I've never liked the number 13. I'm not real excited about having to write it every time I scribble the date for the next 12 months. But we're eight days in and I suppose I'm making peace with it. 2012 was just such a nice, round number, don't you think?
We spent the first four days of the New Year in Atlanta, Georgia, at the Passion 2013 (dang you, 13) Conference. Louie Giglio always knocks the last session out of the park and he had me nearly running laps around the Georgia Dome this time. He posed this question after reading Isaiah 61: If God said "This is the year of my favor. What do you want?", what would your answer be? Would it be for the poor, the oppressed, and the lost?
I don't know if I heard anything he said for the next five minutes because I couldn't stop imagining what I would ask God for. So here's a little list, in random order, of the kingdom things I dream about.
*For everything our As Our Own daughters in India need to be provided for them. The capacity for more girls to be rescued out of a future of slavery.
*For a permanent home for Bayou City Fellowship, debt free. We are believing God for a big miracle.
*For a food truck! This is a crazy dream of mine, especially since I'm not really into cooking. I don't know what this would look like, but my city's love language is food. And being a fifth generation Houstonian, I'm like my people. So how can I, and how can my church, serve our city in Jesus' name with a food truck? I'm waiting with great glee for God to speak to me about this.
*For salvation in our city among refugees.
*To be involved in the establishment of a refuge for the broken. This is just a little seed in my heart right now.
And, for fun, if I could ask God for one big, selfish, totally materialistic thing, it would be to wake up in my house with new carpet and new counter tops, and for every room to look put together, yet whimsical. Like the Land of Nod catalog. I might have to take a sedative to live in this room, but I love it so much.
What would you ask for?