I love our city Christchurch.
If you travel through our city centre & the east side of our city, you will still see the remains of the extensive damage caused by the 2011 earthquakes. Buildings broken, people displaced, family lost, a city changed. Our city is broken. Not just the buildings, but the people that make up this beautiful city. Recently I heard a statistic that broke my heart, that Christchurch has the highest suicide rate in New Zealand. To hear that so many in our city see no other way out of their situation than to end it all is heart-wrenching. I believe every person has a purpose, every life is important and everybody needs to know that they are seen & loved.
I have at times felt helpless, unable to see what I can do other than love & speak words of life to those I come into contact with. But what about the thousands of others?
This is where I believe prayer comes in. I believe in God & I have personally seen the unexplainable, miraculous power of prayer. A group of us gathered together, took to the hills overlooking our city and prayed for the people of Christchurch/Otautahi.
It was beautiful, powerful & emotional. As I looked around the groups scattered over the hill, I saw people of different backgrounds, ethnicity, age and gender… With one thing in common, they all had their own stories of Gods incredible redeeming life & all had been impacted by the power of someones prayer. Their heart was to do the same for others.
“If my people, who are called by my name, will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven, and I will forgive their sin and will heal their land.” 2 Chronicles 7:14