An Event that changed my life #1

{This was a journal we wrote in My senior english class}

     There have been many events that have shaped and molded my way of thinking. The one that I remember the most is when a man (I’m not sure of his name) came and talked to the youth group. We were sitting in the annex room, a big white room with dirty triangularly separated ceiling, a plain white whitish-yellowish wall, and a bright new spotted floor. The youth group had just finished playing a game, volleyball with a balloon. Everyone, but me, was rowdy and making rude remarks and stuff. Slowly they began to calm down and listen to his message.
     His message wasn’t that long, maybe 10 to 15 minutes. He talked about how he had been raised with Christianity and how he believed he was saved throughout his high school career, but really wasn’t secure, and how when he got to college things didn’t change too much. Until one day he saw someone give a message at his school(his college was a Christian one) that challenged him. It was from the passage about Moses, where he first saw the burning bush. It focused around the line ‘Where is your holy ground’. He said that when you become shaky in your faith you need somewhere to look back to.
     I searched through my mind, but didn’t really have a certain time or place in memory of where I got saved. He continued saying just how important it was that we have a certain time and place where we first see God. he said his was a balcony outside of the college where he was attending. (he said he asked God to give him a holy place and he looked up and saw the sun for the first time he’d seen it(he said he lived in a very polluted town)) He said that without a place to lack back to our spiritual life would falter. I searched my heart. I had begun to backslide a little and become cold to God. I immediately bowed my head(slightly, so that no one else knew it) and prayed to God to give me a place to look to when I was struggling. I opened my eyes and looked at the floor and then around the room. This was my holy place.
     This event changed my life because it me a place where I can look to when I start to falter or start to backslide in my Christian faith. It brought me a little closer to God and helped me have a place where I would know that I had really seen God. not necessarily with human eyes, but with spiritual eyes.

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