Dream Word – CHOOSE
Blow the trumpet in Zion, Consecrate a fast, Call a sacred assembly; Gather the people, Sanctify the congregation, Assemble the elders, Gather the children and nursing babes; Let the bridegroom go out from his chamber, And the bride from her dressing room. Let the priests, who minister to the Lord, Weep between the porch and the altar; Let them say, "Spare Your people, O Lord, And do not give Your heritage to reproach, That the nations should rule over them. Why should they say among the peoples, 'Where is their God?'" NKJV
Which Side Of The Red Line Of Destiny?
I went to meet a friend of mine arriving at St Pancras station form Paris. There, overlooking all the comings and goings of all the busy, head down, fast-moving folk, is a nine metre high bronze sculptor by ‘Paul Day,’ called ‘The Welcome.’ This stunning piece is based on a drawing of the artist embracing his French wife. However, in my opinion, ‘The Welcome’ pales into insignificance before probably one of the greatest works of arts ever produced, which I also strolled by later that same day. Yes, there alongside the River Thames, on the Victoria Embankment, commemorating the halting conflict of the aggressive, rampant Nazi forces, is Paul Day's, majestic and moving, Battle of Britain monument.
It was two weeks after the fall of Paris in June 1940 when the then Prime Minister, Winston Churchill, stood and addressed the House of Commons in what history now calls, his ‘Finest Hour’ speech. The prefix of Churchill’s spectacular and rousing speech, acknowledges what Alexander Cadogen, the then Permanent Undersecretary at the Foreign Office called, a most ‘miraculous’ and ‘marvellous’ event whereby, the defeated British Expeditionary Force, trapped and defeated on the wet dark shores of Dunkirk, waiting for destruction under the mighty jackboot of Hitler were able to be removed by an armada of small boats, back to the shores of England.
The destruction in fact never happened, because for unknown reasons even today, Hitler halted and never forced home his victorious advantage. Indeed Churchill said, ‘During the last few days we have successfully brought off the great majority of the troops we had on the line of communication in France; and seven-eighths of the troops we have sent to France since the beginning of the war--that is to say, about 350,000 out of 400,000 men--are safely back in this country. Others are still fighting with the French, and fighting with considerable success in their local encounters against the enemy. We have also brought back a great mass of stores, rifles and munitions of all kinds which had been accumulated in France during the last nine months. We have, therefore, in this Island today a very large and powerful military force. This force comprises all our best-trained and our finest troops, including scores of thousands of those who have already measured their quality against the Germans and found themselves at no disadvantage. We have under arms at the present time in this Island over a million and a quarter men.’
Make no mistake about it, this was a mighty miracle. This miracle came about because of one reason alone and that is that on May 26th, the church finally called the WHOLE NATION to a national Day of Prayer. The nation’s churches, overflowed. As I write this night in 2008, I am undecided as to which side of the thin red line of destiny we are on. It’s a close call, for if the CHURCH mobilised itself even on the morrow, in courage and sacrificial conquest, I am not sure if it would be just in time, or frankly just far too late to save our land. In any event, we are in need of a Spiritual Churchill to once again come and steel our hearts to fight. The great problem we have is that nearly 70 years ago we had a nation that knew God, knew His Word, knew His promises. Today, we have nothing. How can we call a nation to a God they do not know?
The remnant, and God help us it is a remnant of what was once a Christian nation, MUST begin to stir itself up and lay hold of God once more. From what I have seen of the remnant however, we are all very soon to be wearing the devil’s insignia. I say again that unless we stir ourselves up to lay hold of God and beg Him to do us good, then at the very best, we shall be reduced to fighting an underground Guerrilla war, hiding and huddling whilst many of our brethren are thrown into prison, waiting and praying until someone else, at great cost, eventually comes and rescues them. Each of us need to decide which side of the line of destiny we are and make our plans and decision accordingly.
Listen: - What General Weygand called the Battle of France is over. I expect that the Battle of Britain is about to begin. Upon this battle depends the survival of Christian civilization. Upon it depends our own British life, and the long continuity of our institutions and our Empire. The whole fury and might of the enemy must very soon be turned on us. Hitler knows that he will have to break us in this Island or lose the war. If we can stand up to him, all Europe may be free and the life of the world may move forward into broad, sunlit uplands. But if we fail, then the whole world, including the United States, including all that we have known and cared for, will sink into the abyss of a new Dark Age made more sinister, and perhaps more protracted, by the lights of perverted science. Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the British Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'This was their finest hour.' (The Prime Minister – Winston Churhill)
Pray:- Great and Almighty God, bring us all to places of choosing and places of fighting, in Jesus name I ask it, amen.