I probably wouldn’t believe me…
Monday 11th February 2013, morning prayers at the Fusion offices:
As has become our habit/ritual/rhythm, we began the week asking God what it was that he wanted to release over us in the week and what might come against those plans, or block their path.
Fatiema (prophetic declarer of truth and giggler) had a picture of dark storm clouds coming over Manenberg, but we, the Fusion community, were standing with our arms out pushing back the clouds – it wasn’t difficult but a simple matter of standing and pushing them back.
During last week, there was a stream of circumstances that looked like those storm clouds coming over Manenberg, in relationships, struggles with substances, in disappointments – but as I lay in bed on Thursday night, praying for the declaration that gang war had been called in Manenberg…I knew it was time to stand up; that this had been the storm we’d been waiting for. A text went around that night to call us to pray and then Friday morning at the Fusion offices we did battle.
We spent a few (very sweaty) hours worshipping before our loving father, declaring truth, walking in personal freedom, dancing, shouting, screaming, being still and listening to a voice we trust. As we worshipped a miracle happened.
Raymano and I watched as three young men ran with their guns to shoot…everyone else was too busy to notice. So I turned the music up real loud and prayed a prayer I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to pray – but I called down a spirit of confusion on those young men, that they would not know what they were doing and that they would turn around and come home and put their guns away. Raymano and I then saw those same men come back having not fired a shot. WHAT?!?!?
And as we worshipped, the spirit spoke with us about what our strategy in pushing back these clouds would be. We would worship and we would walk. We went and prayer walked outside on of the primary schools that the gang had “promised” they were going to shoot beside as the kids came out of school – they could hide amongst the people that way. And so we stood there with terrified parents, frantic kids, and people for whom this was just too normal.
I asked Patrick what to do if they actually started shooting and he told me to lay flat on my face. I must confess, even though I believed God asked us to be there, my body looked chilled, my heart said otherwise! But we continued and then we got back to our offices…no-one had shot yet.
When I got home, I saw a message from Raymano on facebook saying PEACE had been declared in Manenberg.
What a beautiful word.
I could not believe it, and yet why was I surprised because that was exactly what God had promised – but so often all we see is our prayers going into the heavens and while we believe that something is happening, what we really long for is to see our prayers hit earth, with force, to see change in the physical. And that is what we saw. And our faith has been raised, we’ve spent the last week prayer walking, giving out free muffins, declaring truth with more conviction and hope than before, and continuing to pester heaven with our desire to see more hit earth…
There is so much I long to see on earth as it is in heaven, and I sit with this difficult tension of the young lady from my last blog, (http://itisnolongeri.wordpress.com/2013/02/04/what-about-when-its-hard/) who we continue to love in the heavenlies but struggle to help her on earth, with gang fights that through worship, stop…yet young men who battle to let go of their gang ties despite seeing light defeat its darkness. But I believe more than I did last week, I am free-er and I’m topped up on hope to continue the battle.
Our Father in Heaven
Hallowed be your name
Your KINGDOM COME
Your will be done
On earth as it is in Heaven
Give us today our daily bread
And forgive us our sins
As we forgive those who have sinned against us
Lead us not into temptation
Deliver us from evil
For thine is the KINGDOM the POWER and the GLORY
forever and ever