The lights were dimmed and the music started playing. One worship song after another. There aren’t many people, but once they started praying, it felt like I was in the middle of a huge crowd. Everybody closed their eyes. Some sang along with the band. Some laughed. Some cried. Some hummed and whispered their prayers.
I listened to every word of the song, perfectly matched with the lovely voice of the lead vocal. I tried to understand the meaning and the message. I listened to the people around me. To their laughs. To their cries. To their singing. And I prayed. And soaked in the presence of God. It was like that for about an hour. But it didn’t feel that long.
It was a bit of a culture shock (the loud laughs and cries), it being my first time to attend soaking (aka prayer night). (Although there were times in college when I was able to attend some Christian fellowship, prayed with them, joined a cell group, heard people speak in tongues.) But it was a great experience. I was with my husband, a college sister, and a college brother. I hope to be back again. (Just don’t mention the Friday traffic we had to endure to get to the place. :) )
Thank you, Krish, for inviting us, and Destiny Makati for being so accommodating.