I have been frightened by God’s moves this week. All of a sudden I am the owner of a large historical house/event-center/café/restaurant in my home town. I can hardly explain the swift
events and deep prayer that went into my incredibly low offer on this commercial property right in the center of town. My husband had not even looked at the building, trusting me (strangely). When my offer was signed (nearly half its council valuation) I cried.
I cried because I felt unready. I felt overwhelmed by the possibilities. I felt terrified of failing in this investment into our community. I felt this because God knew my heart was solely
dedicated to using this house as a mission headquarter, and a gathering for our youth, and dwelling for some elderly in the upstairs flats. I feel serious, like I know God has plans for His light to shine from the center of our town and bring Him the glory
in future days. I am excited, but I am overwhelmed.
This feels like when I wrote the first words of The Book of Told, like stepping into deep waters knowing God alone was holding me up. I
am thrilled for Him and in such serious and raw mode of prayer, knowing He alone can power the light we are to shine. Praise Him so much!!!!!
I am this property’s 4 owner in 143 years! It was built/owned by a vicar in 1872 and owned by our local men’s club since 1907. It sits directly across the street from the old St George’s Church and our Hospital
and is only one small block from the very middle of town. It is the vicinity of the hospital that has me laughing. I have just written up a plan for the Café to reopen and wanted it to be a talking point. So here is my idea for the downstairs.
The building could be named Recovery, and I know the previous café was successful because it drew all the hospital staff and visitors. The themes would make people laugh; but for
those youth who would be taught here, they would learn the deeper meaning behind the names.
The building comes ready furnished which is another blessing that boggles the mind. Complete with
large pool table and fully equipped kitchen down to the butter knives. I don’t know what God is doing but it is wonderful. Stephen also reminded me I now have a place to write and paint in the center of town, rather than just at home 20 mins away. So
the remainder of the prequel might well be written from this place of blessing to our people.
What is extra special
about this whole week?... my husband has complete faith in me. He said that God made it clear to him that he was to back me fully in this project. God reminded him that He helped me write a book and comb through it for hours and months until it represented
God’s heart and He released me from it. Stephen held my hand and said he had complete faith that God would do His plans through me for this community gift. I cried and cried and came under the beautiful solid truth of God’s power to shine where
He wants to shine. He is to be set on a hill and His light in this world in us! Us!! We have to rise and beam it, and like Louie Giglio recently said, it is through our cracks that the beams will stun others with what is inside.
Oh pray for this home, and pray for the freedom of others!!!