The Inheritors
From an earlier season · raw & unedited
As the inheritors of this destitute planet, we must rise. We have seen our fathers fall, and we know that this must not also be our destiny. We confess that we have chosen vanity, and pleasure, and are now a lost generation. Even the best among us are only seekers. It is no longer enough to be a seeker. He who seeks must find, and he who finds must wield the Sword seeking has led him to.
Therefore let us be more bold than lions. May our enemies shudder in fear as they see us rise in faith in the one True God. As we move beyond needing approval of man, beyond needing the praise of the world. Beyond needing the vainglory that rises from the voices of the people. Yes, our strength will be in courage and conviction of righteousness and love. Our direction will be established by the sovereignty of The Lord, a glorious absolution. Yes, we will follow him because he chose us, he raised us, and he will blaze the path for us. He is a passionate Warrior and a humble King. He will lead this battle, and with him will rise a generation of men sold out for his Glory. He will be their guiding light and their strength, as he becomes their character and their purpose.
Therefore, Let us join the battle and no longer succumb to the empty offerings of a world bent on going the direction of the beast, of the flesh. It is completely and clearly obvious that we are more than animals, that we are more than mere beasts driven simply by desires and needs. Yes, we are mankind, and we are created in the image of the one who bears all Words, who is the Master and Forger of our Sword. We were created for a great a glorious purpose, and as our veins pump, as our minds rise, and as our hearts find new courage in conviction of purpose and a knowledge that evil will not, and cannot win, we will rise. We will rise, Spirit anew and hearts on fire.
Look to the sky you warrior of God. The clouds were made to ride in the splendor of a good fight, and our King will ride them in awesome display as he leads us to battle. A war for the hearts of men, for the lights of mens eyes. Let us pray and know him who answers in his time. Let us rise like the sun, sure and true. Giving life to all who see, as we break the ties of the bonds of the world that bind us.
So begin now, on your knees, in the quiet of the inner chambers of your heart. Wait and pray, seek and knock, and in all Truth you are promised that new strength will rise. Then when you have gone low and known the depths, you must rise. These castles of sand are destined to fall around us, and from our knees we will rise as we shine with the Light of the Giver, for the purpose of his Glory, with the Sword of his Truth. To the battle, this is the call, this is the generation.