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We had the privilege of visiting David Wilkerson's Times Square Church in Manhattan several years ago for an actual service. Wilkerson was one of those guys we grew up on - our generation. He was known, and still is, for his fiery and prophetic and passionate calls to repentance. That day as we sat there listening to him preach, he seemed more to us like a benevolent grandfather than the 'turn the tables over' radical we had remembered. We counted it to mellowing so gracefully with age.

Then I came across this - not eight years old yet -- the Sunday after 9/11/2001, when the Towers fell. Wilkerson's church, of course, was right in the thick of the rubble of Manhattan that day. As I listened and viewed it, it made my heart churn and brought me to tears. It was part of a message at his church that Sunday after 9/11. It isn't actually Wilkerson, but it sure sounded like him - both his voice - his words - and his fervor.

Set aside 5 minutes to listen when you don't have to be distracted by anything else. Listen.





And be blessed.