In singing A Mighty Fortress, we are singing of the only answer that can save our nation – the one little word.
God spoke the Word and all that is made was made. That same Word holds all things together. That Word became flesh and dwelt with us. That Word was hung on a cross for our sins and that Word died, was buried, and rose again. In so doing, that Word made a mockery of every principality and power that would ever stand against God and His Word – He laughs at their attempts to undo His perfect plan.
In Psalm 107, we read that “He sent His Word and healed them and delivered them from their destructions” and that is just what we need. A Word. One little Word. Jesus.
Come and worship, He says – come and bow down before the Lord your Maker – the One Who is making all things new. As we do, He promises to shake heaven and earth, to reveal His glory and the folly of unbelief and rebellion, to batter down the gates of Hades, to renew you and your family in His goodness, from the confession of your sin to the communion at His table of Grace and Thanksgiving.
Come with boldness, come with confidence, come with humility. It is unbelievable that you and I are allowed into the very Presence of the Holy of holies, the King of kings, the Lord of lords, but we are. And so here we come – and He will have His way with us again – O pray for a reformation – from our hearts, to our churches – to our nation – to the world.