Gangstas and Jesus: The highlights of my weekend thus far

Its been a long time, and Im sorry moneekuh- I havent posted since before break. But since i've been back, i've fallen back into routine. Its good on one hand, because i thrive on routine, but on the other hand, my routine involves having a hard time forgetting about/dealing with the Ben ordeal. So after last weekend's traumatic episode, this weekend was very necessary, because its been wonderful.

First, the chi alpha decades party was friday. (i forgot how much i hate capitals...) basically you just pick a decade and dress up like it and then dance all night long. so, in the usual naturally-above-and-beyond-everyones-expectations manner that the salt shack lives by, we decided to go as 1920's mobsters. i'll admit, it was my idea. im pretty proud of it. I mean, look at us. everyone had a pinstripe suit, then i went out and found fedoras, machine guns to spray paint black, and cigars. and ps, buying cigars was the most awkward purchase of my life. i kinda hope i never have to buy condoms.

and then we danced, which is always fun.

so lately god has been impressing on me the broad theme of obedience. in everything, little or big. and hearing gods voice then responding is something im getting used to, and im sorry to say its challenging. but im learning. so as a related mini-theme, hes been giving me a lot of words on sharing the gospel and stepping out in faith. which ive never been good at (as if it were a skill...) and i havent done much of lately. but yesterday during my devotions, i came across luke 4 when jesus read the scroll from isaiah about being sent to proclaim the good news, set the captives free, restore sight to the blind, proclaim liberty to the oppressed, and proclaim the year of the lord's favor. and it spoke to me and i started to feel like the h.s. was going to be active and something big was about to go down. so i was like...aight lord.

then last night my peer team (its like a core group for core group leaders) went to this youth hang out center in waynesboro, the solid rock cafe. basically its just a safe place for teenagers to come hang out on weekends, and they dont have to be christians, but the people who run it are. they do whatever like basketball, video games, ddr, or watching tv, and then there is a devotion at some point that everyone must listen to as a stiuplation for being there. so while we were there, michelle (my peer team leader) asked me to give a testimony. i hate giving testimonies, cause i feel like mine is lame. so i got up there anyways, and i just got real honest with them, told them i had nothing prepared, and started talking about ben. apparently the response was good, because they were the most attentive that the owner had ever seen them being. i talked about how god was delivering me daily from depression and how he gave me strength because i had none on my own, and how god held my problems. i dont know exactly what else i said, but the spirit hit me hard. so.

after, a girl came up to talk to me and said she had had a tough life- her parents were dealers, some sexual abuse, 3 suicide attempts, depression- and this girl is in high school. my heart broke for her, but we talked and i was able to share the gospel with her. she didnt pray right there, but i prayed for her. it was intense. holy crap i love when the h.s. does his thang. praise the lord.

so thats that. i had the anointing. hallelujah! hahaha.

oh man.
is that enough, moneekuh?

ok, back to work. im picking out arts and crafts to take on our mexico spring break trip to teach the vbs kids there. so i need to concentrate :)