Prayerwalker Journals

Footprints Walking on the dusty dead sea sand ... hot, dry and deadly air scorching through dirty, sticky hair wrinkles around the eyes reflect the wear and tear sweaty droplet trickles down the unwiped cheek onto lips that have never uttered to the Lord a prayer from the hard and unknown lonely heart surrounded by walls and hurts so deep do you know what it is and Who you seek? come walk with Jesus; hand-in-hand and see the countless footprints in the sand of those who prayed for you through your wear and tear you were so unaware how they often placed you in His care come walk with Jesus; hand-in-hand let the gentle breeze of the Holy Spirit bring you ease bring rest to your weary and tired knees come walk with Jesus; hand-in-hand and you will know the love of a Father and see the countless footprints in the sand of those who prayed for you you have a sister and a brother and we walk with you, on your sand Speechless... This is how I feel when I see God revealing Himself as I put the

As I pondered the prompting in my heart, to go on the 210km prayer-walk around the city of Johannesburg, the Holy Spirit spoke a very interesting thing to me: Walk around Johannesburg as if you are walking around the dead sea... I was intrigued and I delved deeper to understand God's heart. I thought I was to pray About the death and destruction in the city. About the barrenness and isolation that people experience. About the sinfulness and crime. But the Lord impressed on my heart to pray along the words in Ez 47... About water flowing from the temple, from a trickle to mighty river, into the Dead Sea. About how this river makes the water in the Dead Sea fresh so everything will live where the river goes. About how fishermen will come to fish and the fish will be of many kinds. He also showed me a principle in Jer 29:7 to pray to the Lord on behalf of the welfare of the city, for in its welfare you will find your welfare. I Timothy 2:1-2 First of all, then, I urge that supplicatio