Worship Is Life part 2
After lunch Pastor Jason gave a sermon. He was also the worship leader (which is ironic because he actually couldn't sing when he was younger). What stood out to me was when he said that he would be perfectly fine if God took him into heaven tomorrow because that would just mean that he would see Jesus sooner. I mentioned this in my last post but I was asked myself would I be happy if God took my life right now? Would I be satisfied?
We played games after, and guess who's sisters beat everybody...Then it was break time. It was so cold at Summit Lake that the snow that gently came down throughout the day was basically ice on the ground. So Grace Seo (haha see what I did there), JoyMaria Stephanie Kim, Josey, Ashia, Youjin and I when down this hill that was near our cabin. We used our jackets as sleds because it was the perfect weather to go sledding. It was so fun:)
Dinner was like big pieces of chicken.
Pastor Jane gave another message. What stood out to me was A.S.K. Ask, Seek, Knock. Asking is easy, christians do it all the time. *I do it all the time. We always ask God, "why are you doing this to me?" and "why can't i do this?" or "can you give me this?" Seeking is harder. Pastor Jane gave an example of playing Hide and Seek. Not many people want to be the seeker because you have to be the person to find. Even fewer people want to stand outside the door, waiting for you to open it while they knock. Also what I thought was interesting was when she said that Jesus was a gentleman. He won't waltz into your house and go to your fridge. Instead he will wait patiently for you to open the door yourself and YOU have the choice to do that.
Pastor Jane asked something like,"those who feel like they want to meet God and soften your harden hearts raise your hands." My hand went up to the air. "Those who's hand are up, I want you to come up to the front." I went up to the front. The first thing she said was "repent." I remember just standing there facing the brick wall, eyes closed. I poured out my heart, realizing the real cost of my sin. God is generous and merciful that he gave Jesus to save me because I carelessly sin. People were praying for us and I felt Pastor Jane's hand on me.
"Holy Spirit come. Holy Spirit come. Holy Spirit come." The last time she said "holy spirit come" I immediately started crying. I felt the Holy Spirt there in the presence, inside of me. The feeling...was so great. All these emotion stirred inside of me and I just wanted to praise God and to be with God and to worship God. As I'm standing there, tears were streaming down my wet face taking it all in. The emptiness in my heart vanished, and I needed to express how awesome God is. Worship is every element saying "God you are number 1" so that is what I was doing. It was one of the moments that I knew I wouldn't forget, because I felt so good. Even when I grow old and the memory is faint I hope I will still be able to welcome the Holy Spirit anywhere I go.
Then she asked the people that came to the front to make a circle. Then the people that were behind us surrounded us. I started crying again (ok so I'm emotional..don't judge.) I was crying because I realized the support I had. I was so lucky to have a christian family because even though we came from different places and have different stories, we are just here for one important reason. That reason is God.
The prayers really gave me energy. (It's always nice to have people praying for you;) After a few minutes Pastor Jane said something like,"There's a girl here that I have seen that changed a lot from when she first entered this building. She is now saved and I want her to pray for us." I was still in the moment but I finally opened my eyes and I could feel the tears on my eyelashes. Pastor Jane was standing in front of me with the microphone.
"How old are you?"
"12." My voice sounded really weird because I had been crying so much.
"Can you pray for us?" I then started praying out loud and I don't remember much of it except "you are the most important thing the rest of the things in this world don't matter" and "I pray that the people in here that are not saved yet to be saved because it is not worth it to waste your time." (Ohmygosh my voice sounded reallly bad because I had been crying so much. I was pausing and kind of like hiccuping and my voice was cracking..) After other altar calls, we had praise and this praise felt real. When I was singing, I was truly happy to be worshiping God.
"GOD'S NOT DEAD HE'S SURELY ALIVE HE'S LIVING ON THE INSIDE ROARING LIKE A LIONNN."
Pastor Jane asked something like,"those who feel like they want to meet God and soften your harden hearts raise your hands." My hand went up to the air. "Those who's hand are up, I want you to come up to the front." I went up to the front. The first thing she said was "repent." I remember just standing there facing the brick wall, eyes closed. I poured out my heart, realizing the real cost of my sin. God is generous and merciful that he gave Jesus to save me because I carelessly sin. People were praying for us and I felt Pastor Jane's hand on me.
"Holy Spirit come. Holy Spirit come. Holy Spirit come." The last time she said "holy spirit come" I immediately started crying. I felt the Holy Spirt there in the presence, inside of me. The feeling...was so great. All these emotion stirred inside of me and I just wanted to praise God and to be with God and to worship God. As I'm standing there, tears were streaming down my wet face taking it all in. The emptiness in my heart vanished, and I needed to express how awesome God is. Worship is every element saying "God you are number 1" so that is what I was doing. It was one of the moments that I knew I wouldn't forget, because I felt so good. Even when I grow old and the memory is faint I hope I will still be able to welcome the Holy Spirit anywhere I go.
Then she asked the people that came to the front to make a circle. Then the people that were behind us surrounded us. I started crying again (ok so I'm emotional..don't judge.) I was crying because I realized the support I had. I was so lucky to have a christian family because even though we came from different places and have different stories, we are just here for one important reason. That reason is God.
The prayers really gave me energy. (It's always nice to have people praying for you;) After a few minutes Pastor Jane said something like,"There's a girl here that I have seen that changed a lot from when she first entered this building. She is now saved and I want her to pray for us." I was still in the moment but I finally opened my eyes and I could feel the tears on my eyelashes. Pastor Jane was standing in front of me with the microphone.
"How old are you?"
"12." My voice sounded really weird because I had been crying so much.
"Can you pray for us?" I then started praying out loud and I don't remember much of it except "you are the most important thing the rest of the things in this world don't matter" and "I pray that the people in here that are not saved yet to be saved because it is not worth it to waste your time." (Ohmygosh my voice sounded reallly bad because I had been crying so much. I was pausing and kind of like hiccuping and my voice was cracking..) After other altar calls, we had praise and this praise felt real. When I was singing, I was truly happy to be worshiping God.
"GOD'S NOT DEAD HE'S SURELY ALIVE HE'S LIVING ON THE INSIDE ROARING LIKE A LIONNN."
One thing I've been learning as I get older is to remember that first encounter with God. It's cliche, but life only gets harder and busier as you get older, and you will lose sight of God more and more. Don't ever forget your encounters with God because they will remind you of His goodness. "Taste and see that the Lord is good."
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