4. Mirage

21 October 2015

"Within the distance I could see something so faint, but enchanting. Could this be it? At closer glance my hopes were gone, my desires crushed."

I'm finally back to writing something new for the Voyager series, which excites me! From being in a new environment, I feel like there will be a lot of things to take note and inspire me when writing the next steps of this adventure.

The scene I'm describing above is referring to a mirage in the process of our moving vessel, where we are being put to the test. There are times where we drift off course and begin to center our attention on something other than God. In other words, we face an idol.

I'll let you all in on a little secret: I didn't exactly know that an idol doesn't have to be a physical object until later on in my high school years. I thought 'idol' meant  praying to a huge golden calf or another God. Eventually I did learn that's not true. One of my Cru leaders phrased what an idol is  in a question somewhat like this: "if that 'thing' was taken away from you, would feel like your purpose is lost or you couldn't function?" It's easy to say, "I could give up x, y, and z, without any problem," but what about our bare staples? Friends, family, or love?

Once something goes wrong, or this "thing" our heart desires goes away, one of two things can happen. We could possibly drift away from God and harden our hearts, or tighten our sails and let God be the center. Let's stay on course.

The Power

08 October 2015

This past weekend I had an amazing opportunity to go on Fall Retreat with my campus' Cru, which if I had to describe in one word it would be "awe-mazing". I sorta cheated by putting two words together, but that's the best way to explain my experience. Multiple campuses from different areas, all came together for worship, fellowship, and prayer.

During the second night we were there, in the middle of worship (mind you this is at 9:00 or so) all the electricity went off. It was pitch black minus the very few beams of light coming from the emergency lights. It was crazy. But you know what, that didn't stop us from praising God. The music team kept playing and we kept singing, even pouring our hearts out louder and swaying together. It's as though the power that was lost in visible light was revived in us by the spirit.

We didn't have electricity, light, or even plumbing for a good 3-4 hours which was actually comforting. Typically if I were in pitch-black darkness somewhere else, I would be terrified and stuck in one place, but this was different. My fears were lulled and I was calm being surround by people I had just met the day before. Moving around with only a dying phone's flashlight, turned into making and eating s'mores, and later singing worship songs around a campfire. We literally went through every song ever to play on a Christian radio station! Eventually the light came back on while we were in the middle of a game of Spoons, which was followed by cheers and high-fives. In those few moments of darkness, there was light shining from all of us and bonding everyone together. A friend of mine even said, "It's like God meant for that to happen; it was a God-thing."

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