Prayer

It was Wednesday night, and I went to the young adults' prayer meeting at CCAC. It was a quiet, warm evening, and the dozen of us sat in a circle on lawnchairs and benches outside in the courtyard of the church.

The first thing that really hit me was when we were praying for JP. JP is a friend of one of the youth, and we met him when he came on a day trip we did a couple weeks ago. This last week, his father, who lived on Mindinao, was beheaded in his sleep by the uncle of JP. It was because of some kind of land struggle. JP's siblings were sent away to safety, and since it is not safe for JP to go to Mindinao for fear of his life, he needs to stay in Cebu all alone. He's a tough guy, but this has broken his heart. Please take a moment to pray for him, and also that he will come to know the One who is the ultimate comforter.

The second thing that actually made me cry was when we prayed for the troubled youth of the city. Sometimes being so close to something makes it more real to you. Directly behind and surrounding CCAC is Camagayan, the Red Light district of Cebu. As we sat there praying in the dark, I trembled with the thought of how many young girls were selling their bodies within ear shot of me, perhaps. I was overwhelmed, but comforted to know God heard our prayers for these girls!

I'm grateful to God for reaching into my heart and telling me again, it's not about me, and that there is so much else that touches HIS heart. I also know that I don't need to be next door to a Red Light District to have my heart broken for the women there, that I don't need to know someone who's father was beheaded to feel pain for him. God is the same God anywhere we are, and He chooses when and how to reveal himself to us. All I know is he really is working in my heart, and He really is a great, big God!

Love,

Amberkay