June 7, 2006

  • 2nd Annual Markville Coffeehouse.


    It took it that long to break into me. My heart has been cold as a stone for the past two years, and nothing about God would trigger any tears from me — but I cried tonight. It felt good to cry actually. I could feel a fragment of that Christian passion that once was mine a long time ago, resurface again.


    I hope God still remembers me.


    As I was once one of those counselors who guides prayers and comfort the broken, I  stepped up this time and admitted to being one of the brokens myself. They prayed for me, and I realized that I have forgotten how to pray — or when I last prayed myself.


    I felt so humble tonight to look around the coffeehouse to see the work that has been done to glorify God. They have done such a tremendous job, even better than what I would have accomplished if I still had my faith working right. Mr.Sinclair claimed that the seed that I planted years ago, has and always will be growing — just take a look at the work and the number of people who are committed to God right here, right now. Amazing.


    For my fellow HCEFC sisters and brothers, please pray for me. That I may take the courage to take the first step back into the family. And for the fellow Christian xangan, pray for you and I that we don’t ever have to fall so low and hard,  just to bring us back to God.


    I miss being on fire for Him.

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