things are like that here, random things. like waiting in line.
when waiting for our little bus to leave the New Town Plaza [a mall close to where we live], people stand in these zigzag lines...
bars don't separate the people, just lines drawn on the ground. who really follows that rule? people here.
i pray for the day they will be lined up for this, thirsting for true Life.
last summer, before scott and i ever knew that hong kong was even an option, the lord showed me a picture. it was during worship. matt, scott, and jason were at the front serving communion. that was when i saw a picture of many chinese people rushing down the isles. lines and lines of them.
oh how i pray for this to come to life.