The place of prayer, not pancakes....

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.

You too. 

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.

Amazing.

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,

Hannah