I feel like I’m on the World Race again, America Edition. In
a time span of almost 60 hours I will
have traveled on a train, a plane and an
automobile
to get from Port Huron, Michigan all the way to Buffalo, Wyoming.
(It’s almost like the movie except I don’t have an annoying companion, sadly enough!!)
 
 
 
When I first began to speculate a couple of weeks ago about how to make this
trek across the country, it felt completely normal to look for three modes of
transportation to get to my final destination. But when it came down to the
wire and there was a big blank that I couldn’t figure out how to fill, I began
to ask myself if it was really worth it to save a few bucks.
 
God’s already been teaching me a lot through this trip, and
I’ve only completed the first leg of my journey. He pulled through at the last
minute and provided a car for me to make the six-hour drive from Denver to
Buffalo, and get this: I’m actually going to MAKE money doing it! Only Jesus
can pull that off, and He’s showing me in a REAL way that He is the “God of the
Eleventh Hour,”

even in America. I just had to finally throw my
hands in the air and say, “Okay, God. Take over.”

 
I’ve spent the last 24 hours in Chicago, a city bustling
with activity and thousands of homeless. 
I had the opportunity to talk with a girl on the street yesterday that
is desperate for a job. She has a resume and has applied at several places
around town. The only problem is that she has no teeth, and her clothes don’t
exactly scream, “Professional.” She’s lost everyone that has ever meant
something to her, except for her cat. I left that conversation asking myself,
“How on earth did our world get so messed up that this is so many peoples’
daily reality?”
 
I rode the “L” yesterday morning to the airport, and all around
me were people with empty looks on their faces and longing written on their
hearts. I began to ask God, “What will it take for your Kingdom to manifest
here, today, on this train? What will it take for your Kingdom to break loose
across this city and bring about the redemption of your creation? I know your
Kingdom lives inside of me, but how do I release it, Jesus?”
 
God’s answer came in a whisper.
                       “Intimacy.”
Yes, Jesus.
This
is what you’ve taught me.
This is the thing the invites your Spirit into my
life and empowers me to love.
This is what allows me to know your voice, to
hear your whispers, and to prophesy life over dead bones.
Intimacy is the key that opens the door. Have I so quickly forgotten? 
 
I’m eagerly expecting God to show up for the duration of
this trip. I’ll continue to fill you in on the people I meet and the things I
learn on my trip!