Where Are These Christians?

Consider these:

"We do not have revival because we are willing to live without it" - Leonard Ravenhill

From an early age, William C. Burns heart was broken for a lost and dying world. The story is told that when he was seventeen he was brought by his mother from the quiet town of KiIsyth to the bustling city of Glasgow. His mother was separated from her son while she was shopping. After retracing her steps she discovered him in an alley with tears streaming down his face. She could see he was suffering great agony and said, "Willie my boy, what ails you? Are you ill?" With broken cries he replied, "Oh, mother, mother - the thud of these Christless feet on the way to hell breaks my heart" - (Awake and Go!)

Why do these words sound foreign and alien to our own personal experience with Christ? Why do we not weep and groan over the things that daily offend God? Why do we not know what it means to travail in prayer? What has happened to us as God's people?