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Revival Fire
The true account of Frank Bartleman
From Footsteps February 12,
2004
In 1906 on a street called Azuza in Los Angeles California,
began what is considered by many to be the most significant move of God in
recent history. In succeeding years this revival fed a movement that
spread reaching around the globe, it was the beginning of what we know
today as the Pentecostal-Charismatic movement. While
by no means do I believe that we should camp out on moves of the past,
there are still things worth considering as to how and with whom God has
moved in the past. (editor)
This
is an eye witness account by Frank Bartleman of possibly the greatest
spiritual awakening in America to date, The Azusa Street Revival. Quoted from the book "Images of
Revival: Another Wave Rolls in;"
by Richard
M. Riss, Kathryn
Riss.
"We
had no pope or hierarchy. We were brethren. We had no human program; the
Lord Himself was leading. We had no priest class, nor priest craft. These
things have come in later, with the apostatizing of the movement. We did
not even have a platform or pulpit in the beginning. All were on a level.
The ministers were servants, according to the true meaning of the word. We
did not honor men for their advantage in means or education, but rather
for their God-given gifts. He set the members in the Body.
The
services ran almost continuously. Seeking souls could be found under the
power almost any hour of the night or day. The place was never closed nor
empty. The people came to meet God...He was always there. Hence a
continuous meeting. The meeting did not depend on the human leader. God's
presence became more and more wonderful. In that old building, with its
low rafters and bare floors, God took strong men and women to pieces, and
put them together again, for His glory. It was a tremendous overhauling
process. Pride and self-assertion, self-importance and self-esteem could
not survive there. The religious ego preached its own funeral sermon
quickly.
No
subjects or sermons were announced ahead of time, and no special
speakers for such an hour. No one knew what might be coming, what God
would do. All was spontaneous, ordered of the Spirit. We wanted to hear
from God, through whomever He might speak. We had no respect of persons.
The rich and educated were the same as the poor and ignorant, and found a
much harder death to die. We only recognized God. All were equal. No flesh
might glory in His presence. He could not use the self-opinionated. Those
were Holy Ghost meetings, led of the Lord. It had to start in poor
surroundings, to keep out the selfish, human element. All came down in
humility together at His feet. They all looked alike and had all things in
common, in that sense at least. The rafters were low, the tall must come
down. By the time they got to Azusa they were humbled, ready for the blessing. The fodder was
thus placed for the lambs, not for giraffes. All could reach it.
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