New beginning's -& Old Lessens Relearned

So here i am posting again. First off though I must confess something... I'm am a lier. I told my friends I would post Friday and never did....I am sorry ... good now that that is out of the way.. on with the post.

This past weekend was a full one to say the least. It was youth Quake ! So as in years past the campus was invaded, and for two days we all ran on no sleep and tons of caffeine. This year was partially interesting because it was my last YQ as a student ( not to say I won't come back with a youth group some day)

Before the weekend kicked off however I had to be up stupid early on Friday in order to be awake for my exit interview. It was at 9am *shudder* and after 45 minutes of questions and explaining of my doctrinal beliefs, The told me that 'I knew what I was taking about and I could graduate come April. This is a concept that is all to quickly becoming a reality. I am still really unsure how to take it.

With in the next hour YQ 2008 was in full swing as hundreds of new faces flooded our campus . I was working in the cafitaria for most of the meals, however I was able to cetch most of the weekend's activities. This year's theme was "LIVE OUT LOUD". I was taking to my friends before the weekend and we all agreed how interesting it was that all the themes of youth quake while we have been students have tied in with where we were in our life and walk with the Lord.
For a while now I have been struggling with how exactly to connect fully to the Lord. I mean I know all the truths and I have taken all the classes - however I still had no idea how to get close to the God I am daily getting to know. On Saturday Night after the 3erd session there was a praise party. I walked up to the side of the stage and just sat there, I did not want to be distracted by the lights or the music.

Soon it was thrown to the crowd to just shout out different names of the Lord.. Someone yelled out "daddy" and I lost it. I sat there and asked the question over and over again "Lord how can I call you "daddy" because when ever I think Of a daddy figure I think lack of trust, betrayal, not good enough to be loved. I shut my eyes as the tears rolled down my face and this is what I saw:

I saw a massive sand storm, there was a road long and dusty, I was walking, lost and confused as to what to do and where to go. I was looking around for someone- anyone to come and help me through the stand storm I had found my self in. i was weak and had triped and fallen. As I struggled to get to my feet I began to cry because I was stuck and could not move. Then there was a bright blinding light, as I looked into it I coved my eyes. Soon there was a man who slowly made His way to me. He knelt down and lifted my dace wiping my tears way with His hand. Looking me in the eye He held my face and spoke gently saying " I will never leave or forsake you. , you are my child and I am your father I love you with all I am and I always will!"....

Then what was clear as day vanished and everything rushed back the lights the singing- everything -only this time i felt free and ready to truly praise my Father in Heaven!

Sunday came and the campus slowly emptied out! that was my crazy Yq weekend ! (sorry it took me a week to write)