Holy Monday

I like to keep you guessing.

When I was growing up, we went to church Sunday, Sunday night and Wednesday night because everyone knows that those are the days the LORD has said to go to church! None of this crazy Friday night stuff for us. When I began going to church in the big city, I found that people have church at all kinds of times, and that there doesn’t seem to be a law that says Wednesday is holier than Thursday. But I’ve not been to seminary, so what do I know?

After I got over the fact that people could actually worship on say, Tuesday, it opened up a whole host of possibilities for me. Not that I GO on any other day than Sunday, but I COULD. Good to know.

Anyway, friends of ours are moving to Kansas City for two months to take classes and spend time at IHOP. Not the International House of Pancakes, but the International House of PRAYER. It’s a church that has worship and prayer 24 hours a day, SEVEN days a week! Our friends will be in class for 3 hours a day, and in the prayer room for 4. FOUR hours of prayer. Everyday. And there’s no sleeping, cause I asked. So if you were to visit Kansas City and feel a need for prayer, or the desire to worship, you could go at any time – constant intercession and worship.

I know. It sounded weird to me the first time I heard about it. But also kinda awesome. The prayer room has live stream web capabilities so you can see what’s going on.

Four hours, praying for others, talking to the Lord, hearing from the Lord, basking in His presence. IHOP has been going strong for SEVEN years. I’m thinking Kansas City is one cool place to be.

On a side note – Tomorrow is my mother’s and my aunt’s birthday. In the spirit of the post, say a prayer for Margie and Nancy to have a great birthday. And for many more birthday’s for them both.