Dad got home from a board meeting this evening. Every time he comes back from California I get stoked because we get to hear all sorts of incredible stories about the movements of God in Nevada County. Ninety per-cent of the people who are coming to the healing rooms down there are going away healed. Either physically or emotionally, but most often both.
My uncle, after being prayed for for 30 years, is finally turning to the Lord and wanting to.
The artistic talents I have been cultivating the last three-and-a-half years are starting to take root and blossom.
We keep meeting people here in Washington who seem to be of like mind and heart when it comes to things of the Lord.
I can't even express the largeness of these miracles. They are mammoth. But just as the children in The Last Battle discovered that the real Narnia was very like the rings of an onion— only getting bigger instead of smaller as they went in— I keep feeling that I'm on the edge of something bigger. I keep imagining, “Okay, if something this ginormous is possible, then there are millions more impossible things that are possible and I need to be active in them!” So this post is actually a mini lament (La Mint? That's for you, Dad) over my own laziness. I am growing, and steadily, feel comfortable with the Lord (and I'm not one who believes growth is dependent upon discomfort— “So the church throughout all Judea and Galilee and Samaria had peace and was being built up. And walking in the fear of the Lord and in the comfort of the Holy Spirit, it multiplied.” Act 9:31), but there is more. This yearning proves it. And I want it. I want prayer. That above anything really, to get passed the brick walls that seem to discourage me from the warrior prayer I know I'm capable of. It's not that I don't pray... it's just not in the power-full way that I know that I could.
This is my dilemma: potential in a glass darkly.
2 comments:
Hey there. Your name keeps coming up when I pray. What's up with that? I've got a couple of thoughts. margaret dot arts @ gmail dot com and let me know your email pls. Blessings.
You DO pray in the powerful way you know you could. At least I see it in you when you pray for me. That night you prayed for my ear and my struggle with the particular sin that I battle started and unleashed a lot that is still going on. So....just keep doing that. i need to work on praying with the power that God has given me as well. I wonder if we should specifically have phone calls just to meet up and pray. For both of us. On our faces prayer time. That could be good.
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