LA Day 4

Monday, March 21st

We started off our Monday by watching the movie, “Finger of God.” It’s a documentary about random miracles that are going on in the church. We then added a new type of food- Middle Eastern. This time, I got to try pita bread with chicken and humus. After that, we talked about going into town and just walking around; paying attention to what the Holy Spirit was telling us.

We headed off to where they told us to start. As we were walking, we walked by this temple. All of a sudden, we got a feeling to keep walking, so we kept going. This creepy guy like stepped into the doorway, so we sped up. We went into some different shops and just kept a discerning eye. We went to this art gallery that was known for being super weird, which it was. I couldn’t believe how dark the art was, it just felt so empty. It made me wonder a lot about the people who made it. If art is an expression of the soul, what’s going on inside of them?

We stopped for some coffee and flowers for Annie. (She was home sick.) Apparently everyone thought they lost me in the grocery store. I thought it was funny because I just happened to need coffee and there was a Starbucks in the grocery store. It made me laugh though when they thought they lost me. We headed back out to the car. It was weird because the sun was shining and it was raining. It’s kind of how I always pictured it raining in California.

After that, we dropped off the car at the apartment and took off for Little Tokyo. We walked like half a mile to the Metro station and I got to ride in my first subway. It was interesting, but I thought it was fun. Kim pointed out some cool landmarks along the way. We saw this awesome wall that was dedicated to the work of Biddy Mason. She was an incredible slave who actually fought for her freedom and won. We also checked out an awesome market that seemed a lot like a food court at the mall, with all kinds of different ethnic foods. Then, we arrived at the Curry House where we met Sharon. Sharon was a pastor who felt God calling her to plant a house of prayer. She planted the Reformation House of Prayer down a block, and we spent the night praying there for LA.

It was really cool to dedicate a night to praying. I’m not a person that prays out loud. I find that whenever I pray out loud, I spend so much time thinking about what I’m about to say. It’s like I’m rehearsing it in my mind so that it sounds the best when I finally say it out loud. So I usually try to not volunteer to pray out loud. I just pray silently, that way I don’t think about it in advance. I just pray. But here, only God was listening. We spent hours in prayer. I’d never done that, but it was so cool to just spend all that time with God, knowing that your prayers were being lifted up to him.