at the start… my appologies to anyone who clicked here expecting something other than what you are about to get… deal with it… the Spirit of God is like that sometimes…
i sat at my computer prior to begining my writting for the day and, as is my custom, began clicking through my list of favorite news sites and blogs. many wonderful things awaited me. pastor rick, out at cuyahoga valley church, was blogging about prayer (the topic some of you may have clicked here thinking you’d be reading about… and now i realize… you will) winn collier was blogging about the death of Madeline L’Engle.
then, i clicked over to the blog of andy sikora, the pastor who performed the ceremony that joined me to my beautiful wife.
i watched the video… the song is one that i’ve heard several times, many of which have brought me to or near to tears… i was on the brink of tears when we used it as a song of reflection at church one sunday morning… but i actually wept tonight…
it messed me up… that bad
watch it. it’ll mess you up, too.
if you’re still capable of reading after you watch it, i’ll explain how it connects to what i had thought i was writting about today… (ps… if for some reason it doesn’t post here, please go to andy’s site and come back for the rest of this)
you see… today’s post was supposed to be about praying dangerous prayers… about how the other day, i prayed a prayer i would later regret, because it led to a particularly trying day at work… i prayed the LORD would just help me get better at loving the unlovable people, and the single most difficult patient for me to care for was “coincidentally” in my assignment… i had some plan of incorporating the idea of “ask, seek, knock” from Luke 14, and of using Romans 8:26 to explain that it wasn’t even really my prayer at all. i was even going to include the lesser known story of Jephta and his daughter from Judges 11:29 and following. but i’ve never prayed a dangerous prayer. i’ve prayed prayers that led to discomfort, the opening of minds, of my own heart. but i’ve never prayed a dangerous prayer. not like that. it pains me to admit, i don’t think i would if i could. my heart doesn’t ache for the lost the way it should. the way Jesus’ did. for “when we were yet His enemies…”
yeah…
I pray that God will indeed shake this nation, and I hope that I can be around to see Christs glory on the day of His return. Anyone from Bible study or 707 that reads this, let us pray also that we can be the movement and people necessary to make this happen, and then lets hit the streets and find every prisoner that we see and tell them how they can be set free. Messages like this make me miss the fellowship at home so much more. Less than two months until I return home. When I do, I pray that there be an unleashing of the Holy Spirit upon Cleveland, and OHIO, and this entire nation. Humbly your fellow servant.