Heavens torn open

I love sitting in silence and listening to the rain and the shouts of thunder from heaven as God washes the earth. This morning, in the few moments of thunder that was heard, I recalled a song that I heard a few months ago at the Refuge Conferance that I attended. I immediatly came to work and looked up the lyrics of the song and every singe line of the song said 'this is YOUR song'. This is MY year. My year to see change, my year to rise up. I keep having visions of Canada's youth being dry and dead - lying flat on the ground. But soon, they will be lying flat in reverance to God and then slowingly standing to pronounce that they are Jesus followers. It's about time!

This is the year all of our tears will be dried

All of our promises will not be denied

This is the year hope for our nation will rise

Dreams that were sleeping will now come alive

Valleys raised up and mountains brought low

He'll come with such glory the whole earth will know that

GOD HE IS HERE

THE HEAVENS TORN OPEN

THE NATIONS WILL FEAR

GOD HE IS HERETHE HOUR IS UPON US

THE KINGDOM'S DRAWN NEAR

SO DANCE AND SING AND COME BRING YOUR OFFERING

This is the year the spirit of the Lord will anointSaints with authority to stand up and fight

This is the year passion will be lit again

(Heather Clark Band)

Fires that were fading will burn strong and bring

The church will triumph once more

Great shouts of victory will rise for His name