I see the sun rising. It’s a new day. Rain has fallen in the nigh, and the earth is made clean. A breeze gently blows – there is motion.
I am dressed in a firefighter’s suit – like the ones who fight plane fires. The foamy guys.
When there is a wreck. When the earth is scorched – these are the guys. They can stand the heat. God is raising an army of folks just like this who can go into disaster and bring life rather than to shrink back in fear and die a charcoaled death – crispy, twig-like. May life come forth.
Four years ago, I finished (was one day away from my first 40-day fast). It was life changing. We ended up in Nashville at the Call. Next week, we go through Nashville again on our way to shoot in Nationals in IL.
I want more supernatural.
I want more fire.
I want more encounters.
I want to see better.
I want to hear better.
I want resurrection power.
I must have more Holy Spirit.
I must have more Jesus.
I must have more Father.
LORD, please!