Happy Sunday! For the first time (I think ever) I’m participating in the Sabbath today! Week one has been AMAZING and so fruitful. I also didn’t think I would ever be using the word fruitful to be honest but that’s the best way to describe my week. I journaled a few times this week so I think for my blog this week I might just do a few of those; enjoy!
September 3, 5:43 pm-
It’s day two (really day three but second full day here). This is unlike anything I’ve ever been apart of. People long for Christ here and are on fire with him. The Holy Spirit, which I’m begging to learn a lot about, Is prevalent here and I’m in awe. The joy here is so real and so pure and I’m pretty sure its because it’s joy found through a relationship with the Father.
Day one was for sure the hardest- it was extremely overwhelming – but I also was spiritually broken. I feel like I’ve always “followed” Christ, but was I actually living with him everyday? At first I felt like I was walking through that feeling alone but as I’ve grown closer with my squad, I’ve been able to find comfort and beauty in the fact that we are all broken and are seeking the same solution- Jesus. We’re all broken pieces but Christ fixes us and there’s comfort in that. And from what I know, that’s exactly what the Gospel is; simple as that. God wants to find us in that brokenness and live/walk with us out of it.
September 6, 8:26 am-
IT’S DAY 5 AND I LEGIT LOVE THIS PLACE SO MUCH! IT’S TRULY UNLIKE ANYWHERE ELSE. There’s not the ‘lukewarm” Christian’s here which is just so new to me. I am fully present and seen and welcomed and LOVED. This place genuinely feels like a hug (weird analogy but it fits). I felt almost shameful when I entered about not living completely in my faith and the Lord I thought that I wouldn’t be “enough” for this place and these people but I’ve learned that everyone has been able to relate to that fear. All my fears are gone as of now. My faith has grown tremendously- even just my knowledge of scripture and of the Holy Spirit. I’ve learned that the Holy Spirit lives in me, it’s not a void of something, somewhere else. The whole idea of that just astonished me but also made So. Much. Sense. I’m so thankful to be here, and I feel so lucky.
