My Beloved Son...

My Friday started like just about every other day - well other than the fact that it was my day off and I didn't have to go anywhere.  I took it easy for much of the day, spoke to a few friends in the USA on Skype before I finally went to one of our "Missional Community" meetings.

We were blessed to have a guest speaker with us, Seth Trimmer. 

We simply went through Mark 1 - and were amazed to see what the Holy Spirit did in that time, and the questions quickly became what do churches today do different than what Jesus did back then?  Or even what do churches do differently today than what the early church did nearly 2000 years ago?

We went on through our discussion and it was very encouraging to see what was going on, and as great as I thought this was - this wasn't the highlight of the night.

I must add that we do see in Mark the following verse:
Mark 1:11 And there came a voice from heaven, saying, Thou art my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased.

Now - no, the roof didn't rip off the place and God didn't come down and say to me "this is my beloved son, in whom I am well pleased."

But - I must say we did something that was different and I will most likely remember for a long time.

We divided into smaller groups.  We prayed for one another - not asking for requests, but rather just let the Holy Spirit guide us through our prayers.  All I can say is I was stunned to hear some of the things that people were praying over me.  Some things so beautiful that I was astonished, and other things very convicting and to have people not know personal details of my life and be able to pin point my strengths and my weaknesses, it had to truly be led by the Holy Spirit.

Yes - I too prayed for others, and there were times when I'd have visions and truly the Spirit was just guiding us throughout this prayer time.

Although I may have strengths and weaknesses, the fact that during this prayer time - I felt the Spirit talking to me, I truly felt as though God the Father was shouting through Heaven - This is my beloved son, who I am preparing to make my own.