I stand on my usual spot on the land beneath Michael’s calf.
I have been here for a while now, going through my usual prayer discipline.
First I go through a list of people who still cause my heart pain when thinking of them. Sometimes I have to forgive certain people fifty times in a month because after forgiving them, old thoughts and arguments fight their way back into my mind so I work hard to understand their motivation for doing the things they do and pray for healing upon their hearts.
After forgiveness, I start thanking God for everything that I can think of. I express my gratefulness until I have exhausted everything in conscious memory.
Then I disconnect from any spiritual authorities that may be taking the lead. Spirits of accusation, rejection, shame, fear, anxiety, greed etc. Whichever hell sent spirit influences my thought patterns is disconnected. Any argument that opposes the knowledge of God is waged war upon until I feel comfortable to connect to the spirits that are before the throne of God. Wisdom, knowledge, understanding, might, council, the fear of God and the spirit of the Lord.
Then I connect to spirits that I need in context. Skill, peace, joy, vitality etc.
Next I sing songs of worship. I either sing by myself or with worship songs on my phone or I go into an all out worship session with an app called ising worship on my iPad.
By now an hour or two has already passed.
Now I start praying for every authority in church, business and politics as the Spirit leads.
Then I go through a list of friends in authority.
Next I pray for friends, family etc. as the Spirit leads.
Then I go through a list of friends and ministers.
This usually takes three or more hours.
Now I go through a list of people who have sent messages requesting specific prayer.
Next I pray in tongues.
While I pray in tongues, I start to phone or message anyone who comes up in my spirit. Sometimes I am on the phone with a single person for an hour or more.
I have to be careful to stay within my allotted time limit so that no more than 10% of my day is with humans.
As usual I finish the process exhausted. The dreams each night do not allow me to awaken rested so I try to have an afternoon or mid morning nap so that I have the emotional energy to deal with our ministry logistics.
As I stand on the first stone in my usual place, I sense a presence behind me.
I am about to say something when the friendly man begins to speak.
Friendly man:
“I want you to plant seven churches with seven hundred and seventy seven seats each – this year Courier.”
I am silent. Speechless actually.
My life is already so complicated and the request flusters me to complete shock.
Friendly man:
“You will not leave the land, others will preach, teach and make disciples. You will orchestrate from where you are and receive no glory. These churches will be different. They will be one church with many leaders.
I have already prepared your team. You already know them all.”
Me:
“Lord, I will do as you command but without sufficient budget for an assignment like this I will burn out. The administrative costs alone will be staggering. Let alone transport, rent etc.”
Friendly man:
“Relax. My vision means my provision.”
I wake up.