It is clear that, as the madness spreads and the church just wrings its hands, it is time for the eagles to leave the turkey-yard. You know who you are, you who are an eagle. There’s a fire inside you that you can’t put out. You are ruined for ‘Church-As-Usual-Incorporated.’ For too long you’ve been told to be a good little birdie. “Don’t ruffle any feathers!” But you just can’t stomach the stale kernels they toss to you. You must have fresh meat.
All around you, the turkeys peck at the ground. But all you can see are the clouds and the sky, where you know you belong. You long to be home, where the glory is. Your place is alongside the heroes of faith that changed the course of nations. “Survival-mode” teaching sickens you. The idea that tepid happiness is the goal enrages you.
You made the mistake of looking at old youtube videos. You saw Oral Roberts. You saw Kathryn Kuhlman. You saw Smith Wigglesworth. You jumped up and screamed, “But, where are the miracles today!?” You made the mistake of listening to old preaching tapes, where you heard men and women preaching holy fire! They didn’t do monologues. They didn’t do stand-up comedy. They pulled the pin out of Bible verses, and flung them like a grenade to explode into the souls of their audience.
You heard people sobbing at the altars. You heard them linger until something real and lasting transformed them. Then something really painful happened to you…you looked at your generation. You saw the national cancer of wickedness. You saw the insane brainwashing. You saw the limp-wristed tactics of the church. You became like David as he stared at the paralyzed army of Israel, cowering before a defiant Goliath.
You cried, “WHY DOESN’T SOMEBODY DO SOMETHING?” So, now that you realize that the ‘SOMEBODY’ IS YOU, it is too late for you. The die is cast. You’ve gone too far to turn back. You now know too much. You feel like you should leave before you hurt someone… You remember the verse, “They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings as eagles.” (Isaiah 40:31). Prayer is your escape from the prison yard of compromise and mediocrity. We’re not talking about the ‘gobble-gobble prayers’ you heard in the yard—we’re talking about falling before God and waiting upon Him until you come forth as pure gold.
What are we talking about? We are talking about prayer that heaven can’t resist, and hell can’t stand. The kind of prayer that breaks the grip of ancient demonic strongholds. Prayer that will cause students to begin to weep on campus, even though they do not know why. Prayer that fills people with the Holy Spirit. Prayer that removes fear, and installs unshakable courage to tell a generation the genuine Good News: the mighty Gospel—which is the unapologetic, undeniable, unstoppable power of God!
Eagles dare while turkeys stare! Eagles are born out of prayer. They spring forth from the hand of God, fully convinced of their destiny and their goal. Let mistaken millennials protest against the AR-15. You take hold of John 17:15, “My prayer is not that you take them out of the world, but that you protect them from the evil one.” That is your battle cry! You don’t want out. You know the Lord Jesus will keep you from the evil one! You are ready to soar into any nest of evil and destroy the works of the devil. Where eagles gather, power is present.
Where eagles gather, the deep purposes of Almighty God are revealed. Where eagles gather, there’s no self-pity, no encounter sessions, and no hiding in your ‘safe-space.’ When turkeys are transformed into eagles, they are equipped, they are ignited, and they are fitted for war. Eagles must have a challenge. They yearn for a cause that will summon up all of their strength, talent, and time. They want something they can easily imagine doing for the rest of their lives. It’s time for you to fly out of the turkey yard, and never look back!
This is an updated edition of a post originally published on Mario Murillo