Monday, March 09, 2009

Is There Anybody Out There? When Heaven Breaks In

So it's been a while and now I'm currently living in Thessaloniki, Greece, the land of gyros and coffee bars. But I thought I'd revisit my blog, get it up and running again so that I have a record of my travels and experiences. It's hard to believe I've been living here already for four months. In some ways time has flown. In others, it has stopped. A typical day here for me consists of a few things: prayer/worship, meeting people, lunch and coffee, and/or whatever meeting might be taking place that day. I have a feeling things are gonna get a little busier soon, and I'm looking forward to feeling the pressure of not enough time, as strange as that might sound. Let's see, in these past few months I've been to Skopje twice, almost got stuck there, traveled to Istanbul, almost got married to an old Turkish man, joined in a multi-church worship conference, flew a kite by the ocean, found new family, fell in love with the Greek people, found myself dreaming more, realized how much I still let fear have its way, going to new levels in worship, writing a lot, singing even more, enjoying God like I've never had, and well the list goes on. So this will definitely be an experience of a lifetime, and the first of many to come I imagine. I've had my downs, like worrying about money, missing fam and all my DP dwellers, or just plain feeling alone. BUT...I wouldn't trade it for anything...well maybe a really really nice and new Taylor. No, but seriously, I have a feeling I'll be sticking around these parts until I hear God say otherwise. Some crew from DP will be here in 2 months which will be awesome. And, the winter has quickly faded into a fast approaching spring. Which means, it's time for me to break out the hippie-ness and play music outside. It's been really cool to see God moving in this nation, to fight alongside people who've been faithful in this region, to belive for them and with them. Lately, I've been listening to a lot a lot of Lou Engle about the prayer movement, and it's only adding to my own passion for houses of prayer to spring up all over the world. The hour or two that I spend praying each day is not only a lifeline to me, but I feel such momentum to love God and love others in the things I have to do. My prayer lately is that God will pinpoint his faithful ones in this city, that we can unite in prayer and service for this nation, that young and old will be given a clear and powerful voice to see a people come to Lord, to see captives freed, and religion broken. Something is brewing here...