By Chad Taylor
At approximately 1:05 A.M. Wed. night, (Thursday morning) March 14th, the Lord prompted me to leave my downtown apartment and walk the streets of Boise and pray.  I exited my apartment around 1:05 A.M. and hit the sidewalk with bible in hand.  A hundred yards away is a square city block of bars and nightclubs with street vendors and crowds of people that go from bar to bar.  I walked in that direction weaving through the crowds of young people.  I approached a dance club called "6th & Main."  We frequently go into this one particular club to pray around midnight on Wednesdays when the underage crowd is allowed in.  Tonight was no different, crowds of scantily dressed young people drinking and dancing.  I entered the establishment, walked around to see if I knew any of the kids, then exited back to the street minutes later. 
As I exited the building I ran into one young man I knew from The Flame outreach.  As we talked a crowd began to gather, it was obvious that there was some kind of conflict between a bunch of the people.  Someone mentioned going to get a gun.  Suddenly, not more than 20 ft. away from where I stood shots rang out.  People began to scatter and run.  It seemed endless as the deafening thunder of the gun echoed up and down the streets.  8 shots were reported fired by police and by-standers later.  One witness I talked to said that the person had the gun, was pointing it around at the crowd, (the crowd I was standing in talking!) then suddenly his hand went up into the air and his gun went off, BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! 
Everyone scattered, including myself.  I went around the nearest corner of the building and stood.  I looked around as everyone was frozen in a state of shock.  I finally glanced around the corner, walked across the street and watched as countless police cars converged on the scene.  Yellow police tape was put up around the crime scene as they collected and searched for evidence.  No more than 5 minutes elapsed after I left my apartment that these gun shots went off.  I know beyond a shadow of a doubt it was the hand of God who grabbed that young man's hand and caused his gun to go off into the air.  Eight lives were spared tonight.  God is still speaking to me less than an a hour after this incident.  Our presence every day as we walk the streets of our cities, pushes back the darkness and death resulting in innumerable lives that are spared.
The Bible talks about "the mystery of lawlessness is already at work and He who now restrains will do so until He is taken out of the way..."  He who restrains is God, or should I say, God in us!  We usually refer to this scripture reference to the rapture.  Really it can be applied tonight as well.  God restrained that man from killing people!  God was in me tonight as He led me to that exact spot in the line of fire to pray!  If "He is taken out of the way" by us not going out, there is no restraint for sin and lawlessness.  We are the only restraint or barrier toward evil running rampant in our cities and streets.  WE MUST GO OUT AND RESTRAIN THE DEATH AND SIN THAT IS COMING AGAINST OUR CHILDREN! 
I weep tonight as I think of all the children that walk the streets tonight and will meet their death because there was no restraint.  No witness of His love to divert the bullet, the knife, the devil.  My heart breaks as I think of all the kids who will die tonight even as I write this report.  The cry of the Spirit in this hour is, "Whom shall we send?!  Who will go for us?!"  Who will raise a standard in the streets of America and push back the flood of darkness?  Who will stir themselves from the apathy of modern day religion and count the cost of the cross?  "Deny yourself and follow Me...Love not your own life even unto death..."  If we do not lay our lives down for Jesus, millions of children will be forced to by bullets, drugs, and abuse.  We MUST raise the standard of our devotion and take the streets by force!  We must stretch out the places of our habitations and possess our cities!  We cannot afford to wait another day to obey this urgent call...

"I have cried until the tears no longer come; my heart is broken, my spirit poured out, as I see what has happened to my people; little children and tiny babies are fainting and dying in the streets.  "Mama, Mama, we want food," they cry, and then collapse upon their mothers' shrunken breasts. Their lives ebb away like those wounded in battle..."      (Lamentations 2:11-12 -Living Bible).

Chad Taylor
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