Did I just wet the bed?

I lay still as sweat runs down my face onto my sleeping pad. The evenings here in El Salvador are either filled with sauna-like heat or cool, mosquito-infested air. This particular evening the heat became too much to handle, and we invited the mosquitos to join us as I opened the window. As much of a nuisance as this was, I knew that The Lord had me up at this time for a reason. I did the usual shuffling around on the pad, causing ruckus in the camp for the few guys around me. As I finally got comfortable I shot up a quick prayer to give me rest, ease my soul, and in the name of Jesus Christ I prayed with expectation that He would show me something new. Without thinking twice I shot in the ear buds and tried to ignore the buzzing sounds passing my ears… And it was like that, that The Lord spoke to me. Out of all 950 songs that could of popped up on my iPod, I was met with the words of Will Reagan. The words rang in my ears and burned in my heart as He proclaimed, "There's no place I'd rather be, there's no place I'd rather be". It was finally starting to make since. The comforts of home did not exist; but I was right where I needed to be. The faces from the schools started flashing through my head like a slideshow projector, and at once I was overcome with peace. I came on this trip knowing God would sweetly convict me of the comfortable bubble I lived in. I yearned to live by faith, but practiced my own will instead. The chorus rang out, and if I wasn't already consumed with the presence of The Lord in this small dark room, I was most definitely now. The words soon took a different feel as I started mouthing the words,  "Set a fire down in my soul, that I can't contain and I can't control. I want more of You God, I want more of you God".