"In the last days it shall be,' says God, 'that I will pour out My Spirit on all flesh;
your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams" (Acts 2:17). Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave (Maverick City Music- I Thank God) The lyrics above have been on repeat not only on my Alexa but in my spirit! I love worship music and I am surprised that I have NEVER heard this song until this weekend but I know in my heart that it doesn’t take God by surprise because I believe it was relevant to me in many ways and the timing for me to hear it was PERFECT! How many of us can admit that there are dead things in our lives??? Dead Things? I hear you “Laura, there are a lot of dead things in my life that I hope stay dead” and yes, I agree with you but I am not talking about those things, I am talking about those things that should not be dead…You know those dreams and visions that you once had of maybe of possibly starting your own business. That gift/calling that you have but for some reason you sat down on it. Oh yeah, got you thinking didn’t I and yes that which just came to your mind is exactly what I am talking about.. Maybe you are having a difficulty finding just what that “thing” is so let me once again use my life for example as God tends to use my shortcomings and sometimes rebellious ways to help others find victory. This past weekend I found myself back at my old home church of 9 years. It you read my previous blog post it will share some of the difficulties that I found as I ventured to a youth conference there and how God showed me so much. What I did not share is what I am about to indulge in today. A dead thing that I had sat down on myself. Since I was 18 years old, I have been a part of a Church of God/Non-Denominational church. I was raised Baptist up until that age and after experiencing more of God during Joe Sneed Camp meeting days I was not satisfied spiritually. Nothing wrong with their teaching but I knew I needed to find what worked for me and would help me grow me more in God and this is where I found my fit. When I first began, I was absolutely full of the spirit and the freedom that came with it. You would find me unfiltered in my praise. Whether it be letting out a shout, running an aisle, my shoes off flying off (there is a story behind this one), or dancing in the altars I was unashamed because God was so good to me. However, over the years as I have gotten older, I could feel myself allowing this heaviness to come on where I was afraid to praise as I once did. It was as if I worried about what others were going to say about me or judge my praise. I would sit and watch others and feel something tugging in my heart telling me it was time to let my praise/dance out, or sit there and watch others and think “man what it would feel like to be free like that once again” but again the heaviness would come and the enemies voice say you know you don’t need to do all that and I would just sit there. I just sat there and let something special I was feeling, Die. BUT GOD! Back to this weekend and dead things living again. My dead thing was my praise/worship as I just shared. During the song Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave Get up, get up, get up Get up outta that grave, I started feeling something that I had not felt in a very long time! Some may say it was the environment, but I know better. Yes, the environment was supercharged with freedom and others worshipping uninhibited, but that wasn’t it. It was so much more. I began to move just a little, I began to jump a little higher, and then there it was…MY DANCE had returned!!!!! I had a praise and I began to let it out!!!! I got up out of that grave of fear, reservation, and intimidation and I LET IT OUT!! Sunday when our youth group returned to our home church, I knew that God had given me a responsibility to carry after we left the conference that responsibility was to make sure that I did not let the young people lose what they had experienced this weekend. That fire, that praise, that dance, that joy. I could not let them fall into the same grave that I did. When the praise and worship set began, I was on camera and boy was that difficult. Not because I did not want to serve but because my feet would not stop moving… I watched as the young people pushed and worshipped God and he said “you know what I need you to do” I told the switcher I got to go and I’ll be back. I went and joined them briefly, I began to dance once again and at one point we were all taken a run! Did I care what others thought? Nope. Did I wait for the environment to be just right, Nope, I knew that I no longer based my praise on flesh feeling but my spiritual feeling and God deserved it all! God knew what He was doing this weekend and HE knew just the environment to utilize and I am so grateful. I say all and share all that I did to conclude with this. My question once again, what is that DEAD thing in your life that needs to LIVE again? Is it your praise? Is it your call to preach? Is it your call to serve your churches youth staff and help the next generation become kingdom warriors and keep the devil off their front porch? Is it your call to be a worship leader? Is it your gift to sing and be part of a worship team/choir? Is it your gift to serve as an intercessor on the prayer team? Is it that business that you should start that will fund kingdom business? Is it to be a missionary? I challenge you today to dig deep and find out! Don’t let that thing stay dead. The kingdom is relying on that dead thing to come alive! GET UP GET UP GET UP GET UP OUTTA THAT GRAVE! We have kingdom work to do.
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AuthorMy Name is Laura Perdue. I am 44 years old and married to my best friend, Brian Perdue and mommy to Carston Perdue. Brian and I reside in Woodstock Ga and serve on the action team of Fivestones Church in Holly Springs. Archives
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