By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

The Valley of Apathy is more to be feared than the Valley of Death.
And generally it is the "Valley of Death" which leads us out of our "Valley of Apathy."
Apathy and lethargy are an intertwined virus which create a low-grade temp in the soul with hardly any recognition at all. We attend to our regular duties with due diligence, and we brush off the little feeling of tiredness entering in.
There's work to be done and so much to do.
We just keep moving,
We keep hurrying,
We keep scurrying.
And pretty soon, the little temp begins to rise, and we find ourselves not well at all.
We end up in bed with nothing but ourselves and the companionship of 7-up and Tylenol.
Hmmm ...
Perhaps we should have listened better to our bodies.
Spiritual lethargy sweeps into the soul and creates lifeless activity in much the same way.
We become mechanical people acting out religious duties that reek of death, despondency, and disillusionment.
No wonder the corporate body is experiencing so little life:
-Our Bible reading becomes exchanged with the "Daily Bread" or a better "entertaining" devotional.
-Our prayer life is condensed to a mindless, singular, rote pre-mealtime sentence.
-Our time with God is relegated to a church pew.
-Our worship of God flows from words written by other men.
-Our understanding of God is simply pathetic, unenergetic, and fueled by a lifeless battery called religiosity.
It's a deadly virus and it will kill.
Yikes ...
What are we becoming, folks?
Immerse yourself in a redemptive bath and splash of true grace, precious friend.
Recognize that repentance leads to soul revival, both personally and corporately, and shoulder and dare to be near all those who dare to be honest.
Come out of hiding and dare to live out your redemption ...
For Christ's sake,
For the dying world's sake,
Because "you're" His namesake ...
And you're nothing apart from Him.
O God ...
Lead us out of this deadly apathy.
"To what purpose is the multitude of your sacrifices unto Me? Saith the Lord. I am full of the burnt offerings of rams, and the fat of fed beasts; and I delight not in the blood of bullocks, or lambs, or of goats. 
... Bring no more vain oblations; incense is an abomination unto Me; the new moons and Sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot away with, it is iniquity, even the solemn meetings. Your new moons and your appointed feasts My soul hateth; they are a trouble unto Me, I am weary to bear them. And when you spread forth your hands, I will hide Mine eyes from you; Yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear; your hands are full of blood."
Isaiah 1:11:13-15
We speak without hearts and our hearts do not speak at all.
Begin again ...
This is your moment.