a time for worship

Get it right, the focus

aim well, not the enemy

there is a source of rhema , the way of God far above man’s

a way forward , a penetration of victory

it may be a David, it may a type of Jehoshaphat

see a little Nehemiah walking among the ruins

there an Ezra, in the window Daniel is praying, Esther is fasting

sometimes a sword, at times a word, angels over a city, a country

I worship God the Father of us all

the God of this city. the mighty arm of God guide us

I see the blood of Jesus washing over men and women, pain and hate unmasked, deep wounds of a nations divided by politicians and devils

planting crosses on green lawns of Taiping and over the rolling hills

sipping communion wines in secret doors and silence candles

the dead buried in wrong graves

many still say

and will still declare

You are God

~ by foopat on January 9, 2010.

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