He Who Loves Justice

For the LORD loves justice
And does not forsake His godly ones... Psalm 37:28

To Him who is Holy. The Living One, Him who is True. You are worthy of a whole-hearted people. A Kingdom of Priests. A lovesick Bride. For You are Great. You are High, above it all. So come like Fire. Reveal yourself as Jealous Love. Let Your Goodness go before You, for You desire to draw all men unto Yourself. For we are so in need of grace. And You are He who loves Justice. For we are so in need of grace. We fall on our knees. Come let us adore Him. Holy One. -My Prayer December 27, 2010

I fail. You lift me up. Though my life grow ever in longing for You, I must have more of Your love. Though my decisions to follow You seem as Greek to some. Yet, will I follow You. You are the Helper.

Forgive Me Rebecca St. James

For all the times I’ve failed You, Lord // Forgive me //For all the ways I’ve fallen short // Lord, forgive me now // God, I’m so in need of graceI fall upon my face // Forgive me //

You see the tears fall down my face //

Forgive me //

Take my fear, Lord, take my shame //

Lord, forgive me now //

Purify me, make me new //

Like only You can do //

Forgive me now //

Lord, we come to honor You

We are forgiven
We bring our love and thanks to You
We are forgiven now

God we praise You for Your grace
Before You we are raised
Forgiven
God we praise You for Your grace
Before You we are raised
Forgiven
Forgiven

"Love at Christmas"

Looking for a color in a shade of gray
Looking for a love in a drop of rain
Trying to find change in the old mundane
Everything I do just feels the same
Spending my life out in the desert
Been gone so long feels like forever

I just want to be CLOSER to You
I just want to be closer; I am yours!
You can have all of me – anything, everything!

I just want to be Closer...

A few years ago, while moving to a new apartment in Boston, I gathered friends together for moving day. We all made an observation that day. Perhaps it was after the tenth box marked, "Christmas," that a pattern emerged. Clearly, I loved Christmas time. We all sort of laughed about it over pizza, at the end of the day. Yet, the question lingered, and probed my heart a bit. Why was I so obsessed with "Christmas?"

Was it because I said goodbye to my earthly father at the holidays? He died of cancer in December of 2006.

Was it because of the serenity of the lights and the remembrance of the Nativity story, pointing me upwards to God, over my childhood days? Was it the renaissance of a new beginning each year, a "chance" for my family to "come together?" Was it the peace of the snowy, starry nights in the winter wonderland of New England where I grew up? The nights when I silently escaped out of the balcony of my bedroom window as a little girl? All bundled up in scarves and hat, making my way to sit by the serene Lake Winnepausaukee in NH. There I would stare up at the sky in silent prayer, to the God of my life.

Growing up, I was genuinely the diplomat and peace ambassador of my house. I had assumed the role of parent, instead of child; often orphaning myself in the midst of much chaos. The middle child of four girls, in a tumultuous, broken family. I just wanted the idyllic "home." Much later in my early twenties, the reality & the hype of 'expectation', and the brink of disappointment, did hit hard. Sometimes it takes a long time to face the pain. But pain, when faced within the arms of the Comforter's help, leaves in its wake; healing and resolute wisdom. I have experienced this and affirm the truth! The Glad Worker came and massaged my heart. "Longing" left a gift for me. In its place, pain gave birth to intimacy with a Living God.

About two years ago, I found a little stone at a gift store. It fits in the palm of your hand. Inside, was a little snowman and the words, "Love at Christmas." Somehow, I felt those three little words summed up a core value deep inside of me. I kept it. I began to use the saying as a little reminder, telling a few close friends of its significance, saying it to them as a inside joke, signing my emails instead, "Love at Christmas."

Then, over the past few years, the Christmas prophecies began. Many people, when praying for me, would say, "I see a Christmas tree picture over you. Does that mean anything to you?"

The thing is this. I am an incredibly hopeless romantic. Point blank. This epic zest for life. This epic hunger. The capacity to love. The river to give. The beauty to relinquish and express. Relationships. Nothing else really matters. Faith, hope and love; these three remain. I have loved and lost, too. I had an engagement, which I ended to a man I loved (due to the fact he decided he did not want to follow God.) This caused courage to be a necessity. For if I was to lay it all down in sacrifice, what was I sacrificing UNTO?? Where was/is this journey taking me???? Sacrifice unto something or someONE of great WORTH.

Wholehearted love to Jesus. Hard fought and hard won. He loved me first. I've been setting my face like flint, to believe upon the promises. "Blessed is she who believed, for there will be a fulfillment of that which was spoken to her." (Luke 2.) His very name is Faithful. He has never failed me once.

This Christmas seemed particularly poignant, for some reason. Something inside is SEARCHING. Amidst all of the flurry of holiday travel, business, activity and tradition, the veil was torn. I have been ushered in. The Holy Place. The ROOM WITH NO CEILING. Intimacy.

There is One who satisfies every longing deep inside. I feel His TRUTH pulling on the strings of my heart, like never before. I must know Him. I must let go and let Love IN.

A day without you is a thousand years
Dew without you is a million tears
Tell me what I’m doing wrong when I am in fear
Why do I run when you are so near
Spending my life out in the weather
Been gone so long and I need some shelter

Wherever you go
Wherever you are
I just want be there with you
I just want to be closer to you
I just want to be closer
I am yours

Ultimately I landed upon two passages of Scripture.

Hosea 2 and Micah 5.

‎"But as for you, Bethlehem Ephrathah... From you One will go forth for Me to be ruler in Israel. His goings forth are from long ago, from the days of eternity." Therefore He will give them up until the time when she who is in labor has borne a child, then the remainder of His brethren will return to the sons of Israel. And He will arise and Shepherd His flock in the strength of the LORD, in the majesty of the name of the LORD His God. And they will remain, because at that time He will be great to the ends of the earth. This One will be our peace... -Micah 5:1-5

"Therefore, behold, I will allure her and bring her into the wilderness, and I will speak tenderly and to her heart. There I will give her her vineyards and make the Valley of Achor [troubling] to be for her a door of hope and expectation. And she shall sing there and respond as in the days of her youth and as at the time when she came up out of the land of Egypt. And it shall be in that day, says the Lord, that you will call Me Ishi [my Husband], and you shall no more call Me Baali [my Master]. For I will take away the names of Baalim [the Baals] out of her mouth, and they shall no more be mentioned or seriously remembered by their name. And in that day will I make a covenant for Israel with the living creatures of the open country and with the birds of the heavens and with the creeping things of the ground. And I will break the bow and the sword and conflict out of the land and will make you lie down safely. And I will betroth you to Me forever; yes, I will betroth you to Me in righteousness and justice, in steadfast love, and in mercy. I will even betroth you to Me in stability and in faithfulness, and you shall know the Lord. And in that day I will respond, says the Lord; I will respond to the heavens, and they shall respond to the earth, And the earth shall respond to the grain and the wine and the oil , and these shall respond to Jezreel. And I will sow her for Myself anew in the land, and I will have love, pity, and mercy for her who had not obtained love, pity, and mercy; and I will say to those who were not My people, You are My people, and they shall say, You are my God!" -Hosea 2:14-23

I feel that I am learning about being a garden enclosed. For the enjoyment of God. I am no longer my own. I feel that this Christmas was a letting go. This Christmas was definitely, "Love at Christmas." The very GLORY of God, on the inside of me.

When Fireflies and Lightning Meet

Junctures of our lives intersect with glory on the paths we take. My prayer: BIND MY FEET with tethers of LOVE to the ANCIENT PATHS! The road you dreamed of when You dreamed of me.

"You will show me the Path of Life; in Your presence is fullness of joy, at Your right hand there are pleasures forevermore." -Psalm 16:11

The wooden grove becomes the dancing place. The waiting moments of our lives, the seasons unfolding, stretching forth... become the birthing place. Where travails brings life and I FIND PEACE.

The backlit cloud lights up the moment, highlighting destiny.

My wisdom mantra often sounds like this these days: "One day at a time, I walk out love. One day at a time, my feet walk; brave. Leading me to His lovely face."

So, here I am in Kansas City with IHOP (International House of Prayer) for the summer. How often I have asked God to release me to this place over the years. But here I am, in His resolute timing and in His mysterious ways. He has brought me here, now. For a time.

I drove from Boston to Missouri, solo. How much I needed to find Him in the solitude of my own journey, if even only for a few days. Living in intense community over the past few years, has sharpened me in love, but also revealed a need for refuge. I like to pray out loud. Often hard to do that surrounded by many people. So, I longed for the sanctuary and solitude of a few "carved out days" to sing in my car, praying to the God of my life.

Approaching my destination, I found myself caught up in the most truly surreal stormy night (literal) of my young life. I was on a flat stretch of highway, deep in the night, with no lights for miles and miles. A thunderous, epic, lightning storm, with torrents of rain, deluged all around me! At times, making it nearly impossible to keep the car on the road. I crawled slowly through the storm. The display of power all around! The light! The sound! Oh, the revealing of His majesty. For the storm alone, does not contain Him. And yet, how very small I became. It was almost as if the world stopped and the God of the Universe displayed a moment of brevity and of POWER... just for me! "SEE ME!" He says. We think we long for Him. And we long. We long for Him. But, I am beginning to discover... IT IS REALLY HE: WHO LONGS FOR ME!

In the midst of the storm, was one small firefly, somehow trapped in my vehicle. Flickering and flitting about the cabin of the car, surrounding me with a trail of green, enchanting light. All about was the thunder and the majesty. Within, the poetry of one small light. It seemed as if I was scratching the surface of beauty again.

Beauty always finds me. I am so grateful. Beauty always finds me. I see His outstretched love. Always with me.

And I am like that one firefly in the midst of a giant storm. For when the Lion roars, who can BUT prophesy?! (Amos 3) And the voice of the Lord is as the mighty waters, breaking cedars, melting mountains. (Psalm 29) And this same voice... speaks to me.

I love you, Jesus.

Perpetually Attentive to Us

Look at what the Lord says. Let our spirits perceive. Let our minds understand. Let us know. And comprehend. The promises of this LOVE. Let us RESPOND!

The wisdom of God is the foolishness of man.

I am choosing to humble myself.

I am choosing to pour myself... out.

"The Law came in so that the transgression would increase; but where sin increased, grace abounded all the more, so that, as sin reigned in death, even so grace would reign through righteousness to eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord. "- Romans 5:20-21

He makes a way.

And here is the promise:

• "If My people who are called by My name humble themselves and pray and seek My face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, will forgive their sin and will heal their land. Now My eyes will be open and My ears attentive to the prayer offered in this place. For now I have chosen and consecrated this house that My name may be there forever, and My eyes and My heart will be there perpetually. " -2 Chronicles 7:14-16

So, we RESPOND... we HUMBLE ourselves. We PRAY. We seek His Beautiful Face. We TURN. And He will HEAR. And He will HEAL... He will FORGIVE. And HIS EYES!!! His BEAUTIFUL EYES OF FIRE! Will be OPEN! His EARS ATTENTIVE to our cry. LISTENING to our prayer. Hallelujah. For He has CHOSEN and CONSECRATED US>>>as HOLY TO THE LORD. He has CHOSEN and CONSECRATED US as His HOUSE. His House of Prayer for ALL NATIONS... And HE SHALL BE... HE WILL ALWAYS BE GLORIFIED in us, in that place. For we are His dwelling. The King dwells within the hearts of men. The King has made His eternal image to SHINE in us. His NAME SHALL BE GREAT. And HE SAYS... Sweet things! We hang upon every WORD that HE SAYS! The Word made Flesh. He says, "My EYES and MY HEART (the heart of GOD, selah) will BE (I AM... always will be) THERE (WITH US) PERPETUALLY!!!! With us! His Heart-WITH MEN- ALWAYS.

Jesus.

Glory to the righteous ONE! His name shall be great!

From the ends of the earth we hear songs, "Glory to the Righteous One." Isaiah 24:16

So let Him be LIFTED. Let HIM be GLORIFIED. In me.

So let us RESPOND. For His heart is then always WITH US. WE ARE NEVER ALONE.

RESPONDING, WE ARE TURNING, WE ARE LOOKING to You Alone.

Hope Against Hope; Abraham Believed.

Memory making. Walks I'm taking. My Jesus and me.

New Hampshire visit, early summer. Lakes, trees, family.

Sights, smells, colors, PRAISE. Thought, breath, fellowship, PRAYER.

Have you have ever noticed that the challenge of running is not necessarily the physical exertion, but rather the mental concentration, and boredom? About two years ago, I began to see new outlets of expression and worship born into my life. One surprising discovery; I love to run! Who knew? But the challenge was to be at peace with my own thoughts. To spend these extended moments: PRESENT. Found in that very moment, undistracted; focused. Loving myself enough to challenge myself, and then to maybe overcome.

Lately, I find myself on many walk and runs. Even DANCES, wherever my feet will take me. Urban parks, rural lakes. The sense of adventure is rekindled and the fragrance of the Bridegroom, ISHI, marking the moments of my days.

I feel timeless. Like, so childlike at times. Skipping along, laughing uncontrollably, songs escaping, beauty STICKING to my soul. Yet, the pervasive wisdom imparted through, "learning the hard way," and the increasing acknowledgment of the times and seasons, seemingly transporting me to deeper age, Ancient gaze. But the serenity is to see this life's ambitions as vanity and haze. The serenity is the Lamb who is worthy and the leaving behind of foolish things. The setting towards the Matthew 6:33 place. Losing my life, I find it. At His feet, for all days.

I am in a season stepping out onto the water. And TRUST IS AMPLIFIED, for it is here that I will sink or swim. As I step out onto the water, I hear the sweeter Voice beyond the accusation. Beyond the shame. Beyond the fear. Beyond the clamor. Beyond the past. Beyond the present. Beyond the future. I hear the sweeter Voice call my name.

I have been reading in Romans. Praise God for Abraham's testimony! That, under the Law, sin rules in death, but under the Cross, grace rules and reigns through faith. So, here is Abraham... 100 years, taking an invisible God upon the word of His promise. Promised that trough him (Abraham,) countless descendants coming through a son of promise, and his lineage, would become blessing to all nations. Foretaste of glory divine. Atonement. And Abraham was counted righteous, not under the law, but as in exercise the faith of his soul: HE BELIEVED.

• "For this reason it is by faith, in order that it may be in accordance with grace, so that the promise will be guaranteed to all the descendants, not only to those who are of the Law, but also to those who are of the faith of Abraham, who is the father of us all, (as it is written, "A FATHER OF MANY NATIONS HAVE I MADE YOU") in the presence of Him whom he believed, even God, who gives life to the dead and calls into being that which does not exist. In hope against hope he believed, so that he might become a father of many nations according to that which had been spoken, "SO SHALL YOUR DESCENDANTS BE." -Romans 4:16-19

I see my Lord would take my faith to a place superseding the mere fulfillment of the contractual obligation. Surely, God is a GOOD Daddy. Surely, His Word is true. Surely, His ways; Higher! Surely, His promises come true. Surely, He is the Author and Finisher of my faith. Taking me from glory to glory until the moment I see His face. That He would give my heart wings to fly upon the wind of His Spirit and to fill me with the wonder of the Power of His Love. That, I, too, like Abraham, might IN HOPE AGAINST HOPE: Believe.

I whisper to the Lover of My Soul, the "Yes," that is louder than any longing. I whisper worship to His Name.

Selah. So shall it be.

Dream: "No. 39 Redemption Street"

Redemption Defined:
noun. redemption, repurchase, buyback. the act of purchasing back something previously sold.

Last night I had a dream.
I was on a bus, sitting down, looking out the window.

I nearly missed my stop, but just in time, I heard the driver call out, "Redemption Street." I quickly rang the 'stop request' bell. The bus stopped in time.

A few others got off at my stop. They asked me, "Where are you going?"

I said, "I am going to No. 39 Redemption Street."

They asked, "Why are you going there?"

I answered, " Because 39 times I have failed Him. Many times have I failed Him. But right next to #39 Redemption Street is located #40 Redemption Street. 40 is my Redemption. I am on my way there now."

End Dream.

"There I will meet with you; and from above THE MERCY SEAT, from between the two cherubim which are upon the ark of the testimony, I will speak to you about all that I will give you in commandment for the sons of Israel."- Exodus 25:22

I woke up feeling the Presence of the Lord, and all day the Holy Spirit was brooding, speaking to my heart. I was not entirely happy with the implications of the dream. Me "nearly missing Redemption Street." Me 'failing Him 39 times." Yet, throughout the day, the Comforter began to deposit deep love from this dream.

Also, I have been having dreams of flying and of this song, "Jesus Blood" by Delirious being sung in the dreams. Jesus Blood Never fails...

"He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the LORD require of thee, but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?"- Micah 6:8

I have been in a season of heavy fasting. Even 40 day fast. Heavy intercession. Sometimes, it is easy to let our hearts condemn us. But God says...

"Little children, let us not love with word or with tongue, but in deed and truth.
We will know by this that we are of the truth, and will assure our heart before Him
in whatever our heart condemns us; for God is greater than our heart and knows all things. Beloved, if our heart does not condemn us, we have confidence before God; and whatever we ask we receive from Him, because we keep His commandments and do the things that are pleasing in His sight."- 1 John 3: 18-22

In the city of Boston, stay here long enough and you will begin to discern the crippling influences of the spirit of religion. For the "letter of the Law kills..."

Yet, God is stirring to deeper devotion, deeper consecration, building a fiery altar of love, of prayer, of justice, of mercy. But HE ALONE IS THE BUILDER!

For our righteousness is as filthy rags. But JESUS, by The CROSS, has become MY RIGHTEOUSNESS. MY REDEMPTION! MY No. 40 Redemption Street! He alone is.

Grace. Grace. Grace. Grace. Grace.

About The Number Forty:

"The number forty has long been universally recognized as an important number, both on account of the frequency of its occurrence, and the uniformity of its association with a period of probation, trial, and chastisement—(not judgment, like the number 9, which stands in connection with the punishment of enemies, but the chastisement of sons, and of a covenant people). It is the product of 5 and 8, and points to the action of grace (5), leading to and ending in revival and renewal (8). This is certainly the case where Forty relates to a period of evident probation. But where it relates to enlarged dominion, or to renewed or extended rule, then it does so in virtue of its factors 4 and 10, and in harmony with their signification."


Forty Days

There are eight of such great periods on the surface of the Bible:

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Forty days Moses was in the mount, Exodus 24:18; and to receive the Law, Exodus 24:18.
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Forty days Moses was in the mount after the sin of the Golden Calf, Deuteronomy 9:18,25.
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Forty days of the spies, issuing in the penal sentence of the 40 years, Numbers 13:26, 14:34.
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Forty days of Elijah in Horeb, 1 Kings 19:8.
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Forty days of Jonah and Nineveh, Jonah 3:4.
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Forty days Ezekiel lay on his right side to symbolize the 40 years of Judah's transgression.*
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Forty days Jesus was tempted of the Devil, Matthew 4:2.
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Forty days Jesus was seen of His disciples, speaking of things pertaining to God's kingdom, Acts 1:2.


Probation. Wilderness. Consecration. Trial. Temptation. Overcoming. Victory. Dominion.

GRACE GRACE GRACE GRACE GRACE!

"In all their affliction He was afflicted, And the angel of His presence saved them;In His love and in His mercy He redeemed them! And He lifted them and carried them all the days of old."-Isaiah 63:9

"For He says to Moses, "I WILL HAVE MERCY ON WHOM I HAVE MERCY, AND I WILL HAVE COMPASSION ON WHOM I HAVE COMPASSION. "So then it does not depend on the man who wills or the man who runs, but on God who has mercy. For the Scripture says to Pharaoh, "FOR THIS VERY PURPOSE I RAISED YOU UP, TO DEMONSTRATE MY POWER IN YOU, AND THAT MY NAME MIGHT BE PROCLAIMED THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE EARTH." -Romans 9:15-17

Hallelujah. Glory. For He DELIGHTS in showing us mercy. In our time of wilderness. In our time of consecration. In our time of trial. In our time of testing. HE, HIMSELF, HAS BECOME OUR RIGHTEOUSNESS! Jesus Christ, died and risen again. To the Praise of the Father. The Great Love displayed. And He shows us MERCY... that we, too, may live a LIFE RAISED UP! To show forth His power displayed in our weakness.

We may only get as far as No. 39 Redemption Street. But HE HIMSELF TAKES US to No. 40 Redemption Street!
"He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end." -Ecclesiastes 3;11

Day 38: To The Uttermost

"when i think about the Lord
how He saved me, how He raised me
how He filled me with the Holy Ghost
how He healed me to the uttermost..."

TO THE UTTERMOST... completely. Fully. Beyond description. Uncontainable glory. Fullness of time. Righteousness of His doing... Completely undoing... me.

Today was a radiant 86 degrees shining, after a record breaking month of rain in Boston. It felt as if the the countenance of the Son, (the One who gave up everything to show His love.) That His face has turned, with the favor of His Gaze is upon this place.

It is now Day 38 of 40. Things are not the same as when we first began. In my city, or in my heart. I want to speak of some testimonies, but before I do:

I want to talk of "FULLNESS."

Listen here to "C.S. Lewis Song" by Brooke Fraser.

C.S. Lewis Song

If i find in myself desires nothing in this world can satisfy,
I can only conclude that I was not made for here
If the flesh that i fight is at best only light and momentary,
then of course I'll feel nude when to where I'm destined I'm compared

[CHORUS]
Speak to me in the light of the dawn
Mercy comes with the morning
I will sigh and with all creation groan as I wait for hope to come for me

Am i lost or just found? On the straight or on the roundabout of the wrong way?
is this a soul that stirs in me, is it breaking free, wanting to come alive?
Cos my comfort would prefer for me to be numb An avoid the impending birth of who I was born to become

[CHORUS]

[BRIDGE]
For we, we are not long here Our time is but a breath, so we better breathe it And I, I was made to live, I was made to love, I was made to know you Hope is coming for me Hope, He's coming

This is what I am sensing this day. He does ALL THINGS WELL... and COMPLETELY. And in FULLNESS OF TIME.

It seems Boston & New England has crossroaded into the crosshairs of the timing of the Sovereign Lord. Prayer has fueled prayer. Covenant began it all (forefathers of America.) And many torch-bearers have been relaying this race over the past few hundred years. Now my generation feels the Breath of Life blowing and stirring and shifting and shaking.

Making ALL THINGS NEW. By the One who does ALL THINGS WELL.

He saves us to the Uttermost.

For example, listen to Rachel's testimony from today, what the Lord did.

So, now we are in the last week. 300+ IHOPU students from Kansas City, Missouri have descended upon the city for a last final week of evangelism, outreach, healing ministry and most importantly PRAYER, as we contend believing that April 9th will be the fullfillment of many promises which have been spoken.

Today, we heard from Rachel, herself, this testimony. Rachel is an Asian-American student at BC (Boston College) here. Her 21st birthday is this weekend. This very morning, her friends were torturing her because she is still a virgin. They actually made a "sign" and put it on her head, labelling her a virgin. They told her they were going to cause and lead and persuade her to lose her virginity, even this day, even this week. So, this very morning, she was praying to "God" to please send her someone to help her stand her ground in this virtue of virginity and chastity. It just so happened that she encountered not one, but two teams from IHOPU, at seperate intervals throughout the day. She spent the whole day, morning to night, not only with the students, but later coming to the actual Awakening services. In a nutshell, the Lord so PROFOUNDLY encountered and encouraged her. She strengthened her resolve in her stance, she actually found salvation and got saved this very day, and then in front of probably 400-500 people, she testified of all of this and then was baptized in the Holy Spirit, right then and there!

This is the God, who Hears and ANSWERS prayer.

There have been many miracles of healing, salvation, prodigals returning, students on campus getting lit up! God is moving in response to prayer! He is really doing a noteable thing. And we believe this is only the beginning.

For we believe, it is the fullness of time. The appointed time. And that God has set His heart upon Boston for the strategic worldwide influence it implies. His eye is upon this place as a sending launchpad for missions, harvesting from among the thousands and thousands of students in this place.

This is just a sample. Harvard is being rocked. Berkely is being rocked. BU is being rocked. God is moving. Keep praying!

A few things have happened to me.

1.) I am not the same. The Lord is drawing me in. Maturing something in me, I have no words. He is fueling hunger and removing the callouse of complacency. Even towards my own city, family, roommates, even my own life. Everything is being SENSITIZED by HIS GLORIOUS Holy Spirit.

2.) Throughout this fast I have had a series of dreams and prophetic encounters. Two nights ago, I had one of the most Holy moments of my life. The Lord was renewing a vow with me, I had made to him at age 15 years old. The missionary calling. I said "YES" again. This time, I really know, what I was saying yes to, and there is no more running from this calling. I know that I have said yes, to penetrating darkness and difficult things. I know that I have said yes to perhaps a life like nothing I had forethought or imagined... but the WORTHINESS OF CHRIST is overshadowing it all, once again. I was literally so hit with fire and the intense groanings of intercession of the Lord, I was weeping and wailing like no other time in my life. I believe the Lord was inwardly acknowledging my REAL HEARTS DESIRE.

His Will.

Hallelujah. To the Uttermost.

Holy Spirit, Come. Holy Spirit, Stay. I love You.

Days 30-32 Standing in His Counsel

Salvation Belongs to the Lord.

Today is Good Friday. The remembrance of the Passion of the Christ. The remembrance of the Cross. This salvation that prepares a way for all of mankind to eternally return and dwell in the Chambers of the Unsearchable heart of Abba. Eternal Life. It is GOOD NEWS.

Song "This is True Life," Justin Rizzo.

"Remember the former things of old,
For I am God, and there is no other;
I am God, and there is none like Me,
Declaring the end from the beginning,
And from ancient times things that are not yet done,
Saying, ‘My counsel shall stand,
And I will do all My pleasure." -Isaiah 46:9-10

These past few days I have been feeling the pleasure of the Counsel of the Lord sweep over me like billows. My heart is leaping and burning at the mention of the Truth.

Faith is being stirred, even in the prayer companies around New England and this nation. There is a faith being stirred, even now, (even in you, the reader of this blog.) There is an activation of FAITH, and a "mounting of wings" right this moment. God is about to move and it will be to His Glory and to His Honor and to His Fame.

And it will be for the Harvest. And for the Kingdom. For the Glory of His Son, the King, Jesus.

A few interesting things have occurred in the past few days. I have been doing some work/temping which has brought me back into the elite Financial District of Boston. It is strange. Two years ago I was so immersed in that culture (as I was working in business) with a very different set of goals than I have now. It is now as if there is a "culture shock" reverbing me to the core. Oh, the eyes of discernment are opening! (Read Ephesians 5 and really meditate on it, especially the last portion of discerning between good & evil, redeeming the time, and the Will of God.) Oh, the Father's deposits, what He thinks, feels, aims. I see very differently now! My eyes are opening.

If this is even a "sample bite," I begin to see what relishing and delighting in His Will might really mean!

I have had a few divine appointments recently, sharing of Jesus. Seems like the appointments are so compelling (like the 24 year old, Molly, who I have been sitting next to at work this week.) She is primed with education, bent towards justice, open to the Gospel. Lord, Lord, Lord. You are AFTER a generation! You are after her heart. I can see with eyes of faith who she is in the Kingdom and how you will use her mightily to Your glory. Amen, let it be so. (And the others on my hit list who I am praying for, calling in their salvation, God minister it unto them and draw them, display Jesus in their lives, even now, amen.)

Then there was Wendell. Precious Wendell. Young, twenty-something African-American man with a cane, obvious mental and physical handicap of sorts, loaded down with a homeless man's extra load on his back, and a Starbucks in his hand. I saw him about two weeks ago in an area of Boston where I live, on the train. I was exhausted, leaning my head back on the train, drowning out the crowded nauseous noise of the drunk Boston College students with my iPhone playlist. But I looked up and there he was! Struggling with a limp hand and a look of confused frustration as he tried to juggle his belongings and his one luxury; this half-drunk, iced-frappuccino he had obviously been savoring for a few hours. I was immediately flooded with prophetic knowledge and the FATHER's INCREDIBLE LOVE AND AFFECTION for this man. I felt led to pray over him, and I told the Lord, "If he gets off the "T" before my stop, God, I will surely get off with him. Please cause me to have the courage." Well, it was only one stop later that Wendell went to get off, but the over-crowded train completely neglected him and his cries of, "Please let me through, I need to get off," and someone even knocked the coffee out of his hand and it spilled everywhere. He looked at it sadly and shuffled off with his limp and away from the train. It all happened so quickly, I missed my chance to get off! I hesistated and delayed. For that reason, I was heart broken. I knew the Lord desired to touch his life, and I had waited too long. I looked at the spilled coffee and the people acting as if nothing had happened and I burst into tears, even sobbing. People must have thought I was crazy! I was just FLOODED FLOODED FLOODED to the core with Abba's love for him! It was not MY LOVE! I do not take credit for the empathy. Even now! Hear me: I am not the supplier, and I am not special because my heart could respond in that moment. It was COMPASSION birthed from the Father!

Doesn't that THRILL your heart???? Think of the way we walk out our obscure existence. But the Word says:

"Are not two little sparrows sold for a penny? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground without your Father's leave (consent) and notice. But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered."-Matthew 10:29-30

His eye is on the sparrow. And His eye is upon You and Me. And Wendell.

So, I arrived home to my roommates shortly after the coffee incident on the train, tears streaming down my face. "Guys, we have to pray for this man!" I was overcome. We did pray for him.

Fast forward two weeks later. I made an "out-of-the way trip" to another part of the city during rush hour, to do a quick errand (against my better judgement) because, from there, I knew I would need to retrace back to a third location entirely. But there I was, in Central Square, stepping quickly into a Starbucks (after my errand) to use the wi-fi. It was perfectly timed & orchestrated by God, for right there; on the other complete side of the city weeks later, was Wendell! We met, and spoke, and I was able to pour out a little of the Father's love to him, buying him a coffee and even his favorite cupcake! Helping him to struggle with his backpack, etc., listening to what he had to say, sharing a moment. I was so melted on the inside! Look at how God loves! I did not have a chance to pray over him, then, but I have a feeling I will see Wendell again.

What does that have to do with prayer or revival? Or just plain being a "follower of Jesus?"

Standing in the Counsel of the Lord. Listening to His heart. ("I came only to do the Will of the Father."-Jesus)

"I do not cease to give thanks for you, making mention of you in my prayers. For I always pray to the God of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of glory, that He may grant you a spirit of wisdom and revelation [of insight into mysteries and secrets] in the [deep and intimate] knowledge of Him,

By having the eyes of your heart flooded with light, so that you can know and understand the hope to which He has called you, and how rich is His glorious inheritance in the saints (His set-apart ones)..." Ephesians 1:16-18

And the secrets of the Lord, are with those who fear Him.

This is what we find ourselves (prayer company of intercessors) doing on Days 30-32...

Standing in the Counsel of the Lord, by His MERCY. By HIS MERCY. By the access of His blood. And praying from the directives found there.

There was a CRAZY AMAZING prophetic song which was released the other night from Jason, an IHOPU student. (At Ruggles Baptist during the 40 days of prayer in Boston.)

"All the prayers of my people in Egypt, I heard every last one. And in the APPOINTED TIME I CAME, IN THE APPOINTED TIME I CAME, I REVEALED MY NAME: THE GREAT I AM. In the appointed time, in the appointed time, in the appointed time. In the appointed time I came, I revealed my name, the Great I Am."

So we prayed into that Counsel. God... that it might be Your appointed time. Reveal Your Name. Great I Am.

Lastly, to circle back. Salvation belongs to the Lord. And I beseech Him in the New Covenant. Mercy. Upon my life. Jesus. Upon my city. Lord. Upon this land. Mercy.

"Salvation belongs to the LORD;Your blessing be upon Your people! Selah." Psalm 3:8

"God is to us a God of deliverances;
And to GOD the Lord belong escapes from death." -Psalm 68:20

Jesus' Fishermen and Me

If you have been following this blog during the 40 Days of Prayer & Fasting (University Daniel Fast/ Nationally in USA & Regionally in Boston, New England,) then you have kept up on a sweet journey I have been having with the Lord, in the place of prayer.

Seems I am entering deeper into His heart on Day 30 then Day 1, when I began. Isn't this always the beauty of our days? The Knowledge of the Holy! Holy Love. If we will let it into our lives. It will certainly change us.

"Praise God, our Savior, who daily CARRIES US IN HIS ARMS!" Psalm 68:19

I felt really weak and insignificant this week in the light of my flighty courage. Failing courage. Shallow courage. But yesterday, I began to think of Jesus, the man who came to the earth. I began to think of the disciples He chose, and how He loved them, in all their weakness.
See... it is not about our condition. It is about HIS LOVE.

I wanted to think on the ocean yesterday. I was thinking of the ocean. Thinking of the fishermen that Jesus chose to be his disciples. Sailors. Isn't that beautiful? He used unlikely people to begin His church. It is His wisdom.

He decides what is beautiful.

He says, "Come, follow ME! I will make you fishers of men." (Matthew 4) Here is the emphasis: Come... (We respond and walk with Him.) Follow ME! (FOLLOW JESUS.) Aaaah, it is such freedom. To follow Jesus. He made a way. He makes a way. The Way, the Truth, the Life.

He whom the Son sets free, is free indeed.

He decides what is beautiful.

He has set his affection upon my life. He died upon a Cross for me. He rose again, that I might live.

He has EYES of FIRE. And they have caught MY GAZE. I will follow Him.

Jesus. The Messiah. I love You. I posture my heart for the next 10 days to love you more. To know You more. To BE WITH YOU. To pray your prayers. To dream Your dreams. I yearn for you. You set me free.

You see my investment in this generation. In this city. In the universities. You are the God who HEARS AND ANSWERS PRAYER!

I come to the ocean of Your love and listen to the stories you tell, the Truth You give. Walk in the footsteps of the Son. I will follow. I love You.

Day 24: Onslought of Glory: Antioch & Nations

Revivaltown. Revival's Intentions. Boston... what does the Father think about You?

Nations of the earth.

In the fire, I will find You...

So Great Heart. Everlasting Father.

"Prayer is the bridge between the future promises of God being fulfilled and the present reality." E.M. Bounds

Deep Reverence is all around me. The Fear of the Lord is Pure. Do we refuse to see??? Do we refuse to see?? What aversion to surrender do we contain? What roots of rebellion will we cling to this day? He is so OTHER THAN me. He is God. From Everlasting. From the joy of His heart I sprang forth. Wisdom finds oneself standing arms wide, face lifted, access granted (blood of Jesus) yet with no reckoning, in the onslought of Glory of the Throneroom wonder. God! Son of David, Have MERCY upon us! You are outside of History. But here we are. In the linear chronology, CALLING UPON YOU. MERCY. MERCY. MERCY. Break in. In the Onslought of Glory, I have no reckoning. You are so beautiful like no other.

"All the oceans have lifted The voice of their pounding waves will cry Lord of life, so vast You invest in a broken soul All the love, all the love, all the love..." In the Burning (Something Like Silas)

Messiah.
In the FIRE, I will FIND YOU! In the burning... I am THIRSTY...

All the oceans have lifted
The voice of their pounding waves will cry
Lord of life, so vast
You invest in a broken soul
All the love, all the love, all the love

In the burning
I get the feeling
My senses are far too small To contain your fire You are so beautiful, like no other
I am burning for you

I cry from a world that demands my affection
I pray for the light that will guide my eyes
You are radiant brilliance
You provide for the darkened soul
All the love, all the love, all the love

In the fire I will find you
For your great heart
I long for you, Messiah
In the tears I won't cease to see
That you are Holy, oh Lord
I am so close, I am so weak
I am so strong, I am so wrapped up

In the burning, I am burning for you

Corporate Prayer. 40 Days. Bethany Temple (JHOP Boston) and IHOPU felt led to a few days of Solemn Assembly.

Last night, the prayers seemed to be like "matter" forming around the "INVISIBLE" structure of the MANDATES of GOD's HEART for BOSTON.

Travis, IHOPU student felt God uttering these three phrases to him over the course of the last few weeks on what this 40 Days is REALLY all about. Where its leading. Revival's intentions.

1.) Antioch Sending Base: Student Missions Movement
2.) Westward to Jerusalem: (Through Asia back to Jerusalem.)
3.) Revival is for the nations.

Nations! The Great Commission. All the EARTH. Boston. This International place. This mecca of students. This mecca of Influence. This DENSE POPULATION OF NATIONS... What torches can be lit and brought back to their nations from this place...

Another IHOPU student had this vision as he heard someone pray, "Oh that Boston would be like Antioch again! Oh that Boston would be like Antioch again!" He heard a voice say, "That the Word of the Lord WOULD PREVAIL in Asia! That the Word of the Lord would PREVAIL in Africa! That the Word of the Lord would PREVAL in the NATIONS..."

So we are asking. And we are like "Those Who DREAM" (Psalm 126) that our forefathers dreams (Gov. Winthrop, Jonathan Edwards, etc.) who foresaw this place as a City on a Hill, a Light to the Nations, a Missions-sender, an Exporter of the Gospel of Jesus... we are dreaming again. And we are praying again. And the Spirit of Elijah (hearts of the Fathers to the hearts of the sons,) has fallen upon us. For our hearts are turned to the dreams of our forefathers.

God, for the sake of the Nations. Visit this place. Revival is not an option anymore.

My prayer last night. "God, give us a supernatural compacity. Supernatural impartation. Supernatural concern and compassion for the nations. That we could dream and pray WITH You."

In the fire, I will FIND You...

Day 23: City on a Hill; You will Shine!

"Look at the nations and watch—
and be utterly amazed!
For I am going to do something in your days
that you would not believe,
even if you were told."-Hab. 1:5

Jesus gave me yellow roses yesterday. He does that often, as you know. He is breathing upon this heart and I come alive in this love. Sidewalks, and trains. Angels and Truth. Echos of Mercy. Dancing on gold.

Lord: Surround us, with the power of Your Love. My Monday. The Kiss of the Father upon my life. Filled, filled, filled, overflowing fountains... OVERFLOWING FOUNTAINS.


About Declaration:

Believers. Endued with authority from on high. Intercession, the unlocking. Open your mouth and speak! Declare the High Praises and Purposes of God. Call those things that are not, as though they are, for nothing is impossible. Ask in His Will. Sit on the Father's lap and look down from Heavenly Places. See His perspective, His directives, His heart on the matter...

Pray from that place. Pray with authority and open your mouth and RELEASE. Declare! AND WATCH IT COME TO PASS.

We heard from Dean from IHOP @ Ruggles last night. This was his message.

First the Lord came with RIVERs... and FOUNTAINs... of ReFrEsHiNg. Affirming devotion and obedience to those gathered in this 40 days. Then, this Word of the Lord of DECLARING...

So we spoke. No SHOUTED... LIVE: DRY BONES. MeLt LiKe WaX: Every MOUNTAIN exalting itself higher... FOR HE IS GREATER.

Daniel, worship leader from IHOP, Darrell Temple of JHOP Boston, Will Eifler of JHOP, etc... began to riff this heaven song of these statements, these declarations.

Boston, You WILL be A CITY ON A HILL
A CITY ON A HILL

YOU WILL SHINE

YOU WILL SHINE

Shine SHINE shInE ShInE SHinE SHINE SHINE SHINE!

Boston, You WILL BE... A City on a Hill

You will Shine.

Days 20-22 Happenings...

What happenings! God is surely moving.

Looming over the nation, was the impending vote for the healthcare bill. I was grieved and stirred to prayer.

I found myself attempting to connect with some folks, but our timing missed. I ended up at the JHOP house instead. There, I was blessed to spend a glorious sunny Saturday in Boston with two great friends from JHOP. Our conversation was rich with the fellowship of believers, it was an answer to my prayers. I have been like an ostrich buried head in the sand in some ways with various things. The Lord cares about our friendships, and He waters them in His ways and timings.

Later that day, I was on the other side of the city very near another set of friends' home, just by coincindence. We, also, were able to connect and it was a delight. The next day, Sunday, I saw those two again, in another coincindental setting, too! More on that in a sec...

The whole weekend I felt such a spirit of burning, tangible arms even "holding" me, weighty glory of God all around me. I even said that to two of the friends as I lounged in a chair, sun streaming past my face. "Guys," I said. "I can't shake this, it is as if "someone" or God is like HOLDING me!" I am still learning about this intimacy with God. Sometimes, our misinterpretation of it, is to ask this question, "For what purpose God, is this kabud annointing? Why such manifestions? Should I tell someone, do something???" Fast forward the story to two days later, and a person was praying with me into an issue of the heart and prophecying over me. They exclaimed, "I feel such a tangible fire all around me, as I am praying for you! I feel God so near. I "see" Him all around you, it is as if He is "holding you!" Arms all around you! He is MARKING YOUR HEART WITH PEACE. Now you will feel this annointing, and it will be YOUR PEACE. A kiss between you and the Father connected deeply to a place of rich peace." I mean, C'mon! That is crazy, He is so kind. So involved.

The next day I visited David W. Hill's church, Fenway Church, actually held in a "bar" in Boston, called, "Church." Pretty sweet, huh? I love them and their heart for prayer. I noted the humility and authority of the small congregation. They have been fully engaging in the 40 days and there was such a sweetness in the place. David preached out of Matthew 5, regarding how to translate the "template of the Beatitudes" to a reality in the Christian walk. Honestly, you all should listen to the podcast, if it is available on this website. http://www.fenwaychurch.org/

I needed that message of reconcilliation. Jesus, the Reconciller. Every human effort fails, and we find ourself "far off" and hostile to God. Enter: Jesus. Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound.

After church, again, there were my friends from the day before, also "visiting" coincindentally to this other congregation. They had brought two exchange students with them who live in their home, from Korea and Japan.

We took the two young woman to Panera and shared more about the message they had just heard. We spent HOURS speaking openly, boldly, and compassionately about Jesus: Right there in Panera Bread, by the grace of God. The young woman from Japan had never really heard of Jesus before. Her family is Buddhist in Japan. She prays to her dead grandmother. Well, no longer! She encountered Jesus right there in Panera and a lost sheep was found and saved and brought into the Kingdom that day, right before our eyes! Amazing! Salvation! Praise God! She actually is returning to Japan this very weekend. God's timing. Incredible.

And then our country passed the healthcare bill into law. I could not stop thinking of the "Stillborn Babies" dream from the other day, and how it implied a death and then a ressurection??? GOD... is there room for MERCY???? Help our nation, dear God.

Break Rebellion. End Abortion. Send Revival! We need you, Jesus.

Divine Happenings, really. This generation will see the Hand of Love.

Day 20: Inspiration & Hallelujahs

"To live content with small means; to seek elegance rather than luxury; and refinement rather than fashion; to be worthy, not respectable; and wealthy, not rich; to study hard, think quietly, talk gently, act frankly; to listen to stars and birds, to babes and sages, with open heart; to bear all cheerfully, do all bravely, await occasion, hurry never; in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious grow up through the common. This is to be my symphony."

William Ellery Channing

Fear of God = This Day Filled With the Awe

Pulling on the cords of His heart. Searching it out. This Love. This Truth.

The Only King Immortal, The Only Wise King.

Caverns of depth, heights of splendor. Exploring the Person. Knowing God.

This day has been filled with art and inspiration. Inspiration & Hallelujahs.

"Blessed love, falling under
Sacredness taking hold
Split the air, the sound of thunder
Heaven begins to unfold

And the nearness of there
Feels more near to here

We can feel the breath of the angels
See the walls bend and shake
The skies in a tremble
Let the day wait " David Crowder, The Nearness

Days 18-19 Travail. Delivery. Life.

Days 18 to 19. The stakes are being raised. Pages are turning.

I was told that an intense spirit of corporate travail & intercession came upon the prayer rumble at Ruggles, today.

I was not there, but I, too, have been in travail.

We are days away from our USA leaders (Senators/Congressmen) voting to pass a health care bill, which, if passed in current condition, will LEGALLY FUND ABORTION with TAXPAYER DOLLARS. (Son of David, have Mercy.) Church of America. Pray to the God of Heaven.

They told him, "This is what Hezekiah says: This day is a day of distress and rebuke and disgrace, as when children come to the point of birth and there is no strength to deliver them. It may be that the LORD your God will hear all the words of the field commander, whom his master, the king of Assyria, has sent to ridicule the living God, and that he will rebuke him for the words the LORD your God has heard. Therefore pray for the remnant that still survives." 2 Kings 19:2-4

"LORD, they came to you in their distress; when you disciplined them, they could barely whisper a prayer.

As a woman with child and about to give birth
writhes and cries out in her pain,
so were we in your presence, O LORD.

We were with child, we writhed in pain, but we gave birth to wind. We have not brought salvation to the earth; we have not given birth to people of the world."- Isaiah 26:16-18

Stillborn Babies Dream:

I had a dream last night. In the dream I dreamed I was pregnant. (I believe this represented: intercession/pregnant w/ the promises/purposes/judgments/revelations of God.) But for some reason, I was not showing a "belly" of pregnancy as pronounced as 'mothers to be' normally are. Some were asking me, "Are you really pregnant?" They doubted the condition to be true. (Unbelieving Church/Generation.) But in the dream, I cradled my belly, knowing full well, I was definitely pregnant! (Faith.) (Interesting side note: As an intercessor, I have had many pregnant dreams, but never dreams of actual delivery and birth. I believe this is prophetic that the Church is in the time of TRAVAIL. Delivery is upon us. Labor pains.) In the dream, my mother was my midwife (representing generations? healing?) and I delivered a child. But as I was delivering, my mother said, "It is a stillborn baby, but you must STILL DELIVER the baby." During this process, I began to cry out to God, even in the dream, "No! No! No! This cannot be! The baby has to live! The baby has not been aborted, but has come FULL TERM! God, please, LIFE! The baby must live!" So... I delivered a stillborn baby. But something happened and the baby came to life! It was then like, I went 'back in time a bit' through prayer and travail in the dream and then experienced the delivery/labor pains a second time, this time with the baby living!!! Much of the dream was marked by actual, fervent prayer during the dream. It was also marked by a great love in my heart for the "baby."

Lately, I have been doing a lot of "intercession" for "intercessors." So, I feel then that perhaps this dream was a VIVID picture of the CHURCH THIS ELEVENTH HOUR, in the very last moment before our country could make a GRAVE DECISION AND CHOSE DEATH.

I don't normally write this bluntly, but honestly, it is not the time for timidity.

I feel that God MUST GRIP THE HEART OF THE PRAYING CHURCH this hour...

We will travail and deliver and have labor pains, no matter what. I am sure of that, as the dream indicated. But even in this delivery... there is a DEEP HEART CONDITION the LORD is AFTER here in AMERICA in this hour.

"Yet You are He who brought me forth from the womb; You made me trust when upon my mother's breasts. Upon You I was cast from birth; You have been my God from my mother's womb. Be not far from me, for trouble is near; For there is none to help."- Psalm 22:9-11

We will be like the one in the dream to hear the report, "The baby is STILLBORN, but you must deliver anyways..." Or will we lay HOLD OF THE FATHER right now and say, "NO! It cannot be so!!! LIFE! LIFE! LIFE!" "Will we love the "child" (next generation of children about to be aborted) enough in our hearts to even go through the travail again and again until LIFE is DELIVERED?????

Lord. Please help my nation to want Life in their deepest heart and to cry out to You and be not silent. Amen.

"Who is this coming up from the desert leaning on her lover?
Under the apple tree I roused you; there your mother conceived you, there she who was in labor gave you birth.
Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. "- Song of Songs 8:5-6

"Who has ever heard of such a thing?
Who has ever seen such things?
Can a country be born in a day
or a nation be brought forth in a moment?
Yet no sooner is Zion in labor
than she gives birth to her children.

Do I bring to the moment of birth
and not give delivery?" says the LORD.
"Do I close up the womb
when I bring to delivery?" says your God.

Rejoice with Jerusalem and be glad for her,
all you who love her;
rejoice greatly with her,
all you who mourn over her."-Isaiah 66:8-10

Jesus, I pleed your blood over my sins and the sins of my nation. God, end abortion, send revival to America. AMEN.

Listen to this song by Amber Brooks: Come Like You Promised.

Days 15-16 Floods & Droughts

Boston and New England have been under a tidewall of rain for four days and nights.

Some say rains are a sign of future fruitfulness on the land.

Truly, we have been crying out for the rains of the Holy Spirit! I just didn't know we would see this much rain, in the natural, too.

Our basement of probably around 2,000+ square feet was completely flooded with over a foot of water (deep) in multiple rooms. The fire department came and disconnected all the utilities (besides electricity on the upper floors.) So, no hot water or cooking indefinitely until the swamp, which is now our basement, gets a tad back to normal.

I live in a house with 9 Christian roommates. Today I was thinking of how this flooding has affected some of them, causing them to lose musical instruments, amps, etc. which were located in our basement. It is so strange the timing. God knows, though. More and more we see our time in this house, He is going after transformational love in our hearts.

My prayer is that our little community here will rally and rise and press in all the more. God, let Love prevail.

Meanwhile, amidst the flooding; There has been a drought! A drought of prayerlessness in my life the last few days. Perhaps it was all the distractions, perhaps it was just the barrenness of the fast... I stopped praying for over 3 days. Literally.

I can say with utmost honesty, I am so saddened by this drought of prayerlessness. We humans are so easily swayed.

So, now what? "Grace, Grace!" Zerrubabel shouted to the mountain.

Amen... Grace, grace. Still pressing through. TIME TO PRAY.