The People’s Revival

America worships greed. Everything is for sale — your health, your housing, even your water. The system teaches you to hoard, to fight your neighbor, to bow down to the false god of comfort. And the church? They’re no better. In fact, they’re worse. They take the offerings meant for the poor and embezzle them Continue reading

We don’t stumble into goodness by accident. We put ourselves in places where the Light can break through. A bar, a bus stop, a corner store, a laundromat — anywhere the people are. A kind word, a steady look, an offer to help carry a bag. Ordinary acts that cut through the dark. The Principle Continue reading

We are the voice in the wilderness, the cry from the shop floor, the shout from the streets. We are the sons and daughters of the working class, the poor, and the forgotten—rising against the plunder of the rich, the corruption of false churches, and the chains of a broken empire. Our standard is not Continue reading

The job of any believer, and this goes ten times over for those who claim to be preachers, during a time when fascism and autocracy rears its head, is to advocate and to protect the most vulnerable in a society. The world is bone-tired of your sermons, and slogans, and marketing campaigns. They are struggling Continue reading

Hey Christians. Remember when Mrs. Kirk said that she forgave the shooter? That was a Christian action. When Trump said that he hates his enemies and wants the worst for them, that was an antichrist message. Every single one of the political figures that hijacked that memorial service showed their true colors. They are godless, Continue reading

We are a People’s Revival — a movement of the Spirit for the working class, the overlooked, and anyone fed up with being used by churches, billionaires, and false prophets. We follow the red letters of Jesus, not institutional rules or fancy buildings. We gather to wake people up, to expose the powers that exploit Continue reading

I have preached on the Lazarus Generation for at least twenty-five years. And I was wrong. I was given the mantle of this by the preacher who first heard it from the Spirit and coined the phrase. He and I were both wrong. If you were to gauge exactly who this generation is and how Continue reading

I don’t think that you can be disqualified. I do believe that you can be hobbled. I’m just saying that there is some line between a trial and a breaking. Almost like it’s amateur versus pro or something. I thought I was broken at 10. Turns out, there was way, way more behind curtain number Continue reading

Many times over the years I have walked into a church building and felt uncomfortable. There was no single source that I could point at for what I was feeling, just that feeling of discomfort and the overwhelming desire to be out of there as soon as I could. I had a tough time putting Continue reading