Yesterday - on the last day of the of this incredible walk around Joburg, it all came together like this:
I stood on a hill overlooking the whole city which took me 7 days to walk around. And then it started: Rain, hail, thunder and wind!!
I saw water trickle from the side of the road. These trickles soon became streams and the streams turned into a mighty gushing of water which I couldnt cross ... and I remembered how this prayerwalk started with Ez 47. The water first ankle deep, knee deep waste deep and eventually to deep to cross ... and when it flowed into the dead sea - it made everything fresh. And I knew in my heart - mission accomplished... And I understand that unless God washes this City - it cannot be clean. So lets keep on praying.
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