Tozer is the freaking bomb

I mean to offer commentary on this book at a later time–probably chapter by chapter as I read through it. But I don’t have time right now and just have to get this out there: an excerpt from The Best of A.W. Tozer, from the chapter: “Miracles Follow the Plow” (originally from Paths to Power).

The power of God comes only where it is called out by the plow. It is released into the Church only when she is doing something that demands it. By the word “doing” I do not mean mere activity. The Church has plenty of “hustle” as it is, but in all her activities she is very careful to leave her fallow ground mostly untouched. She is careful to confine her hustling within the fear-marked boundaries of complete safety. That is why she is fruitless; she is safe, but fallow.

Look around today and see where the miracles of power are taking place. Never in the seminary where each thought is prepared for the student, to be received painlessly and at second hand; never in the religion institution where tradition and habit have long ago made faith unnecessary; never in the old church where memorial tablets plastered over the furniture bear silent testimony to a glory that once was. Invariably where daring faith is struggling to advance against hopeless odds, there is God sending “help from the sanctuary.”

In the missionary society with which I have for many years been associated, I have noticed that the power of God has always hovered over our frontiers. Miracles have accompanied our advances and have ceased when and where we allowed ourselves to become satisfied and ceased to advance. The creed of power cannot save a movement from barrenness. There must be also the work of power.

But I am more concerned with the effect of this truth upon the local church and the individual. Look at that church where plentiful fruit was once the regular and expected thing, but now there is little or no fruit, and the power of God seems to be in abeyance. What is the trouble? God has not changed, nor has His purpose for that church changed in the slightest measure. No, the church itself has changed.

A little self-examination will reveal that is and its members have become fallow. It has lived through its early travails and has now come to accept an easier way of life. It is content to carry on its painless program with enough money to pay its bills and a membership large enough to assure its future. Its members now look to it for security rather than for guidance in the battle between good and evil. It has become a school instead of a barracks. Its members are students, not soldiers. They study the experiences of others instead of seeking new experiences of their own.

The only way to power for such a church is to come out of hiding and once more take the danger-encircled path of obedience. Its security is its deadliest foe. The church that fears the plow writes its own epitaph; the church that uses the plow walks in the way of revival.

I’m proud to say, I’m part of a plowing church. Boy is the ground tough sometimes.

Joel Maust

Joel Maust is a blogger, marketer and photographer living in the beautiful Flathead Valley of northwest Montana.

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sherry

about 11 years ago

completely amazing. i want to shout this from the roof top of the churches. i hear this loud, terrifying cry in my heart reading this kind of thing "WAKE UP! WAKE UP!" sound the alarm, go to war. those in the trenches are bloody and need reinforcements. WAKE UP! WAKE UP! WAKE UP!

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Rebecca

about 11 years ago

Tozar IS the bomb. The freaking bomb. I was given a book of his that is a compilation of 30 of his essays or so. Very inspirational and usually out-of-control convicting.

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Eric

about 11 years ago

This was the exact topic at our church this past weekend. Some of you know - I go to a mega-church - but KCC definitely is not sitting back like a fat cat. Here is link to the message if anyone is interested: http://kensingtonchurch.org//messages/index.php Click on "When God Absolutely Has To Show Up." Listen to either pastor, but I like Dave Wilson. He is the Lions' chaplain and always has interesting stories.

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