Ballet dancers, hairy toes and low flying airplanes!  One starry night these three things collided in the Galilee.  

Two dear friends had joined me from the states for a couple of weeks in Israel.  They are beautiful,   Russian trained professional ballarinas.  We had spent a week going all over the Galilee area ministering in professional dance to a backdrop of Christian music.   They danced at a Middle School (where most are muslims), elderly care facilities, orphanages, etc.   Their last night they put on a performance for the host family/ministry we were partnering with... 

They had invited friends, assembled their families, prepared food and moved the outdoor furniture out of the way.  As the sun started to set we gathered around to watch them dance.   Amazing to watch, poetic and powerful.  It's amazing how worship in dance coupled with the powerful songs praising God was like a giant hammer breaking hard ground.  Breaking up chains that bind... 

As they finished one of the visitors found me and asked me to pray for her .. and the Lord allowed me to pray and prophecy in such a strong way that it was overwhelming to me... she grabbed her husband and sat him in front of me and said "Pray, he wants you to pray" ...  First, I praised God, then the Lord would show me a headache, then acid reflux, then he showed me a hairy toe on his right foot?  Really??  A toe that hurt so bad that it actually took his back out of line.   Then, the Lord showed me one more thing... and I shared it.    The man JUMPED from his seat and ran away.  Literally.   His wife and I gave him a moment and then we went to him.  He said 'How do you know these things?'  .. I said, I don't... but God does and He wants you to know how much HE loves you ..and sees you!   Then we went onto pray and the man cried... and asked for more of the Lord in His life. 

Susanne and I sat down (the beautiful ballerina)... and we are sipping on a cold drink... and a rumble started to approach.  I raised my eyebrow and cocking my head to the side.  Familiar sound.... two airplanes .. military planes were flying over head.   Then two more.  I looked at Susanne and she said "that's not good huh?".   I said "Probably not."    

Then ... a low, low, low rumble and a low flying aircraft flew over us .. again I looked at Susanne and this time I said "It's huge, and fully loaded.  It's a carrier.  I bet we will hear of a bombing run within the next 12 to 24 hours".   Then two more jets followed. 

Shortly after we prayed.. because our hearts were unsettled... 

Within hours we heard that the US dropped a bomb.. the MOAB in Afghanistan.  A ten ton bomb. It makes sense that they could have used the Israeli airspace to fly low to save fuel and to be secure.  Could it have been .... that it flew over our head? 

This was just prior to Easter weekend...  it's amazing to me how tiny dancers could war so hard in worship.. to break chains that would bind a man...   That a word from the Lord about his toe would shake him to his core but would allow him to know that GOD loved him even down to his toe!   Then.. could it have been that the MOAB 10 ton bomb fly over us?? 

The point of it all?   Worship is warfare.  Holy Spirit uses even me.  The harvest is ripe and ready... and it could be that this world could quickly change .. and the end be upon us .. and maybe someones end flew over us that night.....

GOD is faithful ...  let us be faithful in what the LORD would have us do this day! 

 

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