Own bed. Hot shower. Delicious food. God brought me here for some reason.
I’ve been finding out what that reason is the past couple of days.
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I lost my passport last Friday. But it was found 45 mins after I applied for a new one 7 hours north in Hyderabad.
God is hilarious. His timing makes no sense to me.
I live in this huge house that is the School of Worship in the Hills of Hyderabad now until Tuesday.
^^these are some of the students from the School and some who prayed over Jason and I
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These are journal entries.
Three days ago:
“Show me why You brought me here to this city. I will praise Your Name and seek Your face while I am here.”
Two days ago:
‘Tonight 20 brothers and 3 sisters prayed over me and Jason.
We were blessed beyond what I can tell.
Their prayers tonight are going to propel me into each nation. For Your glory, God. For Your fame, Papa. For Your Name, LORD!
They prayed over my hands. My feet. I was beyond blessed tonight. I sought Your face. You met with me. You blessed me through prayers of unknown brothers and sisters.
You are too good to me.
I know why You brought me here.’
You brought me out of my mess. Out of my plans. Out of my life. My mess.
To this place. To be blessed by You. To be encountered by You.
Tonight:
I saw joy. an unbridled joy. a spirit of freedom shown through dance.
no inhibition. no fear. these men love the LORD.
they worshiped Jesus tonight in freedom, in Spirit and in truth.
They are true worshipers. These men love their Savior so much that they can’t hold it in! they have to dance! they have to whistle! they must shout!!
This is why God brought me here. Dad is beckoning me to become a true worshiper.
to not care one iota what the people in this room may think. to break every inhibition and worship like i haven't worshiped before.
"I belong to You. I belong to You, LORD." -that was in my head the entire worship time.
My belonging should propel me to worship in spirit, in Spirit and in truth! to worship without fear! to dance and sing without holding back! To dance and whirl for the LORD!
Like David. I wanna be like David and dance before You, my Possessor, You are my King!
"And David danced before the LORD (YAHWEH) with all his might." -2 Samuel 6:14 The Hebrew in that verse is "karar" – to dance or whirl.
O, won't You give me a taste of that kind of freedom? Freedom to dance. freedom to sing and shout and jump and clap.
Want to hop-step into freedom with me?
it's weird and strange at first. but i promise, there is so much joy when you don't even care what you're doing anymore. you are just being.
one of the students grabbed my hands and told me to dance. I could not stop jumping and dancing to the music while they sang! So much joy. I could not stop smiling.
Thank You Dad, for getting me off my butt and onto the floor to dance in joy for You, because of You!
Julie, the teacher here at the School of Worship said something pretty profound the other day. "We need to stop doing. We always do too much. We are human beings. We need to just be."
Abba, help me to stop doing. help me to be a human being. and just be in your presence. to be, in Your presence. Because I love Your Presence.
His Presence brought me to Hyderabad to worship. to pray. to bless and be blessed. Pray for more revelation and deeper intimacy please because I want so much more.
