All week we’ve been telling our life stories, asking deep questions, and praying for each other, asking for words and visions from God. With one day left there is one person left… me. We gather in a circle after lunch on a grassy meadow and I tell my story. Then the guys ask questions, a few of which embarrass Brian. Sorry Bri. Then a time of silent prayer where the guys seek words and visions from God for me. They speak those words, and it is powerful to hear such affirmation. The last words are from Rob, a guy I only met 5 days ago. He speaks as if he has known me for years…
“Intimacy is the strongest force in your life, and God loves that.”
That has been my journey for almost a year now. Father, thankyou for affirming that journey through Rob's words.
Then something incredible occurs. All 15 of these guys start praying out loud for me. It’s not so much the individual prayers, although I do pick up on some of the words, but it is mostly just the combined effect that is so awesome. It’s like I’m under a waterfall of love just being poured out. I will never forget it.
“Packs on.”
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Wed, July 22, 2009
by Chris Spitters