Well, we made it back safe and sound from Costa Rica with some incredible memories and unbelievable stories to last a lifetime. Upon return I decided to spend a semi-relaxing week at home with my family before making the final move back to Butler for what will hopefully be my last semester of undergrad! Our senior house is coming together piece by piece, and unfortunately the couch cushion pieces don't fit yet... My list of necessities grows by the minute as I am learning how much it takes to fill a six bedroom house.
After a month long separation, I finally got to spend time with Emily on Saturday night, and we went to church at Common Ground on Sunday which for me was the first time in too long. We all know how easy it is when you skip church one Sunday to make a little habit out of it, and especially after a 3-week hiatus in Central America, getting out of bed Sunday morning was difficult.
The worship Sunday morning was incredible. That's one of my favorite things about Common Ground is the 15-20 high-energy worship session that starts off the service. The current pastor isn't my favorite from Common Ground, but usually I still am able to take something meaningful away from his sermons.
Yesterday, Jeff spoke about a passage in Acts, and the idea of living to serve not to be served. He stressed the importance of carrying out our actions without expecting something in return, and about how important it is to make your spiritual needs known because there is probably someone out there whose needs complement your own.
I've experienced the power of prayer before, specifically while I was living in The Netherlands, but as you know this is such an intriguing concept for me. However, once you personally feel the power of prayer you can no longer deny the grace and power of God. These past few weeks I just feel myself running in the wrong direction, but constantly being reminded that no matter how hard I resist, Jesus still has my heart on a leash. Last night as I tossed and turned in my bed, preoccupied about jobs and money among other things I knew what I needed to do was pray, but I found myself unable to put words and thoughts together. It was almost as if I felt that I didn't deserve to be praying for myself, and I just have been so distant and inconsistent in my conversations with God lately that I just couldn't pray, and that scares me.
So, I'm asking you to help me. If you're reading this, I'm desperate for prayer and I also want to pray for you. I need to see if I can help someone else, because I'm finding it impossible to help myself. Please don't hesitate to reach out to me if you've something impending on your heart, because I love to listen and I want to pray for you!
Peace & blessings :)
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