March 28

Two days ago at 8th Street, my church’s college service was dedicated to faith-filled prayer.  Before breaking up into small groups to pray, we were encouraged to write down a few things that we could pray specifically for and see specific answers to.  I knew what I wanted to see God do – I applied several weeks ago that for a camp counselor position this summer, but after submitting my application, I never heard back for an interview.  I didn’t talk about this desire or even write it down.  I actually told myself that it was too late, I wasn’t good enough, and God didn’t want me there. Continue reading