So I had this dream last night…
We went out to dinner with some old friends from out of town. Dinner was a little awkward because I got stuck on the end, and no one bothered talking to me. But that’s okay, the chips and salsa were good.
Then the friends announced that they wanted to come over to our house to pray, so we were like, “sure, okay.”
Next thing I know, we are in our living room and our friend is praying…
“Lord, I just call forth a pastor for this community, a strong man who will lead with authority, a man with the charisma to draw a crowd and to cause the people to ascend to a life of faith, a man who won’t bow to the whims of the people or compromise his vision.”
It was longer, but that is all I can remember.
“Lord, a week ago you told me to stand in this living room and pray this into existence. I’ve done my part, now you do yours.”
Oh wait, it wasn’t a dream. My life is so weird.