Where are the laborers?

Yesterday morning as I opened the prayer room, I walked back to the kitchen area to make some prayer fuel (coffee) and as I turned back to the main prayer room, there was this sweet gentleman standing there. "I stop by every Friday morning, but no one is ever here! I am so glad you are here ! I need some prayer 1"
This sweet fella was disabled, rides the bus himself and was feeling so stressed over some things going on in his life. We prayed. And then He stayed. When he was getting up to go meet his bus he told me - you know if you were open more, you could pray with more people. We (so there are many others) stop by here while waiting for the bus, but the room is always closed?
I am working on that I told him honestly, and asked him to pray for laborers to come and stand in the gate to pray.
My heart sank a little as I feel the burden of having this amazing prayer room, and not enough laborers or staff or prayer missionaries to keep the doors open.
It happen again. Last night.
Brian and I were in praying for the city, nation, families, marriages, soaking in the word, when in walks this beautiful woman and she stops just inside the door. She turns looks at some of our cards laying there, turns again towards me, and I get up and ask her "did you want some information and do you need help with anything?"
She looks at me and tells me some of the story of her life, how her daughter has come to the prayer room and told her mom that she needs to come. But every time they stop by, no one is ever there. Tonight -" I just saw the lights on and I don't know why I really came in, but I felt like I just wanted to see."
We began to talk, cry and pray. God really moved on both of us as we just offered up our lives to him, she was searching and God was giving
It was such a beautiful time, but again after she left, my heart felt heavy again. So many keep coming to receive prayer, and we don't have enough help to keep the doors open.
So to be honest I am trying not to be frustrated, but twice in one day, people who are hurting and searching are coming the prayer room on duke street, to find God and peace and someone just to love on them. These aren't going to go to a huge event and the old model of street evangelism isn't working - so my heart is begging God - where are the laborers?
So I am asking you; where are the laborers?

i am a pinterest failure

and you probably are too.
have you noticed how everyone is trying desperately to become someone else ..all from pinterest?
we try to use someone else's creative spirit to become them. to pin and make our lives just like theirs'
we base our love lives on the pictures of pinterest
we kids are now judged by the cuteness of activities on pinterest
our parenting comes from piniterest. are you doing the latest craft to entertain your kids?
the latest recipe to enthrall your family? have you noticed that none of them turn out like the original?

could it be that you were never created to follow?
you were always meant to be you.
the creative you.
In the beginning God created....
you were never meant to copy something from pinterest and try to make that your life.
you were always meant to create what is in you, to be an original.

If we don't have our houses look like the pinterest version, we fail
If we don't have the latest 'thrift' find for juice glasses, we fail
If our love life doesn't look like the Hollywood pictures, we judge love, we fail
and heaven forbid we cease the competition for best pinterest wedding.
what happened to original?

Who told you, you were 'naked'..isn't this the original mocking of the enemy of our souls?
Who told you, you have to be clothed in pinterest?
honestly - the recipes rarely work
the kid advice only works on 'that' child it was made for
trust me
I tried
we are all original, created to be creative

please just think about it
pray about it
I don't care if you keep pinning
but that isn't your life
you
were
made
for
so
much
more

reLaUncH

I feel a re-new happening in my spirit. I feel like a re-launch has happened or is happening. I am excited to go deeper in prayer, deeper in studying the Word, studying and looking to Jesus.
This has been a year where much was taken and lost. My mom passed away, my health and body from accident and grief, seeing others go through intense pain and struggle...but I feel a resurgence. A revival within. A pushing into, violently going after that which we already posses by faith. So my challenge and this post is about joining me. Become part of the Relaunch that will Release into the deeper things...believing and pushing into new levels, new completions, new faith, miracles and power.
You can join me as I read through the Bible and study, Come to the School of Prayer with City Gate Lancaster, take a prayer watch at City Gate Prayer Room. Re-Launch into Re-lease !
will you join me ?

it's time...

I haven't blogged for awhile. Not because I didn't want to. But I just couldn't. I tried. But after my mom passed away, I have been finding it hard to write, let alone do other things. But I miss it. I miss sharing with you what God is teaching me, showing me and doing in me. 

This morning, I find it hard to hear the quiet. Snow is falling and it is so quiet. It falls so gently, so peacefully, so perfectly pure. But God is telling me, this is how he covers us with his love. Gently. Peacefully. Purely.

As I sit here surrounded by white lights on my Christmas tree, I am taking it all in. All the love, all the lessons, all the quiet. My prayer lately has been from Job: "God don't leave me - I will go through whatever you want for me, just please don't leave me".

You see, there are times in our lives when things just don't seem like they should. And not because we are in sin. We are actually pressing in. Pressing in to His Word, His presence, His promises. But yet, you find yourself pressing but no press back, no presence, promises seem unfulfilled. These are the times the quiet seems overwhelming. Almost deafening. So I sit here, listening, believing and knowing how loved I am in the midst of all of it.

It's almost like living in the Song of Solomon experience. Are we in this life just because He is beautiful. When someone asks us "Who is He more than others?", what do we respond? I want to be like the shulamite. In the midst of things just not seeming to be as they should, I want you to hear how much I love His eyes, flames of fire, His feet, His hair that is white as whole, His hands, His glory and majesty. He covers me with Him, this is love. He is love. He covers me with this. I don't want to just tell you what He has done for me, and it is awesome! But I want you to know Him. Because He is altogether lovely and perfect. 

So today as we watch the snow falling so majestically, remember He doesn't leave us, even if things do not seem as they should.