A Heart for God
Have you ever longed for something so deeply that it physically hurt? Not just a passing desire, but an aching—a twisting in your soul that reaches all the way to your bones. A yearning so intense it leaves you restless, desperate, undone.
That is the cry of my heart when I think about the presence of God. I am hungry—not for mere religion, not for church as usual—but for a true move of God. I long for revival. I long for healing both spiritual and physical. I want to see the undeniable hand of the Almighty at work, where lives are transformed, addictions are broken, hearts made new, miracles that cannot be explained away, and redemption that no man can take credit for.
My spirit grieves when I look around. The pain, the confusion, the darkness—it’s everywhere. People are wandering, wounded, weary. And in that deep sorrow, I begin to sense a whisper of Christ’s own heart. Because this aching… this longing… it must be something like what Jesus felt.
Scripture says He was moved with compassion (Matthew 9:36). Not casual concern—compassion so deep it compelled Him to act, to teach, to heal, to give, and ultimately, to die. Jesus didn’t merely recognize humanity’s lostness—He carried it. He bore it all the way to the cross. His mission was clear, and His commitment to it was fueled by divine passion. He saw the multitudes and was broken for them; Sheep without a shepherd.
And here I stand, aware of how far I am from that kind of compassion. My love falls short. My resolve wavers. Yet, I feel the Spirit stirring in me and reminding me that purpose without passion is powerless. To walk in the footsteps of Christ, I must allow my heart to be broken like His. I must learn to see the lost the way He sees them. I need to feel the weight of eternity on my shoulders—not in despair, but in love.
So, let this longing grow. Let it drive me to my knees. Lord, birth in me a holy hunger that refuses to be satisfied by anything less than God’s holy presence. Let revival begin here in the aching place of my heart. In the place where passion meets purpose. In the place where I say, "Here I am, Lord. Send me."
With Gratitude, Pastor Jesse