Look! The Lord is coming from his dwelling place;
he comes down and treads on the heights of the earth. (Micah 1:3) (NIV)
During the beginning phases of revival in the Makonde district of Zimbabwe, the Lord spoke through this verse in Micah. About every ten kilometers, the green-brown savannah is broken by sizable hills called kopjes. For generations, natives worshiped ancestors from these high places. The Spirit of the Most High revealed that dark forces administered misery from these strongholds, and it was time for a purge.
For the next several months, prayer warriors made the rounds to climb the kopjes, throw down false altars, and reclaim the surrounding villages for Jesus. Demons fled and the Spirit of God restored hearts and called new believers.
There is a personal application for the reclamation of high places. When I look across my life, what dominates? Where do my thoughts run to most often? Those are my high places. They might be wholesome, like family and ministry, or sinful, like addiction and anger. Wholesome or sinful, it doesn’t matter because God alone belongs on the sacred high places. It’s time to purge these centers of worship, and reclaim them for God Almighty.
I bow my heart before the Savior. I know the primary focus of my devotion has not been on him. Something else is on top of my kopje. Holding this high place before him, I acknowledge the desecration.
“Please God, cleanse this place and name it as your own.”
Then I wait in silence.
In the spiritual realm, a low rumble begins.
The mountains melt beneath him
and the valleys split apart,
like wax before the fire,
like water rushing down a slope. (Micah 1:4) (NIV)
My heart is reduced to nothing but Jesus, and he seals my altar with his name. It is confirmed, my high place belongs to the LORD Most High. Righteousness and peace return to their rightful places.
Prayer: Mighty Redeemer, reclaim the high places in my heart.