About a month or so ago my dad randomly asked me, “What do you think about me going homeless for 40 days?” As fear and worry ran through me, I immediately blurted out “NO WAY”. And then I thought homeless…. in VALLEJO? And then I really started giving him a case on how I did NOT like or approve of this idea at all. I thought no, other pastors or in fact anyone I know of has ever done this, why does this have to be you, why do you have to be the one to suffer?
And he replied with… because I really feel like God is telling me to. Like God wants someone to pray and fast for this city like never before.
Even though I don’t get why HE has to do this, deep down inside I know why.
God knows he is strong enough.
So for the last week my dad has been living homeless and fasting with water only. And for the last week I have had crying nights and anxiety attacks. He has 34 days to go.
As much as he doesn’t like me to say this or take credit for what he is doing…
He’s my hero, my inspiration, He’s the craziest man of God I know and I thank God everyday for putting him in my life.
He has set up a camp in the outer hills so he can look down on the city but tonight will be his first night in the actual city. He will be sleeping on the streets with the “People of the Night” the gangs, prostitutes, homeless and this especially makes me VERY WORRIED.
Vallejo is not your cute little safe city, a couple years ago it “won” the “Most Dying City in America” title and has gone downhill from there. Crime floods the streets every day…
It needs someone to stand up in its place and pray for a new found freedom and deliverance that this city needs soooo desperately.
I am proud to say MY dad is doing just that.
Please say a prayer for him as he continues on this journey.