717 Immanuel Way

"Behold, the virgin shall be with child, and bear a Son, and they shall call His name Immanuel," which is translated, "God with us." Matthew 1:23

Journey with me if you will, to a place in your mind that we all wish existed, this place is where all of our prayer requests are received, the address? Well let's just say it's divine -it’s 717 Emmanuel Way. It's the corner house on the right, it needs no further introduction, it's exquisite! No, I've never been inside, but rumor has it, it has healing properties just by walking past it, and they say the postman delivers tons of mail there daily.

Oh, who's they? The neighbors of course. Some say the surrounding homes are owned by the Gentleman in the Exquisite House, and the neighbors are unusually quiet but very polite and helpful - the children say they're Angels, and each house has a different set of assignments to help those in need. I say, “sure why not,” we need all the help and kindness we can get.

Now, on this particular Sunday morning while the city was peaceful and quiet, I heard a dog barking off in the distance so I peered out the kitchen window but at that very moment the dog stopped barking almost as if it knew I was watching, and to the wonder of my eyes a bright ray of light with iridescent shimmers twinkling about, glowed around the silhouette of a man, no wait, it's three men!

Simultaneously they turned and looked at me, but I was  frozen, still looking at them, now looking at me! In any other circumstances I would have looked away, I would have apologized for staring. But this was no ordinary day, this day was very unusual in the most beautiful type of way. I believe it's true, I believe that 717 Emmanuel Way is really a divine Exquisite House that takes prayer requests and heals those that walk by.

 Oh, my dear, have I stumbled upon the truth? Is Emmanuel Way really God be with Us, and He is truly The Way, The Truth, and The Life? Oh my goodness, I need tell my friends, I should text, I should call, I should write and tell everyone but wait, they're walking towards my house! Oh dear, what should I do? They’re ringing my doorbell, so I try to pry my frozen feet from the floor and slowly walk towards the door but then my brain decides to have a Martha moment, is my house tidy?! Stop thinking so much and open the door; with my hand on my chest nervous but curiously excited and with a warm feeling of being loved, I opened the door and they smiled at me and called me by name (I’m shaking, I feel my legs wanting to fail me) and ask, ” do you have a prayer request that you would like Us to handle?”  Yes,  yes of course please pray for my family, each and every one of them, pray for those that don't know you, pray for my friends, and yes, please pray for me, and they looked at me and smiled and said, “It is Finished!”