After the lousy run on Sunday, i decided to haul my lazy butt out for a run tonight...part reward, part needing a run, part wanting a good sweat, part spending time with God! =)
And Dad just totally stunned me...
I was a third into my 5km run...and just breaking into a nice sweat, when i spotted a group of people standing and very animated on the canal pathway. I thought i had just stumbled on a gangfight or something, and i contemplated turning around. But upon taking out my earphones, the FIRST word i heard was "HALLELUJAH!"...it totally caused my mouth to drop! Here i was 10plus pm at night, witness to a canalside prayer meeting by indian nationals...a tremendously loud and passionate prayer meeting! They were gesturing, praying aloud (in their native language) and when i passed by, i saw that everyone had a songsheet and songbook! These people had planned this meeting well!
I was so amazed at the sight that i was just marveling with God as i continued running along, and my mind was really going wild! It's like...wow...i know that i pray for these workers and for their homeland, and it is amazing for me to see a sight like this, and to imagine them lifting up prayers for us too...for their employers, for the people around them, maybe even for my safety as i run along the canal at nite! Gosh...my mind was filled with such awe! And yeah...i decided that if they were finished as i ran back, i would say "hi!", and yeah...i was kinda looking forward to it (tho trembling about the unexpected also!) and as i came back past them 15 mins later...Dad just amazed me even more...not only were they NOT finished, they had hardly quietened down! In fact, i think that they were even more animated, some prostrate, some crying, hands lifted up, and more "Hallelujahs" than words i didn't recognise! WOW!
Talk about fervency, passion and desire. I found it on a sidewalk, amongst people i never expected to see, in the dead of night. I'm humbled and totally struck by how blessed i am to have witnessed that sight. Thank you Dad.
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