(Walk-back prayer-walk - Final Day)
This morning was definitively the highlight of this week's prayer-walk. The dusty pot-holed road I walked today was the reason for this whole week's prayer-walking. This was the road the Lord used to get this week's intercession going. This was the road to which I looked forward to all week.
It is only about 200 metres in length, but I estimate it has more rubble than what I have seen all week on all the other dirt roads combined.
People seem to use this piece of road as a place to ditch their building rubble.
You could almost describe it as a pile of rubble lying in a straight line ...
And this is what the Lord spoke to me about today's road:
Even though its dirty, damaged, dangerous and smelly, this road brings provisions for someone precious in the HIS sight. This short road connects the end of the tarred road to the Thandanani House of Refuge Each of the 45 children who has to date passed through those doors are indeed precious in His sight and that short road has been for them a
Pathway for Provisions.
Lord Jesus
so many people in this country are so hurt
It is difficult to reach them or to minister to them because their hearts are very very hardened.
The trash from other people's lives have made their own visions cluttered.
I pray Lord that You clear those areas in peoples where You can provide for ministry and interventions.
Lord its almost like the pathways to their jearts are cluttered with so much dirt.
So Lord we pray for healing.
Healing for so many people in our country.
Just heal and help us find each other and find the pathway to each other's hearts.
So there will be unity and understanding and as the name of that House says:
Thandanani - LOVE ONE ANOTHER
Lord we pray that in this country, You will cause people to understand each other better.
Lord we pray that in this country, You will cause us to love one another.
And most of all Lord we pray that people in this coutry will come to love YOU as You have loved them from long ago already.
In Jesus; name we pray
... amen
True stories from prayer-walks and pilgrimages where the dust of the road meets the grace of God. From the forgotten paths of the Karoo to the ruins of Ghana, these are testimonies of divine whispers, unexpected provision, and gentle encounters that remind us every step is a prayer and every journey is led by Him. Step by step, footprint by footprint.
Friday, April 30, 2010
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