Saturday, May 21, 2011

found this small piece of paper, folded, in the back of a book this morning, something I wrote awhile back. It is exactly as it was written. and you were included.


This morning as I sat in the Westside Smith House of Prayer I looked out and began to pray and I said God I know know how to pray for the orphan, the unborn, and purity

and He took scissors and cut the state of Michigan and put a small star on Grand Rapids and said Chelsea, pray for the welfare, the peace of this city b.c in its peace you will find peace (Jer. 29) and so I prayed for a rise in the hearts of this people to begin to burn for the orphan that GR may not be known as the bible belt but as the city of light -- the city on a hill -- a people whose hearts are so full of Jesus there is no room for sexual impurity -- so full of Jesus that the orphans begin to be included around the table of our families -- so full of Jesus that the abortion clinics feel they must close b.c they finally hear the heartbeat of the little ones in the womb -- and I pray that Grand Rapids climbs from the womb again and is reborn. -- I see these hands, these voices in this small room,

Max, with his large knit socks painting his doorway yellow so that the city knows it is a place of refuge, of light
hockey sticks, and longboards are turned into evangelism tools (who said this city isn't in revival)
I hear Charla's voice exit her small window that is painted open and from it praise is leaked into the streets --
There is a candle lit on the Westside.

Derek weeps for the college/highschool while Stef and Meg for the Foster children.

There is Chelsea, who brings beauty to the homeless, the poor, the children, the rich of the Stockbridge area and Andrew just wants to understand so he can teach and Marcy feels called to teach this city to have a restful passion and Kevin shows Fathers without speaking a word what the love of God as Father looks like as he ruffles Braydens hair or encourages Sawyer -- Tony strokes his beard and laughs with his eyes closed while Viv is hugged on his middle and you catch him walking with the Prior, DanMike who coaches the interns into oneness.

I see Revival.

As if our voices can be restored, our hands made new -- let us begin with this city and let the gossip be that Jesus lives

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