I loved Kansas City, MO. And Kansas. I loved them both. Had no clue this city stretched across two states. Actually knew zero about it. Only reason I wanted to stop here was to checkout the International House of Prayer.
For those of you not familiar, in my humble opinion that the International House of Prayer (or IHOPKC for short) is one of the most significant things happening in the church today. Mike Bickle got a call from the Lord to start a prayer movement where there would be 24-7-365 worship and intercession for our nation and the nations of the world. FIFTEEN YEARS LATER prayer and intercession has not ceased for even one minute. New Year’s Eve… they’re praying. Labor Day… they’re praying. 3 AM in the morning… they’re praying. And you can actually watch IHOPKC on live stream and join in. Unbelievable. They also do a ton on the adoption movement, protecting the unborn and stopping human trafficking.
My only hope for our trip to KC was to just stand in that room. Pray where so many others have. Have our girls be able to hear the worship. And that all happened. And it was do special. One night, my wife took Bella there, while I stayed back with the other two. She worshipped and danced till about midnight. Moments like that you remember what matters and you are humbled realizing how good He is.
I knew IHOPKC would be amazing. And it was. What I didn’t expect is that I would LOVE Kansas, City! This place is incredible. It was the picturesque suburban layout like Monmouth County, NJ where I grew up. Rolling hills. Beautiful homes, properly aged a few years. And individually unique. All on the edge of a super clean city filled with great shopping and tons of great eats. I did not get a chance to check out Joe’s KC BBQ, which is consistently rated as one of the best in country. Guess I’ll have to “force” myself back to this incredible city to eat some cue and enjoy the streets.
And did I mention these giant bunny statues that can be found all over downtown? I thought they had to do with Easter since we are here for Easter week. But they actually have nothing to do with Easter, though I am not saying they are against it or anything. They are called the Plaza Bunnies. They were carrying eggs though…
And I also had no clue the Royals just won the world series! I dropped off the face of the earth with sports about a decade ago. But I did remember from my baseball card collecting days that the last time the Royals won the world series I was about 8 years old. I’m glad they won again. I like this city. So much so, I almost bought a Royals t-shirt before I left. But my wife reminded me that even if we never watch baseball on tv, we’re yankee fans and we couldn’t do that. She’s right. I’d just be too embarrassed to wear the shirt after I bought it.
I do very much hope and look forward to the time we will pass through Kansas City again. Kansas City, I salute you!