Why Revival Tarries

Leonard Ravenhill

• Publisher: Bethany House Publishers
• Year: 2004
• Print ISBN: 9780764229053
• eBook ISBN: 9781585588268
• Topic: Theology & Religion
• Subtopic: Christianity

An Urgent Call to Revival

Leonard Ravenhill became one of the twentieth century's greatest authorities on revival, and the heart of his message to the Church is contained in these pages. His message is drastic, fearless, and often radical.

Appalled by the disparity between the New Testament Church and what passes for the Church today, Ravenhill gives a no-compromise call to the principles of biblical revival. As timely a call to revival today as it was when first published decades ago.

Includes questions for group and individual study.

CHAPTER ONE
With All Thy Getting,
Get Unction

The Cinderella of the church of today is the prayer meeting. This handmaid of the Lord is unloved and unwooed because she is not dripping with the pearls of intellectualism, nor glamorous with the silks of philosophy; neither is she enchanting with the tiara of psychology. She wears the homespuns of sincerity and humility and so is not afraid to kneel!

The offense of prayer is that it does not essentially tie in to mental efficiency. (That is not to say that prayer is a partner to mental sloth; in these days efficiency is at a premium.) Prayer is conditioned by one thing alone and that is spirituality. One does not need to be spiritual to preach, that is, to make and deliver sermons of homiletical perfection and exegetical exactitude. By a combination of memory, knowledge, ambition, personality, plus well-lined bookshelves, self-confidence, and a sense of having arrived—brother, the pulpit is yours almost anywhere these days. Preaching of the type mentioned affects men; prayer affects God. Preaching affects time; prayer affects eternity. The pulpit can be a shopwindow to display our talents; the closet speaks death to display.

The tragedy of this late hour is that we have too many dead men in the pulpits giving out too many dead sermons to too many dead people. Oh! the horror of it. There is a strange thing that I have seen ‘‘under the sun,’’ even in the fundamentalist circles; it is preaching without unction. What is unction? I hardly know. But I know what it is not (or at least I know when it is not upon my own soul). Preaching without unction kills instead of giving life. The unctionless preacher is a savor of death unto death. The Word does not live unless the unction is upon the preacher. Preacher, with all thy getting—get unction.

Brethren, we could well manage to be half as intellectual (of the modern pseudo kind) if we were twice as spiritual. Preaching is a spiritual business. A sermon born in the head reaches the head; a sermon born in the heart reaches the heart. Under God, a spiritual preacher will produce spiritually minded people. Unction is not a gentle dove beating her wings against the bars outside of the preacher’s soul; rather, she must be pursued and won. Unction cannot be learned, only earned—by prayer. Unction is God’s knighthood for the soldier-preacher who has wrestled in prayer and gained the victory. Victory is not won in the pulpit by firing intellectual bullets or wisecracks, but in the prayer closet; it is won or lost before the preacher’s foot enters the pulpit. Unction is like dynamite. Unction comes not by the medium of the bishop’s hands, neither does it mildew when the preacher is cast into prison. Unction will pierce and percolate; it will sweeten and soften. When the hammer of logic and the fire of human zeal fail to open the stony heart, unction will succeed.

What a fever of church building there is just now! Yet without unctionized preachers, these altars will never see anxious penitents. Suppose that we saw fishing boats, with the latest in radar equipment and fishing gear, launched month after month and put out to sea only to return without a catch—what excuse would we take for this barrenness? Yet thousands of churches see empty altars week after week and year after year, and cover this sterile situation by misapplying the Scripture, ‘‘My word . . . shall not return unto me void.’’ (Incidentally, this seems to be one of the very few texts that the dispensationalists forgot to tell us was written to the Jews!)

The ugly fact is that altar fires are either out or burning very low. The prayer meeting is dead or dying. By our attitude to prayer we tell God that what was begun in the Spirit we can finish in the flesh. What church ever asks its candidating ministers what time they spend in prayer? Yet ministers who do not spend two hours a day in prayer are not worth a dime a dozen, degrees or no degrees.

The church today is standing on the sidewalk, watching with fever and frustration, while the sin-dominated evil geniuses of Moscow strut the middle of the road, breathing out threatenings against ‘‘whatsoever things are lovely and of good report.’’ Behind, follows the purple pageantry of papal Rome. Moreover, the devil has substituted reincarnation for regeneration, familiar spirits for the Holy Spirit, Christian Science for divine healing, the Antichrist for the true Christ, and the Church of Rome for the true Church.

Against these twin evils of Communism and Romanism, what has the Church to offer? Where is the supernatural? Both in the pulpit and in the press, somnolence seems to have overtaken religious controversy of late. Even Rome does not call us Protestants any more; we have just the juiceless name of non-Catholics! Significant, isn’t it? Hell has no fury like that of this ‘‘Mother of Harlots’’ when she is stirred. But who now ‘‘earnestly contends for the faith once delivered to the saints’’? Where are our unctionized pulpit crusaders? Preachers who should be fishing for men are now too often fishing for compliments from men. Preachers used to sow seed; now they string intellectual pearls. (Imagine a field sown with pearls!)

Away with this palsied, powerless preaching which is unmoving because it was born in a tomb instead of a womb, and nourished in a fireless, prayerless soul. We may preach and perish, but we cannot pray and perish. If God called us to the ministry, then, dear brethren, I contend that we should get unctionized. With all thy getting—get unction, lest barren altars be the badge of our unctionless intellectualism.

Our praying, however, needs to be pressed and pursued with an energy that never tires, a persistency which will not be denied, and a courage which never fails.

—E. M. BOUNDS

But ye, beloved, building up yourselves on your most holy faith, PRAYING IN THE HOLY GHOST.

—JUDE

O that we were more deeply moved by the languishing state of Christ’s cause upon the earth today, by the inroads of the enemy and the awful desolation he has wrought in Zion. Alas that a spirit of indifference, or at least of fatalistic stoicism, is freezing so many of us.

—A. W. PINK

Prayer was pre-eminently the business of his life.

—BIOGRAPHER OF EDWIN PAYSON

Whole days and WEEKS have I spent prostrate on the ground in silent or vocal prayer.

—GEORGE WHITEFIELD

All decays begin in the closet; no heart thrives without much secret converse with God, and nothing will make amends for the want of it.

—BERRIDGE

It seemed to me as if he had gone straight into heaven, and lost himself in God; but often when he had done praying he was as white as the wall.

—A FRIEND’S COMMENT AFTER
MEETING TERSTEEGEN AT
KRONENBERG

CHAPTER TWO
Prayer Grasps Eternity

No man is greater than his prayer life. The pastor who is not praying is playing; the people who are not praying are straying. The pulpit can be a shopwindow to display one’s talents; the prayer closet allows no showing off.

Poverty-stricken as the Church is today in many things, she is most stricken here, in the place of prayer. We have many organizers, but few agonizers; many players and payers, few pray-ers; many singers, few clingers; lots of pastors, few wrestlers; many fears, few tears; much fashion, little passion; many interferers, few intercessors; many writers, but few fighters. Failing here, we fail everywhere.

The two prerequisites to successful Christian living are vision and passion, both of which are born in and maintained by prayer. The ministry of preaching is open to few; the ministry of prayer—the highest ministry of all human offices—is open to all. Spiritual adolescents say, ‘‘I’ll not go tonight, it’s only the prayer meeting.’’ It may be that Satan has little cause to fear most preaching. Yet past experiences sting him to rally all his infernal army to fight against God’s people praying. Modern Christians know little of ‘‘binding and loosing,’’ though the onus is on us—‘‘Whatsoever ye shall bind. . . .’’ Have you done any of this lately? God is not prodigal with His power; but to be much for God, we must be much with God.

This world hits the trail for hell with a speed that makes our fastest plane look like a tortoise; yet alas, few of us can remember the last time we missed our bed for a night of waiting upon God for a world-shaking revival. Our compassions are not moved. We mistake the scaffolding for the building. Present-day preaching, with its pale interpretation of divine truths, causes us to mistake action for unction, commotion for creation, and rattles for revivals.

The secret of praying is praying in secret. A sinning man will stop praying, and a praying man will stop sinning. We are beggared and bankrupt, but not broken, nor even bent.

Prayer is profoundly simple and simply profound. ‘‘Prayer is the simplest form of speech that infant lips can try,’’ and yet so sublime that it outranges all speech and exhausts man’s vocabulary. A Niagara of burning words does not mean that God is either impressed or moved. One of the most profound of Old Testament intercessors had no language—‘‘Her lips moved, but her voice was not heard.’’ No linguist here! There are ‘‘groanings which cannot be uttered.’’

Are we so substandard to New Testament Christianity that we know not the historical faith of our fathers (with its implications and operations), but only the hysterical faith of our fellows? Prayer is to the believer what capital is to the business man.

Can any deny that in the modern church setup the main cause of anxiety is money? Yet that which tries the modern churches the most, troub...

Table of contents

• Cover
• Title
• Copyright Page
• Dedication
• Contents
• Epigraph
• Foreword
• Preface
• 1. With All Thy Getting, Get Unction
• 2. Prayer Grasps Eternity
• 3. A Call for Unction in the Pulpit — Action in the Pew!
• 4. Where Are the Elijahs of God?
• 5. Revival in a Bone Yard
• 6. Revival Tarries—Because
• 7. Is Soul-Hot Preaching a Lost Art?
• 8. Unbelieving Believers
• 9. Wanted—Prophets for a Day of Doom!
• 10. Fire Begets Fire
• 11. Why Don’t They Stir Themselves?
• 12. The Prodigal Church in a Prodigal World
• 13. Wanted—A Prophet to Preach to Preachers!
• 14. An Empire Builder for God
• 15. Branded—For Christ!
• 16. ‘‘Give Me Children, or I’ll Die!’’
• 17. ‘‘The Filth of the World’’
• 18. Prayer As Vast As God
• 19. As the Church Goes, So Goes the World
• 20. Known in Hell
• Study Questions
• About the Author
• Other Books by Leonard Ravenhill
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• Back Cover