THE MIRROR OF TRUTH

Scripture for Meditation

"Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit." — John 12:24

The Fire

You want revival? You want power? You want God to use you? Then die. Not tomorrow. Not when it's convenient. Today. This hour. Die to self. Die to reputation. Die to comfort. Die to opinions. Die to every secret ambition that has nothing to do with the cross.

The church is filled with the living dead—breathing, moving, singing, but spiritually lifeless. We've baptized our ambitions and called them ministry. We've painted our pride and named it vision. We've dressed up our flesh in Christian terminology and paraded it before men.

God is looking for corpses. Dead men don't defend themselves. Dead men don't build kingdoms. Dead men don't seek applause. When you're dead, criticism can't wound you. Success can't inflate you. Failure can't devastate you.

Jesus didn't say, 'Improve yourself.' He said, 'Deny yourself. Take up your cross. Follow Me.' That cross isn't a religious symbol to wear around your neck. It's an execution device. Stop asking God to bless your plans. Start asking Him to kill them. Stop praying for promotion. Start praying for crucifixion. The grain of wheat that refuses to fall into the ground and die remains alone—fruitless, useless, forgotten.

Your old life must end. Not be reformed. Not be improved. Not be redirected. Ended. Buried. Dead. Are you afraid of what death will cost you? Then you've not yet seen what life in the flesh is already costing you—the presence of God, the power of God, the pleasure of God.

The choice is yours: remain alone or die and bear fruit. But know this—there is no middle ground. There is no resurrection without death.