is better equipped to fight for us than the lord of Hosts? He says that the battle belongs to him.
Let the watchmen and prayer warriors in our generation repent on behalf of the church, then arise and make this cry: “O LORD our God, rend the heavens and come down, deliver us, save us, revive us for we are down, restore us back to you and your purposes for us.” He will tear down the mountains, gates, chains, captivity and all wickedness released upon us. Let us keenly read the verses below and pray them out until they are part of us, let us celebrate as we receive by faith god’s judgement upon our enemies in spiritual places.
Habakkuk 3:2-19 LORD, I have heard of your fame; I stand in awe of your deeds, LORD. Repeat them in our day, in our time make them known; in wrath remember mercy. God came from Teman, the Holy One from Mount Paran. His glory covered the heavens and his praise filled the earth. His splendor was like the sunrise; rays flashed from his hand, where his power was hidden. Plague went before him; pestilence followed his steps. He stood, and shook the earth; he looked, and made the nations tremble. The ancient mountains crumbled and the age-old hills collapsed— but he marches on forever. I saw the tents of Cushan in distress, the dwellings of Midian in anguish. Were you angry with the rivers, LORD? Was your wrath against the streams? Did you rage against the sea when you rode your horses and your chariots to victory? You uncovered your bow, you called for many arrows. You split the earth with rivers; the mountains saw you and writhed. Torrents of water swept by; the deep roared and lifted its waves on high. Sun and moon stood still in the heavens at the glint of your flying arrows, at the lightning of your flashing spear. In wrath you strode through the earth and in anger you threshed the nations. You came out to deliver your people, to save your anointed one. You crushed the leader of the land of wickedness, you stripped him from head to foot. With his own spear you pierced his head when his warriors stormed out to scatter us, gloating as though about to devour the wretched who were in hiding. You trampled the sea with your horses, churning the great waters. I heard and my heart pounded, my lips quivered at the sound; decay crept into my bones, and my legs trembled. Yet I will wait patiently for the day of calamity to come on the nation invading us. Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior. The Sovereign LORD is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights.
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