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During the month of Chislev in the twentieth year when I was in the fortress city of Susa, Hanani, one if my brothers, arrived with men from Judah, and I questioned them about Jerusalem and the Jewish remnant that has survived exile. They said to me, "The remnant in the province, who survived the exile, are in great trouble and disgrace. Jerusalem's wall has been broken down, and it's gates have been burned down."

When I heard these words, I sat down and wept, I mourned for a number of days, fasting and praying before the God of heaven. Nehemiah 1:1-4

I have moved away from the gospel of Luke as twice in this past week the book of Nehemiah has been presented to me and I am under conviction this is where God is for me. I have been burdens with the state of Christendom. I see Christians running to and for to doctors, unable to find healing. It is as though they are captured by sickness.

I am always one who responds to prayer and I have been interceding a lot lately for our country, the elections, the treatment of our farmers and the little people who keep this country going. I hate abuse produced by arrogant indifference to the plight of others. I hate how we harden our hearts to the lost, the hurting and the abused. We sit and watch our TVs and see the carnage taking place, elsewhere, and fail to respond. This is grievous indeed.

I am saddened that the walls in our society are broken down. The Christian does not live as a Christian, there is often no difference to the unbelieving neighbour next door. As a consequence sickness and disease is commonplace. Every time I turn around someone has cancer or something equally awful.

Our society does not honour God any more as a whole. Sundays has become their day, not His day.

I weep because the walls are broken and we are in disgrace. What can I do? Begin to rebuild the walls. I have mentioned in previous posts about the weapons of our warfare and one of them is giving. When we hear this we think money but recently The Lord is impressing on me that as a Christian I must get out into community and serve, not to make money but just to give my time.

I belong to Rotary and I am involved in a committee to raise funds for youth in the community. However there are other teams going out into the world to give aid to the underprivileged. I must serve where God has me and bring His fragrance to the lost and dying. This is my calling in life and I must go. What about you?