Welcome! This is the first official update of my intercessory missionary endeavors and our church/house of prayer! Back in 2009, I did share some during my internship.
Praise in the Park
This weekend Father’s House of Prayer had our first summer worship gathering at a downtown park. Another worship team joined, compromised of members from a few other churches. It was a joy to join together.
Worshiping at Praise in the Park
This marks our third year of Praise in the Park. I’ll never forget the time before our first gathering. At the time, my husband and I lived in a tiny apartment overlooking the place where we’d soon gather to worship Jesus.
Praying it forward
In November 2013, the Lord often led me into prayer. I felt like a watchman on the wall when I peered out our window at the Park.
At God’s leading I would pray His heart for days. I would drive to and from work in a place of travail; days off were usually spent in prayer.
God wanted His manifest presence to come to the Park and touch our town.
These times were some of the sweetest I’ve had with the Lord.
On a day of corporate prayer the following Spring, God told our leadership to bring worship out of the four walls and into the Park. By the day’s end, someone was led to donate the very amount needed for a sound system. This was a need we had not yet made known.
I then realized this was why the Lord often led me into intercession the previous fall.
After this weekend’s Praise in the Park, I needed to hear from the Lord. The multitasking required was polluting my perspective. I reminded myself that perfect details and big crowds are not as important as faithfulness and obedience.
Our part, His part
God gave told is to bring the sound of worship to the Park. It was His part to do as He promised. It’s a lesson for us all:
We must simply do our part and trust God to do His.
That evening as I prayed, God revealed His perspective to me by showing me what He was doing as we worshiped.
I saw a picture of myself looking out from the platform while leading worship. Several mourning doves were hovering in the air above all of us there. The Lord’s loving presence was coming down. The doves were almost glowing, perhaps by God’s glory.
Mourning Dove by A.K. Evans
Mourning doves remind me of simple, pure devotion to Jesus.
God sees our faithful devotion to Him, from the mundane to the miraculous. If He is in it, it matters to Him. He sees you.
The doves also symbolized the Father’s peace and love being given as gifts to us, filling the atmosphere with His presence. This is exactly what He has promised to do during Praise in the Park: He spoke three years ago that as we worshiped outside the four walls, He would release His peace and clear people’s confusion.
- Last summer a vacationer pulled up searching for a place to buy a cane. Our pastor asked if he wanted God to heal him. The man was healed! He came to the platform, testified that his back was healed, and jumped off in excitement! As our pastor exclaimed, “Now that’s a healed back!” The man no longer needed a cane!
- At every gathering folks have shared experiencing God’s peace.
- An unexpected vendor arrived during setup. He and his wife were believers and had an enthusiastic response to worship at the Park.
- A vacationing couple were sharing pictures on social media. Their church is familiar with the Harp and Bowl model of prayer and worship with music, and wanted their church to have a similar gathering outdoors where they live.
Looking forward to next month!