Okay so, the week is only half over and it's been REALLY good. Sunday was pretty normal, though the speaker in church that morning was different. I don't remember much of what he talked about just cause he had one of those voices that's hard to listen to. That evening Becky preached and she's always really good. She used several verses, although I don't remember them now, that I loved and want to reference in my comic that I'm make. I want to make the comic as Christian as I can but that's hard because I'm using Greek gods and magic in it. I can however still reference things like that. What she'd used in her sermon was something about lions prowling and just waiting for the moment to strike. A few weeks ago the pastor had taught on the fact that fear has a place in our lives. So I just thought those things went together perfectly and it's easy enough to incorporate that into my comic.
Monday my sister and Garland took us to revival cause my mum was working. I spent so much of the evening mad simply because Garland was in the room with me. I knew full well he had just as much reason to be there as I did but I was too blinded by anger to care. So I spent that sermon writing a rant in the notebook I'd taken. I have no clue what Jason spoke on. I just sat there writing in my notebook until the alter call/worship service. At that point I just, everything that I'd been brooding over absolutely broke out. I had to go up to the alter and pray because I couldn't keep going with that much anger. During my praying one of the ladies of the church came and prayed over me, cause that's how my church is. One of the things she said was protection over me and that made me realize I spend so much time trying to protect my friends, family and strangers even, that I don't protect myself. So I just broke into tears again and had to keep praying because I need protection. I can't protect myself. I need God there to protect me. During the closing of service my youth pastor came over to talk to me and ask what I'd been praying about. I told him a little but didn't go into detail as my sister was next to us. That alone is impressive because I rarely ever tell Jason anything (Different Jason than the one who spoke the sermon that evening).
There was also a smaller distraction I'd been struggling with called Connor. He's cute and funny and a nerd. Apparently he has really soft hair. Like so freaking soft. Alea, Anna, Michael and I stood there petting him after service tonight cause soft hair. Anyways he was a slight distraction despite my lack of interest in dating. I can't deny liking him. He's not a distraction anymore however. Not to say I don't like him but he's not distracting me anymore. That part of my need for focus I didn't tell Jason because Connor is his nephew.
Tonight was the final day of revival, which is odd as it normally would include Wednesday as well. However it didn't. The speaker was a young man in the church named Tim and I love hearing him talk. I actually took notes on what he was saying, although it wasn't a lot of notes. He talked a lot about how Christians don't have a perfect life. People butter up our lives as if they are perfect but while we are here on earth we will suffer just as much torment as atheists and people from other religions do. That really stuck with me cause right now my friend Tony has sorta been questioning following God so I can see Him setting stuff up for me to witness to her.
After he stopped preaching he of course opened the alter to anyone while the praise team sang. Alea went up to pray and shortly after Brooke, then Michael, then I followed and prayed with her. Sometime or another Anna, Alea's little sister, came up as well. After a bit Michael pulled away from praying for Alea, focusing on himself. I continued praying for Alea until she was done then both of us, as well as all of the surrounding people, prayed for Michael. I don't know what they were actually praying for so I didn't know what to really say, but the songs that the praise team was singing, worked as the words of a prayer. So I sang in prayer. When Michael sat up I of course followed and noticed that nearly the whole church was gathered around. The only people not there was a few elders and the people running sound or on stage. Besides that everyone was gathered around Michael praying for him. When he recovered he could barely stand because he was shaking so much. I had to help him stay upright, and even then he still sat back down. Once church was dismissed it was hugs all around, cause after that everyone needs hugs.
Anna really surprised me though. She goes to a Nazarene church so they don't have alter calls, or speaking in tongues or jumping and dancing or yelling but she was totally okay with all of it. She's ten and she was in an environment she wasn't used to. It was her choice to come, but the way she handled being around people she didn't know doing things she wasn't used to, that surprised me. Honestly, I'm very proud of her. She wasn't freaked out in the least bit and that's amazing.
All in all it was an amazing revival. I can see where God was working and is continuing to work in my life, Alea's, Michael's, just everyone's.
Monday my sister and Garland took us to revival cause my mum was working. I spent so much of the evening mad simply because Garland was in the room with me. I knew full well he had just as much reason to be there as I did but I was too blinded by anger to care. So I spent that sermon writing a rant in the notebook I'd taken. I have no clue what Jason spoke on. I just sat there writing in my notebook until the alter call/worship service. At that point I just, everything that I'd been brooding over absolutely broke out. I had to go up to the alter and pray because I couldn't keep going with that much anger. During my praying one of the ladies of the church came and prayed over me, cause that's how my church is. One of the things she said was protection over me and that made me realize I spend so much time trying to protect my friends, family and strangers even, that I don't protect myself. So I just broke into tears again and had to keep praying because I need protection. I can't protect myself. I need God there to protect me. During the closing of service my youth pastor came over to talk to me and ask what I'd been praying about. I told him a little but didn't go into detail as my sister was next to us. That alone is impressive because I rarely ever tell Jason anything (Different Jason than the one who spoke the sermon that evening).
There was also a smaller distraction I'd been struggling with called Connor. He's cute and funny and a nerd. Apparently he has really soft hair. Like so freaking soft. Alea, Anna, Michael and I stood there petting him after service tonight cause soft hair. Anyways he was a slight distraction despite my lack of interest in dating. I can't deny liking him. He's not a distraction anymore however. Not to say I don't like him but he's not distracting me anymore. That part of my need for focus I didn't tell Jason because Connor is his nephew.
Tonight was the final day of revival, which is odd as it normally would include Wednesday as well. However it didn't. The speaker was a young man in the church named Tim and I love hearing him talk. I actually took notes on what he was saying, although it wasn't a lot of notes. He talked a lot about how Christians don't have a perfect life. People butter up our lives as if they are perfect but while we are here on earth we will suffer just as much torment as atheists and people from other religions do. That really stuck with me cause right now my friend Tony has sorta been questioning following God so I can see Him setting stuff up for me to witness to her.
After he stopped preaching he of course opened the alter to anyone while the praise team sang. Alea went up to pray and shortly after Brooke, then Michael, then I followed and prayed with her. Sometime or another Anna, Alea's little sister, came up as well. After a bit Michael pulled away from praying for Alea, focusing on himself. I continued praying for Alea until she was done then both of us, as well as all of the surrounding people, prayed for Michael. I don't know what they were actually praying for so I didn't know what to really say, but the songs that the praise team was singing, worked as the words of a prayer. So I sang in prayer. When Michael sat up I of course followed and noticed that nearly the whole church was gathered around. The only people not there was a few elders and the people running sound or on stage. Besides that everyone was gathered around Michael praying for him. When he recovered he could barely stand because he was shaking so much. I had to help him stay upright, and even then he still sat back down. Once church was dismissed it was hugs all around, cause after that everyone needs hugs.
Anna really surprised me though. She goes to a Nazarene church so they don't have alter calls, or speaking in tongues or jumping and dancing or yelling but she was totally okay with all of it. She's ten and she was in an environment she wasn't used to. It was her choice to come, but the way she handled being around people she didn't know doing things she wasn't used to, that surprised me. Honestly, I'm very proud of her. She wasn't freaked out in the least bit and that's amazing.
All in all it was an amazing revival. I can see where God was working and is continuing to work in my life, Alea's, Michael's, just everyone's.
