Dallas House of Prayer

Well let’s just say that I found my “home” for the next 3 months. Since I have been home, and away from the YWAM culture, I have continued to seek and see the significance of worship and intercession. Funny story, but for the past year I have not really seen the significance at ALL of prayer, if I’m being completely honest. Just ask my mentor Alisa about before YWAM how I felt about that. All when I was younger I was known as old faithful or the prayer munchkin. I prayed about everything, and I believed what I prayed. But when I started high school I began to feel like my prayers were empty, that God wasn’t really listening. So naturally, I just kinda stopped praying. I still spent time with Jesus, but it was mostly me talking and complaining at Jesus. Now we know that prayer is a conversation between us and Jesus. It’s all about a relationship, so when we pray, and how often we pray, is really showing how much we really want to talk with Jesus. How much we really want to know His heart, like we want to know our father, or our best friends, or the one who saved us from the world. Prayer is huge part of a relationship, cause what if we just studied our best friend and never actually wanted to talk to them? We just wanted to be able to show off just how much we knew. Just how much we could spill about our best friend. Or what if we just sat and talked and complained to our best friend but never took time to listen to them. How much does Jesus really know about us from our mouths, or how much do we really know about Him from Him just speaking to us in those times that we go off and just seek to hear His voice…

So since I have been home, like I said, I have just been transformed in the revelation of prayer and the significance and the discipline and the FUN of prayer. YWAM has helped usher me into the wrecking of intercession. In the past few years it has been spoken over me that I will begin to understand and love intercession and really have a heart that will move to compassion like Jesus’ heart. But until YWAM I had never really had the opportunity or even really known what the word intercession meant. So I came home and started looking for prayer houses in Dallas, which is a little harder and frustrating than I thought. Not many prayer houses around this place. But I began to ask Jesus to just open my eyes to see where He is working and what He is doing and how I can be apart of that. It’s always so much better when I ask Him to show me where He already is.

I find one, about 20 minutes away from my house. It was not the most appealing website or the clearest to understand, but I knew that there was something that was drawing me to it. I bookmarked it and just prayed that night for God to really show me where He wanted me. I pulled up my computer the next morning and it still intrigued me, so that night I looked up their set times for worship mixed with intercession (prayer) and after dinner, headed towards this new and uncharted waters. I love doing things like that! I love just going and having no fear, its so much more fun that way.

I pull up to this place and on the outside there is a huge sign that says “Dallas House of Prayer,” there was SO much excitement to just be near to where His heart was. I could feel Him moving even from outside the doors. It was powerful to walk up to a place and you are already blown away by Him. The whole car ride there, which by the way, if you want some good one on one Jesus time? Hop in your car and just sing and sing and sing at the top of your lungs, I guarantee you will encounter the joy of the Lord! And maybe even much more than that. Since I have loved just talking and asking for more of His heart, I cry at the most random times. Seriously. Like yesterday I was driving to get my haircut and I saw a whole building dedicated to divorce. I lost it. I was bawling and just crying out to Jesus for the Holy Spirit to just encounter people in that place and building and it just jumpstarted this urgency to pray for divorces. It’s hard at times, because I am so much more aware of the need to pray and sometimes I’m lazy, but I wouldn’t ask for it any other way. I love knowing how He is feeling and what He wants for areas.

Ok tangent over. So I pull up and I step in the door and it’s a coffee shop. Hello divine appointment, Jesus likes to give me fun things like prayer and coffee in the same building J Off to the side is the door to the prayer room and I walk in and this girl is up there playing and just singing to Jesus with such passion, so I instantly feel welcomed and not like a stranger in the prayer room, where I don’t know anyone, but that I can come as apart of the body of Christ, as a daughter of the Most High. Then within 2 minutes they start interceding for the Messianic Jews, and the Jewish people, and just all of Israel really. My heart leaps! I just was there and I knew how to pray specifically for these people, the ones that we met and the ones that we didn’t! And God just started laying these things on my heart and so I got bold and went up to the front to pray. It was something about the atmosphere that made me feel like I walked into a room full of people I had known, that weren’t strangers. Guess when the Holy Spirit is there He can really make us feel like family. So the longer I am there, I just feel so at peace, so at home. I knew and I am continuing to know that Jesus loves people so much that they are worth it. They are worth us giving 2 hours to intercede for their souls…because hell is reality.

Reality is that He is waiting for us to pounce on His bandwagon and bring Heaven to earth. He is waiting on the saints to move. That’s how much He loves us, that He waits until our hearts are moved to compassion to move. He cares SO much about how we are, where our hearts are at that He waits.

He waits.

He wants us so much to be involved that He is patient with us to learn and to grow and to HUNGER to see Him move. To be desperate for His Holy Spirit to shoe up where people are.

Why? I can’t fathom that God is asking me to help Him move the mountains, when He is perfectly capable of doing that on His own. Yet He loves me, He loves us so much that He is willing to lay down His power, to see change in our hearts first. He is willing to hold back until we pray and desperately seek for those things to come, for those things to happen. Now if you ask me, that is power. That shows us so much of the character of God.

He is good.

I wish I had more words for Him, my heart is so full. He has filled all who come hungry. He has pursued even when I say no, to His face.

He is.

He is.

He is…