the nations are singing
There is an amazing phenomenon unfolding in this generation. All across the nations, men and women, young and old are being radically touched by the beauty of Jesus; and who burn to see that revelation touch nations. These burning ones have given themselves in an occupational way to interact with the Beautiful God and His heart for nations and people groups, and to establish His will through the work of intercession.
But this expression of ministry is not unique to this generation. For centuries God has desired to raise up a company of people who would agree with Him. Who would engage with Him through night and day prayer to establish His kingdom on earth as it is in heaven. And now uniquely in this generation, on a scale that has never been seen or heard of before, He is raising up houses of prayer committed to see Jesus worshipped in every nation, tongue and tribe.
My story
So how did I become a full-time intercessor with Jamaica House of Prayer? My journey actually began in university while I was finishing my degree. I met a bunch of crazy kids who had a glimmer in their eye I couldn't ignore. As if they knew something I didn't know. A faraway gaze that was looking at and living for something greater than themselves. For Someone Greater.
They told me about this prayer room in Liguanea that created a context for these weirdos: young people like myself (but I didn't know it at the time) who knew they were created for something unconventional. Giving their lives, their hearts and the strength of their youth in an extravagant way, an occupational way, to engage that Someone. I never wanted to be a weirdo so badly in my life.
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I was hooked. I got so marked for the storyline heaven was unfolding in my generation. This burning grew more intensely as I spent time learning about Jesus and His Story, that my story became one with His. This burning took me to the International House of Prayer where I became not only a student of media and film but a student of the Beautiful One, the All Consuming Fire. I got lost in His gaze. I could see no worthier way to spend my life than to give it to the Worthy One, labouring to give Him what He deserves: the song of the nations.
Now I burn to see a generation apprehended by the worth and beauty of this Man. I desire to spend my days awakening my generation to the "Father, I desire..." of Jesus' heart and raising up the next one to love Him wholeheartedly.
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Would you join me? Or rather, would you join Him?
