As some of you know, Mel had some complications after our son's birth this past January and had to have surgery. This, of course, resulted in absurdly high bills. We applied for financial assistance, which lowered it some, but not enough for us to be able to pay it. To cut short a long story, I was sitting in the sanctuary of the church this morning praying and I just confessed to God that I was worried about it and that I wasn't really in the mood to pray...but I prayed anyway. And as of right now, that debt is no longer a problem. God dealt with it. Just like that.
So I'm pretty happy about this, obviously, as I sit in my office at the church listening to music. I was thanking God for His providence and for His grace which provided resources that we neither had nor deserved to take care of a problem that, in the whole scheme of things, was nothing - when it happened. Quietly, as I prayed a prayer of thanks, God planted the following thought in my head:
"This is what happens when my people pray."
And then for some reason I had the urge to listen to Pete Grieg's musical version of the vision for the 24-7 prayer movement. Can you see where this is going?
I'm getting the feeling that God wants our little church here in Oklahoma City to pray like we've never prayed before...and it terrifies me. I tried this once before, and it didn't exactly go as planned. I don't want to go through that again. But the idea is stuck in my head and in my heart. So now what?
I guess I pray...and if this is truly what God wants May Avenue Wesleyan Church to do, then He will provide the motivation and the power...
Again.