So Now...

We finished praying over the campus on Saturday night. I wasn't able to go Saturday. Those who were there walked around the entire campus. Friday night we finished the last section of campus, the Music/Art/Communication building and the Library. Eight of us showed up on Friday, and I got to pray with someone I hadn't prayed with before. A most delightful young woman. She's only been a Christian for year, and she knows more scripture, and has more faith than most people I know that have been Christians all their lives. Her strength is astounding! Just another one of the awesome people I've had the privilege to know.

She and I stopped at every section of the building, the graphic arts center, the drawing center, the painting center, the ceramics center, and the campus radio station, as well as the music hall and auditorium. We called down false gods, and brought peace, hope and love to the area, and it was tangible afterward. I know because I had to go back in when I thought I had lost my wallet. It's amazing the kind of physical change you can feel in a spiritual situation. How you can feel a weight, or your knees buckle, or your chest feels heavy and it's hard to breathe. And then when the oppression is gone from an area all that disappears.

There is one thing I'm a little afraid of, and that is that now the prayer team will become complacent about it. An "ok, we've done our job, now we can sit back and relax" kind of thing. Oh, what a dreadful mistake that would be. I'm not really sure how old the campus is, but I am sure that it's old enough to have enough spiritual grossness that one week of prayer walking won't be enough. I don't say this because I don't think God will not take the campus by storm now. No, I know that He will. However, I also know that the enemy we fight against is very stubborn, and they know how important the campus is to the city. The oppression may have lessened, but we are far from victory over the spirit of darkness there. Old sins are hard to kill. So, my hope and prayer is that these people continue go and walk the campus (myself included in "these people") to make it a safe haven for all to enter it. There has been a change on campus, but there will be more. The campus will light up like one giant light bulb by the time God is finished with it. We cannot stop at one week of service. Our lives are made to serve. It's a joy and even an honor to serve these people, especially those that don't even know what we have done. Those are the ones that need it the most.

It's a joy to do these things in secret. To quietly go about our business making a huge spiritual change that most people don't know about, and then to watch and see what God does. To see lives being changed, the lives of people who have no idea that we have been praying for them, and blessing them. What a wonderful thing that is, to know that what I've done this past week, the little it was, is completely rearranging the future of the campus and the lives of the people there. How awesome is that? How great, deep and wide is the love of God? That He would consider so seemingly insignificant a place as this. God is Love, and Peace, and He is coming swiftly to rescue the Bride of CSUP, and I'm excited!