it was five years since the 'Word.' when all had seemingly vaporized after my graduation three years ago, suddenly Faithful God knocks at my door to remind me of what has been 'laid down.'

"it's time to pick it up!"

everything starts with plowing. and so we will begin by praying - perhaps, softening the ground with tears. it all depends on God. i know many have been crying out or are still crying out. i actually heard about it. i thank God for their voices, sacrifices and tears.

but i must start off again from where i stopped and it was at that place where God spoke "gather" and "pray."

and so we're gathering. 2 of us. praying once a week inside the school grounds... simply because God gave us a Word and a Vision.

but surely the Lord has promised, "his volunteers are beyond number." so i rest my case about the conservative head count.

we're praying for a Jesus revolution. we want the radical change that comes when absolute dependence on the Holy Spirit takes over. we want something fresh. we want something new. we want it done God's way not our way.

there is something. unheard of. unseen. we want that which is born of the Spirit. we want God to organize on our behalf.

repentance must come forth from circumcised hearts before a revolution actually takes place.

and so we're gathering to know God's heart.

surely, there must be (something) more than 'this.'