Feeling Fabulous Friday: Fresh Fire

It seems that the theme for this week has been an ever increasing fire in my heart for the Lord, a fresh fire that is burning away all the impurities and wrong thinking and fueling a hunger in me for more of the presence of God. I want to be like the prophets of old who burned with a passion for the Lord that they could not contain!

Listen to Isaiah and Jeremiah:

For Zion's sake I will not keep silent, and for Jerusalem's sake I will not be quiet, until her righteousness goes forth as brightness, and her salvation as a burning torch.

                                                                                       Isaiah 62:1 (ESV)

If I say, “I will not mention him, or speak any more in his name,”there is in my heart as it were a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I am weary with holding it in, and I cannot.

                                                                                       Jeremiah 20:9 (ESV)

Wow! That is a couple of prophets who are on fire for God, who cannot help but speak of His holiness, His mercy and His goodness. These prophets have a fire of compassion for others within them as well. They want others to catch the flame and burn for the Lord.

Today, I read this statement from A.W. Tozer:

I am looking for the fellowship of the burning heart - for men and women of all generations everywhere who love the Savior until adoration becomes the music of their soul until they don't have to be fooled with and entertained and amused.

I wholeheartedly agree! That is what I am looking for in friends and mentors, and that is what God is looking for in us!

The Lord is refreshing my life with a fresh fire of joy and compassion. It feels good to see that He is replacing  my once cold and stony heart with a heart full of the fire of His Spirit. Letting His flame grow within me has given me new strength, and I am so thankful for the life that He has brought back into my dry weary soul!

May our hearts burn with a flame that will never die! As this song says, "Don't let my love grow cold!"

Light the Fire Again

By Brian Doerksen

Don't let my love grow cold

I'm calling out

Light the fire again

Don't let my vision die

I'm calling out

Light the fire again

You know my heart, my deeds

I'm calling out

Light the fire again

I need Your discipline

I'm calling out

Light the fire again

I am here to buy gold

Refined in the fire

Naked and poor

Wretched and blind I come

Clothe me in white

So I won't be ashamed

Lord, light the fire again