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Return to the Lord: A Blood-Soaked Prayer

The Lord is here now. He calls us to return in brokenness.

But will we truly come to Him? Not with hollow prayers. Not with rehearsed religion. But with hearts torn, spirits humbled, souls undone? Will we come not only for what He can do, but for who He is—holy, righteous, beautiful beyond compare?

Oh, Church, it is time.

Break your heart before Him. Tear it like the veil was torn—wide open, exposed to His light. We don’t need better words—we need real repentance. We need holy desperation. We need blood-soaked prayer—not because we bleed, but because He did.

Our hearts groan with conviction.

We have sinned.

We have tolerated what He hates.

We have made peace with the chains He died to break.

We have been too full of ourselves to be filled with Him.

A heart laid bare before the Lord—brokenness that becomes the doorway to healing, freedom, and revival.

But now—we return.

We yearn for more of Him. Less of us.

We cry like David: “Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me.” (Psalm 51:10, NASB)

We cry like Moses: “If Your presence does not go with us, do not lead us up from here.”(Exodus 33:15, NASB)

We cry like the psalmist: “My soul thirsts for God, for the living God; when shall I come and appear before God?” (Psalm 42:2, NASB)

Let us return not just in words, but in weeping. Let us fall at the feet of Yeshua and cry, “Worthy!” with tears streaming down our cheeks—not because we want something from His hand, but because we cannot live without His face.

Ask Him now:

Lord, I repent.

Lord, I need You.

Lord, I’m not okay with sin anymore.

Lord, I want You more than comfort, more than control, more than myself.

Let the Spirit groan within you. Even when you don’t know how to pray, He knows the cry of the heart. And with just a word—He can change everything.

He has the power to heal.

He has the power to deliver.

He has the power to break every chain.

He has the power to purify your heart.

He has the power to make you new.

But He is not just power.

He is your portion. He is your reward. He is your God.

Prayer

Lord God, I come not to be comforted but to be changed. My heart is broken over my sin. I don’t want to be the same. I want You. I want Your holiness to burn in me. I want Your presence to wreck me and remake me. Tear down everything false, everything proud, everything impure. I surrender again. I repent again. I lay myself down—not to gain a blessing, but to give You the worship You deserve. You are everything, and I want only You. In the name of Yeshua, the Lamb who was slain, Amen.

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COME TO THE LORD

Come, beloved. Come to the Lord. Come because the river flows freely to all who thirst. The Spirit and the Bride say, “Come!”—and let the one who hears echo it still. Let the one who is thirsty draw near, and let the one who desires take the water of life without cost (Revelation 22:17, NASB). There is no cost but surrender. No price but your pride. No payment but your praise.

Let your soul rise now and walk into His presence. The Lord is holy. The Lord is above all, seated high and lifted up. The train of His robe fills the temple, and the whole earth cries, “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord of hosts, the whole earth is full of His glory” (Isaiah 6:1–3, NASB). Do not stand far off. You were made for this presence. The river is here. Come and be immersed. Come and be filled.

The wind blows where it wills, and you hear its sound—but do you not perceive the Spirit moving? Do you not feel Him calling you deeper? He comes to rest on the yielded, to dwell with the hungry. “If anyone loves Me, he will keep My word; and My Father will love him, and We will come to him and make Our dwelling with him” (John 14:23, NASB). Lay it all down. Every lesser thing. Every fear. Every idol. Let your flesh be silenced and your heart rise with the cry, “More of You, Lord. Only You.”

You sang the songs. You lifted hands. But now He calls you to live it. To walk where the river leads. To yield your vessel and be filled with fire from above. “You will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you shall be My witnesses” (Acts 1:8, NASB). This is not a performance. This is not an echo of yesterday’s fire. This is the glory of the Living God, descending now—hovering over you, waiting to rest within you.

You asked, “How long, O Lord?”—but He asks you, “Will you come away with Me?” You cry for victory, yet hesitate at the altar. The fire falls where the sacrifice is laid. The cloud descends where the people wait. The river breaks forth where dry ground is broken. Come, not with pretense, but with hunger. Come, not to be seen, but to behold.

Come to the Lord.

He is able. “Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think, according to the power that works within us…” (Ephesians 3:20, NASB).

He is the One your soul longs for. “As the deer pants for the water brooks, so my soul pants for You, God” (Psalm 42:1, NASB).

He is the glory we cry out for.

He is the river we wade into.

He is the fire that rests on us.

He is the house we were made to dwell in.

Prayer

Lord, I come. I lay it all down—my sin, my striving, my self. Wash me in Your river. Rest on me with Your Spirit. Let Your glory fall here and now. I long for You, and You alone. You are holy, You are able, You are above all, and I surrender to Your presence. Lead me into the deep places. Fill me until I overflow. Let my life become a house where You dwell forever. In the name of Yeshua, amen.

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Come Back to the Cross

“How long will you waver between two opinions? If the Lord is God, follow Him!” (1 Kings 18:21, NASB, emphasis added)

This is the cry of the prophet Elijah—but it is also the cry of God’s heart to you today. Come back to the Cross. Not to a symbol of religion, but to the place of decision. Come back to the Savior who died—not to be represented in stone—but to reign in your heart.

You cannot serve two masters. You cannot cling to tradition and truth, to saints and to the Son. If Jesus is Lord, follow Him. But do not delay. Do not live your life bowing before one altar on Sunday and another in private. Come out of the confusion. Choose today whom you will serve.

The early disciples made their choice. They forsook the temple and followed the Lamb. They left behind the old covenant, the blood of bulls and goats, and embraced the once-for-all sacrifice of Jesus Christ. “We have been sanctified through the offering of the body of Jesus Christ once for all time” (Hebrews 10:10, NASB). So, why not heed the call now and come back to the Cross?

Do not look back to what He fulfilled. Look to Him. He is not on the crucifix. He is risen. The veil is torn. Access is granted. Why then do you run to mediators God did not send? Why light candles for saints who cannot save, when Jesus stands ready to receive you?

He alone is your High Priest. He alone is your Shepherd. He alone is worthy. “There is salvation in no one else; for there is no other name under heaven that has been given among mankind by which we must be saved” (Acts 4:12, NASB).

Come back to the Cross—where no incense burns, but where holy fire fell. Come back to the place where mercy triumphed over judgment. Come back to the blood that cleanses, the grace that frees, the love that pursues you still.

You’ve known religion. But now God calls you to know Him.

Not through Mary. Not through saints. Not through ritual. Through the Son.

“For there is one God, and one Mediator also between God and mankind, the man Christ Jesus” (1 Timothy 2:5, NASB). That is the gospel. That is your invitation. That is your line in the sand.

Come back to the Cross. Forsake the idols. Tear down every image that steals your worship.

This is the voice of Jesus: “If anyone wants to come after Me, he must deny himself, take up his cross daily, and follow Me” (Luke 9:23, NASB). No substitutes. No middlemen. No lifeless images.

Only Christ.

So choose. Choose before the fire falls. Choose before the trumpet sounds. Choose before your time runs out.

Come back to the Cross. Come back to the living God. Come back while the door is still open.

Prayer

Lord Jesus, I hear You calling. I will not waver any longer. I cast down every idol, every tradition that has replaced You in my life. I repent of divided loyalty. I believe You alone are the way, the truth, and the life. Cleanse me by Your blood. Fill me with Your Spirit. I come back to the Cross. And I choose You—now and forever. Amen.

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