What does revival look like?

Princeton Seminary was never really on my radar in my undergrad years. I was a business major on track to either going JD or MBA or both. I never really wanted to do ministry mainly because of the whole "PK" rebellion, so I figured business was the antithesis of ministry. Don't get me wrong. I think any job should be a ministry, but I went into business wanting the opposite of ministry. I wanted to become rich and famous and revered for my business-knowhow. These were my dreams and aspirations. Then I took Greek with Dr. Bowdle. He helped plant the seed, so to speak, in pushing me towards ministry. He urged me to look into Princeton Seminary, and I was like, uh, no thanks. I'm going into law. Those were my exact words. So, as I got ready to start studying for the LSAT, I decided I would take Dr. Bowdle's last class at Lee "History of Christianity." I had no interest in learning about Christianity or the history of it, but I figured I would pay tribute to the man that helped me to love Greek. It was just a class. It was just an elective. It couldn't have been that bad...but the more I got into the class, learning about revivals and awakenings, the more I realized that this is something I really loved. I loved theology, and I loved studying the way that man interacts with God. What I loved most about that History of Christianity class is researching Jonathan Edwards. It was there where I realized that I was supposed to go into ministry, but again, I was still looking into law. So as I was researching for this Edwards paper, I found out that this dude was from Princeton. He ended up being the University's president later on, but I thought that was super cool. And Dr. Bowdle had gone to Princeton Seminary, so I was beginning to connect the dots a little. One of my favorite expressions is hindsight is 20-20, and I think this is completely applicable to my little "testimony"/"why the hell did I go to seminary." God placed certain people in my life and put me in different situations and shaped and molded me to get me right where I am. He knew that I was going to go to love Greek, then love Dr. Bowdle, then take HoC, and then write some dumb essay on Edwards, and then the last piece of the puzzle was my little trip to England last summer. When I walked into King's Cathedral in Cambridge, I felt a rush of love and peace, (akin to the Martin Luther experience), and I was like, yeah I think I need to go to seminary. So here I am. Starting another chapter in my book of life. Ready for the journey. And I'm ready for another revival. If I learned anything from HoC, it's that revival happens. I don't know if there's a formulaic way to invoke revival other than just simply praying, but I really want it to happen. I'm tired of political crap, Syria, Benghazi, Christian persecution in Egypt, starving children, etc. I'm just ready for God to show up again and blow the socks off his people again. It's been a long time since the 2nd Great Awakening, and I think we need it.