There comes a time in our lives and in our struggles that we become like the woman with the issue of blood; she just needed to touch him, to grasp at the hem of his cloak. She was desperate.
I am desperate.
All facets of our lives right now are up for change; there is a shifting in the air and I know it is coming. Yet, I do not know where or how any of them will land and it’s overwhelming to even know what the first step is to take.
Humbly and with earnest, I have come to the edge of the crowd and I just need to see Him, to touch Him, to hear Him. I am reaching out, squeezing through the masses, stretching for his hem as it skims the top of his dirty feet.
I’m impressed to fast and pray.
I’ve never fasted except when required for a doctor’s visit. I got a headache and an attitude. I was hungry. So, please do not think me a Pharisee standing on the street corner and boasting. I am not holier than thou, but am a mere humble servant of the King and I want to see Him move in our lives.
Beginning with Sunday, August 10th (Pray Day for Danny) and ending on Saturday, August 16th (ninth anniversary of Danny’s accident), we are fasting and praying for the Lord to speak, to move and to show us His glory.
This is in no way a manipulation of God, but an act of obedience to Him with a hopeful expectancy that He will show up.
I am petitioning you to join us in whatever way the Lord may impress upon you. It is certainly not required and no one will know if you do or you don’t, but we need you.
I need you.
Like Moses in Exodus 17, my arms are weak yet we need our battle to go well; I must hold them up. With God and your voices, I know we will be given strength to continue to fight. My hope is that we have an army of prayer warriors on behalf of our Who’s, What’s, When’s and Where’s.
We will draw near to the Lord, and know He will then draw near to us.
When someone is hurting or brokenhearted, the Eternal moves in close and revives him in his pain. Psalms 34:18
With humility and hope, we fast and pray and watch for Him.