If someone were to come and ask me “How was The Call?” I think I might have a hard time finding the right words.
If you don’t know what The Call is, it was an event were leaders in the Church gathered thousands of christians together for a day of fasting and prayer for America. The tag line was “It’s not a festifal, it’s a fast.”
So there I was, walking out of LP Field in Nashville Tennesseeat at 10:30pm, me and 70,000 of my closest friends, wondering how to tell others about it. Maybe some of these stories can help:
- At 9:30am, half an hour before the event actually started, I had my face in my hands praying. Then God gave me a picture: I saw my hands, in the same place they were in real life, putting blue paint on my face. Blue paint as in Braveheart blue face paint. To me, that was God symbolically letting me know that I was getting ready to go to war.
- They opened the day with Native American Christians praying for us because they are the Apistolic Fathers of our Nation. POWERFUL.
- We prayed that God would free America from all sexual sin for over an hour in intense, passionate prayer. He put a fire in me in that session that I am still walking in now.
- We prayed that God would bring a Third Great Awakening to America. I have longed for that since I was sitting in US History when I was a junior in High School. God make me a part of the Third Great Awakening!
- At the end of the day, 300 men blew Shofars (a musical instrument made from a ram’s horn used in the Old Testament i.e. the horns in Joshua used to bring down the walls of Jericho) and the crowd released a shout that was one of the loudest things I have ever heard. The Fear of God (in the very best way) came over me and I felt like we were in front of a cave, provoking the Great Lion of Judah to come out and meet us.
So how was The Call? It was life changing. It was insane. At the end of the day, I felt like I had been in a giant, epic battle standing in the gap for America.
“…and I …can hear the sound of rain… coming to America…again.”