Hit by a Freight Train

God showed up at chapel today. After a week of having multiple student groups over to the house, I was pretty bushed. How awesome to get to chapel for worship. After 45 minutes of being in God's presence, the worship leader dismissed us. But no one wanted to leave. And many didn't. Some had to due to classes, but even some of those hung around and prayed.

As I was sitting medeitating on what God was doing, a young man, from my class, came up and sat down next to me. He said, "I fell like I just got hit by a freight train." It was in the moments AFTER the service when the worship leader was singing about freedom that my young friend was struck full force by God's love and grace. As is true with many of us, he had been trying to live for Christ on his own. He wasn't making much progress. As he was singing the words "freedom," God came to him, in a powerful way. With tears streaming down his cheeks, he said, "I'm not supposed to cry." After assuring him that it is indeed OK to cry, we chatted about God's grace.

God moved in his heart in a deep way today and I am so thankful to be there to see God at work. What a joy to see students come to the end of themselves and recognize (remember) that it is Christ in me the hope of glory!

Keep praying for God to show up on campus. In chapel and in classes too!

Trent