Last week, I had the opportunity to go to World Changers with my church youth group. Two days of driving isn't very fun but we got there and to be honest, I wasn't really feeling it. The first couple of days in St. Louis, I had no idea why I was even there. Of course it's a great experience, you meet other teenagers from around the country, have fun, blah blah blah... but for some reason I just didn't feel right. But, as always, God has a plan and a purpose for everything.
Monday comes around and it's the first day of work. I am struggling to get up at 5:45 to rush down for breakfast before the "Great Send Off", wondering if anything is going to happen to me this week. So Monday rolls by and at the end of the day I am exhausted. I still had 4 more days of this! But by Tuesday, something had changed. My spirit had been lifted just by meeting a few kids in the neighborhood, around the house we were working on. Just by talking to them, getting to know them, and playing games with them, I realized one of the reasons I came. I have never played mother may I so many times in my life - but I really enjoyed it; and I think they did too. Tuesday night we had the concert of prayer instead of regular worship and that was when God really spoke to me. I had been struggling with Him for awhile with His plans for me, I knew what I wanted and I knew what He wanted, but they weren't exactly the same thing. So that night, I surrendered to Him and now look forward to being a missionary. It's kind of scary because I'm not sure where God's going to send me and if I'll go alone or not, but it's also exciting to see what God's going to do though me. I was happy to share with the rest of the group and my parents about it also, I just wish I hadn't of started crying.
So the rest of the week was great. Wednesday we went to the zoo, then went up in the arch - which was extremely cool. The kids hung around the rest of the week at the work site and I was able to get their addresses to keep in touch. I just hope they write me back.
But of course, the devil likes to sneak in after something great happens, after God has done so much, and mess things up. On the way home, I got sick. Monday I went to the doctor and found out that I had gotten the flu. Joy. Luckily today, I am a whole lot better and ready to get back on track with things.
I will leave you with some pictures.
Thanks for reading.
P.S: I had the BEST crew ever.
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