Oh, that their hearts would be opened

Cathy & spent time prayer walking our area this morning. We found intricate networks of roadways and pathways weaving together the peoples of M-town.

There were extravagant homes that are owned by doctors, lawyers, and professors. There were desolate homes composed of some old bricks and a tarp that belonged to families of 6 or 8.

We passed by those who were intrigued by us, and by others who did not even choose to glance our way.

Some gates were open; some gates were closed.

Some faces were open; and some faces were closed.

Some hearts are open; some hearts are closed.

May each of these hearts and homes be softened, and opened to the Father.

~Heather

*Thank the Father for where He has placed Cathy & I.
*Ask the Father to direct us to those who are open to hearing His story.
*Ask the Father to allow those who worship created things to become dissatisfied, and, therefore, search for the Truth.