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Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Day 23 of Passionate Pursuit of His Presence

 

Day 23 of 28

I lift my eyes to the mountain; where does my help come from?

 

I love surprises.

Unexpected kindnesses.

Unexpected realizations.

Those things make our lives rich with memories and gratitude.

 

As I walk into my favorite office each morning,

I am freshly reminded of the surprise love gift of my youth four years ago.

Handful of my youth gave up their spring break to give their pastor a new office.

Painted red, carpeted brand new, curtains, shelves for my books, desk and chair with tea table…

For me? For me?

On the walls in my office hang the pictures of four ministries.

Everyone was smiling in the pictures. I am smiling inside.

I am well loved by the people of H.O.P.E.

I was surprised by uncommon love.

 

Monday evening’s prayer meeting was to be led by ARC men’s group, BFF.

Those leading seemed awkward and uncomfortable.

Different ones took the mic to read scriptures and to lead prayer.

Honest and humble heart-felt confession and emotion raw prayer.

Then, there it was. God came near in that room.

Our prayers became earnest and His help was quite evident.

God’s healing anointing came upon some.

Joy filled the hearts of some.

Some danced and some wept.

 

Surprise by God’s presence!

God surprised us with a visit last night.

Nothing special we did. No great prayers. No speakers.

Not because of awesome prayer leaders or programs.

Simply because there was honest, earnest, humble prayer.
Simply because we humbled ourselves.

 

One simply prayed…

I lift up my eyes to the mountain; where does my help come from?

My help comes from the LORD; maker of heaven and creator of the earth.

We simply cried out.

We lift up our eyes to you LORD to come and help.

We look to You alone.

 

I Lift My Eyes Up (Psalm 121)

Brian Doerksen

 

I lift my eyes up, to the mountains

Where does my help come from

My help comes from You, Maker of Heaven

Creator of the earth

 

Oh, how I need You, Lord.

You are my only hope

You're my only prayer

So I will wait for You

to come and rescue me

Come and give me life

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