prayer something new happened.
As I began to pray for my church, I had a vision and began to weep immediately. I saw instead of my church only rubble and could feel God weeping over the broken pieces of a once thriving house of God.
The book of Ezekial came to mind and I said to God, only you can gather the dry bones together and once again breathe life into them. Only you can take this rubble and once again rebuild your church.
I don't know how long I prayed and wept. I can tell you I was also reminded of Lazerous. Jesus wept over His friends death, even though He already knew that Lazerous was not lost forever, that Jesus would call Lazerous back to life.
So while for a little while there is weeping I am trying to remember that we always have hope. This isn't the end of the story yet.
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