Do ya'll remember that one time when I was moving to Kansas City right after Christmas?
That was fun right?
Except, it didn't happen.
Sometimes, I mess up.
This doesn't make God any less God, it simply makes me, well human.
And humans, well, we're just dust when you think about it.
Thankfully, I serve a gracious and compassionate God who is generous enough to help me get my head on straight when I mess things up.
So, instead of moving right after Christmas, I moved right before Easter.
I have a cute little apartment in a cute little town right outside of Kansas City.
To say that i love it would be, well, the understatement of the century. Grin.
Whenever someone asks me how my time at IHOP is going the only response I have is this:
I am not sure who I thought Jesus was before I came here,
but I like the one I've met in the last eight weeks much more.
Because, here's the thing: He[Jesus] likes me a lot more than I thought He did.
He enjoys me.
He delights in me.
He loves me dearly.
So what am I doing all day in this crazy place?
Well, praying. Grin.
In all seriousness I do spend just about 25 hours each week in the IHOP prayer room.
A place that has been engaging in 24/7 prayer since 1999.
During these 25 hours, I have been changed.
I have been molded.
I have been broken.
I have been put back together.
God is good.
When I am not in the prayer room, I am usually in classes at IHOPU.
These cover a range of topics from Revelation to fasting to how to successfully live this lifestyle in the long term.
I also participate in serve through out the IHOP mission base during the week.
I help teach a class of kindergarteners on Sundays.
They are just as sweet as could be.
During conference weekend[IHOP has a lot of conferences] I often help by serving in the children's classes or ushering.
You could say I have been just a little bit busy....
Aside from the personal work the Lord has been doing in me,
I have also had the great pleasure of meeting some of the finest people I have ever met.
People who love the Lord and love His children.
People who encourage me and have helped me pick up some of those broken pieces of myself.
I will walk away from this internship with[at the very least] the knowledge of who God truly is.
I will go home, but will never be the same.
We are called to so much more than a Sunday morning church service.
We are called to a life of radical relationship with the Creator of the universe.
Because of Him,