If you follow me on Twitter, chances are you have seen a tweet about a conference I attended this past Christmas break. I would write about Passion 2013, however words cannot accurately describe the mind-boggling, history-shaping events that occurred in the Georgia Dome. Today I want to share a 7 minute, 11 second snippet of not only the climax of my week but of my entire fall semester. Through this experience with Chris Tomlin and 60,000 of my brothers and sisters, I began to experience God’s love in a way I was never able to before. I want to share with you the incomprehensible joy I discovered on God’s Great Dance Floor.
Fall semester of my sophomore year was incredibly difficult. For the first time in my life, I collectively struggled in every probable area; academically, athletically, and even spiritually. Do I really want to be a journalist? Am I supposed to be at Michigan State? I quickly became confused about the direction my life was heading.On top of everything, the Lord revealed it was time to address significant emotional and generational wounds that I had neglected throughout my adolescence. He used everything, from testimonies to even the feelings I had for a girl, to reveal it was time to experience healing like I never have before.
I began to lose confidence. Like a startled sheep, I took my eyes off the shepherd. Did I make a mistake in the college process? Is God mad at me? Is He truly enough for me?