Awhile back I wrote a blog post about how the Lord challenged me to go to the Las Vegas strip every Friday night and be His hands and feet.
Whether that meant praying for people, feeding people, leading drunk passed out people safely back to their hotels or their friends, taking abused women to safe places, or just simply walking throughout the hotels and streets praying...my friends and I were there.
God lead us to these people because that's the heart of our Father. He leaves the 99 to go after the 1.
You have to understand the measure of discouragement that comes with walking around the strip and praying. It feels impossible sometimes. You're physically in the middle of everything that would and could be against every prayer you pray. It's not wanted.
I can't tell you the number of times we've encountered people who have told us to leave because this is Satan's territory. And these are people we have quietly and privately engaged. We're not out there with signs and megaphones. We're just walking around, praying quietly, approaching people that might need help.
Even just looking around is hard.
The signs and the billboards, the trucks, the people, the sights, the sounds, the porn cards all over the ground.
How do these prayers work? I have to believe there are things happening in the spiritual that I can't see. That maybe our prayers are to protect the girl who was going to get date raped in the club, or for the drunk person to sober up before they get in their vehicle. I have to have faith that God hears us. That He's walking with us.
This past Friday we were walking around praying and I felt the Lord challenge me in the midst of my chaos.
He said "Liz look around and start to see this place differently. Don't look at it for what it is now, but what it can be. See people worshipping the Lord freely in the street. Hear worship music playing loudly from the hotels. See people praying together. See it."
God was challenging me to have vision for a city. A city that is known all over the world as a place where people can give in to whatever desire they choose as a means of escape. He was telling me to see differently.
To see with my spirit what I can't see with my eyes.
To have faith.
"Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." Hebrews 11:1
So here's my request. For every Christian living in the amazing city of Las Vegas.
Will you have vision for Vegas with me?
Will you see this place differently? Not just in a small-prayer-hope-for-the-best kind of way. In the moving mountains kind of way. Will you drive around the strip and see the center, the heartbeat of this city differently with me? Will you see homelessness healed with me? Will you see perversion eradicated with me? Strip clubs shut down? Porn off the streets?
See it. See differently. Faith as small as a mustard seed is all we need. This is our city. This is our home. Our people. Our families. We have to believe for more.
God is in the business of changing names.
Abram to Abraham.
Sarai to Sarah.
Jacob to Israel.
Simon to Peter.
Sin City to a city of redemption, of healing, of freedom, of life.
I'm believing for it. Will you join me in having vision for Vegas?
"The world needs you to pray scary prayers, instead of scared ones." - Lisa Bevere