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*If you don’t feel like reading the whole thing, read the bolded parts*

One word: Amazing.

Ahah, but honestly, it was. I’m kind of speechless about it, but I’ll tell you what went down. Friday after school, totally hyped on the fact that I’m actually going to national gathering. By the way, national gathering is for this youth group I’m in. Anyway, Friday night, we got to Folsom, checked into our hotel, then went to church. After that we went to back to the hotel, and kicked it was Anj, which is always fun :P. We waited til Leslie and them got back so we could bring Anj to her room. Slept, then woke up at about 5 am. Chilled in bed for about an hour, took a shower and got ready, then went down to go eat.

We got to the gathering place, praised a little, went to mass, listened to talks, ate, blah blah blah. Haha, the part that I really want to get to is the Adoration. Of course, in my mind, it was going to be like any other Adoration. Kneeling for hella hours, praising Jesus, which is in fact, a GOOD thing, but you know, I just thought it was going to be the same as always. It was definately not the same. So we go about business the regular way, then we have worship with a couple songs. Then Tito Lito said that there would be pray overs in the front, and to make three lines.

Me? I’m just kneeling there, singing, kind of crying. Then my mom’s in line, and tells me to go in line. Knowing me, I’m pretty stubborn at times, so I don’t want to go, but I have to. So I’m in line, then when I get half way to the front, I’m pretty much bawling my eyes out, and I really still have no idea why. I get to the front and they tell me to go to this one guy. He asks me what I’m praying for and I said family, life in general, just everything. So he prays over me, and what he says hit every spot of how I was feeling at that moment. I felt like, as weird as this may sound, my inner demons were releasing. I felt the holy spirit come into me. I fall into the arms of the catchers, and they lay me on the ground. I feel like all of my troubles were released and lifted up to God. I lay there on the ground for a couple minutes, feeling really at peace, and for sure knowing, that God was in that place, and the Holy Spirit was within me. I could feel the warmness throughout my whole body. This moment was defining moment in my life. I have never felt anything like it. It’s somewhat hard to explain, but at the moment I fell into the arms of the catchers, I knew that I had surrendered myself to God. I was ready to stop hiding from Him and myself. I was ready to give my all to Him, because he deserves it. Praying during adoration, and praying in line before the pray over, I realized how selfish I really am. I do things for the glory of myself and not for Him.

I’m not asking you to believe me and I’m not asking you to try convert or something, but when miracles and things like this happen, I wonder how people can still think that God doesn’t exist.

Call me a Jesus Freak, tell me that I’m going crazy. I don’t care. This is what happened and you can take it or leave it.

National Gathering ‘09 


PS The bolded part was only part of what happened that night.

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