Choosing Covenant Over Compromise
I saw a vision—dry land cracked beneath a silent sky, and hearts torn between two loves. The people stood restless, parched in soul, caught between the world and the Word. I stood on the heights, and before me rose the echo of Elijah’s cry: “How long will you hesitate between two opinions? If the Lord is God, follow Him; but if Baal, follow him” (1 Kings 18:21, AMP).
The Hebrew word pasach cuts like a sword. It means to limp, to skip, to hesitate. The same word used in Exodus, when the Lord passed over the homes marked by blood. It speaks both of mercy and movement. Elijah wasn’t just confronting idols—he was calling Israel back to the dance. A covenant dance they had forgotten, traded for the limp of confusion.
The prophets of Baal danced too—but their worship turned to madness. They cried, cut themselves, and bled for a god who does not speak. Their frenzy bore no fire. Their altar stayed cold.
But Elijah repaired the altar of the Lord. He rebuilt what had been broken. Twelve stones for twelve tribes. Water poured out, soaking everything. Then he prayed: “O Lord, God of Abraham, Isaac, and Israel, let it be known today that You are God…” (1 Kings 18:36, AMP).
And the fire fell.
Not just on the sacrifice, but on the stones. On the water. On the dust. Heaven answered with holy flame. And all the people fell facedown and cried out, “The Lord, He is God! The Lord, He is God!” (v. 39).
The Same Choice Stands Before Us
Like Israel, we have hesitated. We’ve danced with Baal and tried to keep a hand on heaven. But there is no middle ground. Covenant demands everything.
America, too, was once drenched in blessing. But the altar lies broken. The rain has stopped. We follow the limp of modern idols—self, entertainment, power, money. And still we expect fire?
The voice of Elijah calls again: “Choose this day whom you will serve” (Joshua 24:15, AMP).
Return to the dance. The dance of Passover. The dance of deliverance. The dance of covenant love. There is no joy in hesitation, only weariness. The only fire that still falls is on the altar of full surrender.
Let us echo David’s cry: “Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me” (Psalm 51:10, AMP). Let the fire fall again.
A Prayer to Rebuild the Altar
Father,
We confess—we have limped when You called us to dance. We’ve hesitated when You called us to holiness. We repent. Restore the broken altar of our hearts. Break every idol and remove every distraction.
Send Your fire again. Pour out Your Spirit. Let our lives burn with holiness. Let our worship be pure. And let our voices cry, not in confusion, but in conviction: The Lord, He is God! The Lord, He is God!
In the name of Yeshua, our Passover Lamb—Amen.
Let the limp be healed. Let the rain fall. Return to the dance!