In Egypt, an evil heart incited Pharaoh to order the execution of tens of thousands of little boys. He murdered many, but was seeking only one little boy––Moses, the deliverer.
In Judah, a jealous Herod ordered genocide among the people of Israel. He butchered many, but he was seeking only one little boy––Jesus, the King.
In America, wicked men sat upon a bench and opened the floodgates of the bloodletting of abortion upon the nation in 1972. Who is it they are pursuing? What is his name? What is his calling? I believe his name is Samuel. Allow me explain.
Hannah, the wife of Elkanah of Ephraim, lay across the altar in the House of the Lord as she poured out her barren soul, crying out to God for a son. Her mournful cry reached the ears of the One seated upon the Throne of Heaven and He gave her a son. She named him Samuel. (I asked for him from the Lord)
The boy Samuel was born into a time of great spiritual tumult in Israel. His first cry was heard out of a great, great darkness. Because she had promised God that she would return her son to Him in thanksgiving, Samuel was brought to the House of the Lord at Shiloh. He would live there, sleeping in a place near the Ark of the Covenant––awaiting his destiny.
Filled with thanksgiving, Hannah begins to sing praises. Her praise quickly turned to prophecy. Hear her:
“My heart exults in the Lord; my horn is exalted in the Lord. My mouth derides my enemies, because I rejoice in your salvation. There is none holy like the Lord: for there is none besides you; there is no rock like our God.
Talk no more so very proudly, let not arrogance come from your mouth; for the Lord is a God of knowledge, and by him actions are weighed. The bows of the mighty are broken, but the feeble bind on strength.
Those who were full have hired themselves out for bread, but those who were hungry have ceased to hunger. The barren has borne seven, but she who has many children is forlorn.
The Lord kills and brings to life; he brings down to Sheol and raises up. The Lord makes poor and makes rich; he brings low and he exalts. He raises up the poor from the dust; he lifts the needy from the ash heap to make them sit with princes and inherit a seat of honor.
For the pillars of the earth are the Lord’s, and on them he has set the world.
He will guard the feet of his faithful ones, but the wicked shall be cut off in darkness, for not by might shall a man prevail. The adversaries of the Lord shall be broken to pieces; against them he will thunder in heaven.
The Lord will judge the ends of the earth; he will give strength to his king and exalt the horn of his anointed.” (1 Samuel 2:2-10)
In quiet anonymity, the boy grew under the care of the Eli. Unknown and unheralded, he served in the House of God as he awaited his time. The nation hardened their hearts and closed their ears to the voice of the Lord. It was a time of growing darkness as the voice of the Lord was quiet and there was no fresh vision among the priesthood. The lamp in the Holy Place had dimmed and had almost gone out. The sons of Eli, priests in the House of God were brutes who served only themselves and their own lusts. They had no heart for the people and they had no ear for the voice of God.
The man of God came to Eli and declared to him that his house would be cut off from the House of The Lord, because his sons were worthless and because he had failed to restrain them. They were lawless barbarians who bore the Name of God but did not know the Presence of God. Eli would live only to see his sons die because of their sins. The depth of their sin was so great, God cast them aside and cursed the household of Eli. However, before he died Eli heard these words from the Lord:
“And I will raise up for myself a faithful priest, who shall do according to what is in my heart and in my mind. And I will build him a sure house, and he shall go in and out before my anointed forever.
Samuel heard the whisper of God that drew him out of his slumber and into the Presence of the Holy One. He would judge the wicked, he would pour oil upon the heads of Kings, and he would stand upon a hill called Ebenezer where he would call upon the Name of the Lord. At the beckon of Samuel, His chosen, “the Lord thundered out of Heaven with a mighty sound against the Philistines and threw them into confusion.”
We live in a dark day in America. A spirit of lawlessness has descended upon us. We have fulfilled prophecies of a day when men would call evil good and good evil. The very house of God is filled with a greedy priesthood, false prophets, and fearful preachers. Pulpits are occupied by perverts and blasphemers. We have become a nation that blasphemes the Name of God, we are idolaters who worship false Gods and celebrate every form of sexual perversion. Wicked men and women in all parties call themselves public servants while they snicker off into the shadows stuffing their pockets full as the people suffer. Those who speak the truth find their voices silenced. It would appear that the Lamp of the Lord is almost out. But hear what the Lord is saying to my heart. These thoughts began to percolate in my heart for this entire week. I don’t call this prophecy; it is a seed of hope––its just a “knowing.”
Somewhere in America right now – there is a Samuel.
I speak not of a boy, but a generation of young men and women whom God has kept for this moment. Their heart is pure and their spirit is aflame with the zeal of the Lord. They have escaped the death-plan the enemy has plotted against them. The Lord has hidden them from the abortionist and protected them from the intellectuals who would turn their heart from God. They are deaf to the false prophets and sensitive to the voice of God. They sleep in a place near to the presence of God and they hear the voice of the Almighty, whispering from the shadows of the musterion (the place of revealing), “Samuel, arise!”
Our nation is spiritually barren. The lamp is almost out. It is time to join Hannah in throwing ourselves upon the altar of God to cry out for a prophet to arise in our land, indeed a generation of anointed ones? When Israel was weak before her foes, Samuel stood upon a rock at Ebenezer as he called upon the Lord. The Lord answered; no, He thundered out of heaven!
Friends, we don’t need a President––we need a prophet.
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