First Message

The Lord is so amazing. He designed this trip so much better than I ever could (especially in the short notice that He gave me - all a part of the plan)! The youth here have a different school schedule than in the States, and their "summer" vacation is actually from Oct-early Jan. So, they are technically in school right now. However, they are actually on a two-week break that is like our Spring Break but a little longer. This is great news, because I get to see them and minister to them more! Because all the schools are on break, they won't be ministering in the schools in the mornings, so Chris gave me an open door during that time to share whatever the Lord is speaking.

This morning was the first of these sessions. I have so much bubbling up within me I could explode. I took the time to set the stage for numerous things I'd like to share in the following days, by giving a message on the importance of having a VISION (for without it people cast off restraint - Pr 29:18) for the House of Prayer. Oh, it is all unto the Return of the King! The talk went great, flowing in the Holy Ghost, and finally getting to pour out some of what I've amassed over the last six years. The best part about it was that right at the beginning after I prayed, the bottom fell out and it began to POUR rain. God loves to put prophetic exclamation points on what He is speaking through His messengers with signs in the heavens. This has happened to Billy a number of times at IHOP ATL, the most recent having been on the last Wed of GBF when he was talking about God collecting our prayers in the bowls before His throne, which He throws back to earth in the form of thunder & lightening, when it actually started THUNDERING. So, when it started to rain today I felt the KISS from Abba and almost could not continue, because I was so overcome with His goodness and the glory of being in the center of His will. It was truly glorious.

On a different note, I've been battling intense neck pain for the last couple days and hardly slept last night. However, after I spoke, most of the pain was gone. Ironic? I think not. There is a bit of warfare down here even with the grace - I covet your prayers.
Hasta luego...