The Prayer Thing Got Bigger

So I keep promising to continue my story, and then wandering off on tangents...

I left off in the Update on me entry on Monday night, dreaming about people praying/prophesying/testifying. But I forgot to add that I called my mentor (someone I've been neglecting horribly for the last few months) that night and updated her on what was happening.

The rest of the week I felt almost reborn... or as though I'd taken off really dark sunglasses. Life felt incredibly better. I went along to bible study on Wednesday night (usually I didn't have the energy after work) and shared a bit there. Somehow, I found myself talking about prayer most of the week - and reading that addictive book!

I called the local youth shelter and asked if they ran any prayer programs. That place, and the inner-city area it's in, has always been on my heart, so it felt natural to start there. Lo and behold, they did - and one of the people involved goes to my church. So I called her up, asked to come along, and on Thursday night went along and joined in a prayer walk around the area. Weirdly enough (for my experience), my big problem with the prayer time was that it wasn't long enough!

On Saturday morning, I went along to my first church Prayer Breakfast. It was good, but it seemed to be lacking something. Intensity? Length? Maybe both. I'm sure I talked about Red Moon Rising - and prayer in general - at the breakfast, too.

On Sunday I went to church... and our ministry leader told us that we'd be having a Prayer Day (similar concept to 24/7 prayer). I don't know if my jaw dropped physically, but mentally I fell off my chair. God hadn't only been speaking to me about prayer and 24/7 prayer, but church's leadership team (at least) too. Wow. No matter how often I see God weave these things together, I still get surprised and amazed by his artistry and precision.

I want to be part of his weaving, not a loose thread.