THE VISION FOR OHIO
Ohio is still “the heart of it all” and our passion is to see the Father’s heart revealed here. Sometimes when all we see are dry bones, we need to remind ourselves of Ohio’s motto: “With God all things are possible.” Get God’s perspective and see His army! They are awakening! Are you part of them?
There is a cry in this generation to get past the counterfeit, past the hypocrisy, past the empty traditions of men. We gather to release that breaker anointing over our state, to break through the polished veneer of religion and release the true Presence of God. It’s His Presence we’re after. Our desire is to see Ohio become known as a place where His Glory dwells.
All of creation is crying out for the children of God to rise to their destiny. Creation is groaning, waiting for us to get our song from heaven and sing it back to him. We want to create a place where the Spirit can release those New Songs, a place where we can contend for the destiny of our region. Our goal is simple—to create a dwelling place for the King of Glory so that His Light will dispel the darkness.
To borrow from Pete Greig…
The Vision is JESUS ~ obsessively, dangerously, undeniably Jesus. The vision is an army of people. You see dry bones? I see an army. They are free and yet they are slaves of the hurting and dirty and dying. The vision is holiness that hurts the eyes. It makes children laugh and adults angry. It scorns the good and strains for the best. It is dangerously pure. This army doesn’t need fame from names. Instead they grin quietly upwards and hear the crowds in heaven chanting again and again, “Come on!”
This is the sound of the underground. The whisper of history in the making. Shaking mediocrity from its cozy little hide. Laying down their rights and their precious little wrongs, laughing at labels, fasting essentials. With blood and sweat and many tears, with sleepless nights and fruitless days, they pray as if it all depends on God and live as if it all depends on them. They had a blood transfusion with Jesus. He breathes out, they breathe in. Don’t you hear them coming?
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