The book of Job, that this man was
very centered on his own righteousness.
I want to talk to you tonight about
David, the man who failed in his morals
and still became a man of God.
Can you imagine this man failing in one
of the most blatant sins of all generations?
A mighty king who grovels in the dust.
Can you imagine after he had sinned and
become an immoral deprecate?
Can you imagine this man still being called
a man after God's own heart?
I want to talk to you about Peter,
the man who failed in his mission.
Here is a man who had a vision
and a call, a man to whom was
entrusted the keys of the kingdom.
Here is a man that Jesus said, Yet
this man has to stand on a hillside
rejecting and cursing the very Christ that he
said he so loved.
But in spite of the fact that this
man failed in his mission, he rose as
a reconstructed man of God to stir a
whole generation and lead them to Pentecost.
And I want to talk about Jesus, the
Son of God, who was touched by all
of their infirmities and weaknesses, and he's touched
by ours as well.
Now what are the forces that go into
the making of a man of God or
a woman of God?
What do all men of God have in
common as far as inner battles and complexes?
What are the forces and pressure that God
uses to squeeze out the honey?
What are those deep and hard and cold
battles that a man who really wants the
touch of God has to face?
And don't you dare get on your knees
and say, Jesus use me.
Don't you dare say, God put your hand
on me, unless you're willing to face it.
And when you read the life story of
a missionary who's been used of God, don't
expect to read him a story of romance
and intrigue and beauty and love and honesty
and happiness.
Not at all.
You'll find Jacob sticking out all over the
pages.
You'll find heartache.
You'll find sadness.
You'll find men who cry out, I'm a
sinner.
I'm hopeless.
I don't know how God can use me.
You'll find the story of a man, not
of adventure, but of tears, who goes to
bed at night and cries himself to sleep.
That's not a missionary book that I haven't
read.
I've read the lives of all the contemporary
missionaries and all the way back in history.
And all through the pages, it is scarred
by tears and torment and suffering and failure.
But what are the forces that go into
the making of a man or woman of
God?
Now listen to me.
If you have been walking with Jesus for
at least one year, and you have not
as yet been on your knees begging God
that all Christ be formed in you, if
you have not been longing innately in your
soul to become a real man of God
of the spirit, if you as a sister
in the Lord have not been obsessed with
a desire to be a woman of God,
then you've missed the mark entirely.
There should be from your hearts and your
lips now a cry, Jesus, make me after
your image.
Let me be known as a man of
God.
I want you to know something, friends.
I've never believed that I've attained.
Never, never, never.
But there's one thing I want to be
known more than anything in the world.
I want to be known as a man
of God.
I want my living and my dying to
bring glory to Jesus.
And I want my death to glorify him
as much as my life.
And I want you to know if nothing
else, my life is obsessed to be known
as a man of God.
That should be your desire.
All right, what are these forces?
Go to the garden.
Go to Jesus, the son of God, for
he is our pattern.
All the forces that were arrayed against Job
are there in the garden arrayed against Christ.
All of the battle that David fought on
the rooftop, our Christ is there because he
was touched by all the orbit of our
feelings and our infirmities.
There is no trial that we face that
he did not face.
All the forces of torment that plagued the
soul of Peter, they're there battling with our
Savior in the garden.
Go to Gethsemane.
There you see the forces at work in
the making of a man of God.
And I suggest tonight, first of all, that
if you're to be a man or woman
of God, you must be able to take
your cup of pain.
To every man and woman of God, there
is a cup of pain.
Listen to him in the garden.
Lord, if it be possible, let this cup
depart from me.
Nevertheless, not my will but thine be done.
Now hear me.
His whole ministry had been spent in doing
the will of the Father.
For three years, the entire ministry of Christ
was designed toward Calvary.
His whole life headed for this very moment.
And I seem to hear a little bit
of pathos and pity when Jesus turns to
his disciples and he says, Will you not
watch with me?
Will you not stick with me in my
hour of trial?
Now to argue what was in that cup
that we served our Christ is immaterial, and
that's to miss the point altogether, because pain
comes in a thousand different varieties.
I'm not concerned in what kind of pain
it was.
Suffice to say that whatever was in that
cup forced Jesus to his face, to the
ground, to cry out, Oh God, if it's
at all possible, I can't take it.
I'd rather get out.
I wish you would relieve me.
It's too much for me.
Job was being served his cup of pain,
and he cried out, I am sorely pained.
I cannot see my way.
He said, I've been cast into the depths
of the mire.
Job, in the middle of his cup of
pain, cried out to God.
He said, I have bathed my sores in
tears.
He was being served his cup of pain.
David said he made his couch a bed
of tears.
He said, my bones are consumed with pain.
My flesh is consumed with pain.
I hear Jesus saying, Master, Father, if at
all possible, let this cup depart from me.
I don't know what your cup of pain
may be, friends, but there are some people
that have prayed for years for deliverance.
I believe in healing, and I believe in
afflictions, and I believe in healing afflictions.
David said if I had not been afflicted,
I would not have taught the Lord.
And don't for one minute think that just
because you have pain that it's the devil
attacking you, and that you're not living according
to the Scripture, that there's sin in your
life, and that you're being judged by God.
Because, David said, if I had not been
afflicted, I would not have taught the Lord.
And to say that the devil was doing
it was to suggest the devil was driving
him to the Father.
And friends, there have been times that I've
had to bear in my body a physical
pain for three years.
And I have prayed and I have sought
God, and yet through all that pain I
can feel God at work in my life,
driving me to Calvary and keeping me on
my knees.
And I can say after it passed from
my system, it has been good for me.
So you want to be a man of
God?
So you want the hand of God on
you?
My friend, you'll drink your cup of pain.
You'll drink your cup of pain.
You'll bathe your bed in tears.
You'll weep not so much at the feeling
of physical pain, because there's a pain far
worse than that.
That's the pain of being bruised by friends.
That's the pain that parents feel when young
children trample their hearts and break their covenants.
It's the pain between a husband and wife
when brick walls are built up between them,
when that first love has disappeared.
All the tragic turmoil of difficulties in the
home, the restless, sleepless nights, knowing that God
is real, knowing that you're walking in the
Spirit and yet being forced to drink a
cup of pain.
Don't believe for one minute that following Jesus
is nothing but happy pills.
Don't think for one minute that the Bible
says count it all joy, but he's talking
about counting it all joy in the midst
of your cup of pain.
And I see Peter approach the Master at
that hour.
He's got a sword in his hand.
And really, in essence, what Peter is saying,
Master, I'll head him off just a little
bit.
You go ahead and run.
Get out while you can.
You don't have to go through this.
We've got a lot of well-meaning ministers
and Christian people, like Peter, running around with
their little swords today, ready to cut off
the ear of all opposition, trying to cut
off the ear of the tempter, saying, run
while you can.
You don't have to put up with this.
God's a good God.
You don't have to drink this at all.
I believe God is good.
I believe God is faithful.
But go for a minute.
Try to run from your cup of pain.
Jesus said, Peter, put up your sword.
He said, shall I not drink the cup
which my Father hath given to me?
He could drink it now because he saw
the hand behind the cup.
He saw who was serving it.
But, friends, when you see the purpose behind
your suffering, when you see that it's the
hand of the Father, then drink it, my
friends.
Don't run.
Let it burn you.
Let it tear you all the way down.
Let it scar you.
Let it shake you.
But drink it because the Master holds the
cup.
Drink it, your cup of pain.
Secondly, if you are to be a man
of God, you must face your night of
confusion, your night of confusion.
Mark it down on a piece of paper
and don't forget it.
Jesus said, my soul is exceedingly sorrowful and
very heavy.
My soul is very sorrowful and very heavy.
Could you imagine the Son of God himself
in a night of confusion?
Can you see him in the garden and
can you hear him?
Did he not know that he was about
to claim all victory over hell, death, and
the grave?
Did he not have an innate sense of
guidance and direction?
Didn't he know the Father was with him?
After three years of ministering, he said, I
must do the will of my Father.
I will not be with you long.
He said to his disciples and he knew
in his eye of prophetic vision that he
would face this hour.
The hardest part of faith, my friend, is
the last half hour.
And the night of confusion always comes before
the hour of victory.
Just before the light dawns, just before the
power of faith is broken, my friend, you'll
face your night of confusion.
It seemed that all sense of direction and
guidance had been lost.
Job made it very clear.
He said, I turn to the right and
he's not there and I turn to the
left and I see that he's not there.
He's at work but I cannot perceive it.
David said, I am overwhelmed.
He said, my eye is as black as
his night of confusion had come.
Peter, in his hour of confusion, cursed the
Master.
Can you see David facing his night of
confusion?
And what he cried more than anything else
was, why me?
Job said the same thing.
He said, I haven't trusted in my gold.
He said, I have not hid my transgressions.
He said, I have been honest.
My integrity has not left me.
My steps have not fallen.
I have not slid.
He said, I have not trusted in the
arm of self.
Why me?
Why must I face this confusion?
Something that I don't even understand.
There was a maneuver in heaven and his
life was involved by a maneuver of spiritual
forces.
As if he were a little tetra being
moved on the board of life.
Why me?
I've been honest.
I've had integrity.
Why should I have to suffer?
And there are a lot of Christians like
that who are so full of self-righteousness.
I've not cheated anybody.
I'm not running around with another man's wife.
I don't have any dishonesty in me.
Why should I have to face a night
of confusion?
Why should God have to seem to turn
my guidance around so that I don't know
where I'm at?
David, in his night of confusion, can you
imagine the mighty king of a mighty nation?
Can you imagine him in his night of
confusion when the prophet Nathan came to him?
Can you imagine David searching his heart for
the three beautiful psalms that were written during
his hour or his night of confusion?
When he could not understand, he said, It
is too high for me.
My sins have overwhelmed me.
My foolishness has deceived my heart.
His foolishness.
David could not understand how after all these
years of reaching out to God, he could
have been so foolish and so stupid.
Why me?
There are lots of godly people today that
face a moral issue in their life.
In their nights of confusion, they say, Why
God?
Why me?
My heart was searching after you and suddenly
it overwhelmed me.
It plagued my soul.
A night of confusion.
I can testify tonight.
Hear me, please.
I want you to listen.
Don't think for one moment that a man
who has been used by God in any
measure has all the answers.
Don't think for one moment that he hears
from God all the time.
I've known what it is lately to face
three solid months without hearing from God's voice.
I've known what it is to walk three
months in a state of total confusion.
No guidance, there's still small voices still.
No friend with the word of advice that
meets my heart.
All my guidance patterns have gone astray and
left totally confused, with nothing but darkness in
front that I cannot see my way, making
tragic mistake after mistake, as if to say,
Oh God, I am confused.
I don't know which way to go.
You say that's some confession to make?
So you want to be a man of
God?
You will face that kind of confusion?
You will face more night of confusion, my
friend, before it's all over?
Thirdly, you must face your hour of isolation.
My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken
me?
And remember these words come from the lips
of Jesus, the Son of God.
God, why have you forsaken me?
Job said, he's become cruel to me.
I rise in the day and I rise
in the night, but he heareth me not.
David said, hath God's mercy been clean forgotten?
Hath he taken away his tender mercies from
me?
David also said, my God, my God, why
have you forsaken me?
Why hast thou turned my counsel around?
An hour of isolation, where there are no
friends, there is no help, and it appears
as though God has hidden his face.
Is it possible, is it at all possible
that God actually hides his face from a
man of God in the making?
Is it possible there's a season that God
actually lifts his hand and that God shuts
his face and hides for a season?
Of Hezekiah, 2 Chronicles 31, 31, and God
hid from him that he may prove him
and try him to find out all that
was in his heart.
And God hid from him.
David said God hid from him.
Job said that God was hiding.
Jesus said, why hast thou forsaken me?
Friends, Jesus has never been more real to
me.
I've walked with him and I've loved him.
But friends, I have known the terror, and
there's no terror like it in all the
world.
To get on your knees and find the
heavens are brass.
You cannot pray.
You cannot reach through.
There is nothing but blackness.
There is nothing but emptiness.
There is nothing but fear.
And the heart cries out, oh God, where
are you?
Is that strange to you?
Have you never faced that in your life?
Then you've never been to Calvary.
You've never been to Gethsemane.
But my friends, he said his tender mercies,
he said in just a moment of wrath
I hid myself.
But he said I will turn to thee
in tender loving mercies.
He said the blessed Redeemer would extend tender
loving mercies.
Job in his hour of isolation while he
drank his cup of pain and faced his
night of confusion, he says, the Lord knows
the path that I take.
And when he has tried me I shall
come forth as gold because I trust in
him.
David in the midst of his hour of
confusion and isolation drinking his cup of pain
said, I will sing of the mercies of
the Lord forever.
I will raise my voice in praise.
His face remained intact.
Nothing could touch it.
Hallelujah.
Now I can hear Peter on the day
of Pentecost rising above his failure.
He'd failed God in his vision.
And here he stood saying this is that
which was promised by the prophet Joel, a
vessel of God marked by the Lord.
And we know that these were men of
God.
The scripture said that God blessed Job.
The scripture says to the prophet Samuel, this
is he, anointed.
God had handpicked David.
We know that God's hand was on these
men.
What does that have to do with you?
What does that have to do with me?
Let me make one practical application before I
close tonight.
Last night in San Francisco a young man
from this church came into the prayer room.
He's visiting, working in San Francisco.
I met him at these altars.
I remember the night that he cried and
prayed and walked out of the prayer room
with joy in his heart.
Last night I saw him in the prayer
room in San Francisco at the Civic Auditorium
and I've never seen such a sad looking
young man in all my life.
He said, Mr. Wilkerson, I just don't know
which way to turn.
I have no joy.
God seems to be so far away from
me I'm being tempted.
He said, in fact, I feel like I'm
going to backslide.
I'm going to lose my touch of God.
I feel like I'm going to slip back
into the world.
I walked the streets fearing trembling.
He said, I panicked.
I panicked.
I bowed my head with him, put my
hand on his shoulder, and I said, son,
this is your hour of trial.
God is testing you to see what is
in your heart.
And I went over this little message that
I'm preaching tonight and suddenly tears began to
stream down his cheeks.
He said, Brother Wilkerson, you mean God really
isn't mad at me after all?
I said, no, he's not mad at you.
He said, is it because there's some terrible
habit in my life?
I said, well, you would answer that.
He said, I don't think so.
And then suddenly he began to see the
light.
The Spirit of the Lord just began to
follow me, raised his hands, began to praise
the Lord.
He said, take me through, Lord.
Take me through.
When I left him, he was thanking the
Lord for bringing him through.
The Holy Spirit was beginning to shine forth
because the light shined in darkness.
Weeping may endure for a day, but joy
for a night, but joy cometh in the
morning.
And we sing a song, standing somewhere in
the shadows, you'll find Jesus.
Some man of God wrote that song, I
believe.
I have a loving wife.
I love her very dearly.
The battle that I face in my ministry
is not one in my home.
I have wonderful children, and my battle is
not there.
I have thousands of friends around the country
who appreciate my ministry, and my battle is
not there.
I have never loved the Lord more than
I love him now.
I have never desired God more in all
my life.
But I can tell you, friends, that the
more I pray, the more I say, oh,
God, use me, the more I pray for
young people to be won through my ministry,
the more I say, oh, God, put your
hand on me, open my eyes, that I
can see your glory and your power, the
more I can feel these forces arrayed against
me, the more I feel myself being crushed
like Jesus did crying, oh, God, I can't
take and get this cup of pain.
And I tell you, friends, lately there have
been times that I've wanted to get on
a plane and run to South America and
hide like David said, or that I had
wings to fly to the wilderness.
I would freeze the tempest and the storm,
not to run from the wife and the
family and my obligation to a ministry, but
because during this time of the making of
a man of God, these forces are arrayed
and a man has to stand there and
drink it.
And I've known what it is to pray
in thousands of dollars and walk for a
whole year and hear Jesus lead me every
step of the way, a little still small
voice behind me saying, David, this is the
way.
I know what it is to get a
pad and a pencil out and ask God
questions and have him answer them for me,
not spirit lighting, but just have it marked
down clear.
And I've stood before men in the government
and I've stood before city officials and I've
prophesied as the spirit came and I gave
them the words that God had given to
me and then I've turned right around to
face nights of confusion where I didn't know
which way to turn and I made multiplied
mistakes that cast me down in despair and
I've cried out, Oh God, where are you?
And I've gone for three and four weeks
to my closet and I've said, God, I've
got to touch you tonight.
I've got to be broken.
I want you to crush me and I
can feel nothing but death.
I can feel nothing but coldness and the
heavy blast of heaven.
But through it all, there is a sense
of destiny, God is at work.
Right at your storm, I can hear the
spirit speaking, right at your storm, just hold
steady.
Hold steady, because when the enemy comes in
like a flood, the spirit of the Lord
will raise up a standard against him.
Some of you are going to the flood
tonight.
You know what I'm talking about, brash heavens.
You know what I'm talking about, bathing your
couch in tears.
You know what I talk about when I
say a cup of pain.
You know what I talk about a night
of confusion.
You know what that loneliness and isolation is
when you're cut off from friends and everybody
else.
Nobody can touch that spot in your heart.
And I've preached tonight without a single note,
but I've preached from my heart because I
know the spirit wanted me to preach this
tonight.
And I feel from the very innermost being
of my soul that the Holy Ghost is
talking to people tonight.
I had a woman come to me this
morning when I preached this message.
She said, Mr. Wilkerson, when I sat in
church this morning, I walked in happy and
carefree.
But she said, when you talked about the
cup of pain and the hour of isolation,
I began to weep because I found out
I was just putting on a front.
My husband left me and my home was
in turmoil.
And she said, I've just had to cover
it off.
I've just used this as an excuse to
hide.
And she was broken before the Lord.
She said, lay hands on me.
I want God to keep my faith strong.
And I believe this, friends, that when a
man or woman of God is in the
making, these forces will come against you with
all of its fury and terror.
But if you'll stand up and say, though
I be tried, though I be tested, though
all these forces be laid against me, I
know in whom I have believed and I
know that He's able to keep that which
I've committed on Him against that day.
And just take your stand.
You don't have to laugh.
You don't even have to have joy.
You may even have turmoil in your soul.
And I want to say one thing just
before I close.
And I think I may have told this
last time and this is my last closing
thought.
I've got a chapter in my book called
In Case of Floods.
And this happened just a few months ago.
I was sitting in the backyard.
I had a Sunday off.
And I was reading my Bible and getting
a message and an unction was just flowing
through me.
And I was just praising the Lord.
And I looked across the street.
My wife was in the neighbor's yard talking
to the neighbor.
She'd been trying to enter to Christ, a
wonderful Catholic friend.
And there were some other ladies.
They were talking.
And these ladies wanted Mrs. Wilkerson to get
in the car with them and go around
the block to look at a certain house
that had just been plated or something.
And I saw Mrs. Wilkerson get in the
car with these unconverted people.
And suddenly, in a moment of a flash,
I stood to my feet and a spirit
came over me, a flood.
She shouldn't do that.
The Bible said, Come out from among them
and be a separate and clean.
Why in the world is she doing that?
And I went.
I stalked into the house and I kicked
the chair.
And I said, She ought to have better
sense.
And she was gone a half an hour.
And the longer she was gone, the more
I began to burn.
And when she came in the door, just
as innocent as could be, I was ready
for her.
Mrs. Wilkerson, I'm a man of God and
I'll not have you running around with ungodly
friends in this neighborhood.
And she was dumbfounded.
And my voice was raised louder and louder.
And I'll tell you, I had a spirit
that wasn't good.
I listened to what was coming out of
my mouth and I stopped in the middle
of it.
I said, Honey, just a minute.
I said, You know this is not me.
I said, The flood has come.
The devil is just trying to swamp me.
Now I wasn't doing anything wrong.
In fact, I was praising the Lord.
But the spirit, I mean, this Bible said,
When the enemy comes in, like a flood.
Now, you know, there are fiery darts of
the enemy.
And all you have to do is put
on the armor of God and you can
withstand them.
Those are the little immature darts of the
enemy against immature Christians.
But those who want to be a man
or a woman, if God has to face
a flood, when suddenly, without any warning, you
find yourself with everything hell has thrown at
you, without thinking about it, without expecting it,
all of a sudden, a spirit upon you
that you cannot control.
I said, Honey, please, give me a half
an hour.
I've got to get into study right now.
And I went into the garage and I
got on my knees and I said, Oh,
God!
I was sitting in that backyard studying.
I said, I don't know what has happened,
but I'm being flooded.
I could feel the enemy just flood and
sweep through my soul, trying to crush my
spirit.
I said, I plead the blood of Jesus.
I began to praise the Lord and the
devil can't stand the praise of God.
I started saying, Hallelujah!
The Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
Hallelujah!
The wicked one cometh and toucheth me not.
The spirit of fear, but of love and
power and a sound mind.
And the more I praised, the madder the
devil got.
You say, Well, did the devil leave you?
No, I felt more depressed than ever.
I could feel that just depressing spirit.
But I knew, I knew that God was
under, because the scripture says the king rioted.
He rioted the king of the French.
And the Lord seemed to speak to me,
Just ride out your storm.
Just ride it out.
There's nothing you can do.
Just ride it out.
Don't get excited.
Don't panic.
Just ride it out.
I went in, I said, Honey, my spirit
still hasn't settled and it'll probably be a
half an hour or so, but forgive me
in advance, please.
I'm sorry.
I went out in the yard and I
took a little walk and the devil knew
that he couldn't get me stirred, so he
just left the flood and subsided.
And I started singing the praises of God
and I'll tell you friends, it's a lot
of fun making up.
Yes.
When the enemy comes in like a flood,
do you know what the flood's all about?
Come on.
Have you ever been in one?
Truth of the matter is, somebody's in it
right now.
Somebody drinking of their cup of pain.
I'm not trying to cut off the ear
of the tempter tonight.
I'll not lay hands on you and say,
God, deliver you from your cup of pain,
but I will pray that your faith will
not because Jesus prays that way.
He said, I pray for you that your
faith will not.
And this is God's wish, strengthening our faith.
And friends, you know, I'm just coming through
a great test in my own life, tested
through all these forces, but through it all,
I know God is preparing me for overseas
evangelism and I'm going to face devils all
over the world.
If you can't face the little trial, how
are you going to face the big test
when it comes?
See, there are tests and there are trials.
The little test to prepare you for the
big trial of life.
I want every head bowed, every eye closed,
not a sound made, please.
Jesus, tonight in this building, in the annex,
there are people that face an hour of
isolation and a night of confusion.
Oh God, when we move on just by
a sheer faith, nothing else.
We move on because even though we're unworthy,
we know that Jesus is merciful and kind
and that He stands beside us.
And standing in those shadows, Jesus stands with
outstretched arms saying, come unto me.
I'll never leave you.
I'll never forsake you.
And Lord, if you do close your eyes
for just a moment, if we cannot see
you at work, if we cannot perceive you,
it's only because you are proving us to
see all that is in our hearts.
And we thank you for that time of
proving.
This concludes the message.
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