It started in Texas, but soon the movement was carried state by state. And last night, it landed in Orlando, Florida. In nature, The Response is just a prayer meeting. What sets it apart, however, is that it is a prayer movement for every Christian. Denomination, age, gender- none of that matters. The Church uniting and crying out to our Savior for our country is what matters.
So I went last night, and simply put, I was blown away. Boys in skinny jeans and men in business suits. Girls with glitter in their hair and women in stillettos. People shouting in tongues and people quietly kneeling before our Lord. Cheesy Christian t-shirts and t-shirts from Bike Week. Hymns, prophetic songs, contemporary worship. It ran the gamete. At one point, there was an older gentlemen in a suit with his hands raised. To his left, was a young Latino man with tattoos from his shoulders to his fingers with his hands raised. To his right, was an old hippy guy with a long gray ponytail with his hands raised.
And I thought, this is what Heaven will look like. All of us, all together, worshipping our God.
Because in the end, it doesn’t matter if you go to a Methodist or a Megachurch. It doesn’t matter if the idea of prophecy or the idea of singing old hymns gives you the heebie jeebies. Jesus is what 
matters. The Church stepping into our identity as Christ’s Bride is what matters. He listens to His Bride. The Response’s leader said last night, “When the Church is the Church, God responds…and a nation is changed.” Prayer meetings change the world. They have. They do. They will.
