Intercede

Thailand Journal Entry: Feb. 25^th, 2009

 

“Today felt like a long day. I’m ready to learn more about trafficking stuff. Ready for Chiang Rai or just to be out of the city for a while. I’ve been here over two weeks now. Longer than India. This has kinda just felt more like I’m traveling than traveling with a purpose. But Lord give me the purpose.�

 

 

Ignorance is bliss right?

Out of site out of mind.

 

Well I think that’s a load of horse…

Don’t buy in.

Ignorance is simply ignorance.

  

There is a difference between a talking head and a voice that brings light to darkness.

Lately I have been eating up Isaiah. His heart was for justice because the Lord had laid it justice on his heart.

 

My friend Elle told me that I was an intercessor. I didn’t think I was because prayer isn’t necessarily my strong suit (even though it should be all of our strong suits in my opinion). The Lord doesn’t wake me up at 3am like Joni Erickson Tada to pray for so and so. But interceding is more than prayer.

 

Don’t get me wrong, I think that prayer should always come first.

 

I want this to be me.

Isaiah 61:1-3

 

1) The Spirit of the Sovereign LORD is on me, because the LORD has anointed me
to proclaim good news to the poor. He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives and release from darkness for the prisoners,
2) to proclaim the year of the LORD’s favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn,

3) and provide for those who grieve in Zion — to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor.

 

Something to shoot for,

Me