FIRE IN OUR HEARTS
ON THE MARCH
their sins. The elders knelt in the middle and the children prayed over them... I feel different now and the joy of my salvation is returning.’ She put down her diary and continued praying — in her sleep! ‘That night,’ wrote another, ‘the Spirit kept rising within me. Tears came to my eyes and I got up to tell someone what was happening. Such gratitude was in my heart.’ Amazed, Mike surveyed his new household and wept for joy. ‘Everything was topsy-turvy,’ he wrote. ‘Sisters carried the anointing and leaders were humbled. The issues of blessing and judgement became so real. Everything was transparent — it was marvellous! As we knelt, praying and weeping, and singing and rejoicing, I wished it would never end.’ There were similar stories in other houses. We virtually forgot evangelism, and people prayed in the morning, at work, after lunch, and at night — they prayed any time, any place. We duplicated accounts of past revival movements and circulated them around the houses. We saw a pattern in revivals, as hunger for God, repentance and brokenness were followed by the cleansing blood and the power of the Spirit. An old revival song was popular at this time: Now the cleansing blood has reached me. Glory Glory to the Lamb! We saw the power of the blood as never before. Revival was blood and fire! Holy Fire was the title of a book by Colin Urquhart,80 whose community at The Hyde had also experienced God’s awesome holiness. Fire was our watchword too. 255