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Writing from My Heart
4/29/2008
God Moved
4/27/08 7:29 pm
For several months now God's been dealing with me about showing my spirituality in front of my parents. I knew it shouldn't be a problem, but for some reason I was ashamed. The past few weeks God's been dealing with me on asking for prayer and going to the alter. Today that came to an end.
8 weeks ago now I sprained my ankle and God wanted me to go to one of the prayer team and ask for healing, but I didn't want to. I was scared or ashamed or something like that. Maybe it was the fact that I don't like asking for help or who knows, but either way I kept making excuses not to go and I felt really guilty doing so.
Today church started as normal singing (we introduced a new song and I think everyone loved the song), prayer, then pastor had a skit performed. The skit was on defending your faith. It started with a professor talking to his class on why God isn't real. He takes a few questions and dismisses class. One of the students comes up to him afterward and asks, "What if you're wrong?" The teacher quickly shies away.
The students are left miming to a song by Nicole Nordeman. In the drama one student (the believer) leads another to Christ then the students pack up and leave. The professor comes back to clean his stuff up and finds the open Bible and starts reading and gets saved. Then the believer comes looking for his Bible and finds the professor crying. They exchange some words and he lets the professor keep the Bible. And they all walk off stage.
Afterwards Jason read the blog he wrote "What if you're right?" That's pretty much what started the chain reaction because after that pastor gave an alter invitation. I sat in my pew wrestling with God. I confessed the doubts I was having, I asked for forgiveness, and God told me to go to the alter. I didn't want to. I don't like the alter. I told God that and begged him to not make me go.
I quickly realized that I wouldn't have peace until I went, so I got up and went. Once I was at the alter I cried even harder. I prayed and told God that I was scared and uncomfortable. God calmed me down saying that, "If you're comfortable, what are you doing for Me?" That's all He wanted, obedience.
Mom and two other ladies came and prayed with me. At first it made me up tight, but I calmed down and was ok. When we were done praying one of the ladies asked if I wanted to talk about what I was dealing with. I told her I would be alright and I honestly mean that. I'll be ok.
Then I hunter for some Kleenex and went on stage to play. We played an old song while others were still praying. After a while we changed to the new song. I felt like dancing during this service but there weren't any songs I knew on the list. And with everyone at the alter still it probably wouldn't have been a good time to dance anyway.
After everyone was done praying pastor asked for testimonies. A lot of the youth gave theirs. I did.
Also, a little funny part, when one of the men was testifying he apologized for his wife standing on the pew so she could reach one of the taller youth to pray with him.
Thank You Daddy. |
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