| — | Francis Chan. Crazy Love. (via simpleandy) |
Jesus is not a vending machine. You don’t just draw close to him for power in your ministry. You don’t draw close to him so you can pop out some miracles, healings, words of wisdom and knowldge, prophecies, etc. You don’t pay him with your words and time to have him dispense…
Just unfollowed my first tumblr due to multitude of Dr. Who posts.
And yes Daniel, I have watched it. I see no reason why everyone finds it so fascinating. I enjoy Big Bang but I don’t have 10 posts a day about it.
Well, I’m home and rested up, sort of. Meaning I slept more than 6 hours.
This is was so good, just like pretty much every year. Great food, friends, and worship.
The speaker this year talked about “Boldly Going” as it calls us to do in the Bible. She also talked about how this doesn’t mean we are all called to be missionaries and pastors. This can mean “as you keep going”. So as we go about our daily lives we have to keep Jesus as the front of our minds and try to live as His example so others can see Him in us.
This year the young adults were split up, girls and guys since there were about 8 more girls than guys. I was a bit disappointed at first since last year went so well but as the weekend went on God showed me why this was better.
Sunday night after our worship time and session we had communion then went into our small groups. We did it a bit differently as the speaker was in our group, we didn’t follow the questions given to us as she wanted to hear all our testimonies. I had been struggling with wanting to tell people and not all weekend and I knew this was my chance and God was really telling me to do this. As I waited my turn I got really nervous because I’m not one to talk or talk about my struggles or past. But then it came to me, everyone was listening and I started. Most of my story everyone knows so most of it wasn’t too much of a big deal. But when I got up to the present I knew it would be a struggle to tell since no on knew what I was going through except my guidance counselor and my pastor. I have been so ashamed and refused to tell anyone.
But I did it, and a load was lifted.
Now I have to try and push through how I feel and find out where God is leading me.
End story: God is Good. Always.


