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Date: May 26, 2004

This encouragement is submitted by Greg Banhnik (TBachnik@aol.com)

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  [We usually publish corporate words on this list, but occasionally we
   publish an encouragement that we believe is birthed from the Spirit 
   of the Lord.  The following is such an encouragement on the subject
   of prayers of agreement, as per Matt 18:19-20, "Again, I tell you 
   that if two of you on earth agree about anything you ask for, it will 
   be done for you by My Father in heaven. For where two or three come 
   together in My name, there am I with them."]



                            Boom, Boom, Boom!

In the Spirit I heard, Boom, Boom, Boom!  Like a song, each verse with 
three booms, and verse after verse.  The sound has grown.  At first it 
was like a few voices, but each in perfect timing, agreeing together.  
Now it is like a one thousand voice men's choir, perfectly rehearsed.  
They are speaking this, almost at the top of their lungs and there is 
a supernatural aspect that is calling to each of us to join in this 
chorus: Boom, Boom, Boom.  Each utterance now takes minutes it seems for 
the reverberations to echo through the expanse of the Spirit.  The sound 
is growing, the power in it is growing, the inevitability in each Boom 
growing.  

And what is this sound?  I first heard it praying for a boy bound.  
Instantly I knew, it is a battering ram in the spirit. It is the agreement 
of the prayers of all the saints in all the ages joining together and 
synergizing into a supernatural battering ram of such size and dimension 
that no wall, no barrier can long withstand the relentless blows.  

Can you feel the walls beginning to quake under the relentless onslaught?  
And the joy of the saints is increasing with each blow as we see in the 
Spirit that nothing can stop this.  And the power of the thing is not only 
increasing because of the thousands that join with each successive blow 
but also the reinvigoration of all of us to put every fiber of our being 
into the next blow because we just know it will be the last.