Thus far, this is a picture of the floor we’ve put down in the biggest room in the Jimmy B house. It used to be a porch, but they made it into a additional room in the house. My quiet time on Sundays, the longest I have, I’ve been praying that my prayers there are only a tiny offering compared to the prayers of those that will live and minister here. That as this room’s floor fills in, You, Father will provide so we can fill it with believers and those lost, ready to be found. That decisions for You will happen there and stick. That this house will be a beacon, type of lamp where Your light can permeate in people who are captives in darkness. That those fighting to make ends meet, those fighting for You, fighting to end an old life and start a new one, fighting for Your justice in the world and especially in their personal lives will find it a refuge because You are able to be their refuge at this house.
The mass reading came from Ezekiel today. The walls of this room have one side that is all large glass doors, from floor to ceiling as well as a set on each side. It thus has a fantastic view of the large backyard and trees beyond it. But that’s nothing compared to the vision here. It was a blessing to ponder this Scripture (from Ez 47) as I prayed this morning, staring with the image of the trees in my yard, then closing my eyes to imagine these ones:
“This water flows into the eastern district down upon the Arabah,
and empties into the sea, the salt waters, which it makes fresh.
Wherever the river flows,
every sort of living creature that can multiply shall live,
and there shall be abundant fish,
for wherever this water comes the sea shall be made fresh.
Along both banks of the river, fruit trees of every kind shall grow;
their leaves shall not fade, nor their fruit fail.
Every month they shall bear fresh fruit,
for they shall be watered by the flow from the sanctuary.
Their fruit shall serve for food, and their leaves for medicine.”