Arise, O Warrior, Arise

Intercessors, on your knees!
Listen to the nations pleas.

War and famine, fear and hate,
Earth is trembling for its fate.

With fire He comes, consuming all
Those who stand, will surely fall

The Spirit and the Bride say come
But woe to them that will succumb

Fall on your knees, with groans and wails
Let us now, in prayer, travail

As hell, its fury, does release,
Cant you feel the urgency increase?

This aching in me does not subside,
My knees are weakening from pride

Humble yourselves now or woe,
The proud, He says, will be brought low.

In humility let our cries ascend
To the ears of our most Faithful friend.

Let us come in unity
That we may set some people free.

The Spirit, with us, brings appeal
To the One to whom we kneel.

Intercessors, arise and pray.
Pour out your heart. Prepare the way.

Make beautiful his Holy Bride
That when He comes, He comes with pride.

Let the church proclaim the majesty of
The one and only King of Kings!

Arise O warrior, Arise
Don your armor, prepare your cries!

Through testimony and by His blood
In victory we'll overcome!

Unite o interceeding ones
Prostrate yourself before his throne.

Come together while there is time,
That we may see his will divine.

Arise, O warrior, arise
Together, rage our battle cries!

The prayers of his saints availeth much,
And on anything agreeing, touch.

Then in His will, it will be done.
Arise, o warrior, before his throne.


-By Cristina Juhasz

"I bring beauty for ashes

When light and dark clashes

The oil of joy for all your tomorrows

Joy that cleanses away all sorrows

What you've thought dead, dead & double dead

My Resurrection Power

Will rise in this hour

To bring new life instead!"

-By Nan Chenevey

To My High Mill Family,

     You may or may not remember me, but I visited your church with New Life and our Furnace/DLA program in mid-November! My name is Audrey and I just wanted to write and Thank You for your families hard-work and loving hearts the few days we were there. You all set the bar for what it means to be God's bride. It was so great to truly see what it looks like to be one body, one heart, after God. Many of our students , including myself, have a heart for church ministry and I don't think we could have gone to a better church than High Mill to exemplify the purpose and meaning of the Colossians 1:18 church. It says:

                    (Starting in verse 17)"And He is before all things, and in Him all things hold together. And He is the Head of the Body, the Church. He is the Beginning, the Firstborn from the dead, that in everything He might be preeminent."

     When we were there only for a short while, it quickly became evident that the Lord is the head of the church. You guys took the time to get to know us deeply, even though you didn't know if you would ever see us again. Some of you took time off work so you could spend time with us. You made sure that there was someone from the church with us at all times (Even while we were sleeping!) And not to mention the excellent meals you made for us. I can't thank you enough for your hospitality and the time you put aside to pour into our lives intimately and richly. I am looking to become a worship leader down the rode and your church highlighted the meaning of what it means to worship our God. In songs, prayer, and especially in living your whole life, every minute, every second to glorify Him. If you would like, I wrote about this in my blog (dated 11/19/09) in more detail at audreywilles.wordpress.com. I would be honored if you took a minute to read it over. Thank you again High Mill. I look forward to more fellowship with you all down the road.
                                            
                                                                                                 In Him,
                                                                                                         Audrey

Daniel's Story

     It all started Christmas Eve when I decided against all better judgment to go for a run. You see for those of you who don’t know, I haven’t been able to run for a few months. I ran a marathon back in October, and fractured my foot, and then because I couldn’t run I took up cycling, and injured my knee. After six weeks my foot healed but I still couldn’t run because my knee was pretty severely jacked up. But by the week of Christmas I was finally able to run, my knee had pretty well healed except for some minor tendonitis that would go away once my legs got warmed up. So finally I was back after two months of extreme inactivity, I was running again, and it felt incredible. Which leads me back to Christmas Eve. I was invited by my friend Daren who was home for Christmas, to go for a  fun run with Matt Regimbal, Justin Lenox, and himself at Monument park. Just a fun run, through the snow, like three miles nothing serious. Now deep inside I knew better I’ve seen enough movies to know that you never go out on Christmas Eve you’re just asking for something bad to happen. And I was leaving my wife and child alone on Christmas Eve to go run, even though it was only for like an hour still it was the principle. But my knee was pretty sore that morning and I thought maybe a run would do it some good, and I really didn’t want to miss out on a fun run, so I went, and ironically it ended it up to be not so much fun. About a mile into the run I tore something in my knee. I felt a new kind of pain that had never felt before, and it came so suddenly and so sharply that it took my breath away, and I had to stop. I knew whatever it was it was serious because it hurt just to walk. So I hobbled back to my car and drove back home. The pain only got worse, and it began to affect everything I did, I couldn’t walk around the house, move, or sleep without pain. My knee was messed up, and I was so mad about it because it had just healed, and now I did something worse to it. To be honest with you I didn’t handle this very well, I was angry and depressed. I turned to movies and sleep as a form of escape, I felt totally helpless.

     I came in here to church that Sunday still feeling pretty down, I parked in the back because of my knee I knew I wouldn’t be able to brave the stairs, so I limped through the parking lot, and down the back hallway in here. And I could hear that the service was about to begin. But I had to use the bathroom and I was hoping to limp in after it had started to avoid people asking me what had happened and why I was limping. So I hobble into the bathroom. And I saw Jacob Bera washing his hands and of course he asked me what was wrong with my knee. I told him I hurt it running and will most likely need surgery, but I’m getting an MRI on Monday and will find out for sure. He said that’s terrible I will pray to the Lord for your healing. I said thanks and we left the bathroom, but then he turned to me in the hallway and said can I pray for you right now. I said yeah please do. And He got down on his knees and put his hands on my knee cap, and prayed for my healing. When he was done I thanked him, and then took a step hoping for the pain to be gone, but I still felt that stabbing pain in my knee that kept me from walking right.

     So I limped into church, and just decided I was going to worship no matter what. And that’s when it happened, I was standing there singing along when God took me aside, and showed me myself, he allowed me to see from a distance how I had been acting, the fits I had thrown, the way I handled the pain, and the struggle. I realized that if this had been a test that I failed miserably. Instead of turning back to God when I was hurting, I turned to distractions, I felt stuck instead of free to overcome. And so right there in the middle of worship I did some serious repenting, and I told God that regardless of what was going on, I wanted a fresh start, I wanted to begin again. I felt him draw me close and I began worshipping like someone who had just been set free. And that’s when I felt a tingling in my knee, and the pain went away. I was able to walk, and go up and down stairs totally pain free. I still decided to get the MRI, to confirm the miracle, and it did. The results came back completely clear, God totally healed my knee. The doctor even said I could run as soon as I want to, because there is nothing wrong with my knee. God is awesome, merciful, and kind, even when we don’t deserve it!

     

     -Daniel Dunnivan