The past couple of weeks have been a wonderful time in my life. I went to church camp a month ago and spent a week. The way camp works is there is a three day camp for junior high kids and a four day camp for senior high camp. I stayed for both camps. My first thought was that I can skip the first three days of senior high cause it's the same stuff. I decided that if I wanted the kids to go I needed to go, so I did.
I am a note taker. If I don't take notes during a sermon my mind will wonder and I start thinking about where I am going for lunch and what I will eat when I get there. Then it's all I have to do during the week, the start looking at my husband wondering where he got the shirt he's wearing because I would not pick that out for him. Then I start looking around at the people and that is just something I don't want to talk about. So anyway I take notes.
After camp we shared with the church and I realized that the notes I took for each sermon were different. The same man preached on the same topic using the same verses but I got something totally different out of it each time. Pages and pages of notes that should have been the same but weren't. I now wonder if I look back on the notes I have taken over the years if they would be reflective of what I was going through at that time in my life?
I took a lot of notes at camp about being a leader, how to turn kids into leaders to be specific. I think it was sometime during the drive of taking kids back to church and picking them up to go to camp that I realized I WAS a leader. After that started listening with a new ear. God didn't just want the kids to be leaders but the adults too. I mean really who was going to lead the leaders?
So ALL of that to say this..
I the middle of over one thousand kids I realized how far I had strayed and I needed to get back on track. I prayed that god would give me new eyes to see with and ears to hear with. Most of the time we pray this thinking we are going to be able to tune the TV/radio we have in our hearts and heads so much quicker when we pray. I wanted to see people the way God saw people. I needed to change.
I came home talked to hubby and prayed. And prayed and listened to what God had told me. I knew that I needed a new start. So this past Sunday I (and hubby) rededicated my life to the Lord. It was a new start. I was humbled and blessed as our Pastor said that we were an important of the church and they had been blessed by US. I was humbled again when people came and hugged and told me how much I was loved.
I am grateful to a God of second chances. That He will never stop loving me. He will always let me come back. His grace is sooo much more that I even deserve.
How He Loves
John Mark McMillion
He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane
I am a tree
Bending beneath
The weight of his wind and mercy
When all of a sudden
I am unaware of these
Afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize how beautiful you are
And how great your afflictions for me
Oh how he loves us so
Oh how he loves us
How he loves us so
Yea He loves us
Oh how
We are his portion
And he is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in his eyes
If grace is an ocean we're all sinking
So heaven meats earth like a sloppy wet kiss
And my heart burns violently inside of my chest
I don't have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about the way
He loves us
Oh how he loves us so
Oh how he loves us
How he loves us so
Yea He loves us
Oh how
I thought about you
The day Stephen died
And you met me between my breaking
I know that I still love you God
Despite the agony
See people they want to tell me your cruel
But if Stephen could sing
He'd say its not true
Cause your good
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