#AriseAndBringTheHeavensDown

I have a feeling those of you who joined us to pray and hope after reading the last post might be curious how my friends' trip turned out. Here's part of the story. God was at work before they even left their house that day. Before you get to the end, I should warn you: I haven't heard the next part of the story. It is possible it may not be told here. But it was such a mischievous ending, I couldn't part with it! 

Part 2: Hope and Healing

Winter glanced around her, over either shoulder; the gate she'd been waiting at was deserted. She was the only one here. Immediately, she stood and found the flight directory. Her gate had been changed. She ran, got in line, and breathlessly gave the stewardess her pass. Most of the plane had boarded already, her number had been called long ago. 

LAX Internation Airport

She took her seat, relieved to have made it in time. "We're running late folks," the pilot's voice crackled over the intercom. "We'll take off as soon as your seated and have you at LAX as close to on schedule as possible." 

That's awesome, Winter thought. Esa's plane was probably already there, he'd be waiting. 

Five minutes later, the pilot's voice projected overhead again. This time, his tone flat and hardly masking frustration. "I apologize for the delay, folks. Looks like we have to de-ice."

The woman next to winter began to rant about being on a tight schedule and needing to be at her destination on time. Winter turned to face her. "Have you ever known you were supposed to be somewhere, known that incalculable good would come of it, and that something was trying to stop you?" 

"Sure, I guess."

"I am on my way to an event that I had a vision of two years ago. Two months ago, I finally got an address. Today I have no money, no phone, no clothes, but I've got this plane ticket there. And I believe that has something to do with why we have to sit here and de-ice in Oakland in April. Are you a woman of faith?"

"No."

"Well, I'm going to this event for a miracle. Will you hope for something with me at 8 p.m. tonight?"

"Like what?"

"Anything you want."

"You want to hope for something?" Suddenly the woman came to life. "Hope for water. I'm from Colorado and we don't have any water. Our farmers can't even water their crops enough to get through this harvest. They have no idea what to do. 

"And while we're at it, North Korea! Someone needs to get that man from North Korea in a room and have a good talk with him." Suddenly the woman's demeanor switched. No longer lively, she became cold. Winter smiled, passed her some peanuts, and they didn't speak again the duration of the flight. 

#AriseAndBringTheHeavensDown

I've got two friends headed to Southern California this week. They've got a vision and a mission, and God is doing some crazy stuff. He's also given us a crazy idea.

We've had some very intense prayers sessions this week. Dad has been revealing his love in ways we've yet to encounter - a refreshing reminder that our God is so much bigger than our imaginations. Two sharable pieces of prophecy spoke directly to my friends about the trip they're heading on.

First, a prophetic word I found on Facebook; a dream by a guy named James Goll.  Since it related to SoCal, I shared it with my friends and they've been telling everyone about it ever since.

Then, we watched Father of Lights. And not only the prophetic word above, but every conversation we've had over the past two years, was confirmed. Often, word for word parallels were drawn, which you can see for yourself if you check out the dream above and the trailer below.

On Thursday, April 4 at 8 p.m., their mission commences. Here's the idea Dad gave us: At 8, pick one thing to ask Dad for. And go for it.

Psalm 37:4 says "delight in the Lord and he will give you the desire of your heart." So, God is good. Isn't that worth delighting in? You have needs, aching heart desires. Aren't they worth asking for?

Maybe your Aunt has Multiple Sclerosis, your bills are behind, or you don't have any food for dinner. Maybe you want to feel God or find your favorite discontinued candy bar.

Whatever it is, at or after 8 p.m. on April 4th, lift up your heart and ask Dad. And share the idea with as many people as you feel willing!

Post your request, be it a single word or a whole paragraph of words, here so we can join with you. Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but desire fulfilled is a tree of life (Prov 13:12).

(note: you are more than welcome to ask Dad for your hearts desire whenever you want. We are asking you to join us in unity, as a sort of prayer cover, for the event my friends are headed to. Thanks for joining!)