Keion Henderson - Desperate For Change

I want to use a subject today; I’m desperate for a change. Who is this word for? I’ve been walking this line, and if something doesn 't happen, I’m going to deviate. I’m going to turn left; I’m going to turn right. I’m desperate for a change, and God, You 're going to have to show up because if You don’t show up, I’m going to show out. I know what’s going to happen if I show out; I’m going to bring the whole house down, and it’s in me to do it. But God, I want to do what You called me to do, so I’m desperate. Who is this word for? I’m desperate for a change. Before you sit down, I want to make sure you connect your faith. You need to be near somebody who has the right frequency, so I come against every demon that’s snuck in the church today. I bind you back to the pits of hell where you belong. I come against every warlock, every wicked spirit in high places, every witch, and I come against wolves in sheep’s clothing. I need this atmosphere to be pure because deliverance is in the room. In fact, I want you to do this for five seconds before you sit down. I know some of you are tired of standing up, but that’s just what we do. I want you to speak in your heavenly language for five to ten seconds because I need you to send demons into pigs. Open up your mouth online; I need you. We can’t hear your voice, but we can see your words. You are part of this service; you have already given, you are about to give, and you will give. You are in this service. We are Lighthouse Nation. Whether you’re in Africa, whether you are here in Texas, or whether you’re in New York, we are here because we are on assignment from the Lord. Hallelujah! In Jesus' name, somebody shout Amen. You may be seated in the presence of the Lord. I’m desperate for a change. You can Google this; there is a neurologist named Oliver Sacks, and he tells a story about one of his clients. He calls him Joey because the client is famous and he doesn’t want to divulge the client’s identity. So for the sake and purposes of this conversation, everybody say «Joy.» I don’t know why I picked that name, but it may be because Chris and I ate at Joy Uptown, and that’s probably why I picked it. But we’re going to call this guy Joy. He said Joy was paralyzed, and then he starts telling the story about how Joey walked into the office. Every time Joey got upset, he stood up and paced back and forth. I asked myself, how can a man who walks into the office and paces back and forth be paralyzed? I asked myself the question of the article before I read long enough to get the answer. By the time I got to the middle of the article, he said, «The man can walk; the man can talk; the man has all the faculties and activities of his limbs.» Joy had a family; he had a job. Joy was a famous man; he had resources. But he said the man couldn’t move, and I thought, how can a man have a job, walk into the office, and pace, and yet he can’t move? Then he answered the question. He said the man remains stuck forever, thinking it’s still 1945. He says he is not paralyzed physically; he just can’t move mentally. I thought this message would be for those of you who are struggling to move on. Joy’s mind is still in 1945. I’m not sure if you know, but Harry Truman was president in 1945. Many of you may not even know what he looks like; there is no reference to 1945 in your mind other than the fact that the Great Depression had just ended about a decade before, and America was just rebounding from one of its most tumultuous financial crises in history. Blacks were not equal to whites; Prohibition was still part of the conversation. And yet here we are in 2023-several presidents, seven congressional leaders, several elder statesmen, and technological advances-and yet he still sees Henry Ford’s Model T because he’s stuck in a prism of time. He can’t move on; he’s right where he was. To him, the war had just ended. Everything was the same. He said Joy was a kind soul, but if you spent two hours with Joy, and you talked to him, then left the room and came back, he would greet you as if he never met you because his mind is stuck in a prism of time. After countless years of study, he came to the conclusion that Joey’s memory was in a vacuum — Joy’s memory was stuck on autopilot. The reason he has no joy-listen to me, I’m already getting ready to help somebody — is because Joy is psychologically confined to a meaningless moment. He looks back and sees nothing; he looks forward and sees nothing. He is psychologically connected to a meaningless moment, and that meaningless moment has given his life meaning. I wonder how many people in the room, even while I’m talking about tomorrow, have their minds stuck in yesterday.