Chapter 2, into Chapter 3 // February and March
I feel like after months of treading water, it is finally shallow enough that I can feel the sand beneath my feet. I can stand, giving my legs and lungs a much needed break. When I was in Mozambique at the end of 2015, I felt God burn on my heart a passion to see worship and prayer change people, cities and nations. I wanted to be involved in the movement of God that was being birthed out of hungry and holy worshipers releasing a sacrifice of praise all over the globe. Also, I wanted to see God move as I walked in obedience as a worship leader. I have been waiting and waiting for the last year and a half to see an outworking of these promises really happen, where I was given the authority and platform to lead and impart. So back to the treading of water, God is faithful. I feel I have finally reached my destination. Sand under foot and my tired body emerging from the mass of dark, aggressive waters behind me. We use the phra