It's me again!

Hey guys,

I've been writing a ton on this and i kinda feel bad. But Wutangtanger told me it was ok, so blame him if you get tired of me. I just like writing and i got a lot of stuff to let out of my brain/heart/stuff... Here it goes:

Those you who didn't go to the Campus Awakening Conference on Saturday totally missed out. Basically, you all missed out except for Ehoungster :) That day was amazing in all kinds of ways, which I won't go into details, but there will be sharing at TNL about it. What I have to say is that God definitely showed up, we forced ourselves to push new boundaries and we were blessed a thousand times more.

Since the retreat I have been wanting to lay hands on my dad and pray for him. He's still suffering from his hip, and not getting better. Today I was in the bus thinking, as much as I have learned if I don't apply it regularly it is going to slip away. When I got home I chatted with my parents. My dad wasn't doing great. My mom told me she had been reading this book about healing, and my dad was sharing from Isaiah 53, how Jesus was one who knows of suffering and grief. Then I shared about my experience at the conference and how I saw God speak directly into people's lives. For the first time I felt like my experience with God was affecting my family. All that just was the perfect set up, so we prayed for my dad. My dad did not get healed. I really felt lead by the spirit in prayer, I saw my mom taking a new step in her faith, and my dad being comforted by the love of Christ.

This might not seem like much, but i was so overwhelmed with what God was doing in our family. My dad was not healed. My mom said, let's do this everyday. I'm seriously excited about getting together with my family to pray. It's something i dreaded almost my whole life and it has become the highlight of my day :) My dad was not healed today, but he will be. My family will be persistent and God will show up... in a big way.