I know this is typically something i would write in my Year of Thanks blog, but i want to share it here because i want to tell God all about tonight. I know He was there, but i want Him to hear how it felt to me.
Dad,
First off, wow. Tonight was incredible. It started off so typical; music, chit chat, laughter, giggles from girls to guys and then worship and BAM. Kids started trickling to the altar, sometimes in ones, sometimes clusters. They were holding each other, praying together, confessing sins, sharing life. It was incredible. Next thing you know, Chad's wife Kim is down on her face, weeping over her dad being in the hospital. That was so cool to me because i think as we get to be adults we can forget that we need to be on our knees too. We forget that we need you. We just plain forget. I got to pray with several kids as well as just wrap my arms around them, singing softly, praying or just holding them. It was such a precious night.
I was thinking God how pain can be so hard to accept sometimes, but tonight seeing broken hearts, faces on the ground pouring out hurt and petitioning for others, i can't help, but feel the pain is worth it. Because without the pain, sorrow, and hurt, we could never experience healing, grace, and peace surpassing understanding. I can't speak for others, but i wouldn't trade such grace and undeserved forgiveness for anything. The pain is nothing compared to that.
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