Class hasn't even started.

I was sitting in the book study for the new students "The Idea of a Christian College" with Dr. Kelly today. He was going over a few chapters... meanwhile, I'm sitting back, relaxing, (instead of taking notes like last year).. and he said something that was so profound... well, in my life.
I had changed plans for college. I planned to go to OBU, until my senior year. I decided, that I would go to Oklahoma State. I was talking to my youth pastor one day after church.. and he said, "So, why aren't you going to go to OBU anymore?" My answer was: "I don't want my religion spoon fed to me."
Today while watching the freshman scrummage for notes in Dr.Kellys class, I realized that I finally got to take in what He was saying in his book study. All Truth is Gods - understanding ALL types of truth (even secular truth) connects us with our creator; to ultimately see God in ALL truth.
I took my freshman year for granted. I went to class, studied, had a social life, and made the grades. But, I forgot that when I study ANYTHING, just not new or old testament.. I'm worshiping God. Academics are a part of worship and obedience to God. Because All Truth is Gods. Literature. Math. Science. Truth. It's all Gods.
This was worship today.My God,is true.Creation.. it is crying out to its creator.And ultimately, i'm worshiping.
"The person who knows only his or her bible knows not even that!" - Dr. Kelly

... He didn't throw the stones...

I should be sleeping. Oh well.
The Lord is so good. Through the whole summer, I prayed that God would lead me to a new church.. where I would be involved and not just another member. My home church is going through a big time right now. We don't have any staff, and all of our programs are beginning to dwindle down.
This summer, God told me that I needed to get in touch with people who have left church. They have graduated, and left. And Then he told me that I would reach so many people my age if we just opened up a ministry for them.
Then today, the guy who is stepping in as Youth Pastor at my church pulled me aside and said, "heather, how would you feel about starting a college ministry"..

God uses people. Ordinary people. For huge tasks. I am so thrilled.

Please be praying for this new ministry. Pray that we draw more people to seek Christ's face, and that God would be the Author of all of this.

Thanks, guys.

I have always loved to know whats going on. Knowing secrets. You know, girl stuff. I cannot even comprehend what God is doing right now. He's acting like I do to my dog - I wave these dog treats in the air... to watch her head turn every which way - she jumps up and tries to grab the treat and i move it above my head so she can't reach. All Lacey knows is that it will be rewarding - and it will be the best DARN treat she's ever had because she worked for it.

Thats what I feel like right now. Im sitting in Gods presence... and he is waving this amazing future above my head - i keep trying to jump up and grab it to see whats inside.. but he waves it over his head so I can't reach.

I don't know what God's plans for my life are. Boy, would I love to know right now. All I know, is that in everything I do, I say, and I think.. I must bring him glory.

This summer, I really opened my eyes to see the deaf community - how often they are ignored. They can't communicate with an ordinary person... they can only talk to those who can understand signlanguage. I have a heart for the deaf. I have this passion to learn sign language. To translate. To love the deaf.

But I don't know where God wants to take me with that passion. OBU doesn't offer Sign Language Interpretation. OSU OKC does.

This would all just be better if I knew Gods plans for me. I guess this is where I trust Him in return, huh?

Week 8...

For those who read this and didn't know... I am learning sign language. It's such a beautiful language... something that I have found to be extremely personal. Lately, during worship through song... I've been signing, and just gotten so much more out of what the Lord is saying to me. I love it.

Week 8. Boy, did I never think this week would come! My body, my thoughts, my spiritual life is so drained. Thinking about going home for about 2 or 3 weeks is so refreshing to me. But I almost feel not ready to go home. I'm afraid. Just like a camper would be. I'm afraid of making all of these promises to God throughout the summer... and forgetting about every single one of them back on campus. I desire to show Christ to OBU. And, all you OBU-ins reading this... we can all agree that the school lacks Jesus Christ because of the religious bubble we have gotten ourselves into. I desire to disciple someone. Maybe... hopefully, a couple someones.

Anyways. Pray for a spiritual revival. I'm so scared of going home and falling into religious routines.

Ice... POP.

Well, It was just a normal Thursday afternoon. Jeremy and I headed over to the Riverfront concessions area to grab some popsicles. We grabbed 2 boxes and put it in the ice chest. I looked at Jeremy, and said, “do you think that’s enough?” He said, “No, just grab a couple more…”… I bent over the edge of the freezer to grab some more… and as soon as I did, Jeremy and Steven from concessions picked me up by my feet, and threw me into the freezer.

Funny, huh? Well, it gets better.

I was hurt. Falling on boxes of popsicles is not comfortable. AND, I hit my top lip on the edge of a cup that was in the freezer.

And I have a fat lip.

HA!

The Lord has constantly been teaching me new and exciting things. It is so great to be here. I've never had this good of a spiritual walk with the Lord. It takes quite a bit of effort; but the results are such a blessing in my life!

Today, this girl came to the Hut to apply for OBU... and she was just a doll to be around. As I was complaining about how many cards we had, she simply said, "Praise God!"... Thats right praise God that we have so many cards. Praise God for everything. Ah. I love it.

"You are on our side"

Boy, am I a complainer. I’ve noticed this in my life lately (along with sarcasm, which I will save for a different day). I complained and complained, “I am having to do a cabin devotion every night…”, “No one else actually works…”, “I haven’t gotten a break to go get a cup of water in forever…”. Camp does this to you. I was … of course complaining to one of my good friends Michael, and he said, “yeah, but just think of how many students have accepted Christ this summer”. Ouch. I took my eyes off the goal: what I’m here for.

Since I’ve figured this out (thankfully I figured it out about week 5…5 weeks too late, but that’s okay!) My life has been so different. I have been treating people with so much more respect.

Last night. I was just thinking (and kind of praying/complaining) to the Lord, and… I said, “Lord, out off all of these students that have accepted you this summer, I haven’t gotten a chance to invest in any of them, or much less pray with any of them.

So, I go and do my devo at this cabin. I share my testimony, which is my favorite thing to share because it means so much to me… I back it up with scripture in Genesis 22, about having to sacrifice a lot. After I was done, I started walking down the hill (HUGE hill, by the way)… and I hear, “heather!! Wait!”… This girl is running up to me with tears streaming down her face…. She said, “Heather, Thank you so much for talking to us tonight. Your testimony touched my heart”. I assumed that she had so much more than that to say, so she and I sat down. She began pouring out her heart to me, telling me that like I had explained in my own testimony, she feels like she is fake fruit, and she has been faking being a Christian, and got saved for the wrong reasons…. And she looked and me and said, “I’m so scared though.” And I asked her, “Why?”, she replied… “Everyone will judge me! I don’t know how people will react. I’ve told my testimony before, I’ve been baptized before…” and I stopped her in the middle of her sentence.. “its all just stuff. The Lord wants you to obey Him, and that’s all he asks.”… and so she looked at me, began to cry… and said… “Heather, I want to be a Christian.”.

I got to pray with her.. and in a way witness a miracle. Praise God! How great is our God… really! Without my testimony the way that God planned that all out, Micah may not even be a Christian right now.

Praise God for who he is. Savior. Redeemer. Rock. Refuge. I am. Shepherd. Abba Father. My Lord.

Boy, oh Boy!

Well. Here's that little feeling again. Actually, its the same one that has continued for quite a few years. I'm ready. I'm ready. Can I say that again? I'm ready.

I know that the Lord is going to bring him in His timing.. but. I'm ready.

Even just to meet him. Just a simple conversation...
I'm just not going to settle any more. I was really about to, but finally the Lord convicted me about it! (Praise God!)

This was a rant. I know. I need to work on fililng my desire for this... with the Lord!

For I am God's masterpiece...
The King is entralled by my beauty..
all beautiful you are my darling!...
:)

I"m Ready.