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| This guy had a pin that said "I swear to drunk I'm not God!" He was pretty in the St. Patricks day spirit! |
Shout outs:
"I invented post-it's"
"My eyelids are yawning"
"OH! My kribs! Wait... there's no 'k' in 'ribs'."
"I found out the most devastating thing today. The keyboardist from Pink Floyd died." (was it Pink Floyd?)
"Good hustle, good hustle."
HI NANNA!! Facetime me sometime kid!
There was so much week 8. In short the lecture was on Lordship. This super high energy guy came in and got us started every morning with a song, which is great because the majority of us students really get connected that way.
He prepared us for Friday throughout the week because on Friday, we really had no idea what to expect. Thursday he told us we would have to bring 4 things the following day.
• 1 - A story of thankfulness going back to only the beginning of this year.
• 2 - a thing of praise. Which really was praising God.
• 3 - A burnt offering. Now that I know my calling I know there will be sacrifices to come. I've always had in the back of my mind that one day I would get married, I wanted a little boy, then a little girl, then to adopt later on... It just always seemed like that's how it would be for me. Now, I know I'll have kids, but again I just thought that I would have a husband that could support me through that and I him. But come Thursday night I realized that might not be God's plan. I might have these dozens of kids without a father... That scares me, but I gave that choice up to God because it is His choice, and I don't want anything to hinder me from that plan. I'm sure as I continue on I'll be dropping more things for Him. I'm scared because I do think that kids deserve to grow up with a father figure and it scares me that I might have to be both to them. I'm going to have grey hair 5 years into this plan. I don't like the idea of not having a husband, but it wont stop me either.
• 4 - A sin offering. I find, no matter how much I try that I continually am judgemental. I might be doing better now, however still hard to say. I know these people, so again it'll be interesting when I return home to see how it's played out. I had a revelation Thursday night (which really prepared me for Friday). I've felt myself being bitter, just not knowing the root of it. In a family of 7 it can be hard to be heard, so sometimes (not always, just sometimes) I decide to not say anything at all. There have been times where there's a fight and I wont be saying anything when someone will say "Why don't you talk? I'm speaking to you! You don't tell us anything and you get mad because we're not hearing you! We can't hear you if you're telling us nothing!". I sometimes just can't form the words to be able to allow it to make sense so I end up just being misunderstood. Then I'm not heard whether I speak or not. I then realized that's why I'm so bitter. I gave that to the cross, and literally an hour later I felt so much better. Thinking about people I was bitter towards I feel no resentment towards them. It's incredible.
After, we went through a process of really engaging with Holy Spirit. After doing some prophesying and praying and crying, our speaker (Mark) asked who would like to speak in tongues. He said it was the easiest thing to do in Holy Spirit. My thought was "Oh that's ridiculous! You're speaking in a completely different language!" But, wanting to give it a shot, I raised my hand. At one point I saw one of the students, Kevin, being prayed over. When I heard him speaking I realized it wasn't English. I went over and was just stoked.
After he decided to finish he asked if I had. I said no, he asked if I would like to. He put his arm around me and started praying. Then he started telling me not to think of myself. To think of Malaysia, just not myself. At that minute I just kind of had a feeling that today wasn't the day. I thought I'd do it sometime during DTS, but tonight wasn't the night. Right then, Kevin said "Think of the cross." I opened my mouth and I can sure tell you I wasn't speaking English. I've never heard of people knowing what they're saying. It almost always seems to be implied that the one speaking wont know what they're saying, but someone else in the room will be able to know. However, I knew exactly what I was saying. I was just worshiping. Praising, glorifying God. I was thanking Him for going to the cross, for everything He had done. How powerful He is. I just knew.
Throughout the night others spoke in tongues through Holy Spirit, others couldn't stand. I found that a lot of the words had 'sh' in them, and began to wonder if I was just making it up (at this point I didn't know what I was saying). But as soon as that thought came, I was speaking a new language that didn't have 'sh' at all in it. The majority was 'm'. This is probably one of the most incredible experiences I'll ever have. And Mark was right. This is so easy once you figure out how to do it, there's no trouble reconnecting.
Now, it's not like I go around gibbering it up in another language, but there comes points (often during worship or praying for other people) where I feel bubbling inside of me and it's like I just need to vomit words. I feel them forming, I know what to say before I say it though I don't know what I'm saying. Just my experience but it's cool and not freaky at all!
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Week9 Frank came to discuss Holy Spirit. This'll be much shorter. Monday, there was an issue with the flights, so Frank showed up later than supposed to, so we didn't have class Monday. We made up for it Tuesday night and Wednesday morning. Really, I don't know how much I got. Things clicked but I'm beginning to realize that unless I'm truly in tune with God I don't get all these "Oh yeahhhh" moments. We discussed a few weeks ago how there is a choice everyday to be made, to either get back up on the alter and give the day to the Lord, or not. To make that choice of yes or no at every point.
We played a game, one of which everyone knows of. Someone has a piece of paper on their forehead. They have to guess what it says, but only using yes or no questions. When the response is no, you know that isn't the right direction and you have to change it. God is sort of the same. You can be walking along, minding your business, when God will suddenly be all like "Woah!! Stop! Not there. Nuh uh. Nope." So, if it is your will to do God's will, you'll change direction. I'm going to have to remember that one for when I return home.
Thursday we had to write our name on a piece of paper, and at the end of class draw a name from the box. Whosever name you drew you had to pray and ask God 1. What He wanted to say to that person, 2. How to say it. What you say is important, but the bigger thing is how you say/do it. I mean, if you love someone you can look at them, tell them in a monotone voice that you love them, but that probably wouldn't mean as much as you say giving them a lovely hug and whispering in their ear that you love them.
I don't know how to explain what the person did for me. It was actions. It was sweet.
Well that might just be the end of my time for the last two weeks. I'll try to write Saturday or Sunday. It's gunna be CRAZY though!! Saturday we get to go SURFING!! AND IT'S GUNNA BE GORGEOUS! Sunday we have a bake sale at the church and after a carwash as fundraisers. It's going to be great (:
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