“On the seventh day, they got up at day break and marched around the city seven times in the same manner, except that on that day they circled the city seven times. The seventh time around, when the priests sounded the trumpet blast, Joshua commanded the army, “Shout! For The Lord has given you the city! The city and all that is in it are to be devoted to The Lord . ” Joshua 6:15-17
This month we are in Senga Bay, Malawi. It’s squad month which means the whole team is together doing ministry. We are working for an organization called Zehandi Missions and are camping out right by the shore of lake Malawi. It has been absolutely gorgeous. To wake up every morning and to end every evening to the master piece God has painted in the sky has been breath taking. This month as a whole has encompassed a lot of things: healing, beauty, vulnerability, growth but most of all it looked a lot like walls falling down. We have done a lot of ATL (ask The Lord), interceding for each other and the Muslim community that surrounded us, manual labor such as digging wholes for future trees, gardening, construction and carrying water in 20 liters from a half a mile away. This month was spiritually and physically hard.
One of the tasks my team and I received was the Jericho walk. Our ministry contact asked us to walk around the whole property 7 times praying and declaring victory over the land, our team and the ministry. The property is about 28 acres of various hills and valleys. When we started it was about 11am and was so hot (we got really tan that day lol) the first time around was fun. We got to see the sand duns, gaze at the water and the villages and just enjoy the scenery. We played music and worshiped and prayed, it was amazing….until about the 5th time around. By then the sun was beaming and I started to get a head ache. I was done there was nothing else I wanted more than to go and jump in the river and cool off. Then God gave me a vision of a Muslim lady who was once wearing black was no clothed in white and was crying. But she wasn’t crying because she was sad but because chains we’re braking off and had come to Jesus.
God reminded me of what true intercession looked like. That when we are praying and hurt in the natural it’s not for granted but we are stepping in for one of our brothers and sisters in Christ. I was becoming drained physically but she will soon be strengthen spiritually. I began to get hungry and thirsty but so are thousands of other children in the surrounding villages who struggle with that daily.
As we walked chains we’re falling off just as the walls of Jericho fell. With every circle we were stirring up the spirit and claiming victory over the land. The last go around the rest of the squad joined us and back in the camp another teammate blew a shofar. At the end of the walk we all shouted for joy because on that day we were victorious!
