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I am exhausted.
This week has been crazy.
I'm physically tired from pouring out my emotions all week. All I've done is sit in chapel, yet I'm so exhausted.
This week has been amazing.
I'm having difficulty expressing it to people who weren't there. I'm sure I can say, "There was revival at PCS this week." But what does that mean to someone who has never seen revival or never even thought about it? How can I describe out? Just saying, "Well, some people knelt on the ground, some people repented, some people accepted Jesus, and some people just poured their hearts out to God," doesn't express it fully. Some how when I say it, the action feels less sincere, less real.
This week has been bittersweet.
Praise God for Brenda. I don't think I've ever been so extremely happy yet so utterly sad about one single event. I have a lot of acquaintances. I have a few friends. And really, I have less than a handful of good friends. Brenda was (and still is) a good friend, and that makes it so much more difficult to accept that she was lying. But, praise God that now she is saved.
This week has been an answer to prayers.
When we first started praying for this last year, I thought we were all crazy. I wonder what people will say about this later. Now, everyone talks about that time in 97 when there was revival at PCS. Will they say the same things about 2006? Will the stories be passed around, through generations, until ten years later when some crazy kids want it to happen again?
This week has been good.
Becca deleted her livejournal. I must admit, this may discourage me from writing very often. Becca always commented, or at least she commented a lot. And sometimes, without meaning to, I'd write entries directed solely towards her. Who is left to comment on all my crazy entries?
This week is not the end.
There are still so many people to pray for, so many who need Christ. Let's not forget that.
This week has been crazy.
I'm physically tired from pouring out my emotions all week. All I've done is sit in chapel, yet I'm so exhausted.
This week has been amazing.
I'm having difficulty expressing it to people who weren't there. I'm sure I can say, "There was revival at PCS this week." But what does that mean to someone who has never seen revival or never even thought about it? How can I describe out? Just saying, "Well, some people knelt on the ground, some people repented, some people accepted Jesus, and some people just poured their hearts out to God," doesn't express it fully. Some how when I say it, the action feels less sincere, less real.
This week has been bittersweet.
Praise God for Brenda. I don't think I've ever been so extremely happy yet so utterly sad about one single event. I have a lot of acquaintances. I have a few friends. And really, I have less than a handful of good friends. Brenda was (and still is) a good friend, and that makes it so much more difficult to accept that she was lying. But, praise God that now she is saved.
This week has been an answer to prayers.
When we first started praying for this last year, I thought we were all crazy. I wonder what people will say about this later. Now, everyone talks about that time in 97 when there was revival at PCS. Will they say the same things about 2006? Will the stories be passed around, through generations, until ten years later when some crazy kids want it to happen again?
This week has been good.
Becca deleted her livejournal. I must admit, this may discourage me from writing very often. Becca always commented, or at least she commented a lot. And sometimes, without meaning to, I'd write entries directed solely towards her. Who is left to comment on all my crazy entries?
This week is not the end.
There are still so many people to pray for, so many who need Christ. Let's not forget that.