“All I can say is I feel that there’s a new season…”
I was visiting International House of Prayer KC over Thanksgiving break, and ran into a friend of mine who is on staff there, who is very prophetic. There’s a certain rule there about people prophesying to visitors about coming to live at IHOP. It makes sense. He has asked me my plans, and I had jokingly told him “You’re prophetic, you tell me!”
That was his response.
I didn’t blow it off, but I didn’t know what to make of it either. I lived at IHOP for the summer of 2009 and I love that place, I would love to spend a season of my life there, at least a few years, even 10 years, and preferably a very near season!
Then I got back to Texas, and in more than one conversation the idea of a new season came up. “Ok, Lord, I get what You’re saying.”
But I still don’t know what it looks like. I can definitely feel the shift in the air, like that subtle warm sun on a chilly winter day indicating new life is just around the corner. Indicating that the season of rain is coming. Indicating that the seeds that have been sown, that have been buried under drifts of snow and that have died, will soon be springing to life.
Ok. I hope there’s more than just poetic language to those statements. I hope it’s time for new life. I pray that the change of seasons is upon me. I wonder what it means. I wonder if it means that He’s paving a path to IHOP-KC for me.
Or not?
Whatever He has planned, He knows best. I deeply desire to be in Kansas City.
Right now, I am listening to Cassie Campbell & team in the prayer room, and they are singing “You who started a good work in me will be faithful to complete it, and on the day I see Your face I will shine.”
It’s very applicable. Wherever I am, as long as I remain with my gaze fixed on His face, I will do well. He’s the purpose. He’s the same wherever I am. . .
So here I am, just waiting for what He has in store… looking for signs of a new season….