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Lookit, Erika, it is Priscilla! http://battlecry.com/resources.php
His voice will not be stopped
His voice will be heard
This generation is the Lord's!
Oh-oh, this is our war cry!
oh-oh, this is our battle cry!
With a goal like that, how can I be wasting time with sinfulness? I've got to clean up to save my generation!
Battle Cry was magnificent, heartbreaking, and numbingly cold. It rained buckets on Friday night and we had to walk through it to get back to the hotel. I refuse to travel anywhere now without at least 3 ultra-thick sweatshirts.
Even though a lot of the message was the same as at the other Acquire The Fire coventions, it also came to me at a different angle because I am at a different point in life. It showed me so new revelations, about how I have been branded by the culture even when I sit back and sneer at girls who only buy designer labels. Or perhaps especially because of that.
The worship was blah to me at first, because I am a judgmental little monster and I thought that the guys who sang cared more about their hair than their God, but I was so wrong. I have this horrible kind of reflex to judge people right off the bat, with a sort of hypocritical self-righteousness. But I learned the songs and was eventually sobbing at the end because those lyrics spoke to me so strongly about God's love.
Anyways. God is good, and I don't want to say that just because I am supposed to be the good Christian girl who does not cuss or flaunt myself and I have conservative views or whatever, but because He is a mighty and powerful Lord who saved us from our own sins by burdening Himself with it. My purpose in life is to worship and praise Him as fervently as I can and convert others to do the same, so that they may see His light as well. My dreams for my own life just can't compare with what He has in store for me!
Ahh, I am just everywhere right now. Reading over this, it seems inconsistent, but it's how I feel all the same. I love you guys, the 3(?) of you who read this. I love my dad because He is showing him how to grow, and I feel closer to my mom than I did before, even though I was away from her. Ya'll are wonderful, and God has blessed me mightily with friends and family (yes, I just used the word "ya'll").
His voice will not be stopped
His voice will be heard
This generation is the Lord's!
Oh-oh, this is our war cry!
oh-oh, this is our battle cry!
With a goal like that, how can I be wasting time with sinfulness? I've got to clean up to save my generation!
Battle Cry was magnificent, heartbreaking, and numbingly cold. It rained buckets on Friday night and we had to walk through it to get back to the hotel. I refuse to travel anywhere now without at least 3 ultra-thick sweatshirts.
Even though a lot of the message was the same as at the other Acquire The Fire coventions, it also came to me at a different angle because I am at a different point in life. It showed me so new revelations, about how I have been branded by the culture even when I sit back and sneer at girls who only buy designer labels. Or perhaps especially because of that.
The worship was blah to me at first, because I am a judgmental little monster and I thought that the guys who sang cared more about their hair than their God, but I was so wrong. I have this horrible kind of reflex to judge people right off the bat, with a sort of hypocritical self-righteousness. But I learned the songs and was eventually sobbing at the end because those lyrics spoke to me so strongly about God's love.
Anyways. God is good, and I don't want to say that just because I am supposed to be the good Christian girl who does not cuss or flaunt myself and I have conservative views or whatever, but because He is a mighty and powerful Lord who saved us from our own sins by burdening Himself with it. My purpose in life is to worship and praise Him as fervently as I can and convert others to do the same, so that they may see His light as well. My dreams for my own life just can't compare with what He has in store for me!
Ahh, I am just everywhere right now. Reading over this, it seems inconsistent, but it's how I feel all the same. I love you guys, the 3(?) of you who read this. I love my dad because He is showing him how to grow, and I feel closer to my mom than I did before, even though I was away from her. Ya'll are wonderful, and God has blessed me mightily with friends and family (yes, I just used the word "ya'll").