Dororthy may have meant it negatively, but I say it with a heart full of joy and relief. I am home safe and sound from my trip to Kansas City, Missouri. I am grateful to be back with my boy (though, he did have to go to work) and my dog. Don't get me wrong. Nothing wrong with the city. In fact, they were calm and kind, a great change of pace. And the conference went well, and I am glad I went. The Lord spoke very clearly to the team. We were touched by his Spirit and feel loved and challenged. I wasn't depressed while I was away. In fact, I was suprised by how okay I was, but man, I day dreamt about coming back home, jumping into Timmy's arms and Jessie jumping on me.
For those who don't know, I spent the last few days at a conference at the International House of Prayer (yes, IHOP) with a few of the leaders from our prayer ministry team. I have a lot of questions and hestitations about major parts of their statement of faith, but I am amazed by their passionate love affair with the Lord and their unwavering pursuit of holiness for Him. They are completely committed to a life of prayer and worship - literally, 24/7. What would happen if the church fully gave herself over to an uncompromising life of prayer and worship - I can't imagine. I can't even imagine what my own life would look like if I gave myself over to an uncompromising life of prayer and worship.
Alright, I need to get going. Back to life and back to my abnormally busy schedule. I need to go do some work, even though, I fear I may fall asleep - man, I am beat.
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Welcome home! I was so happy to have Rich back too :)
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