Feast of Heaven

Sweet Phenomenon

Therefore, we fix our eyes not on the things which are seen but the things which are unseen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are unseen are eternal. (2 Cor 4)

So, we took the M-Seed kids to this conference at a local church last night. Let's just say it was at best, a little dry- at worst... um... LAME. Anywho, after sitting in pews for like an hour and a half, we had gotten through some unfortunately "unpolished" worship (Disclaimer: I am really not about critiquing the church stuff; God is everywhere; there is good to be found in everything, and so forth. However, it would have been a little different is there weren't 15 unsaved/attention deficit "hoodlums" with us. I don't know how else to describe it; the worship team didn't seem to know any of the words. It was tough slugging. I felt sort of bad for them), the offering, and three lengthy introductions to the main speaker. We were in shock, first of all, that the kids were even still sitting! It isn't like we could physically control them, and I certainly would not have blamed them if they had gotten up and left. I know I sure wanted to go, and they would usually tend to do the same in any similar situations. Long story short, we stuck it out, and a couple of the boys went up for prayer at the end, sort of as a joke. A light switch came on in the darkness, so to speak, and these guys ended up BAWLING and hugging each other. There was this really, super sweet older lady who was praying for them; her name was Joan. Needless to say, a chain reaction occurred, in which all the kids took their turns with Joan, and she just held some of them for, like, 10 minutes at a time. I don't know all that the Lord spoke to them through Joan, but these kids were all just crying and embracing one another, and getting so excited that Jesus is REAL. Two 15-year-old guys got saved (one of whom was an atheist), and four other kids had significant life-changing experiences with God. We ended up baptizing four of them in the ocean at Clover Point (they asked for it!) at 11:30pm. And two of the girls asked me if I would bring them back again tonight.

God is working in such a wonderful way; I can hardly believe I get to witness this. Seriously, if you have trouble believing in miracles, let me assure you, I have seen several in the last two days alone! It was not about the "meeting," but about the plan of God for the lives of these broken, disinherited kids. Eternity has bowed low to embrace us. His grace is the bomb.

Selah.

posted by Jules @ Saturday, August 14, 2004