A big land.

Australia is a big land. Once you leave the fertile coastal strip, containing most of the population, the rise up and over the Great Dividing Range is spectacular. The long slow descent, through the western slopes and onto the plains, brings you into a vast inland region, stretching for thousands of kilometres.

Out there, distances are not measured in miles, but in hours or even days. Numerous small towns, many in population decline as people head for the coastal cities for employment, punctuate any westbound journey. These small towns, once thriving rural centres and inhabited by businesses servicing the small farmer, are now, in the main, shells, showcasing a bygone era. There is still the wretched pub in most of these towns, but even the railroad has been superseded by bus and air travel.

I drove through some of these towns last week, and the thing that struck me most was the disappearance of the local church. Buildings that once housed congregations that preached the Gospel of Jesus Christ are now home to cafes, museums and private residences. Australia is fast becoming a secular society, devoid of spiritual interest and moral conscience.

Would you pray with me that God will send revival to our land. Us born again believers need to consecrate ourselves to God, then seek God to save many, for His glory.

“O LORD, I have heard thy speech, [and] was afraid: O LORD, revive thy work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years make known; in wrath remember mercy.” (Habakkuk 3:2)