Starting in 2000, I longed for my generation to gain a hunger for God. I wasn't satisfied with the expression of Christianity. I knew there was more. I knew God's people owed Him more allegiance, passion, and sacrifice. I devoted my life to prayer, hoping to stir change. I had to suffer some offense and loss for the cause, but I knew God gave me a promise. I knew a movement was coming. Believers would arise! Those who were passionate and dedicated to seeing God's glory covering the earth.
Now that I see that promise manifesting, I am confident in my faith and partnering with my Lord. Now that my prayers have been answered, I finally feel established, instead of delusional. My hope wasn't misplaced. When others doubted my passion, the Spirit continued to stir and prove my fervor.
Above is a worship set that reminds me of God's goodness. It is exactly the type of service I envisioned, before it was ever acceptable. These types of services were birthed in small prayer rooms, I promise! They warm my heart and remind me of my early vision and hope. God listens to the cries of His children. Don't forsake the cry of your heart, even in difficult times.
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