This house does not exist. The one with open rooms. The free meals to those in need have yet to reach the table. That table which seats the bums of the weary or longing… or even the drunk. The porch of refuge squeaks as worn shoes rock in healthy chairs. The rockers smile upon that fresh-cut lawn; the one which welcomes the wildflowers and blankets in the spring. This piece of land will carefully count the footsteps, taking memory of each stride and rest upon it. To the foreigner or neighbor the inside will yeild peace. “Go easy now”, says the decor of the open room. Hearts of stripes and wounds will find themselves healed and full. Full as the stomach after a meal from heaven. Pillow after pillow will hold tired dreamers. The dreams will recieve their fan and burn a fire once more. The essence of love will never be contained. The bold walls will reak of hope. Miracles will find their playground in this house. Trust and honor will resound onto the community surrounding this house. Freedom unknown will be discovered here. Grace unknown will be felt. Love will reign in this house.
The dream of such a house belongs to me… although this house will belong to the Lord and His heavenly being, I trust I will be able to see it into existance. “…and calls into existance the things that do not exist.” Romans 4:17
I want to share with you this dream of ours (God’s and mine). I want to share it with you because I believe we are all apart of the same body of Christ, we all live in this time… in this world… and I want to ask for yer prayers for this dream. I want to ask for each of you to believe in this dream with me. To pray it into existance along side of me. A huge part of this race has taught me community. God calls us to this type of living.. supporting one another, praying for one another, asking things of one another, living with one another, giving to one another… and on and on. I want this generation to be a generation who loves. One who loves and supports and gives. So with me will you stand for a dream of such a generation?
I cannot begin to thank you enough for all of yer prayers and support for me. Honestly I would not be here without it. So thank you and my prayer is for God to begin to pour into yer pockets that which you’ve sown into my life. In prayer, in thought, in finance, in love. Thank you.
PEACE N LOVE
