#MoveIn #PrayerJourney

The Prayer Journey is a day of vision and prayer that MoveIn has organized. I’ll be running 10 kilometres through North York through different parts of the city (“patches”) which have no MoveIn teams yet. These patches are areas with many unreached, urban poor people and MoveIn seeks to have teams of regular Christians prayerfully moving in to these areas to share Christ’s love. 

(#tb MoveIn - Jane & Finch patch)

Another aspect of the Prayer Journey is to raise money for the Global Vision Fund, which resources MoveIn’s work forming new teams around the world. Whether paying the conference fees for a college student (MoveIn’s annual conference is awesome!) or sending a staff member to a missions conference in Germany, this fund helps to expand the vision and reach of MoveIn globally.

I’m writing to ask if you’d consider sponsoring me in this 10km Prayer Journey - giving online is simple and would be a big encouragement to me! To donate, please click the picture below and you can pick my name 'Julius' from the drop-down list. My goal is $500.

Thanks for considering this - I really appreciate it!

March Break (Jr. High Youth) Retreat 2015 VIDEO

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Filmed & Edited by: "Melody" (UPT Camp Freedom YMAD intern)

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Thank you for all of your continued prayers and support!

If the Lord leads you to not just support me in prayer but investing financially as well, I would love and appreciate that very much as I am in huge need of ***MONTHLY SUPPORTERS***. Please view the "PRAYER & SUPPORT" section on the right side of this blog.

By supporting and partnering with me, you will have a direct impact on the ministry God has called me to.

Thank you for sharing in this opportunity with me to influence the lives of many of God’s people.

WASTED YEARS

I looked upon a farm one day,

That once I used to own;

The barn had fallen to the ground

The fields were overgrown

The house in which my children grew,

Where we had lived for years--

I turned to see it broken down,

And brushed aside the tears.

I looked upon my soul one day,

To find it too, had grown

With thorns and thistles everywhere

The seeds neglect had sown.

The years had passed while I had cared 

For things of lesser worth;

The things of heaven I let go

While minding things on earth.

To Christ I turned with bitter tears,

And cried, "O Lord, forgive!

I haven't much time left for Thee,

Not many years to live."

The wasted years forever gone,

The days I can't recall;

If I could live those days again,

I'd make him Lord of all.

- Unknown -