CFC Kick-Off Event

It's raining really hard right now. I'm unbelievably tired from an incredibly exhausting, yet, awesome weekend, and I just realized that I'm sitting here at the desk during my little lunch break whistling so loud. It took me about 5 seconds to realize that I was doing that. Yikes. That's embarrassing.

Anyhow, yesterday the Exodus guys came and led worship at Faithbridge. And let me just say, I absolutely adore that group of guys. I looked up the word 'adore' to make sure that definition suits them, and it does. One of the definitions is, "to like very much", so we're good. They are so kind, and so fun, and it's amazing to see how the Lord is using them for His glory so much, and how they are truly seeking Him. What a great group. And so dang talented.

Last night I was so so blessed by the group of students that were at Christian Family Chapel (I sang a little bgv's with them at the kick-off event for their mission/ministry week).

I got there and saw the guys were doing a 13 song set, with over half the songs being ones I hadn't heard, or at least had never sang. At the beginning of the evening, I wasn't necessarily focused on what we had the opportunity to do that night..(to minister to these kids, to worship together with them, and the pray for what the Lord is going to do this week). I was feeling self-counscious, and intimidated by these crazy talented guys, and pretty nervous that I was taking their harmonies and stuff.

It wasn't until we went into the conference room to pray before the service that the Lord just cleared off the slate of my mind. All the insecurites and things that were hindering me from thinking on Him were wiped off. Hearing the story of the boy who, just a few short hours earlier, gave His life to Christ, made my heart jump and reminded me that God was getting ready to rock the hearts and lives of these students, as well as make Himself known in the community.

So, we're walking up to the stage at this point, as the kids are coming in. They have so much energy! Being pretty sure that not every single one of them in that room were believers, a couple things went through my mind at that moment. I was feeling a tad cynical (I'm not sure if that's the right word but we'll go with that). We send kids out so often to be the hands and feet of Jesus, but are we really equipping them? Are we really keeping them accountable? Are we really challenging them to keep themselves unstained by the world? Are we teaching them, and encouraging them to be daily falling more in love with Jesus, and getting to know him more?
And what about THESE students? What are their lives exuding? Is this church one that has watered down the gospel and the dismissed teaching of the deep, difficult truths of Christ? I was hoping not (And throughout the evening, I realized that they definitely weren't that type of church. Praise the Lord!)

The Lord kinda nudged my heart at that point, and put on it that maybe I should pray for these students, rather than thinking about all those different things; that I need to pray that the Lord would move powerfully in their hearts during the worship service and also through the week..and use their ministry to spark revival, and refreshment in their lives.

As the night kicked off, and their youth pastor began to share scripture and pray, I was so moved by watching the kids in their worship, and participating in the prayer time. Whether they recognized it or not, the Holy Spirit was moving and preparing their hearts. I was so moved. I just pray that this week, as His truth is shared, those kids are challenged, and stretched, and get a renewed sense of the power, and grace, and goodness of the Lord.