Men have been ruled by every ungodly force imaginable until the vessel no longer knows its Maker. It has become so warped, has strayed do far from its intended use, that it has completely lost its value. The time has come when it must be reshaped. I am talking about the church, the instrument of the Living God, that vessel which was made to hold His very likeness, into which, as His hands held and shaped it, He planned to pour His very life, His own Person and personality. But the vessel has become too weakened to hold the commodity and no amount of patchwork can make it sound and safe again, and leak-proof.
Every patch only tends to weaken the strands to which it is attached.
They can only tear apart under the stress and lose the Life entrusted to them. So God has undertaken the task of breaking up the malformed clay and remolding it into a useful instrument, and instrument fitted to His purpose. Any attempt to hold together the old shape, to preserve its antiquated form, can only end in catastrophe. Rebellion can have no place in this day and hour. Its end has come.