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My church, in a creative moment (we seem to be having those a lot lately), decided we were going to take God's command to pray continuously to heart for a full week. So we set up a room with various inspirational texts, potential subjects, etc., then put up a signup board, and since 7pm Sunday we've had someone in there praying. And that will continue until 7pm this coming Sunday. Yes, constantly. Someone is in there right now. Someone was there at 3am this morning. Someone was there at 3am the morning before. Etc. (The youth group took all Wednesday night/Thursday morning.) We're going in hour shifts, and the idea is to only attend one shift a day tops (we change the material daily) but some people have snagged the same time slot all week (including Steve McClenegan, who ensured that no one else would need to be there at 5am).
They've also got a few activities of sorts. Write your sins on a piece of paper, ask God for forgiveness, then crumple it up and toss it. Put a prayer on a sticky note, unsigned, plaster it to the wall, and then pray for someone who came before you. Take a push pin and select an area on a world map to spend a few minutes of prayer on. (I was one of three to claim Japan; Iraq, not surprisingly, was utterly buried under a mountain of pins.) And there was a fridge with some grape juice and crackers for a quiet communion (for the non-church-goers, that's a symbolic re-enactment of this moment).
I signed up for two slots -- Monday noon and today at 6pm. And after today at work, I was kinda glad to have the second as a quiet hour to de-stress (though it took me a while to calm down enough to really be able to focus).
They've also got a few activities of sorts. Write your sins on a piece of paper, ask God for forgiveness, then crumple it up and toss it. Put a prayer on a sticky note, unsigned, plaster it to the wall, and then pray for someone who came before you. Take a push pin and select an area on a world map to spend a few minutes of prayer on. (I was one of three to claim Japan; Iraq, not surprisingly, was utterly buried under a mountain of pins.) And there was a fridge with some grape juice and crackers for a quiet communion (for the non-church-goers, that's a symbolic re-enactment of this moment).
I signed up for two slots -- Monday noon and today at 6pm. And after today at work, I was kinda glad to have the second as a quiet hour to de-stress (though it took me a while to calm down enough to really be able to focus).
