Amazing

June 21, 2009 // By: // 6 Comments

A perfect storm.  God’s impeccable timing, a word for just that time and twenty really hungry people.  I still can’t get it out of my mind.  Three days in an undisclosed location, it might as well have been heaven.

We saw God move in and Father His children.  As long as I have walked with the Lord, I have held on to this seldom seen, but always desired expectation.  If God would show up we would talk less and accomplish more. He did.

Physical bodies were healed.  Hearts were made intensely alive.  Families were being restored, and leaders received a kind of love that they could not help but to pass on to their congregations.  My hope was again renewed that God has not left us alone.  God came and met with us.  What do I mean?

The atmosphere in the room shifted.  A weighty presence seemed to move in, and tears flowed freely.  People saw their deep need while simultaneously receiving that for which their need cried out. Love filled the room in an almost liquid form.  Love so thick we might have drowned were it not so filled with alive-ness.  People became aware of God’s healing presence, even as their own pain fled.

We spoke for twenty four hours.  Eight or more hours a day for three days.  I say we spoke, but something more was happening.  I cannot speak for my friend, but when I stepped up to speak, I felt urged, or pushed.  Not in an uncomfortable way.  Quite the opposite, Like catching a tailwind, I felt that power was added to my words, even my gestures.  At every turn, the impact was greater than my words alone were capable of.

The hunger of the people and their desire to inhale more of God, seemed to draw out from us more than we knew we could transmit.  I can’t get it out of my mind.  I don’t want to.  Lord, come again.