Read all of these posts ,Ā including the original postĀ (covering Day 1 to Day 3 of the revival),Ā here.
Christian influencer Alisa Childers:
More from Samford University. And here:
Krystle, a Pennsylvania resident, with a testimony:
I hesitate to try and encapsulate my 24 hour trip Saturday- Sunday February 18th and 19th in Wilmore, KY in a written post. At this point itās easiest to write this than make a video because Iām still undone from the awakening/revival whatever you choose to call it. It cannot be contained or properly DESCRIBED. Much like the love of Jesus. It must be FELT to be understood. And not everyone has the same experience that I did. Thatās whats so unique about God. Wait before you scroll, thinking since you weren’t able to go you won’t know. That’s not it. The revival is already spread throughout the country, you can’t stop an outpouring like this. Just stay with me for a sec.
There are a lot of videos all over, with this type of event happening there will be skeptics and critics everywhere. It’s natural. But if you allow yourself to be in the moment, feel it. Feel the vibe that’s coming off every person actually here. You’ll get a hint. It’s overwhelming. It’s pure. It’s wonderful. You can experience the same thing in your home or church if you seek and hunger for it.
I went there on a whim with the nudging of the Holy Spirit. When your hungry, you chase after the things of God. You find a way. I had zero expectation and one prayer, “God, please don’t let me(anyone) leave unchanged.” He delivered.
As my faith has increased, so have my prayers.
Here’s what I’ve seen. A university of 1,600 in a small town of 6,000 joyfully welcome over 20,000 visitors per day. Volunteers who have worked around the clock for days trying to organize and be helpful and doing it tired but joyfully! That part amazed me. How loving and welcoming everyone was in the midst of their overwhelm. You have to understand, no one PLANNED this. There was no warning it was going to happen, they couldn’t prepare, it just happened and they had faith God would provide resources. The Salvation Army came out. They helped provide food and drink to those waiting in a line for 8+ hours just to get into one of the 6 buildings. Chick-Fil-A feeding the masses with no expectation of money for their food. Volunteers showed up. They got organized, so they could steward as many people as possible to experience this movement. It’s was remarkable. Pray for those people. They are tired but not weary. The Lord’s strength is carrying them. You can see it.
Saturday mid morning my friend and I arrived on campus after driving 9 1/2 hours from Pennsylvania. My jaw dropped. There were thousands of people outside singing and praising. There was a 4-5 hour line to get into the main auditorium. Not one complaint from anyone. The people waited. The people stayed and prayed in line. The lawn was full of worshiping and praying people from all walks and denominations. His presence was so tangible wherever you walked on that campus.
Hours passed by and we were all still gladly singing the same songs. The same words, over and over. Time was irrelevant. It seemed to fly by and stand still at the same time. We were all so caught up in the Spirit of God. It was absolutely magical. This girl who can sing but barely sings in front of people I don’t know and definitely doesn’t dance, surrendered everything Saturday. I belted out those songs like Iāve never done before. I even had some moves going. I canāt dance but I had some moves. I felt a freedom I’ve never felt.
And let me be real with all who have read this far. I was terrified.
My flesh was fighting against my spirit. My insecurities surfaced, “what does everyone think of me? People probably think I’m weird, unlovable, broken, unworthy. In unknown situations I become very insecure and shy. If I participate, people will stare. Am I doing it wrong? Am I fitting in? I’m too uncomfortable, it’s too bright in here, people can see me.” So for a spilt second, I stopped worshipping and I left. I wandered around in the dark of the campus for a bit, trying to take in other people’s carefree joy. I went back to my room to get something and in that moment I become so overwhelmed. I went back to the chapel and just began to soak it all in.
At one point I found myself a ball of mush at the alter in the Estes Chapel. I let go of my pride and just wept at the alter. A few of the staff came and prayed over me. His presence was so strong. In that moment, there were things that I had shoved in the box, locked it and threw away the key and buried it so far deep that I thought Iād forget about them, but the Lord brought them back up and said you need to give them to me. At that moment I repented, and I gave him those things that I kept locked far away. I had thought I had gotten rid of those things and let go of those feelings last year but apparently I was still holding onto a few things because I just didnāt want to get hurt and yet there in that moment everything just broke for me like the alabaster box that was broken at Jesusās feet. My tears became that perfume, and I just broke it at his feet.
There were all types of people, at all levels of freedom, and not one (at least around me) complained. No one was paying attention to how the windchill ripped through us, they paid attention to the Son.
On the screen my ears were filled with 1500 people shoulder to shoulder in the beautiful 100 year old building singing to God. Praising, worshipping, carefree and doing the dang thing. Have you ever watched someone and thought, “man, I wish I could let go like they do and just be freely in the moment?” Yeah, me too. In my 39 years I’ve never been so overwhelmed by the Spirit that I forget my surroundings and lift my arms in song.
Until now.
God took over all my insecurities. He quieted all those voices in my head plaguing me daily. He said, “daughter, take up space. You matter. I want you here. You’re not alone” and I was transformed in that space.
Close to midnight I was able to get into the Main auditorium and when I stepped foot in there, nothing else mattered. I took one picture and one video inside the auditorium and then I just engulfed myself in what was taking place in there.
So what now? It’s time to steward this wildfire in my town. God isn’t interested in a controlled burn. He wants to reach everyone. He wants the Pennsylvania winds to blow His fire through lancaster Pennsylvania and beyond.
Asbury is livestreaming bits of the services. So please find it and tune in with a spirit of curiosity…even if you’re skeptical. Just watch the people. See how they’re changing right before your eyes. Let it happen to you too.
Let’s gather and pray. Pray for our students and young adults. The ones who are raising new life . They’re about to change the world. Pray for young and old to surrender and come back to our first love. Come and confess and repent and draw closer to Him. Iām more hungrier now than I was before going.
Fair:
Beware: Biden is coming for the revival:
Elizabeth has a spare bedroom in Wilmore:
Hey, my name is Elizabeth. I made a post a few days ago offering someone to stay in our spare bedroom. Unfortunately, the morning after I made my original post or basement flooded and we donāt have heat or hot water.
I know the revival is possibly āendingā soon, or may be moving locations. Iām not sure. So thereās only a few days left, I believe their last day will be Friday.
But, if there is anyone who needs a place to stay for the night until then, our offer still stands.
However, weāve gotten all of the water out of the basement. But our hot water heater needs to dry out and we need to figure out why we donāt have heart. BUT, weāve got 2 huge space hearters (RIP our electric bill 
lol) weāve been using that are working great & keeping our home warm.
I know this isnāt the most ideal situation, but if we can help anyone anyway we can weāre happy too. Soif you need a place to stay for the night, weāre more than happy to help. Weāre located roughly 25-30 minutes from Asbury. Please message me if you are interested.
Students praying for revival at Baylor University:
The New Apostolic Reformation/Seven Mountain Dominionist/Trump is King Cyrus gang is all over this:
Mom and daughter:
More KJV-only, fundamentalist Old Lightism:
A message for “celebrities”:
Sunday night’s worship:
Brian is a San Antonio evangelical pastor:
Atheists in the house. A report from Hannah:
This guys a real downer:
Someone told this pastor that America is “in trouble before God” because of “greed, not sexual sin.” The pastor calls the guy who said this a “weirdo.” And, as you might have guessed, this story is mentioned in an interview on the Asbury Revival with the Liberty University’s Standing for Freedom Center:
The National Association of Evangelicals: