The Knees Hit The Floor

I like to think of the church over the years as an army…a strange army. It goes forward on its knees. I have a cousin in Dillon, South Carolina, a distant cousin, and he was talking a while back about one of the old Kelly homes…not my great-great-grandfather's, but his brother's…a large number of children. And in the evenings they would call in the tenants for evening worship, and they met in a room where there was a large fireplace and a wooden floor. They had no carpet in that particular room. And he said they'd be sitting in chairs, and the head of the family would read Scripture, and then everybody would drop to their knees for prayer. And maybe there'd be 30-35 people. And he said when the knees hit the floor to go down for the evening prayer – Scottish Highland custom – it would sound like the waves breaking on the shore of the Atlantic, that many knees hitting the floor! And I've often thought, "Now, that is what is happening when you have major advancement in mission, both in our own culture and our own country, and in the hard places and the wicked places, and far abroad. The knees hit the floor." It's like the waves off the shore rolling in, and there are going to be profound, real, spiritual results of that possibly not too far off.

-- Dr. Douglas Kelly, Intercession for a Lost World