London

London

The next several posts will detail a voyage across Europe. The Lord is opening doors for His people that no man can shut! He is preparing us for great destinies to the glory of His name. Much prayer and preparation were poured into this experience. I want to thank everyone who prayed for us. Remarkable experiences take place where there is much prayer. 

The Lord gave me a call to “repair the breach” in the countries we would enter and walk through. He later explained that it would be accomplished by exalting, extolling and lifting His name high above all in praise! I invite you to follow me along this travel path carefully mapped out and detailed by the hand of God and I pray that as you enjoy these entries from my travel journal you will see an intentionality and precision of His hand orchestrating experiences causing us to look into the past in order to speak prophetically into our futures. 

Before departing I asked the Lord to give me a unique scripture verse for every port. My journey began in London. 

“Wise choices will watch over you. Understanding will keep you safe.”

‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭2‬:‭11‬ ‭NLT‬‬

Many prophetic promises were released from Heaven and spoken into this voyage. This scripture was the first. 

London is an area filled with historic beauty, deep national tradition and unfortunately compromise. 

Our first visit was to St Paul’s church which miraculously survived World War II. During the bombing Prime Minister Winston Churchill stated that the dome of the church must remain unharmed so that the people would not lose hope. Each day he would awaken and immediately inquire about the condition of the dome. It has been the site of every coronation and even the marriage of Princess Diana. Upon entering, my children noticed the ornate architecture and lavish interior decorations. I explained that the people gave God their best. In those days finances were focused on material aesthetics to beautify the building itself but today churches are modest in appearance so that finances can be directed to build the spiritual Kingdom of Heaven on the earth. Lavishly churches today are constructing a thing of matchless beauty that can only be seen by The Father. As we walked through all areas of this lovely historic church I raised my hand numerous times and exalted the name of Jesus, pressing His name high. 

Pride flags flew all over the city. Over museums, on boats, and even painted on the sides of buses. As we climbed the large stairway and entered the British Museum we passed under one I spoke out loud saying “Lord we repent for this. Have mercy on us”.

At night we returned to the barge we had rented in Paddington. As I was falling asleep somewhat delirious from the time change I found myself interceding. My soul was pleading with God for the salvation of the people there.