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Elijah and the Altar of God

When the altar of the Lord was in ruins in Elijah's day whose fault was it? Of course, it was the peoples fault. Why was the altar in ruins? Well Jezebel had destroyed Gods prophets. There was no one among the people who dared to build it back up. So there was Elijah having to restore the altar. The God of Elijah answered Elijah on God's restored altar. God's people need to restore God's altars in our land. First the restored altar must be in our own hearts. Each one of us must take the time to seek God on a daily basis, like Daniel. No one can stop a devoted heart from worshipping God except the individual. Who is stopping you from your altar?

Secondly we need to restore the family altars in our homes. These altars are in ruins.
I go into most peoples house and see huge altars. They are places of meditation and instruction. Everyone in the family worships at this altar spending countless hours around it. It's called the television. Its replaced the family altar that was common in this country for many years. We need to restore the place of praying to God as a family in our homes today.

Thirdly we need to restore the Altar of God in our churches. Yes in our churches. Too many houses of worship are becoming entertainment centers. The focus is on making the congregants feel good, not on focusing on God. Im not saying services should be boring people out of their minds. I am saying that we should be directed to the throne of God and focus on God and the work of Jesus Christ. Alas I think this is not the case. We dont have a Jezebel going from church to church dragging out pastors. Therefore we dont even have an excuse for the slovenly and irresponsibleness in preaching a non-Gospel.
Yes the Altar of God is in disrepair and we need to fix it.

Then Elijah said to all the people, Come to Me
They came to him, and he repaired the
altar of the LORD , which was in ruins.
I Kings 18:30


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