Mudhole? Slimy? My home this is!

Posted in By EJ Mason 0 comments

Juneau Alaska is... undoubtedly... one of the most beautiful places, i have ever seen with my eyes (38+ USA states, 20+ countries by 'quick count)

yet i never actually considered such a time when the Spirit of God, in all its power and beauty, would inhabit my hometown mightily.

i sense and hope and pray that this day would be and possibly is, drawing near with every sunset and sunrise absent day that is solely a characteristic of Juneau's equinox solar patterns and spiritual state.

i worry.

i fear that like a battery running low on power, so that the work that God is doing may start to lose power, on our accounts (never His)
i fear that i may pray (in voice for Jesus) the same statement that Jesus cried over Jerusalem

Jerusalem, Jerusalem, who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her! How often I wanted to gather your children together, the way a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, and you were unwilling.

When He approached Jerusalem, He saw the city and wept over it
i surrender these anxieties to the Lord.

i've waited so so long for God to pour out His Spirit of Love and Truth and Light in this dead, cold, dark place

Creation is filled with Your Glory

(For the earth will be filled with the knowledge of the glory of the LORD as the waters cover the sea)

now fill us, fill Your body of Juneau.
Give us grace to walk, to run, to excel
so that we might hear You say one day, well done, My faithful servant.