Burning the Chaff

I just got home from the Oasis youth rally in Americus. This was my last fling with my good friends in the Friendship Association. Although I knew the guy that was coming to preach was honest and straight to the point, I did not assume that there would be so much conviction in my own life. After all; this was for the youth.

Ive come to realization that I'm more worldly and water-downed than I give myself credit for. That's a hard thing to say about myself. It's an easy statement to make about others from a pulpit but to make that accusation against my own person stings a little. My heart is just so heavy, to say the least. I find it most difficult to lay down and sleep although my body demands it my soul compells me to think and reflect. Why is the modern church so worthless? Why are we so afraid? There are people who die for their faith but we can't freely give of our time. There where preachers who preached for hours in extreame conditions until blood came from their mouths, but we preach for 25 or 30 minutes and speak softly for fear we will offend.

Where are the Spurgeons, Weselys and Whitfields? Where is the Church of Jesus Christ? Its kind of hard to see because of the circus that many of our churches have become.