The Narrow Way

For too long, we’ve waited on revival like it’s a scheduled event.
Like it lives in someone else’s sermon, someone else’s city, someone else’s story.

But God is flipping the script.
Revival doesn’t ride in on a stage, it walks in wearing your shoes.

Isaiah 60:1 says,
“Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.”

You.
Not just your pastor.
Not just the worship team.
You.

You who were wounded but kept worshiping.
You who were overlooked but stayed obedient.
You who laid hands even when your own heart was still healing.

You are revival in motion.
A fire that didn’t die out in the valley.
A well that didn’t run dry in the drought.
A voice that learned to prophesy after it broke from silence.

You don’t need a microphone to release the wind of God.
You don’t need a pulpit to break chains.
You just need a yes loud enough to shake hell.

Because revival isn’t about noise.
It’s about presence.
It’s about love so fierce,
it won’t let the lost stay lost.
It won’t let the bound stay chained.
It won’t let your city stay asleep.

You are the shaking.
You are the fragrance.
You are the vessel.
You are the burning bush that says,
“God is here, and He’s not done.”

So don’t dim it.
Don’t doubt it.
Don’t delay it.

Lay hands.
Speak life.
Open your door.
Show up at the well again.

Because the revival you’ve been praying for
is already walking into the room
every time you do.