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.

Days 13-14 Walking Uprightly

There is an uprising in my soul. There is a call to active duty and my heart has been enlisted. There is a revolution echoing in tones of destiny. I feel the pressing on. There is the Cloud of Witnesses. Some I know and love. Watching, waiting; cheering me on! There is the promise of generational freedom! An invitation to be a breaker. There is a moment laid out like a red carpet in front of my feet. A road of worship. The road of the Narrow Way I used to tread upon. By amazing grace & sure discourses of love, my feet have found that Ancient Road again. The place I was spoken into being for. The path of Knowing Him. Laying all down for this One Thing; alone. The Lord is standing there with an outstretched hand. I know that I must take His hand, take up my Cross, follow after Him. I know the time of COMPLACENCY is over. I know the hidden trials have produced weighty gold. I know that now is the time, the time to walk on. The time to really love... Love mercy, walk humbly, do justly and follow after my God. I know that a door has closed behind me. The old has gone, the new has come. Time to let go.

I feel... Glory like a whisper...embedded in my soul. I cannot ignore the Lover. I cannot deny Wisdom. I have ignored the voice before.

All the places I have been misunderstood fall like ashes at His feet. My heart burns for You.

"Tears are words the heart cannot express."-Anonymous

My heart burns for You...
(Jesus Culture-Obession: Listen to song here.)
Sometimes You're Further than the Moon
Sometimes You're Closer than my skin
You surround me like a winter coat
My heart burns for You.

I have had vivid prophetic encounter dreams for about 4 nights in a row. The strangest of them all; it played out like a movie where I saw inner workings of the sex/human trafficking industry in London, UK, & other cities in the world. The Father's Heart is Beating for Souls in this Day!

What can I say? The Lord is a Jealous, Jealous, Flame of Love! He is after the deeps.

The last two days have been strangely productive. There has been a "getting things in order" urgency in me. A de-cluttering of extraneous things. A prioritizing of what matters. I feel the Lord is calling places of my heart "Up." A sense of "preparation" and "readiness" for a massive shifting has been lit inside. Yet...

So much battle. I feel like Paul. Commanding the flesh to stand down. I see some things (like some of my relationships) "swirling" under the strain of the hour. I hear the Lord singing to me, "Yoke is easy, burden; light." I feel that now the exchange of Heaven must occur.

"Don't be afraid, I've redeemed you.
I've called your name. You're mine.
When you're in over your head, I'll be there with you.
When you're in rough waters, you will not go down.
When you're between a rock and a hard place,
it won't be a dead end—
Because I am God, your personal God,
The Holy of Israel, your Savior..." Isaiah 43 (The Message)

I am taking Him at His Word. I am letting go and finding freedom. Finding rest. Finding a beckoning. I have to let go of the "old."

It is time for the "New." He makes all things new.

"Open up, heavens, and rain.
Clouds, pour out buckets of My goodness!
Loosen up, earth, and bloom salvation;
sprout right living.
I, God, generate all this..." Isaiah 45 (The Message)

I feel the Lord ushering my prayer life deeper, to a posture of lying face down upon His altar of Love. I am so undone by His love. I know during the remainder of this 40 days, as I cry out to God (in so many ways, for mandates and movements,) that, indeed, it is about all of that. But, it is about NONE of it, too. It is about My Jesus. And this Love.

This verse comes to mind:

"For a day in Your courts is better than a thousand outside.
I would rather stand at the threshold of the house of my God
Than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For the LORD God is a sun and shield;
The LORD gives grace and glory;
No good thing does He withhold from those who walk uprightly.
O LORD of hosts,
How blessed is the man who trusts in You!" Psalm 84:10-12

I guess my prayer going into this next week for all of us, that God will take us from glory to glory, causing us to be like those verses. My prayer is that He will be glorified in our (my) weakness. That His Son will be put on display in my life. Jesus. Come!

Day 12: Man Named Jesus_Beautiful Heart

Like a guitar in the hands of an artist (tender to the instrument) are the strings of this little heart of mine. Now being played by the Man Jesus, resounding a song inside of me.

Day of Devotion, some solitude, some QUIETing of the noise.

JESUS.
His Life.
His Invitation.

"Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving." ~Kahlil Gibran

No corporate prayer for me today. Just the growing hunger for the Word, which is steadily increasing during each passing day of this fast. Just the gnawing thirst of a lovesickness, as I have never known. But I come to the waters and buy food and drink of the everlasting kind, with no money. I am being satisfied, yet the hungers grow. Hungers a plural! Hungers a plenty! For the King of King, none other, fairer than ten thousand to me.

"The hunger for love is much more difficult to remove than the hunger for bread." ~Mother Teresa

If it sounds like I am a hopeless romantic, well, that much is true. This is the sweet mystery of communion with God. That He should have hidden in His Word, treasure troves unfathomable. How can a simple, timely, prophetic fast, begin to have this affect upon the human life?

Psalm 19:8
The precepts of the LORD are right, rejoicing the heart;The commandment of the LORD is pure, enlightening the eyes.

"For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also."-Luke 12:34

How can the heart of a generation be UNLOCKED and LAID BARE before an All-Knowing God? How can a generation "numb to the core," learn to love again? Who can cause the channels of water to turn within the hearts of kings? Whose purposes overcome with amazing grace? Whose Sovereign foresight beckons us to fasting and prayer... giving us foretaste of the greatest outpouring of glory, man has surely ever known? This God whom we serve, surely will strengthen WHOLE-HEARTED devotion and fan it into flame. Just as He said He would. (Joel 2)

"It is the glory of God to conceal a matter,But the glory of kings is to search out a matter."-Proverbs 25:2

Listen to this song, called, "Say Yes."

The silence of my days and the recognition of higher praise.

I find that I have been crying to theTri-Une God about Jesus. The Man Jesus. The Glorious Man Jesus, who died and rose again. I find that my soul knows the Abba. And my spirit holds and clings to the Holy Ghost. But what of my trepidation to Jesus?

I hang on the fringes of my "soul salvation," grateful, yet distant from the Savior Lamb. I do not know how to be close to a bridegroom. I know about earthy men. I know of the world's attempts at relationships. But I do not know about the indescribable knowing of the Bridegroom King. It was said that the Kingdom is like the King preparing a Wedding Banquet for a Son. (Matthew 22:2.) And I have been crying out to be acquainted at the heart place to Jesus the Son, Jesus the King. He died for me.

He says, "Hear My Voice."

I find myself CHANGED on Day 12 then from Day 1 until now. There has been an unlocked question and insatiable yearning for Jesus that I have never known. Oh, this One. The Glorious One. Faithful to the end.

The purity of His motives. The humility of His choices. The surrender of His will to My Abba, the completion of His obedience. The fragrance of His sacrifice. The Friendship of His Name. The lesson of His love. The victory of His gain. The redemption of His blood. The Glory of His Fame. The vulnerability of His cross. The healing of His touch. The flame of His gaze. The "other-than-me" of His god-ness in His feeble human frame. The example He gave me. The freedom He shows me. The reflection of Beauty. The Strong Tower of His Name. The Wisdom of the Ages. The foolish selfless method, the Childlike Joy, He makes a Way.

I am undone. Jesus, You have a Beautiful Heart. Make me Your Love. Make us Your Love.

We are Your Mandate. We are Your Reason. You are our Everything. Man, Christ Jesus. Walk among us, Dwell Among us. Live with us in this place.

Let this 40 days fully cause a lovesickness to arise. Fully undone. Fully laid down. Wrecked. Forever wrecked for anything less. Can't settle for anything but to really know You.

Take my nation, take my region, take the schools, take the students. The mothers, the fathers, the sons, the daughters. Take my city. Teach us all how to Love You more. Jesus, Come?!

Listen to this song, by Misty Edwards, "Beautiful Heart."

Day 11: His Ministry

Seldom do we see the Pure Gospel.

Jesus said it was better for Him to go to the Father, that the Helper would come. The Wonderful Counselor. The Neverfailing Friend. The One who Loves and leads us. (John 16:7)

It is His Ministry. It is all about Him.

Isaiah 61
The Spirit of the Lord GOD is upon me, Because the LORD has anointed me To bring good news to the afflicted; He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, To proclaim liberty to captives And freedom to prisoners; To proclaim the favorable year of the LORD And the day of vengeance of our God; To comfort all who mourn, To grant those who mourn in Zion, Giving them a garland instead of ashes, The oil of gladness instead of mourning, The mantle of praise instead of a spirit of fainting So they will be called oaks of righteousness, The planting of the LORD, that He may be glorified. Then they will rebuild the ancient ruins, They will raise up the former devastations; And they will repair the ruined cities, The desolations of many generations. Strangers will stand and pasture your flocks, And foreigners will be your farmers and your vinedressers. But you will be called the priests of the LORD; You will be spoken of as ministers of our God You will eat the wealth of nations, And in their riches you will boast. Instead of your shame you will have a double portion, And instead of humiliation they will shout for joy over their portion Therefore they will possess a double portion in their land, Everlasting joy will be theirs.

Thoughts.

Praying a lot into unity. Commanded Blessing. Oil on the beard, running down.

Thinking of Psalm 133:

BEHOLD, HOW good and how pleasant it is for brethren to dwell together in unity! It is like the precious ointment poured on the head, that ran down on the beard, even the beard of Aaron, that came down upon the collar and skirts of his garments [consecrating the whole body]. It is like the dew of [lofty] Mount Hermon and the dew that comes on the hills of Zion;for there the Lord has commanded the blessing, even life forevermore [upon the high and the lowly].

Praying for new wineskins here in New England, that will be fit to contain the New Wine which He is beginning to send. Our old wineskins won't do.

I sang this little song to God over and over during worship: "Break off Offenses, Tear Down Defenses, Remove Everything that Hinders Love, Pour Out Your Spirit Without Measure, Remove Everything that Hinders Love."

Thinking about His Beauty. His Ministry. His Ways. How He moves.

Last night we heard two testimonies which provoked prayer. We heard from Shelley Hundley,(IHOP.) How, at college she was a hardened atheist who Christians on campus targeted in prayer until her radical salvation! We heard from Tasha, a girl from IHOPU, (whom God had recently done a deep deliverance from depression, negativity, cutting, fear, etc.) She had been a Christian, but had hidden sadness. Her heart was moved for Harvard and Amherst College, for students who just "numb the pain" day after day. She wanted us to pray "as if their lives depended upon it." Which they do!

We broke off into groups praying specifically for campuses and students. "Life, hope!" We prayed for believers on campuses. That God would break in! Later, we reconvened as a group, and began targeting specific schools.

I was so grateful the Lord put Berkley College of Music on multiple peoples' hearts, many times throughout the night. I currently live in a house with (6 out of 9 roommates) being from Berkeley College of Music, and the other 3 of us also being musicians/artists/creatives, too! Many times the Lord has spoken to me of His beautiful strategy for Boston:

To raise up SUCH AN ARMY OF LOVESICK, WORSHIPPING ARTISTS & MUSICIANS, that it will be the keys to the hearts of this place! As music and art can unlock the doors which the mind and intellectualism, many times; cannot. This place, Boston, "The Hub of the Universe. " Steeped in the mindtraps and blindspots of secular humanism.

Jesus, may Your Love Win! Let the sound of worship come forth in sight and sound! Draw them in! Bypass the mind by the foolishness of the Gospel, the childishness of Faith, Hope, & Love!

Also laid upon my heart last night, was MIT University. It has one of the highest suicide rates on a college campus in the nation! Yet, some of the brightest and the best. My heart was gripped for them!

But as Jesse Engle said last night, "We ask for revival, but we forget what it LOOKS like. It looks like Tasha or Shelley. It is people with real needs and Jesus wants to set them free!"

It is His Ministry! Jesus, come. We need You.

Later, I went home and listened to a recent teaching by Jason Westerfield about the government of God. My thoughts were just mesmerized upon the Father. The Son. The Spirit. The Higher Ways of Love.

Painted this last night, called, "Beloved Mountain."

Fulfillment

We all know that feeling. The change of seasons.

Understanding of something important. The moment when a relationship changes and the only direction is forward. But it is in the midst of that "strangeness" and unease that many times we disengage.

Especially in the place of intercession.

Before I can speak of the corporate prayer yesterday at Ruggles, I have to circle back to yesterday morning.

Speaking of alignment. In the Kingdom of God, alignment is also the Government of the King. During worship at Ruggles, there was a sense of the majesty of the "Living One who Holds the Stars" and a reverential fear of the Lord, knowing, "What is Man that Thou Art Mindful?" yet still feeling an incredible draw of intimacy to come closer.

Bethany Temple shared a simple yet explosive word. We are all familiar with the life of Daniel. (I.e. 40 Day University Daniel Fast) yet it is so imbedded with truth, that as Bethany put it, "Let's look; devotional style, at just Daniel 10, it will encourage us all." Really, it was the Word of the Lord that cracked open the whole place and ushered us into passion instead of complacency, zeal & prayer before the night would end.

Daniel was but one man. He searched the Scriptures and knew that in light of the promises of God, it was time for Israel to be delivered out of captivity from Babylon. But it was he and he alone who prayed... And God heard His prayers and angels and demons and all of Heaven moved.

So, what is the lesson of Daniel and what happened last night? Daniel came to that place we sometimes find ourselves in... carrying the burden of the Lord in intercession. But he would not, could not be satisfied, could not disengage. He sought the Lord, even for his 21 days, never knowing what was happening in the heavenlies all along. His longing was ONLY SATISFIED in the seeing fullness, the completion of ALL of God's Purposes being fulfilled! Outside of that fulfillment, the longing was not satisfied. This is where the hinge of history is: one man/woman searching out the heart of God, carrying His burden and praying until it comes to pass.

There was a fire on the altar last night. It was as if somehow it "clicked" for everyone that each and every individual person (their specific prayers) were mighty! And, not only mighty, but valued by God and essential for the hour!

One IHOPU student, Craig, had recently had a vision over Ruggles which he retold in light of the story of Daniel. The Lord had showed him the whole place COVERED with angels. And the angels were not just surrounding whoever was at the mic or leading, etc. But angels were listening intently upon the prayers of each one, and upon uttering certain prayers, whole groups of angels that had been sent upon specific assignment would be immediately dispatched in an instant, from the words coming forth from an individual.But if the individual did not pray, those certain angels with those certain assignments were sent back to heaven until further notice, etc. Granted, taken with a grain of salt (as any subjective data is) however, truly inspirational. That vision, combined with the Presence of the Lord in the room, and the meditating upon the life of Daniel...

There was an intense spirit of burning and prayer which fell upon the room.

The very same "zeal & urgency" Bethany had spoke of, began to grip each heart in the room and fiery prayers reverbed the whole place. For a good while, the place was the war room of heaven, angels surely being dispatched, as the whole place went up in a ball of smoke unto the Father! That we must not be silent, that He surely hears and moves. I believe that was an impartation for the next wave of grace to press through. There was a tangible fire.

My roommate and I took the "T" home our short distance. At home, I made a cup of tea and smiled at her. "What is God doing in you?" I asked? She spoke of God "sealing" the mandate of prayer and other very tangible, important things in her heart. She was staring off in the distance, thinking of it. Me, too. This sealing up in our hearts. How good He is!

Press in. Let's pray! Let your voice be heard. Believe. Do not disengage. Let the burden have its full work. Let hunger be just that: HUNGER. Don't dull it. Don't desensitize it. Go to the Lord with it. Ask. Pray. Believe.

History may hinge upon YOU.

Day 9: Resurging the Flame

Before I close my weary eyes tonight, I offer this fragrance. I pour out an offering in the midnight hour. Love.

It is happening. In our midst. God.

"Garden enclosed. Life takes place, behind the face. Here its You and Me, Alone, God."
-Misty Edwards

Today the fewer the words, the better. Such a sweet SHIFT, such a FLAME.

I was drained of energy today. No matter how many protein shakes, coffees, vitamins, superfood green smoothies... Could not muster an ounce of ENERGY.

Somewhere in the late afternoon, the Lord said, "You are spinning your wheels. Just ask. I will strengthen. I'm the Source."

Later, I was thrilled that a few of my Christian brothers were going with me tonight to prayer. I do not take for granted the people who surround me... RIGHT NOW. I am richly blessed.

Upon walking into prayer, I found that just what we have been asking, WAS HAPPENING.
SPIRIT OF GRACE & SUPPLICATION WAS BEING POURED OUT.

There was a FRESH grace, for intercession, Praise God. There was an ENTRANCE and an ACCESS almost immediately to the Throne.

I looked over and one of my roomies/brothers was crying. Some of my friends were pressing in. A woman in her eighties who comes to my church was being blessed. I later had the priviledge to pray over her. Who am I to be given an honor such as that?

During worship, the Lord met me in a personal way, whispering love to my heart. "See how I see you," He says. I felt like the one to find him in the flesh, in Galilee and say to the Man Jesus, "Open my eyes, Sir. I want to SEE! I want to SEE!"

Travail became a war cry and there was cry release: MOBILIZE. Not "Mass" achusetts: AMASS-achusetts. God... mobilize an army. Revive & awaken, resurge, breathe upon the Bride. Let the trumpet be blown. Let the expectation & faith arise. LET PRAYER AND FASTING be found in this army, in this place, in this time. Let it come.
An IHOPU girl, Danielle, shared a dream. The take-away: The generals and Cloud of Witnesses are watching us now. Let's give it our all!

Personally... my candle of prayer inside my heart became a wildfire within my heart.

I have been seeing my roommates/friends/churchmates peeps catching the heart of prayer in my city. I am moved. I am moved. I am moved. I am grateful.

Lord. Let it Come.

Resurge the flame.

Day 8: Abba and His Sons & Daughters

Day 8 of 40: Boston

Deposits from the Everlasting Father
are being released among us. Incline your ear.

4pm-ish. Commuters and shoppers enjoying the balmy 45 degrees. As I was heading my short commute from our house in Boston to Ruggles (we live about 1.5 miles only away,) I was thinking upon... the Lost. The Lost of my CITY Boston. Of the many students on the Campuses. I thought of the high suicide rate at MIT. I thought of the many destinies. Probably someone lonely that very moment. I thought of the homeless walked past each day. A cry escaped from my lips even outloud getting off of the train, "Daddy, bring them HOME to YOUR HOUSE. The Prodigals. The Lost. The Church. Bring them HOME to your ARMS!"
"For [the Spirit which] you have now received [is] not a spirit of slavery to put you once more in bondage to fear, but you have received the Spirit of adoption [the Spirit producing sonship] in [the bliss of] which we cry, Abba (Father)! Father!The Spirit Himself [thus] testifies together with our own spirit, [assuring us] that we are children of God.

And if we are [His] children, then we are [His] heirs also: heirs of God and fellow heirs with Christ [sharing His inheritance with Him]; only we must share His suffering if we are to share His glory!" -Romans 8: 15-17

Once inside, it was as if a certain effervescence was cloaking the place in sweet Presence. Peace. Different from the past week. A shifting. I began sketching in a sketchbook and praying.

I received an email alerting people to pray about another large scale earthquake in Turkey! What in the world, the third major earthquake in 3 separate regions of the earth in only a few weeks? Lord, I thought. I could not help but think of the verses:
"The creation looks forward to the day when it will join God’s children in glorious freedom from death and decay. For we know that all creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time. And we believers also groan, even though we have the Holy Spirit within us as a foretaste of future glory, for we long for our bodies to be released from sin and suffering. We, too, wait with eager hope for the day when God will give us our full rights as his adopted children..." -Romans 8:21-23a

The revealing of the Sons of God.

This retelling of this day is crazy the synchronization & unity of God weaving a theme comprehensively throughout the day. Must have been what HE wanted to say...

Quietly people came and went. Some bowed. Some with the Word open in their laps. Some children intermittent mingling, smiling and happening upon you. The worship leader was lingering upon "Lord of Creation, of Uncharted Galaxies, I am Your Creation, Your Daughter, who You LOVE. How blessed are His Sons and Daughters: Whose Hearts are Completely His."

I began to study the last portion of the book of Hosea. My God! The YEARNING of the Heart of God... to faithless and unfaithful Israel. (Us.) Yet... the IMPLORING LOVE.

Boom. Boom. Heartbeat of Abba:

"Sow with a view to righteousness, reap in accordance with kindness; Break up your fallow ground, for it is time to seek the Lord, until He comes to rain Righteousness on you." -Hosea 10:12

"When Israel was a child, I loved him,
and I called my son out of Egypt.
But when I called the people of Israel,
they went away from Me.
They offered sacrifices to the Baals
and burned incense to the idols.
It was I who taught Israel to walk,
and I took them in My arms,
but they did not understand
that I had healed them.
I led them with cords of human kindness,
with ropes of love.
I lifted the yoke from their neck
and bent down and fed them."-Hosea 11:1-4

I am wrecked reading that even now. I sat stunned today. Listen to My Daddy's HEART! So beautiful, I thought. Look at HOW He loves...

Then, a few verses down, this completely undid me:

"How can I give you up, O Ephraim?
How can I surrender you, O Israel?
How can I make you like Admah?
How can I treat you like Zeboiim?

My heart is turned over within Me,
All My compassions are kindled.
I will not execute My fierce anger;
I will not destroy Ephraim again:

For I am God and not man, the Holy One in your midst,
And I will not come in wrath. " v. 8-9

WHO IS THIS DADDY GOD???? I sat stunned.

I prayed "Spirit of Adoption, come."

People started to fill the place.
Bethany prayed and this stood out to me, "God, thank you for the SIMPLE gift of Prayer. For by it you hear and move."

Chris Berglund spoke, (respected council to JHOP Boston, Lou Engle, etc.,) bringing a Word of the Lord. I can't write to give justice here to his incredibly powerful word.

But the main point was... the contending is after the "seed" the Promise, the Inheritance, and that Jesus Himself, was the Seed... And we are His. He, being the Perfect Forerunner. Because He was fully man. Acquainted with temptation and the flesh. Yet, transfigured in Glory. And that the reason for the contending after the seed, it is that God is a COVENANT KEEPER. So Satan knows, where there is a "Sure Word of The Lord" God intends to bring His promise to pass. And this is US.

As Chris said about Jesus and the Church. "We are HIS MANDATE."

He then began to describe a few pieces of prophetic/seer revelations, including perhaps even words from Enoch, (yah, the one that didn't die in the Bible) having made supposed visits to a few in this very generation. It was heard that he said:

"When you cease to HURT PEOPLE with your thoughts and with YOUR WORDS, you enter into the River of LOVE. It is there you are in the Spirit and become TRANSFIGURED by Glory."-Enoch

This thing of transfiguration.

And Chris spoke of "bondservants" the ones with "no rights" but all devotion having COMPLETE SPIRITUAL ACCESS in the Spirit.

And that it is the establishing of IDENTITY that releases us into the promises/inheritance.
That God wants to, "Take the lid off of the Mercy Seat WITHIN each one of us and show HIS Glory to a generation." Transfiguration!

So, we moved back into worship and Jesse Engle (Lou's son) along with Shelley Hundley from IHOP, felt the Lord wanted us to "LINGER in the revelation of identity as sons & daughters." This before pressing into further intercession. Because from that place: WE RIGHTLY KNOW GOD, KNOW OURSELVES, KNOW HIS HEART... Know His Will. Know His Love.
(Key of David)

So, the Spirit began to move all over the place. I found myself with a few others praying for a young woman to find herself as a daughter of God. It was so beautiful to see a face of "I hope so, but I just don't know," be visibly moved before our eyes as the Spirit hovered and ministered. I began to sing HIS song over her:

"Did you not know? Had you not heard? I love you. As My Own. You are Never Alone. If you have never been told, I tell you now, I sing it loud, Daughter of God, You are My own. This place prepared is lost without you. You are never alone."

Rounding out the night, were waves of rapid fire intercession as the travail of His heart was birthed in the place. Rightly so. Cries for mercy. That He is Mighty.

Was faith imparted to believe in a God of Mercy because we had encountered our Abba of Love?

"God, thank you for the SIMPLE gift of Prayer. For by it you hear and move."-Bethany Temple

On the Seventh Day: REST

THE SUN IS SHINING over Boston...

Sipping coffee, listening to the melodic reggae-ish Brett Dennen singing, "The One Who Loves You the Most." Spring up oh well, of life-giving waters, flowing from the Throne of the One I love; Who LOVES ME THE MOST!

Click to Listen to Song Here.

My soul is still, for I know He is God.

Yesterday brought freedom & peace.

Here is a retelling of it:

"Day 3 to Day 6, I was pretty much completely side-tracked by overwhelming feelings of apathy, despair, and life just coming at me. Today, a friend was praying with me. I felt light breaking in. I shared about feeling "trapped" by expectations of people and bulley-ed by Shame. Felt that I was reacting in pride, (although I was resisting the pride and trying to go low in humility,) it felt like a cloud that would not lift. I hadn't identified the shame bit. Seemed like a blind spot. Wasn't it for freedom He set me free? My friend had insight and began to take authority over the shame and I rallied with faith, too. My heart began to have courage and realize, "I do not have to PERCEIVE this way." Instead, my spirit was free to receive the Light of HIS love and How HE SEES ME. Sounds revolutionary and simple right??? It was a breakthrough six months to a year in the making for me. Expectations of ministry, of career, of relationships, of personality, of goals... all these pressures! In an instant they melted away. I was immediately flooded with joy and the Spirit. I began laughing and sensing the PEACE of God! With understanding that it is not about me making "this season" or the next look like what people think it should or what I think it should... Just free in His love and His will. SO MUCH PEACE!!! My "true reflection." I felt it made the last six months brilliant in the light of clarity. I was letting my courage ebb away by the expectations and weights of man. What is man that Thou Art Mindful of Him, O God?? Hahah, praise God, I am so restored to TRUST & PEACE.

One more piece to this puzzle, I just have to glorify God! The reason why this is so key, this breakthrough PAST Shame, Pride, Condemnaton, into the Righteousness of Jesus, into His freedom, etc.: Lies "MIMIC" the voice of God through Shame, like a bulley. I literally felt that God was "hardened" to me. When I stopped listening to that counterfeit voice; GOD'S SILENT SMILE WAS SO LOUD!!! So VERY LOUD AND CLEAR... HIS DELIGHT WAS RADIANT over my heart!!! His silent truth resounds and echos to the depths of our identities. WE ARE LOVED.

I feel it was an important breakthrough to have early on in this 40 days, as I continue to pray. Even for this place, New England, which is dominated by "religion, humanism, rugged individualism & pride."

Later that night, as I was laying quietly, I felt God's inner-audible speak these verses to me: Psalm 4:2, Matthew 4:2, and Rev. 4:2... A strange string of verses, so I looked them up. This is crazy!

Psalm 4:2-3 (Amplified Bible)
O you sons of men, how long will you turn My honor and glory into shame? How long will you love vanity and futility and seek after lies? Selah [pause, and calmly think of that]!
But know that the Lord has set apart for Himself [and given distinction to] him who is godly [the man of loving-kindness]. The Lord listens and heeds when I call to Him.

Matthew 4:2 (The Living Translation)
For forty days and nights He fasted, and became very hungry.

Revelation 4:2
At once I came under the [Holy] Spirit's power, and behold, a throne stood in heaven, with One seated on the throne!

Today, I pray the grace over New England to receive the LOVE of the One who loves them. Let love in. Let Love Win! Today, may we "Be Still and Know He is God!"

Have Your Praise, King of My Heart. Your opinion of me is the only one that matters.

Shaking the Shakeable Days 3-6

My momentum took a nose-dive in the last couple of days. I came under some heavy enemy fire and found myself on the altar, asking for mercy. I found that I am not just an insignificant intercessor, that there are no "insignificant intercessors." That we really are operating in mighty contending that is a true spiritual battle in the unseen. Sometimes, there is a brushing into the crossfire. Yet, we are protected! We are hidden in Christ with God! HE uses ALL things for our good, causing us to overcome. What if this is the moment when the bowls of intercession fill and tip over; flooding the land with the fulfilled promises of revival & awakening in our region, in our universities, in our hearts, in our families? This is no light thing. Be certain of that. As we align with Heaven and say,"Let Your Kingdom Come, Your Will Be Done," we are decreeing a war cry like a trumpet, ushering in the majesty of the Lord. Prepare the Way for Him. We want You, in this place. Jesus. Come.

It appears God is shaking that which can be shaken.

I feel more than ever that if we (intercessors, the Bride, the Church) will engage corporately in this divinely orchestrated time, that the breakthrough on the other side of this 40 days, has tremendous implications, even for generations to come.

I feel that Boston is "TREMBLING & QUAKING" and the Lord is about to move. But He is looking for a unified people, who will agree with His heart.

In my own heart, He is speaking wisdom to the depths. Dealing with Despair. Dealing with Apathy. Dealing with Pride. Coming with Hope! Hope! Breaking off the weights of "man's expectations" and religions. Bringing a stillness. Realigning my priorities in new, more committed ways. He is making it harder to be "one foot in, one foot out" and only complete surrender will survive the flame of His Jealous, Jealous love. I feel He is showing so clearly the choices motivated by Pride and giving options of HUMILITY the Ancient leading to His Throne. I find my will breaking as I stand and weigh the value of pride. It comes up wanting in the Light of His Love.

But as the flame is hotter, so is the tangible acknowledgment of His Presence sustaining. His love, full of tender mercies and lovingkindness. His perspective: Higher, free to LOVE.

Let's press on. Let's pray.

Times and Seasons Day 2

Last night we gathered with Lou Engle and crew from IHOP, at Ruggles Baptist Church, to kick off the facedown40.

Many faces in the crowd were local intercessors who had been sowing into the region for years. There was a feeling of drawing together like a family with a level of unity, that, in and of itself, seems like breakthrough. An ease to come together with a posture of great anticipation and agreement. I gazed around and saw perhaps 30-40 people from just my own ministry/church, Youthstorm. I felt a thankfulness to run with people who have a DNA for prayer.

There is also a strength in numbers this time around, even nationally.It seems there is a grace to "catch the vision." Many colleges & universities also fasting/praying like Daniels in the centers of Babylon, all around the nation! There is a convergence of great magnitude.

My heart was enlarged as Bethany Temple shared. I deeply value her cultivating prayer in the secret place, that carries a weighty authority in public. She mentioned that during worship the Lord encountered her with remembrances of rich promises of revival He had given to her personally in the past. She felt undone by the tangible beginnings; stirrings of what is the trickle of things to come in our midst. When she prayed into regional callousness (due to disappointment/weariness) breaking it off, there was a shift. Time to awaken our hearts to love again!

Notable to me, was the new posture of the body "ministering to each other" in fresh ways, which we have not seen in the prayer movement prior. In particular, I noted in Lou Engle and his son, Jesse... a real impartation of valuing the Person of the Holy Spirit. I was so joyful to see in their countenances what God has been doing in their lives!

Lou began to weave an incredible retelling of all the prophetic pieces of the puzzle, signs in the earth, dreams, earthquakes, happenings, shiftings in government, 100 year old prophecies, etc... Pointing to this one flashpoint moment in time. Pointing to what could be the moment to seize the next Great Awakening.

A moment of opportunity to cry out. Because the Father is clearly showing us He is longing to move. But He desires to partner with us and find a people who will agree with His heart.

On a personal note:

I found some level of overcoming yesterday. Fasting reveals grumpy places. I was semi-ill for the better part of the afternoon, but pressed through and went to prayer. Most of my roommates ending up going as well. I see an openness in them that fills my heart with joy! My mother, too, is joining in fasting in prayer in NH. It is an honor and a true blessing to know the Lord together, with one's mother. I love that God desires generations! And families!

I was given a very powerful, accurate, prophetic word by a sweet, soft-spoken young woman. The very first thing she mentioned was the Lord coming "with a flood of love to break open the dam." (If you read a recent blog post I wrote called, "Walls are going to Crumble; My Will," you will see the significance.) She went on, saying one thing after another, call out incredibly accurate things, even phrasings I had been praying to God. He was again showing me how very personal He is! He is intimately involved.

SO... today I am stirring myself up past apathy and grumpy fastingishness. Laying hold of the treasure in this day.

I want to be found in agreement with our moment of visitation.

As the woman prayed over me last night, "He sees your HUNGER and He is filling..."

That is my prayer for us all today. The grace to hunger. Amen.

Daniel 2 and Psalm 16

Prayer Begets Prayer. DAY 1

God is visiting Boston with an unprecedented second wave of unified 40 days of prayer & fasting, starting March 1st through April 9th, 2010.

I have decided to blog during these 40 days.

There will be many people, even globally, praying for our city at this time [IHOP leadership, as well as Lou Engle (with TheCall) have also confirmed this call t0 40 days, have blown the trumpet in their own company of intercessors in Kansas City, and have trumpeted this call nationally as well. Links below.]

My own little heart resounds prayer. I have known this was one of the primary mandates upon my life since the very year I was saved in 1994.

For me, this 40 days is very surreal, as it was exactly 4 years ago, when the original 40 days kicked off JHOP Boston. I have been laboring with JHOP since then, in the beautiful place of prayer. I credit that with shaping, molding, directing and even bringing healing in my own life in many ways. Such a divine moment in time in 2006 that was! And also, if any of you were at the last 3 days of the first 40 days, at Tremont Temple, in April 2006, you remember an angel called, "The Breaker Angel" coming into the room. You remember being humbled and marked in the place of prayer. It was a very divine season that kicked off a lot of spiritual connections. It began a very important work of the Lord surrounding prayer in New England. There is an anticipation now.

Prayer and intercession... begets more prayer & intercession. We are being built up into the House of Prayer, which Scripture reveals to us is interchangeable with Mount Zion. This is the Heart of the Father. This is His Will. That we should live and breathe prayer & communion with Him; relationship. With a Holy God. Who wants to know us. Who wants to make Himself known to us, too.

As prayer has been rallied here in New England with increasing intensity and focus, momentum has gained in the last five years. We see that even this cry of unity and prayer is getting louder and the bowls of intercession are beginning to tip over. That "Prayer" FUELS more prayer. Our voice of song is ascending and beating with a cry of intercession for "Let Your Kingdom Come, Let Your Will be done, on earth as it is in Heaven." Here, in Boston. Come, Lord Jesus!

So, here I am living in a community of believers on Commonwealth Avenue, in this city, for such a time as this. I just feel that God is good. And that He is moving.

The "open heaven" of this 40 days and the answers to the prayers (which will be prayed during this time) will directly impact. We are hoping it will impact the community house we live in, our church we lead, called The Crossing, but more importantly we have eyes on the Harvest. Upon the Universities of this region. Even for the old ancient wells of revival to BREAK OPEN AGAIN. We see the Kingdom increasing exponentially in our midst.

Let us pray. It will most certainly impact each of your lives, if you let it...

My prayer today: Humble our hearts. Give us clean hands and pure hearts. Renew First Love in this place. Let us draw near to You, O God. In the spirit of grace and supplication. Let us listen for the very beating of Your heart for this season, Abba.

Prayer fuels prayer. He, our God, is most certainly good! Full of mercy. He is the God who hears and answers prayer!

www.jhopboston.com

www.ihop.org

www.thecall.com