On Thursday night I witnessed a revival. I experienced God’s spirit like never before. Something changed; we changed and all the credit and all the glory goes to God.
This week I went to my youth group’s summer camp like usual. I started the week off expecting and uncaring. As the days slowly passed, I realized how angry I was at the smallest things and how much that actually affected my heart. And how much I needed to give it to God. so I hid away one afternoon to pray and seek God. My prayer for a while now has been for God to change my heart and in that little quiet time, God said to me “I’m answering your prayer. I am going to mold you into someone worthy of this calling, but it’s going to be hard. And It’s going to hurt. You’re going to have to let go of your identity and find it in me.” so I made a decide, I said fine God, okay, chisel away.
And I haven’t even gotten to the coolest part yet.
Thursday night is always our “cry night”, our alter call. But before the message of the night, before worship, and during a massive thunderstorm, the Holy Spirit took over. People just started crying and opening up. We started praying because there was a need to pray, and we all felt it. We all had the same reassurance of God’s presence. Six people accepted Christ. Six people! If that’s not a victory, I don’t know what is. My best friend, who rarely ever cries, balled her eyes out and poured her heart out to God. My sister had a strange feeling of wrongness that swept over her so we prayed over her. we prayed the reason would be revealed and that she would understand. A guy in my youth group who has been going to youth for a while finally accepted Jesus. God filled us with so much joy and love that everyone was smiling by the time we got to give testimonies.
Everyone was speaking words of life and encouragement. Everyone was praying for someone. There were hugs all around. Burdens were lifted and sins were washed away. It was AMAZING to watch and be apart of. We were able to bear one another’s burdens just like we had learned at the beginning of the week to do. And the best part… the absolute best part, was we didn’t do anything. There was no song, no message, no words, it didn’t happen because of anything we did. The Holy Spirit rained down on us and He took over. We experienced God and He is moving. I cannot wait to see what He does next!
