The Royal Falcons

"I have not sent these prophets, yet they ran: I have not spoken to them, yet they prophesied.
Jeremiah 23:21

I still remember the name of the gang - the Royal Falcons. We were just kids, young punks on the streets of Jersey, but we thought we were cool - tough guys like the Mafia. Don't mess with us ‘cause we're the Royal Falcons!

There were gangs in some of the other neighborhoods that we had to deal with, however, and they thought they were just a bad as we thought we were. Depending on which side of town you were in, you had Blacks, the Puerto Ricans, the Italians, and the Jewish kids. If you walked into any of those other neighborhoods, it was war; if they walked into yours, they were fair game. Except for the Jewish kids. They were an easy target, so everyone picked on them. But it was always Us against Them (with Us being the good guys, of course).

I am finding the same thing in our religious landscape today. I am bombarded with prophetic words from the latest Elijah about how God is going to send down judgment on America because we are the Great Whore or Babylon or just plain bad. Especially the churches. Let's face it, they are the biggest and easiest target, so everybody picks on them.

Are you folks getting the same stuff in your Inbox that I'm getting? Honestly, I am beginning to think everybody just wants to spout off so they can feel like they are a prophet with a word from God to point the way. It must feel good because there sure are a lot of them rising up to save the rest of us.
I notice, however, that those who are bringing forth the pronouncements are always the good guys. It's everybody else who are the bad guys.

I don't see it that way. We are "everybody else". It's not someone else's fault - it's ours. It's not a matter of we're the good guys because we can see clearly what the problem with America is. No, we're the bad guys because we can see clearly what the problem with America is -- and instead of leading the way to fix it, we just point at everybody else.

The only way to revival and restoration with God is through repentance.

Okay, so who's gonna start? Is it going to be the crazy Pentecostals? The emotionless Baptists? The plastic Evangelicals? The idolatrous Catholics? The obsolete Methodists? Or the vitiated Episcopals? Who? Who is going to start the ball rolling?

How about me? Why not start with me? After all, judgment will begin at the house of God, won't it? Maybe it's not somebody else, but it is me that needs to come to a place of repentance before God and ask Him to please forgive me. Maybe it's my fault, not somebody else's. Maybe instead of pointing at someone else's need to repent, I should lead the way.

After all, that's what Nehemiah and Daniel did.

Brother Dale