The church ought to be a million miles up the road
The church ought to be a million miles up the road
The church ought to be a million miles up the road to what it is now. We're still back down in the adolescent age, fussing, and fighting, and quarrelling, and stewing, when we ought to be consecrated, hidden away in the Holiest of holies with God. Now, we're going to speak tonight on the Holiest of holies, the dwelling place where God Himself dwelt.
Them days, He dwelt in His tabernacle. And today He dwells in you as His tabernacle. But we must make this place a dwelling, not an outer court place, or the first holy place. But we must live with God in the Holiest of holies, a consecrated, hidden life, alone, quiet with God. We become too excited, upset, about too many things. It shows there's something lacking.
The church ought to be a million miles up the road to what it is now. We're still back down in the adolescent age, fussing, and fighting, and quarrelling, and stewing, when we ought to be consecrated, hidden away in the Holiest of holies with God.
By: William Branham