The Song

Psalm 100 Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth! Serve the Lord with gladness! Come into His presence with singing! Know that the Lord, He is God! It is He who has made us, and we are His; we are the sheep of His pasture. Enter His gates with thanksgiving, and His courts with praise! Give thanks to Him, bless His name! For the Lord is good; His steadfast love endures forever, and His faithfulness to all generations.

Thanksgiving in Jerusalem.

So I will start my song of thanksgiving to the Lord with that. I am thankful for where I am today for being in this place is a testament to the faithfulness of our God. He can be trusted to fulfill what He promises.

I have so many things to be thankful for today. But I will focus on just one here.

Today I am thankful that we have a God who answers prayers.

If you follow the Shevet Achim website or are familiar with the work here then you may have seen the blogs on Baran. He is still in serious condition in the ICU. His father was to arrive here last night. All that could be done for him to come without delay had been done. He was granted an emergeyncy visa and lettes were written from the hospital on the seriousness of his son's condition in the hopes that it would guarantee his admission to the country. But last night we received a call saying that he would be denied entry to Israel.

So we gathered together in the office to pray to the One who has all power to make a way for Abu Baran. We prayed for intervention. For mercy. For favor. We acknowledged our complete helplessness and dependence on our Father and our belief that He has power to raise the dead. To part the sea. To clear Israeli security. (Which is almost just as difficult)

Those of us still awake when the phone rang a couple of hours later woke the others with our cheering. Mercy triumphs over judgement.

All things bend to the will of the Father. And He bends His ear toward the prayers of His people.

Father everything we have is a gift from You. Thank You. Thank You. Thank You. For my family. For my church. For my friends. For My husband and our children. Thank You for loving me. Thank You for saving me. Thank You for anointing me with Your precious Holy Spirit. Thank You for bringing me to this place. So, to You alone Father my heart sings a song of thanksgiving.

Oh, by the way, yesterday I said I could not wait to see who showed up at the door today. It was my friend and prophet from the mount of olives, Daoud. If you would like to see his amazing personal testimony check him out on YouTube and search David Fisherman. If it pulls up several pics he is an arab man sitting in front of a jerusalem stone wall :) Enjoy.