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Who may Worship?

Saturday, January 2nd, 2010 by Mark

Psalm 15 A psalm of David.

1 Who may worship in your sanctuary, Lord?

Who may enter your presence on your holy hill?

2 Those who lead blameless lives

and do what is right,

speaking the truth from sincere hearts.

3 Those who refuse to slander others

or harm their neighbors

or speak evil of their friends.

4 Those who despise persistent sinners,

and honor the faithful followers of the Lord

and keep their promises even when it hurts.

5 Those who do not charge interest on the money they lend,

and who refuse to accept bribes to testify against the innocent.

Such people will stand firm forever.

My tabernacle experience

Tuesday, January 6th, 2009 by katy

I was unsure where to blog in this website as I’m thinking that what I’m sharing includes all 3 categories- my tabernacle experiences over the last fortnight- which has included setting up one at home – but also contributing to the ongoing discussions. What a great resource and encouragement this site is!

A new journey in God began a number of weeks ago for me now and I have struggled to put words on what has happened. Doesn’t that speak of how big and uncontainable God is and the experiences we have with Him? Words aren’t enough.

Busy and Dry
The life giving breath of the Holy Spirit has recently come afresh into my life to awaken me and bring change. Despite seasons gone by of passion for God, my spiritual life has been very sleepy and reeking of apathy for quite some time. I didn’t know how disconnected and distracted from God I had become until He visited with me like He did. My husband and I have experienced much change in the natural realm since we were married 8 years ago. Change including study, moving interstate, two babies, a grieving process and this year in particular, both of us in changeable, demanding work positions while moving into and renovating the current house we are living in. Both of us have also continued in ministry positions at our local church. My busy, tired life was like death and dryness to my heart- its landscape mirroring the drought stricken land here in Australia.

Cleaning Out
My children and I attend a play group with the local mums (mainly church families) once a week. It was in this setting I first met Helen and her son, Joel-Mark, newcomers to our group. I enjoyed talking with Helen over the weeks, but there was something I found very unsettling about this new woman. I felt ‘squirmy’. I didn’t recognise this as God and the only thing I could put it down to was that there was a new mum in mums group and she had an ‘affect’ on me. Determined to understand more about why I felt this way I asked Helen and Joel-Mark to come and visit at my house one morning. The first thing I did as they walked up the stairs to my front door, was point out to them the massive pile of rubbish my husband had been pulling out from under the house- old heating systems, plaster, old toys, dust, rubbish… It was all sitting there at the side of the house and my youngest son had been unwell with terrible coughing at night and tummy problems as a lot of dust had been stirred up. Helen walked in and recognised the music I had playing, naming the singer and telling me that it was prophetic of the work we had been doing in cleaning out the house. As they left, Helen prayed for our family speaking words about the work we were doing in cleaning out the space for God to fill. Like a response, I went into auto mode with my deadened mind and blurted out words in the form of a prayer that felt quite empty. Then something rose up in me and I said “We love You Jesus”. My spirit had prayed it, and my mouth had gone along with it. Helen agreed with the prayer “Yes” and I sensed the Holy Spirit present in a moment. Out on the driveway, saying goodbye, Helen felt to lend me a Misty Ewards CD. I listened to it all afternoon and the music and lyrics were so life giving. I opened myself up to hungering after God again, my spirit inclining toward the warmth of God like a flower does to the sun. That same night, there was a big rain outside and I started to vomit like I never have before. This continued for 3-4 hours every 10 minutes. As I was lying in my bed listening to the rain outside and feeling very unwell, I had the sense that God was doing something big. The next day I woke up as though nothing had happened. I was not sick at all.

Listening to God
Over the next two days I kept playing the Misty Edwards music playing in my home and car and by Saturday night God’s presence was lingering with me. I spent some time reading on the Tabernacle website and my hunger for God increased. Late on Saturday night I tried to get ready to go to bed when I heard God say “There have been seeds that have fallen onto dead soil”. I was leading with the worship team at church the next morning and knew I should get to bed. I climbed in and tried to sleep, but God continued pouring His word into my heart. He showed me other people experiencing His presence again, a great awakening among the people of God. He told me He was coming like the rain and that He would bring the substance of our hearts back to life as the rain does the substance of the earth. I saw a returning to our first love. Jesus!! I saw fresh ears, fresh eyes, fresh hearts feeling alive again to God’s presence, aching to be with Him and to see Him- years of a dormant crop taking affect. I felt God arousing His people to places of faith again: faith in a yet to be seen harvest, a harvest people had given up on. I was up that night until 3am praying and listening to God. I tried to go to sleep only to be awoken by His voice. I mentioned it to my pastor who then released me to share my experience with the church. As I spoke about the rain of God, it rained outside.

That same afternoon I got home from church and I was overcome by an overwhelming desire to clean up. I found myself moving furniture and clearing space. I shuffled, cleaned and prayed while the worship music played. I didn’t know what I was doing until I felt God instructing me to put one half of our lounge room aside for Him- a tabernacle; a dwelling place for His presence. I was raised in and met Jesus in the Catholic Church, and therefore the notion of sacred spaces was familiar to me. It felt very natural to return to my first love in this way. In the Catholic Church a tabernacle is a place where the Eucharist (Jesus manifest in the communion bread) is stored and I remember my dad taking me to mass as a little girl and reminding me to genuflect towards the tabernacle as I entered a church.

It’s been nearly 3 weeks since that day God took up residence here and there has been huge change in my house and in my family and I. God has given me opportunities to pray for people to be healed (perhaps they were always there and I just didn’t recognise them)… and He’s released me to share the hunger He has given me with other people. The biggest change however, is in the way I am with God and what He does with me in that space on my lounge room floor. Prayer and reading the bible has gone from being a chore to a delightful feast, so much so I sometimes choose prayer over food and sleep. His word has been coming alive to me and stories I’ve carried with me since childhood are becoming real and life giving (like the dormant harvest I saw springing forth with the rain of God). I’ve revisited the Old Testament and God’s relationship with His beloved Israel again- as though for the first time. I’m aware of the word in my heart and sensing God’s eye on me as one of His chosen people who He’s longing to be with, like Moses, Jonah, Joseph and David. I feel called and purposeful and approved of. Jesus of the gospels is also captivating me again. That I- in all my uncleanness could minister to Him. That He would enjoy me and what I do to Him. That I could do anything to Him! That He would even notice! The exchange of love I am blessed with in God’s presence is something I can’t begin to describe.

The Flesh
There continue to be busy days in my family life and time with God can get neglected. It’s in those times I realise with despair how quickly and easily I take back control of my life. Just as the housework piles up, so too does the house work in my heart. How quickly the filth of the flesh builds. The dirty washing, dishes, thoughts… I can see why Paul needed to “pray without ceasing”. On one occasion soon after my God encounter begun, I realised just how little space there was for this big God in my full life. He has a lot of work to do in my unclean heart and that takes time. I felt a free falling sensation and a bit out of control. Gripping at the sides I attempted to plan how I might return to normality and structure- how I might fit God in. It was like a default mechanism I returned to after years of bad habits, but all the while God was gracious and every few nights I would rise in the dark and spend intimate hours with Him, usually in the book of Psalms.

Even when I wander He gently pursues me and draws me back in toward Himself and all I can do is lay there allowing Him to. This week has been interesting as just when I don’t think I can hold anymore in, He ushers me in again revealing another layer of His grace and glory until there’s no more room and I have to shed layers of myself just to be. One morning I woke up early with Psalm 63 on my heart where it says “…Your love is better than life” and the Holy Spirit resounding in me “Do you really believe that? What then are you willing to sacrifice in response to this- if that’s true?” Later that day, I was ministered to by Misty Edwards singing “Letting go of the mountain view, letting go- but what into?” and I felt like Mary pondering all these things in my heart, wondering what all this means and where it’s all going. What would it be like for me to live as the Israelites and not move until that cloud moved and not stop until that cloud stopped? The relinquishing of my self and my life as it was, to be with Him.

Don’t know till it’s gone

Friday, September 12th, 2008 by Linda W

We will be moving back to Oregon the end of this month and we don’t know our address just yet. We are doing a Mark & Helen thing…..getting Divine Direction, packing up and moving with no job,  house or income.  We didn’t go as far as to copy you completely though… we left out the pregnancy part!


You both have been a blessing, both teaching us and being teachable yourselves. We are getting the Tabernacle concept more and more just through the Holy Spirit, but you guys started it!  I actually realized just the other day that I was practicing that concept but didn’t know it in the Oregon home we left last year. I have a 1,000 square foot room (was a shop) remodeled into a giant daycare room. But it was my private Tabernacle in the mornings and our home church Tabernacle on the weekend.

 I have had a missing piece in my spirit ever since we left that house because there is not such a private dedicated space in this house, especially with 4 students.  I thought I was just spoiled with such a large room and that was the loss I was feeling;   I realize that it is because of the solitude, privacy, freedom and the consistency of worship that created that Tabernacle Spirit. I’m sure there is more to it that we will be learning, but for now we are looking for how to create that special place in the next abode, after we get out of the motor home and into the house (that is coming) close to the new job (that is coming).

Thank you for your excellent guiding and nudging. We look forward to learning more about it.

Keep in touch and be blessed abundantly with His Peace and Presence.

Linda W

Rebuilding the Tabernacle

Friday, August 29th, 2008 by Hunju Choe

After these things I will return, and I will rebuild the Tabernacle of David which has fallen, and I will rebuild its ruins, and I will restore it. (Acts15:16 NASB)

Last year, we set up a Tabernacle in our home. In the presence of God, there was touch of God, anointing, healing and rest.

But as time went on, the Tabernacle began to fall little by little. Being busy with ministry, the time at the feet of Jesus became less and less. The time in God’s presence became less and less. The Tabernacle was getting neglected.

Ministry began to replace intimacy. Busyness began to replace stillness. My plans began to replace God’s voice.

A few weeks ago, the Lord spoke to my heart clearly. “It’s time for you to rebuild the Tabernacle which has fallen.” “It’s time to restore it.”

And He reminded me of David moving the ark of God into Jerusalem. So we moved the Tabernacle from the corner of the bedroom to the livingroom-the centre of our home.

He also reminded me of the priest keeping the fire of God burning in the Old Testament. So we bought a candlestick and lit the candle. And we put on worship CDs and let it play day and night. 

Now the music is playing again. the fire of worship is burning. The incense of prayer is rising. The sweet presence of the Lord is filling our home.

Lord, let this fire never go out. Let it burn till the fire of God’s glory covers the earth. Just as the priests, let me keep the fire burning day and night, night and day. Lord, let the fire burn! Let it burn!!


Thursday, August 28th, 2008 by Mark

My Bride

I was inspired the other day, I was watching a ‘Wiggles Space dancing’ DVD with my son. They were talking about Space and what was out there, The Wiggles answer was ‘well, Space’. Then it dawned on me, that in creation the thing that God made the most of, by a huge amount is Space, ie nothing and emptiness. As I pondered this I was impressed by the importance of space to God, and humans seeming inability to be able to handle it. ie give an average human an empty room or space or empty time and they will just want to fill it. Space is so important for us to be able to encounter God, clutter and lack of space is death to being able to hear His voice and dwell in His presence. This applies to time as well, business is also death to intimacy with God.

What is important to us we make space for, sometimes though space is stolen. I have just returned from a trip to Adelaide, we were Blessed to be able to stay in two homes as we travelled, both had large LCD TV’s in the lounge area which was open and flowing into the kitchen and living areas. Both had the TV on a lot. In Adelaide it was on before we got up and it was still on when we went to bed. It reminded me of a visit to a pastor’s house here in Melbourne just recently where again the large screen TV was on. We were invited around for tea, yet before and during the meal and after the meal the TV was on and blaring.

Helen & I work very hard on the atmosphere that we live in, we not only have worship music playing 24/7 in the Tabernacle space we also have it in our home. Our sons room has had 24/7 worship playing every night of his life, we have maintained this on many trips and in many countries. This I know makes us very sensitive to atmospheres that we are not in control of such as shopping centres and other people’s homes. Grace is required as you enter other peoples ’space’ but it also makes you aware of what people allow to have such a dominate influence.

What are you choosing to fill your atmosphere?

11 year old

Thursday, May 15th, 2008 by Helen

Morgan is 11 yrs old. She lives in San Fransisco, USA.
Right now, Morgan is the only one in her family who believes in Jesus. She lives in a very abusive home.
1 ½ yrs ago she decided to accept & receive Jesus. Alicia, a leader in a local church where Morgan lives, had been the one who introduced her to Jesus.
A few weeks ago, Alicia was talking with Morgan about setting aside a space at her home to be with God because of all that she was experiencing in it. Morgan decided that Jesus could have her room. So she told him. She told Jesus that he could come in & rearrange her room in any way he wanted, cause it was HIS room. Then she added, “But please tap me on the shoulder at school so when I come home I know it was you that moved things & not my sister or anyone else so I don’t get mad at them.”
Alicia then explained the story of King David who as a boy was anointed with oil by the prophet Samuel to be set apart for a specific purpose. She shared with Morgan that both people & things were anointed to be set apart for God. So with the child’s wonder Morgan asked Jesus what she should anoint with oil to make it his. She had very specific places. First it was over her door. She run & put oil on the door exclaiming to a watchful Alicia, “then when I walk in the room, I know I am walking into that special space for God.” Next came the windows. And then in this last week, she anointed the mirror. She told Alicia it was because “then every time she saw herself, she would see herself as God’s princess.” She has also put up some special bible verses, cause it reminded her that it was his room.
Morgan also asked Jesus to clean up whatever he wanted in her room. One day a week ago, she walked into the room to find that Jesus had polished the floor. All the scratches, marks & scuffs were gone. She was so excited. Jesus was making her room, his.

A Tabernacle in Munich

Thursday, January 10th, 2008 by Singvogel

Last February, when Helen and Mark told my wife and I that they are leaving Munich soon, it came to my heart to move the Tabernacle from their home into the attic of our town house. After prayer, we all felt this is God’s will and so we proceeded with the idea. I had no idea what I was taking on, no concept or revelation of what a Tabernacle was. I knew as much as H&M were teaching about it, I listened to their experiences, but back then I’ve never been in one myself. Mostly I wrestled with the concept, why God would need a confined physical place, which to me is more an old testament concept. How does this reflect the new covenant with our Lord Jesus?  You see, some fundamental questions. I report here about my experience since I started this journey and I can’t say that I have more insight now than before, but certainly more experience. Our attic back in February was a big messy storage area, and I didn’t feel like cleaning it up any time soon. But the Lord was talking clearly to my wife, who spent some time in H&M’s Tabernacle before the move and it sounded right to us to dedicate the Tabernacle on Palm Sunday (March 31st), the day before H&M left Munich for good.  When we started to look at the mess in the attic on Saturday before Palm Sunday, we felt slightly overwhelmed to establish the Tabernacle in one day. In my tendency for perfectionism, I wanted to do it all, but it was clear that the attic is a picture of our hearts, before God moves in. And it is a process until the attic is cleaned up and the Tabernacle established. So we were going to throw out the most obvious stuff and cleared an area in the center of the room to set up the Tabernacle with the equipment from H&M’s home. At the end it looked really nice in the middle of lots of boxes, the carpet sitting on top of a dirty concrete floor, and the Lord’s TABERNACLE was dedicated on Palm Sunday remembering Jesus’ entry into Jerusalem from the east.

At the beginning the TABERNACLE was new and I was making the effort to go there. Although I knew in my mind that this is a place where you go to meet with Him, in my heart I was always going there to do something (like praying, worshipping, reading the word etc.). It was hard not to do anything, but waiting for Him to show up. After a while the interest in it got less and less, busyness picked up and the visits in the Tabernacle were fewer and fewer. But there was something I didn’t see coming: The Lord started to work on some of my major issues!!! The biggest one was (and is), who has the Lordship of my life and second how important is my job/career success and where are my fears. And slowly but steadily, He allowed me to face some real fears and worries in my job and life. It all ended with a vision He gave me that scared the heck out of me: A little lamb walking away from me into utter darkness, there was nothing I could see except the lamb, which was full of light turning towards me asking ‘Do you want to follow me?’. It took me days to be able to say a clear yes from the heart, because for the first time it was very real to me the magnitude and consequence of that kind of decision: You have to trust Him completely. But with the Lord there is no turning back so I yielded to His will and embraced the lamb.

But it was far from over. The heaviness of the last months lifted, this was around July. At this point my Tabernacle time was zero. Even during the encounter I didn’t spend time there. Then September came around and and with it an increase of hunger in my heart for more of the Holy Spirit. I wanted to experience the real deal, His presence. Not only talking about it or hearing about other peoples testimonies, but having the revelation of being in His presence. When my wife and kids were traveling for a few days, I decided to fast and pray after work for the rest of the evening. The first night I went up to the Tabernacle. It was such a hard time up there, very dry, the prayers dry, the worship dry, the mind racing, unable to rest, to focus. I left after hours exhausted and frustrated. The next night I was facing the decision another night like this or going to hear a friend preaching; I decided for the second one. At the time of the third night I followed Mark’s advice to relax and to spend time to thank God and to praise Him, which I did that night. I didn’t feel like going into the Tabernacle and so I spent time in the living room and I thanked God for everything I could think of and praised Him. It still was hard work, but at the end I had peace and I felt clearly in my spirit something has broken that night and the time of fasting had an end.

Two days later, on a Saturday afternoon while working in our living room, I felt the urge to leave the house for a bike ride. I had in mind to go to a nearby park in the east of the city. Arriving there, I went up an artificial hill with a look-out at the top. It is a relatively small hill right at the city edge in the east with a great overlook over the entire city of Munich. It was a cloudy day, but the sun beams were breaking through the clouds bathing the city in a bouquet of sun beams, a most beautiful sight. Immediately I started to worship Him until my attention was drawn to a very bright single sun beam coming down. When I followed the beam I realized that it was exactly coming down over our neighborhood. I had seen this before in a vision that heaven was open above the TABERNACLE and that God was coming down! Tears started to flow over my face when I continued to worship Him. Back at our place after taking a meal I knew in my spirit that it is time to go up to the TABERNACLE to meet with God. This time the access was easy. God’s peace was present. After a time of worship, which flowed spontaneously without effort, all of a sudden I increasingly felt uncomfortable. I started to see my uncleanness in comparison to His holiness. First I didn’t realize what was happening and I started to repent, when the presence of the Holy Spirit came closer and closer.  I saw His glory and my own unworthiness. Just to clarify, there was not a hint of condemnation. I felt very peaceful throughout. After a while His presence left and I was filled with a heart overflowing with Joy and Peace, which didn’t leave for days. Like walking on clouds…or so.

I have no explanation for this nor do I look for one. I can only tell it the way it was as a testimony. Tabernacle is a place to meet with God, but before you take it on be sure you are willing to give it all to Him, your life, your dreams, yourself. He will take it and work on it…

How lovely is your dwelling place..

Wednesday, October 3rd, 2007 by Hunju Choe

How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord Almighty! My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the Lord… Better is one day in your courts than a thousand elsewhere…(Psalm 84:1,2a,10a)

When we were praying about the vision of the Tabernacle, We felt that the Lord wanted us to build it in our home first. So we began to pray about it seriously. However, there were no rooms available for the Tabernacle in our home.

After a few weeks of prayer, we felt that our bedroom should be the place. Well, it sounded a little weird at first, but we ended up building the dwelling place of the Lord in our bedroom; the quietest place in our home. Beside the bed, we set up a space with a carpet, chair and some CDs, and it turned out to be the best place for the Tabernacle.

I simply sit on the chair and begin to enjoy the presence of the Lord. For the last few weeks, I have begun to experience love, peace and healing in His presence. Sometimes we do family worship with our kids. 

This is a small beginning, but we hope and pray that someday the river of the Holy Spirit would flow from us and fill this parched land; the city of Calcutta, India.

Setting up a Tabernacle, a space for God to dwell with us: A conversation of a self-confessed perfectionist with her Lord

Saturday, August 18th, 2007 by Impact Munich

Should I be one to make a Tabernacle, Lord?

 “The Lord said to me, ‘Your son Solomon will build my Temple and its courtyards, for I have chosen him as my son and I will be his father.’” 1 Chronicles 28:6

 Yes, but that’s Solomon.

 “For you are all sons of God through faith in Christ Jesus…And because we are his children, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts, prompting us to call out, ‘Abba, Father.’” Galatians 3:26, 4:6

How do I do it?

 “And Solomon, my son, learn to know the God of your ancestors intimately.  Worship and serve him with your whole heart and a willing mind.  For the Lord sees every heart and knows every plan and thought.  If you seek him, you will find him.  But if you forsake him, he will reject you forever.  So take this seriously.  The Lord has chosen you to build a Temple as his sanctuary.  Be strong, and do the work.” 1 Chronicles 28:9-10

 Then David gave Solomon the plans for the Temple and its surroundings, including the entry room, the storerooms, the upstairs rooms, the inner rooms, and the inner sanctuary-which was the place of atonement. (v.11)  “Every part of this plan,” David told Solomon, “was written under the direction of the LORD.” (v. 19)

 What if I fail, or get it wrong, or don’t hear you correctly?

 Then David continued, “Be strong and courageous, and do the work. Don’t be afraid or discouraged, for the Lord God, my God is with you.  He will not fail you or forsake you.  He will see to it that all the work related to the Temple of the Lord is finished correctly.” 1 Chronicles 28:20

 “I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.” Phil. 1:6

What happened next…

As my husband and I pursued God with this idea, we realized that He had set plans for a Tabernacle in our home before we had even thought of the idea.  Our living room was a sumptuous room, with deep purple walls, a lush red carpet, and lots of bronze and jewel tones.  All of our most beautiful things were in this room, works of art, candles, beautiful mirrors and wall hangings.  God had planted a vision of a room in our hearts before the idea of a Tabernacle was even a thought.  I’m glad He chose to do it that way; it took “me” out of the picture, gave me no chance for pride that I was building the Lord a place.  It was His from the beginning; He made sure it was decorated remarkably like the Old Testament Tabernacle, colors and everything.  He made sure it was full of things that reminded me of the Beauty of the Lord, the Master of Creation, the Lord of Heavens Armies, and the King of Kings.

 I thought it would be a fearful thing, a place of awe and reverence, the throne room of a King.  It is.  But it is also a comforting place, like a guest room for my family; a place to hang-out with a good friend.  It is a room for quiet and contemplation; a room for candlelight and soft music; a room for a good cry on the shoulder of the One who can do something about it.  It is sometimes even a room of laughter, and dancing, and fun. It is always a room of worship.

 Why I expected anything less, I don’t know.  It is, after all, the dwelling place of our multi-faceted Lord and God, the all-encompassing Lord of life, our Good Shepherd and friend, our Savior, our Abba.  He loves us.  That is why He wants to dwell with us.  Doesn’t that kind of love just drive you to your knees, make you smile, make you cry?  It does me.  He is good.  He is faithful.  He is, above all, WORTHY.

His Space

Wednesday, August 8th, 2007 by Helen

In 2006 when we set about establishing a Tabernacle in Munich, Germany, the Lord reminded me of the most important aspect of the Tabernacle; it was HIS space, not mine. Because it is HIS space, I simply began to ask him what he wanted in it. The first word he said to me was “Karlstatt”. This is the name of a large retail store chain in Germany selling everything from furniture to pencils. The store that come immediately to my mind was on the other side of town on Leapoldstrasse. So I ventured off having no idea of what I was to buy, but i went declaring it was “my shout.” Well what unfolded from there was a step by step, item by item discovery as I went shopping with Him. This process took a few weeks & was distinctly one step at a time being led by the spirit of God & what witnessed in my spirit not my preferences or fashion tastes. Several times I was faced with his choice or mine? I had to lay down what I thought or wanted. It was his space not mine!  The end result was a small room with a color theme of blood red (which he later pointed out to me was significant as this Tabernacle was on Daucherstrasse, to road to the only major Nazi death camp in Germany during in World War 2. Nothing but the blood of Jesus can wash away our sin). It was sparsely filled, no chairs only 2 white-blue blankets, 3 red pillows, a large red luxurious mat, a simple white candle, anointing oil, a specially chosen plant in likewise white pot, box of tissues, specifically chosen & mixed music 24/7 & a bible. Simple. Elegant in appearence & His. He honored this with his presence & sojourners rested, prophecised, wept & worshipped him there.

The Cleaning

Monday, July 16th, 2007 by Mark

Today has been an interesting day, Helen & I have been very busy moving back into our home. One of the big tasks has been to empty out the room/space under our house. This is the space we believe God has indicated to us that we are to set aside for a Tabernacle, a place that will just be used for meeting with Him and not for anything else.
This room has been used to store all of our everything while we were overseas. We have just managed to get it empty in the last days. I had swept the floor on a couple of occasions, but when I went down there this morning I felt compelled to sweep it again, then I swept it once more, each time more dirt, a lot more dirt came up and away. Then I thought it needed a mop.
I knew what I was doing was not only physical but also Spiritual, as I listened to the Lord I felt I was to mop the floor with just Hot water, interestingly I had just turned the water heater up this morning for other (or so I thought) reasons. The water in the bucket when I was done was black, so I mopped it again, then I felt I needed to keep going and keep replacing the water with new until I could mop the floor and the water in the bucket would still be clear. Well I must have mopped the floor and replaced the water 10 times! Even though the floor had looked clean even after the first sweep, there was more there that needed to come out.
I believe that there was some serious spiritual cleaning going on, even the discarded water was significant I felt the Lord lead me to where to tip the dirty water firstly right at the top boundary of our yard and then progressively down until the last bucket was tipped on and over our rear boundary. Cleaning and claiming in Jesus name.

This morning we followed a ‘Stupid Zone’ prompt and quite impulsively purchased a Stereo for the space. This will be used solely for Worship to Jesus, the King of Israel. We believe the Lord is ready to come and fill this space. Yesterday I heard Him say to me “Mark now that you have emptied the space, do you think that I will not come and fill it?”
We love seeing what He is going to do and love what happens when you surrender All for HIM.