Throughout the Bible, God sent his prophets to the people. Their job was to speak God's word to the people. Unfortunately, that usually meant telling them that they were on the wrong path and needed to turn back to God. As you might imagine, this message was not always welcome and the prophets often paid the price. (You've heard the saying, "Don't kill the messenger?) For example:
Jeremiah told the King that Babylon would win the war and th0se who surrendered would live. He was cast into a well for his advice.
Daniel was held in captivity in Babylon, and even after release and promotion by the King he was thrown in the lion's den.
Sounds like a fun job, eh?
Do we have modern day prophets? What might a prophetic message to America look like today? I've always thought the message of this song had the flavor of modern day prophecy:
Keith Green: Asleep in the Light
Do you see, do you see
All the people sinking down
Don't you care, don't you care
Are you gonna let them drown
How can you be so numb
Not to care if they come
You close your eyes
And pretend the job's done
"Oh bless me Lord, bless me Lord";
You know it's all I ever hear
No one aches, no one hurts
No one even sheds one tear
But He cries, He weeps, He bleeds
And He cares for your needs
And you just lay back
And keep soaking it in,
Oh, can't you see it's such a sin?
Cause He brings people to you door,
And you turn them away
As you smile and say,
"God bless you, be at peace";
And all heaven just weeps
Cause Jesus came to you door
You've left him out on the streets
Open up open up
And give yourself away
You see the need, you hear the cries
So how can you delay
God's calling and you're the one
But like Jonah you run
He's told you to speak
But you keep holding it in,
Oh can't you see it's such a sin?
The world is sleeping in the dark
That the church just can't fight
Cause it's asleep in the light
How can you be so dead
When you've been so well fed
Jesus rose from the grave
And you, you can't even get out of bed
Oh, Jesus rose from the dead
Come on, get out of your bed
How can you be so numb
Not to care if they come
You close your eyes
And pretend the job's done
You close your eyes
And pretend the job's done
Don't close your eyes
Don't pretend the jobs done
Come away, come away, come away with Me my love,
Come away, from this mess, come away with Me, my love.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not calling Keith Green a prophet. I'm saying the message here is what I would expect to hear from a modern day prophet, calling us to live out our faith.