What seems glaringly scarce are genuine prophets. The prophets of old were God's spokesman for their day. They interpreted the times according to the revelation of God.
"[I]n so many places the pastors and teachers are well-nigh silent about social ills. They make no strong stand against those elements that are destroying their people. They carry no deep conviction about the corruption all about them. They will not risk a confrontation with the forces of evil. Their silence gives tacit approval to the wrong influences and human philosophies which are tearing us to pieces.
I would agree, but perhaps it's that a vast host of evangelicals are drawn to something Trump does that they rarely hear in the pulpits of their own churches. He speaks with passion, boldness, and authority. Americans, including evangelical Christians, are tired of leaders who have little or no moxie.
Too much preaching today fails to be based solidly in the moral authority of God's Word and delivered out of deep conviction. Instead, it is made up of nice little warm fuzzy remarks sprinkled with a few anecdotes meant to make us feel good about ourselves, when the very wrath of God abides on us. The results of such preaching are devastating on more levels than we can know.
Jesus was the ultimate prophet. He wasn't concerned about being palatable or appealing. His message was distinct and divergent from a corrupt society. His zeal for the Father's way so consumed him that at times it must have seemed as though he was trying to prevent the possibility of followers.
In 1846 the fate of our nation depended on Andrew Jackson's trusted messenger, Holdfast Gaines, an Indian scout.
Gaines was encamped with the American army on Mobile Bay when word came to Jackson that a large British force had set sail for New Orleans. The one chance was for the General to swiftly get word to General "Dandy" Carroll in Nashville, so he could rally the long rifle frontiersman of Tennessee and Kentucky to rendezvous with him in New Orleans.
General Jackson's prospects of stopping the British lie with one man – Gaines. So he gave his trusted messenger the assignment and said, "I'll give you ten days to get there! May the Lord of hosts bless your legs!"
At sunset on October 12, as General Carroll sat dining, Holdfast Gaines stumbled through the doorway, making the 600 mile trek in six days and five nights!
The fate of our nation hangs in the balance again. It's not an enemy from without that threatens this time, but the enemy from within our sinful souls. Our hope, in large degree, is dependent on whether we have prophets of God willing to pay any price to deliver his message.
 "The Inexplicable Evangelical Support for Donald Trump." American Family Association: The Stand. N.p., n.d. Web. 22 Jan. 2016.