“And I, even I only, am left...”
I wonder if God has kept count of the number of times that has been said since a lonely prophet Elijah crawled to the mouth of his cave in answer to a Divine summons.
I hope not.
My own heart has mirrored that cry many times... Most recently, just a few weeks ago.
But this time it was different. I was moved by the pain of the prophet as usual, but then the grip lingered... Lingered long enough for me to find “Loneliness: part 2” in the book of Jeremiah.
“Run ye to and fro through the streets of Jerusalem, and see now, and know, and seek in the broad places thereof, if ye can find a man, if there be any that executeth judgment, that seeketh the truth: and I will pardon it.”
For the sake of just one...
One just judgment
One seeker of truth...
God would move a city.
God would save a city.
God doesn’t need an army.
He just needs one lonely soul...
For one short moment in eternity.
That is why it is glory...
Oh, and Elijah--
Actually... You’re not alone. It just seems that way.
He still has 7,000.
*Figure this one out: this is what happens when the pianist gets tired in the midst of rehearsal...