Some Thoughts as i Pray for the Church i Love
1982. That’s the year i started going to GCF. From the very first service i attended in November of that year, i already knew i wanted to be part of this vibrant bunch of people who seemed to really “get me” and my new-found faith in Jesus. But before i could join up, i was surprised to find that i actually had to go through an application process. This was a stark contrast to the church i used to attend where but a handful of people knew the faces, let alone the names of the attendees. It was a pleasant surprise, making me feel like this wasn’t just a social club – they were serious about helping whoever came into the congregation to become active members. i loved it!
Fast forward, okay SUPER fast forward to today. 28 years later, i’m all grown up (a.k.a. gurang) and the depth of my love for our hundreds-strong church (at that time) has been tempered by the realities of messy community in a mega church context. But one thing has not faltered, i still love this church, this bunch of people i journey with not only towards a greater number of attendees but, most importantly, towards greater Christlikeness. i won’t lie to you. It aint easy! But, it is definitely worth it.
One way i have been learning to pray for my church is to appeal to Jesus as the Good Shepherd, to lead us as a congregation beside still waters (that we may find peace amidst one disconcerting situation after another), to deliver us from all our fears (that we may not dwell in terror of what could happen), to restore our souls (that we may not lose heart), to block the entry of predators (that we may experience His divine rescue), to use His rod and His staff gently as He makes our path straight (that we may heed His leading quickly and with joy), and to prepare a table ahead for us (that we might be assured that it will not always be this hard,

that there is a feast day coming filled with His celebration).
“Good and Gentle Shepherd, i look to You to lead the way. Here i am. Baa baa baa. Help me not to act like a black sheep but to be one who is always eager to be at Your side. May i know Your voice and hear it more clearly. Amen.”
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“Would you pray for me?” i get asked that a lot and i do so love praying for people. But you know what i love most about praying for others? It is the chance to talk to the Father, to connect with Jesus and to fellowship with the Spirit – in essence, to listen to how the Lord wants me to pray for someone, rather than me jumping right in with my ideas of what i ought to pray for.