So this past week, we had a massive prayer-fest-meeting, whatever you want to call it. let’s just say it was a fiasco in the Holy spirit. and fiasco i mean in a good way. All hell was stirred up from this prayer meeting. Unfortunately i couldnt stay for the entire session, since i had to work at midnight, however, i felt the before-effects of this prayerful onslaught.
However, the thought of the entire get-together didnt quite register in my mind. Working alone will make you think deep and hard about things. sometimes good, other times, no so good. All in all, the thought of the outcome of the prayer meeting had lingered with me. Not only the outcome, but the traffic of people that it inticed. the majority of participants were all young, ranging from about 15, to 25. Now, think of it this way, its a friday night, last friday of the month. back when i was 18, my friends and i would be partying so hard, in memberance of the good times that month, that i’d completely forget what happened that night. That was just me, but the point i’m trying to get at is, its a friday night, and there, in a church, are 60+ young people gathered in a sancturary together. We are all worshiping one sovergn Lord, the ruler of the universe. to me, seeing this gives me chills. whatever walk those kids are in, whether they are on fire for the Lord, or backslidden, or hiding a personal sin, they…we, chose to stay indoors that night to worship God. Amazing
