I wallpapered a world map on our family room wall. We pinned family photos over the countries we visited. We strung yarn along our travel routes. Geography and social science lessons flowed easily. So did my prayers.
I knelt for hours in front of the map praying through the 10/40 window. I paced from end-to-end decreeing and declaring . . . .
Read MoreAnd the king said, ‘Is there not yet anyone of the house of Saul, so I can show the kindness of God to him?’ And Ziba said to the king, ‘Jonathan has yet a son who is lame in his feet.’” 2Samuel 9:3
We used to have a world map pasted on our family room wall. I spent hours on the floor in front of it, praying through the 10/40 window. I humbled myself for my own nation. I cried out for the nations where the gospel is banned or restricted. I tenderly . . .
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