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I will bring them to My holy mountain and make them joyful in My house of prayer. Their burnt offerings and sacrifices will be accepted on My altar, for My house will be called a house of prayer for all the nations. ISAIAH 56:7

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ecently, I had an impactful personal experience. I was in Vancouver, Canada, with a group of associates, dining at a fine restaurant that was a two-hour drive from our original meeting place. We left the welcoming warmth of the upscale eatery and headed down the freeway, basking in the afterglow of fellowship. We took a turnoff that would lead us to a border point so we could return to the United States, where we were staying in our host's lovely guesthouse. As we funneled into the major downtown street in the comfy supersized SUV, from nowhere yet everywhere, we were suddenly surrounded. A hoard of 400+ (or so it seemed) rag-tag men and women, all ages and races, sunken eyes, mismatched clothes, unwashed, with a haunting look of unreachable need came lumbering toward, around, and behind us. I was shocked, and I was afraid. It was as if I'd been suddenly dropped into Night of the Living Dead. I felt vulnerable and confused like there was a bullseye on us. The disparity between us and the people was shocking. We wanted to get past the crowds for so many reasons, but most importantly, we were approaching the curfew of the border checkpoint, which closed at midnight. I was afraid we might not make it at all.

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