The Narrow Way

There’s something sacred about the first spark.
That moment when God touches your life.
When His love sets your soul ablaze.
When His voice is all you want to hear,
and His presence is the only place you want to be.

But if we’re honest,
it’s not the fire that’s hard to start.
It’s the fire that’s hard to keep burning.

Because the world pulls.
Life gets loud.
The altar grows cold if we don’t come back to it.

But in Leviticus 6:13, God gave this command:
“The fire must be kept burning on the altar continuously; it must not go out.”

Not once a week.
Not only at revival.
Not only when we feel it.
Continuously.

Because fire is a response to what’s placed on the altar.
And the altar is only alive if there’s something surrendered on it.

That means we don’t just give God our worship,
We give Him our will.
We don’t just give Him our praise,
We give Him our plans.
We don’t just give Him our Sunday,
We give Him our schedule, our thoughts, our yes.

The fire falls where there’s sacrifice.

And that sacrifice is daily.

It’s choosing Him in the secret place when the world demands your time.
It’s laying down pride, again.
It’s forgiving when you want to stay bitter.
It’s saying, “God, take all of me, not just the parts I’m comfortable giving.”

The fire goes out when we stop showing up.
But it stays alive when we return, day after day,
not for a feeling,
but for fellowship.

Not to perform,
but to pour.

So stir the embers.
Fan the flame.
Tend the altar of your heart.

You don’t need a platform.
You just need a posture.
A life bowed low.
A heart that whispers again,
“Lord, let the fire fall,
and let it stay.”

Because when the fire is kept burning:
Purity is preserved.
Power flows.
Presence dwells.
Revival lives.

And this world doesn’t need louder people.
It needs burning ones.
Hearts so alive in God that everything around them begins to change.

Don’t let the fire go out.
Tend it. Feed it.
Let it burn until He returns.