So, over the past few days, I have been looking at this picture a lot, and it makes me feel really good.
This year at our youth event (the one I never blogged about), we had an amazing service on Saturday night. Bro. Adan preached, and at the altar call, we started praying. When I say praying, I mean really praying.
After a while, a lot of young people went back to their seats, and just sat watching us pray. Then something powerful started to move in, and we raised our voices to cry out to God. It felt like he walked right into the room. I know He’s always there, but He was closer than ever before. There was such a deep and strong move of God in that place.
Bro. Bairon, our youth leader, got up and told the young people who were done praying to leave, and told those who wanted more to keep on praying. He said he felt that God was going to do something great that night. So, of course, we kept on praying, and after all the young people who were done left, it felt like the weight was lifted.
We started praying more and more, and we got completely lost in the Spirit. It was so refreshing! I’m not sure how long we prayed…it was probably 2-3 hours. Even after we left, there was much laughter, because we (some of the other girls and I) couldn’t talk. We kept speaking in tongues, even while asking for water, or trying to say something to each other. It was a great victory, to say the least.
Every time I look at that picture, it just reminds me of how amazing that night was. When I see a picture of a sanctuary like that, I’m pretty sure I know what went down. Lol. 😀 😀
Something else happened that night that has forever changed my life. My nose is forever more crooked (than it already was) since that event.
Let me explain…I’ve always had a crooked nose, and I’m not exactly sure when I got it. It could be the time I fell down a cement staircase of like 18 stairs. I did not, mind you, bounce down all the stairs, but I went sailing from the first step down to the bottom and hit my head. This was a result of me trying to model my mom’s heels at 3 years of age. 😉 😀 True story!
So it may have been from there that I got a crooked nose…I’m not sure.
Anyways, while I was praying on that Saturday night, I hit something hard with my nose, but I wasn’t sure what it was, because I was praying. After service, Mariela (Bro. Adan’s daughter) told me that she had hit my nose with her head. No wonder! Well, when I was taking a picture later, I looked in the selfie screen, and was like: “WHAT?!?” I could tell a huge difference, sine one side of my nose was higher than the other. It was really bad! It turns out when it’s swollen it looks even worse…after the swelling went down, it wasn’t very obvious.
I was kinda scared at first, because it looked really bad, but I was glad that it was something that I’d gotten while drunk in the Holy Ghost, instead of fighting with somebody. 😂😂😂
I’m thankful that it’s no longer very obvious, but even if it was, I wouldn’t trade a normal nose for the service we had that night! I’ve kept looking at this picture, and feeling so good!
I know this is kinda a random blog post, but I wanted to share this picture with you guys.
Tonight we’re going to be decorating for our annual Honduran’s Children’s Day celebration in Sunday School. We have lots of work to do, and we normally have more kids than normal. I’ll try to get a blog post out about it. Although it tends to get a little crazy, it’s always a lot of fun!
Also, my parents are coming home on Wednesday!! Woohoo! We are more than ready, although I am glad they were able to get away for a little rest.
Thanks for reading, and God bless!