A Clear Understanding

Yo. I think what just happened is really really amazing!

So, today I went for driving practice and everything, had worship leader study. Did all the normal stuff. Ya.

DZ offered to drive me and A/ML home thinking we all lived close to his old house. Nope. Haha. But in the car on the way home this song was playing:



"The Proof of Your Love" by For King & Country

"So let my life be the proof,
The proof of Your love
Let my love look like You and what You're made of
How You lived, how You died
Love is sacrifice
So let my life be the proof,
The proof of Your love"

And I was thinking "I want my life to show how much God loves, to show how much He has changed me, to be all for His glory." This day was basically the day that I plain straight out reveal in words that I follow Christ, so not only do I hope my actions this week spoke for themselves, but also that I'd have the right words to say.

For dinner I was going to go out with my frosh team facilitators. 5:45 at a pub on Bank. I got there on time. It was like 6:05 when the first person showed. 6:50 when the guy who suggested the time / place arrived. but ya. It was a good time. It really showed the brokenness of man though. Like we were mainly talking about frosh experiences in the past and/or talking about drinking alcohol. I really don't understand how people who don't know God live their lives. One girl who arrived a bit later was having her first drink as the other talked about what drinking does to them, shaky legs, numb lips/tongue, and she was like "it gives me a small instant headache. I think it's the age." [she's like 20] Paraphrasing her next statement, she said she was reaping the consequences of mistreating her body.

We went back to our vice's house. It just so happens to be a frat house. Interesting stuff happening there. Beer pong, I have now witnessed. We were there for a good hour. He was just going to shave the chops off of his cheeks. I was praying for this place and the people who minister to frats. That's a crazy ministry! By this point all the girls were significantly not sober. One girl had lost a drinking game.

We walked to campus. We were going to check in on our frosh and they were going to party together since our contract was done as of 6 am this morning. Well, I don't really drink, so I was trying to set an example of the fact you don't need to drink to have fun. I ended up talking with the res fellows on first and third floor about my involvement in P2C and they were both really cool about it. One said he was agnostic currently, but really sees how the other res fellows that he knows are Christian are different. The other thought my trips to East Asia and other places were really cool.

The frosh were probably partying a bit too hard. There was a funnel. Security was patrolling, the res fellows were telling certain rooms to quiet down / disperse. The other facils were not making this easier. Not to mention they planned on going downtown to drink afterwards. >.< But ya, I got to talk to a bunch of frosh. One guy in particular who I had never had a real deep conversation with asked me about my not drinking and I told him, it is my choice not religious obligation, but that I was a Christian. He said he used to have a WWJD bracelet like the one I was wearing. We switched numbers. We talked more and honestly he is broken right now over his choices that he has made in the last few days. I got to have a text encouragement session and have been praying for him. He says he'd love to meet up and talk more later.

This is why I was a facil this year. These are the opportunities I would have missed. These are the people who need to hear the gospel, that Christ died out of love to pay for all our failures, poor choices, and rebellion to a loving creator. His grace is sufficient for all our sins. In death to self we can take on  the new life offered in Christ's resurrection and become children of God once again.

I'm so amazed at how just over the week he came to trust me even with so little interaction and that God can use me to encourage him.

I may never facil again though, but this is worth it.

Ttyl.

D.Fa