I and a close companion of mine, have been dreaming the dream that God placed in our hearts over a year ago. God stirred in us to go out the Pacific Northwest to plant a church in Seattle. From that moment on, it has been prayer, conversating, worrying, laughing, and speculating what the future holds for us and the team that God had brought together.
I have never been to Seattle. Today I stepped foot on our future new land. But, with each and every step that we took, I sensed God whispering to me, “This city, I give you. Take as much of it as you can.” Our promised land. God told us to go, we went.
My heart all of a sudden feels a great burden for Seattle. I won’t get into all the particulars yet, but I sense that we are here to bless and to proclaim freedom and to be cocreators with our creator God in order to restore its original beauty. I do not doubt that. Nor do I believe that it is not beautiful. It definitely is. But it is only a glimpse. The Kingdom of God, the mustard seed, has been planted. We pray that the Kingdom of God comes in power (of blessing instead of cursing) and not in word (plain talk).
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