Every Day is Like Christmas...

“Let me go see what I did last night”, Jimmy said to me one Saturday morning.  To a stranger it might have sounded like a strange statement, like maybe he did not have full control of his faculties the night before and for some reason he was too impaired to remember where he had been and what he had done.  But I knew what he was talking about.  He had spent Friday evening in the studio blowing and sculpting molten glass.  When the glass is red or white hot you cannot see what the finished piece will really look like.  After a night of cooling down in the kiln, the pieces are ready to view the next morning.  Jimmy says with a sense of joyful expectancy as he opens the kiln, “Every morning is like Christmas!”

But this morning as Jimmy spoke those now familiar words, I thought of the same words and feelings that rose up in me after a night of prayer at the Shore House of Prayer last Thursday.  We had been praying over Israel and the United States, with special urgency looking forward to the UN meeting coming up in September to determine whether Israel will be ordered to return to its 1967 borders.  We felt that God was directing us to worship, and then from that place of worship to release God’s heart.  We sang over Barack Obama, calling him to hear from God, to know his true identity, to align himself with what God says about Israel.  At the end of the night I sat back in my chair basking in the sweetness of God’s presence filling the room and my heart, and thinking, “What will happen tomorrow in Barack Obama because we have loved on him tonight and sang his name before the Father?  What will happen in our nation, how will God’s Bride respond because we have worshiped and called the Bride to align herself with the Father’s heart, especially toward Israel?”

So we call out to God and ask him to move once more at the sound of his children’s voices as we worship and pray as we feel his Spirit leading us.  We cry out to God, “Let us see today in the natural what we did last night in the heavenly.  Every day is like Christmas, God.  Rain down the blessings today that you called us to cry out for in prayer last night.”