“You entered knowing your purpose like a thief in the night. Jimmied my lock. Set me free. Held me close. Forever north, crying freedom, I run unshackled.” -written on the wall of 24-7
February 10, 2008 at 12:01 am (Uncategorized)
February 7, 2008 at 2:15 am (Uncategorized)
I’m here in the prayer room just back from an impromtu prayer meeting between myself & an individual that came in asking for prayer. It’s kinda amazing when someone, anyone, sits & unfolds their life in present storylines & talk of trials & lunges at righteousness. Sitting there listening to this person’s tales, I felt pretty lucky to be in that spot. Serving God with two listening ears & my longwinded prayers that invite God’s participation in untying the knots in this person’s life. Long after we’ve finished praying together, the person hangs out in the prayer room talking to God, listening, unwinding, thinking things through. It’s a beautiful, messy, stunning sight. And I’ve been honored to see it.
