The Prayer Tent
I want to see this happen. Soon. I need to get up and do it myself if no-one else wants to join me.
If you do away with the yoke of oppression, with the pointing finger and malicious talk, and if you spend yourselves in behalf of the hungry and satisfy the needs of the oppressed, then your light will rise in the darkness, and your night will become like the noonday. The LORD will guide you always; he will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.
I want to see this happen. Soon. I need to get up and do it myself if no-one else wants to join me.
For the second time this week, I find myself amidst people drawing crosses on inanimate objects. Strangely, the expressed purpose each time seemed quite different from my perspective. Is God trying to show me a deep difference, or an underlying similarity?
I came across a couple of interesting articles in my travels today:
Check out Andrew Clark's blog about creating a Prayer-mobile (like the Batmobile, but with more leg-room).
I repeated yesterday's experiment and went for coffee again. And I discovered the strangest thing... community felt very close and easy to foster. A couple of guys at the next table said hello as I sat down, and we chatted a bit before they got back to their own conversation. People rushing for buses caught my eye and smiled back.
I went for coffee this morning.
Whew...