Every Place On Which The Sole Of Your Foot Treads

Yesterday for a short (lunch) hour, a small motley crew of business people became scouts and soldiers for the King, praying the land around the CBD..

An interesting coincedence tt i take as a little something from Dad - the first place we passed, of all the tall buildings in the CBD, was one of my company's office blocks, where we prayed for the industry. The very same industry my grandfather was so involved in two generations ago.

Over the time prayers went up for our leaders, regarding the IR, against debt n greed, bad business practices, and more. During that walk, i felt God's presence probably as strong as I had every felt over these months in the office, and tt was time well spent.

My prayer partner who was a businessman treated me to lunch too... it *is* nice to be in the body :)

*camouflages armour n sword under office wear*

*back to work*