SUNDAY EVENING SESSION

To start the prayer meeting, Amy shared a vision that she had that looked similar to a neuron.  The image was that we [Calvary Corvallis] are the center of the neuron with branches extending out from the center.  The extensions are connected to people who attended here at some point.  

She also shared that when neurons aren't used they deteriorate and disintegrate.  Likewise, relationships and connections die when we don't reach out to each other.

Pastor Rob encouraged each of us to reach out to those we love who might need to be reached out to.

The night was rich as we started with the focus on Jesus.  Jesus is the reason we gather, the reason we have hope and the reason we find healing.  Each year, we've seen God move in mighty and powerful way.  Yet also in the small and intimate.  We serve a big God who is concerned not only for the big impactful lifechanging moments but also the daily mundane.  This week,  we are challenged and encouraged to let God into each piece of our lives, to find the safety in His arms and the hearts of those who gathered on the very rainy Sunday night.

We each have things on our hearts:  health diagnosis, loved ones far from us and God, direction, healing and unity.  Fasting and prayer seem to draw our hearts closer to each other as we search and press into God's heart for ourselves and others.  Unity is beginning to develop because of vulnerability and hope.  God is hearing us and unwrapping, thawing and molding each of us close to His image because we are made in it.  The work is beautiful.  As this night begins to conclude, God is just beginning His work in all the lives connected to Calvary Corvallis.

Tomorrow we will be back together in person at 6am in the Prayer Chapel or 7am on Zoom!

There was a special treat last night as we were joined by three other churches.  Pastor John, from Newberg, shared a vision with our circle that he had about visiting tonight’s prayer meeting. He said he pictured taking a hot coal from the fire in Corvallis and bringing it to the church in Newberg, then blowing on it to stoke a new fire there.

It's so exciting to see how the Lord uses this week within our community and others!

Grew up in a Christ-like family
Cliche’, Type-A kind of testimony
Life is going well, tho I couldn’t spell
Then on Sunday’s preacher preaching told me he’d say Hell

Hell, yeah that was what he’d yell
“Your soul is full of sin, Josh. You’re going to hell”
Man, at five years old I wasn’t with that
So for the next twelve years I tried to kick back

Relax, and go with the flow
But my parents kept pressing about the dos and the donts
So I felt like my life was never turning out right
Like every choice I ever made was a spiritual fight

At Hume Lake, Southern California I came for the swimming there
But my life was starting to begin there
Taught God’s love and my mind started spinning there and God’s salvation was the thing I was winning

Hand on my heart, like a door, he be knocking
Breaking the parts of the soul, I’ve been blocking
Thinking that my life is too far, too burnt but
Through his son’s blood, that when I started screaming

(I’m turnt, I’m turnt!) Through his word, I be healing
(I’m turnt, I’m turnt! It’s His Grace that I’m needing
(I’m turnt, I’m turnt!) Daily bread I be feeding
And through his son’s blood, I’m never turning back

From pornhub, to strip clubs, to actually doing it
That’s three big reason why I should be up here doing this
Reasons why a woman’ll never take my last name
Reasons why I don’t deserve the grace, only blame

But then I remember, Jesus changed up the game
Cause on that cross, he took the sin and the shame
So if I ever feel there’s not enough grace god can give me,
It’s always HIS voice that says he forgives me

But I’ve been thinking about a new form of heresy
Sin one second, then we next ask for mercy
What kind of backwards way of living my faith
Tripping over myself, abusing God’s grace

I’m at a point now where I gotta draw a line
Do I keep on sinning, or is it finally time
To put my faith in his strength, even if withdrawal’s rough
Cause this young man says, enough is enough!

And his Hand’s on my heart, like a door, he be knocking
Breaking the parts of the soul, I’ve been blocking
Thinking that my life is too far, too burnt but
Through his son’s blood, you know I started screaming

(I’m turnt, I’m turnt!) Through his word, I be healing
(I’m turnt, I’m turnt! It’s His Grace that I’m needing
(I’m turnt, I’m turnt!) Daily bread I be feeding
And through his son’s blood, I’m never turning back

Cause for the first time, I started loving Christ-like
Read his Word every night under a night light
Josh Moe with a fresh new love of Christianity
But one year later, I’d love my virginity?

Maybe Bible college will go and set my life up right
I’ll be taught about his word and I’ll be back in the light
But sin has a way, of holding onto you tight
Like a porno war, I wasn’t winning the fight

And as someone who’s been fighting for about 8 months
Put your faith in God and he’ll consider it done
And there’ll be days, yeah, occasionally, you’ll slip back up
But like a bike, you gotta pick yourself back up