Just stumbled upon an acoustic version of an old worship song.
Reminded me of my high school/early intern days.
I miss those times.
The times with a few close friends, an acoustic guitar, genuine heart-felt prayer & worship, and great fellowship.
I miss the small moments with the presence of Jesus.
I miss the sharing of tender hearts as His presence lingered, light strum still going…
Then when those close friends would pray for each other, letting their gifts work naturally.
Those times are some of the most edifying.
These are the memories I still cherish so much.
Tomorrow night (technically tonight) I am attending my first Freedom Conference at the place I now call home with the best people I could ever imagine.
Although I had to miss tonight's leadership session, which is very disappointing, I am excited for the service coming.
I am ready for the feeling in my spirit I haven't felt in a long time.
I am ready to break free from this last month that has challenged me so intensely.
I am ready to let things go and heal… again.
I feel like God is never finished.
Right now, in this moment, after a very emotional and hard day, I am thankful.
I feel all the angst and anxiety leaving me.
I am feeling the peace of God as "None but Jesus" plays…
I am thinking where God has taken me over the years.
I am thinking of this past season of my life and how thankful I am to be where I am now.
I am thankful to call C3 home.
I am thankful of the people I get to call family.
I am thankful for my deep spirited friends I have had in my life for a while now and the newer ones I have been so blessed to have in my life.
I am thinking of the future God has for me and every one of my friends.
Thankful does not even begin to express what I feel.
How I need these moments of reflection...
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