Youth Talk!/Testimony

Well hello there, the like, four people who read my blog on those rare occasions when you're bored. It's been a while since I last posted anything on here. Like, over a month. I know, it's annoying to get on to this awesome blog and see nothing new. But never fear! I have something new today!!!!!

Well, I've had a lot of Seeking God Moments since the last time I posted, but I clearly can't share all of them. And in fact I shared them at youth group, so I think you heard them anyway. But that's beside the point.

Well, last Wednesday I gave a talk at youth group. I messed up and didn't say a lot of what I wanted to say. But one thing I did was give a really short version of my testimony. Yeah, yeah. I think I had a post where I sort of talked about it earlier. Anyway, here's a short version:

I accepted Christ into my heart when I was just a child. A very young child. Like, four or five child. Anyway, I prayed "the prayer" but had no real change of heart or attitude. Sure I acted right, but that was only because that's what my parents told me to. But then, about the middle of my freshman year, my sister started prepping for mission trips at the church we had just recently started attending. Well, she kept telling me to get involved too, but I didn't want to. It was just not something I was willing to do. I was only friends with one girl, and she couldn't even go to youth group. So I didn't. But Ann did. She went on mission trip that summer, and let me tell you that those were the two loneliest weeks I can remember. But when she came home, she was absolutely on fire for God. She couldn't stop talking about her seeking God moments, and all the wonderful things they had done, and all the people she got to know. One of them, a kid my age named Sam (yes, the same Sam in my thanks! list) sounded a lot different when Ann talked about him than I had seen him act. Now, I didn't see much of him freshman year, and what I saw, I tried to ignore, but I heard rumors, and in middle school I saw the way he treated people, like he was so much better than any of them. In 8th grade, my brother and I decided together that we were never going to speak to him ever. (He was a jerk at a basketball game.) But when I heard Ann talk about him,  it was like she was talking about someone different all together. I mean, she was talking about this guy who was sweet and gentlemanly and funny and selfless. (Yea, the selfless part was the part I had the most trouble with.) I didn't believe it for a while. But somewhere, I realized that he had it. He had the Holy Spirit. And then a very short time later, I realized that I didn't. I'm not sure how, except by the way he was acting. I didn't hear rumors anymore, and he was chill now. He didn't think so highly of himself, and he was fun to be around. But that opened me up for the Holy Spirit to convict me and change me.

Yeah, I'm sure right now you're thinking, "That's the short version?" but yeah, it is. The point of that was that your actions speak a whole lot louder than your words, and they tell a whole lot more about where your heart is.

So here's my Seeking God Moment. Because I felt like I really needed to give that talk, I got to do my talk last week. What Tamara planned for small groups to go along with my talk was exactly what I needed to hear. So it was perfect. A true God thing. And yes, I probably could have shared my seeking God moment without my testimony, but ya know. I enjoy typing, and I'm sitting in my Music theory class super bored. So yeah.