Day five: a moment I wish I could relive.
That moment would be March 3, 2010. It was a Wednesday... Well first let me give you a little bit of a background to put with this.
I was blessed to be able to go to a Christian school from kindergarten through senior year of high school. Last year (my senior year) I had grown really close to one of the foreign exchange students from China. Her name is Cindy (her English name that is, I have no idea how to even say let alone spell her Chinese name).
All year I had been talking to her about God. But she just didn't get it. We would go out for coffee or dinner or go see a movie and every time, without fail, the topic of God would come up. I thought this was a good thing because I knew it meant that she was searching. What I didn't like about that was that I thought that I was not the best choice to be sharing God with her. I mean, I love God with all my heart, but I'm no where even close to being something of a teacher or something, you know. Like, I still had..have...so much to learn about God myself. I was pretty sure that God should have chosen someone else.
But no matter what, we always had a conversation about God.
Then on Wednesday, March 3, 2010, we had a chapel service at school so we could meet this new up and coming music artist. (Um, for the life of me I can not remember who he is...normally I would remember something like this because I LOVE music...but I don't...which just shows me how important this day was even more.)
Ok, so on this Wednesday after we listened to this new music artist dude, a girl from my class went up to the stage and shared a story with everyone about something in her life that she went through (I'm not going to share it on here for privacy reasons). But, the whole point of the message was how God forgives us, no matter how horrible our sins are.
It was amazing. We were told to just pray. To ask God to forgive anything in our lives that we needed to have forgiven. All the teachers went up to the front in case anybody needed to talk about anything. Well let me tell you, there was probably a total of maybe 10 students that didn't go up. Out of 300 kids. It was AMAZING!
The best part of this is that I saw my friend Cindy go up to talk to a teacher and right there I just collapsed on the floor and started praying. I prayed and prayed and prayed for her. I didn't even know what I was praying I just knew I needed to. I prayed so hard.
And then, afterwards, after much tears and forgiveness, I saw my friend Cindy at her locker. I went up to her and gave her a hug. And do you know what she told me? She said, "I am so happy!" And I was like "Oh yeah?" Then she said, "I am a Christian!"
One of the best days of my life. I am so glad that one of my bestest friends is going to heaven with me, and is growing in her relationship with God. That makes my heart very happy indeed.
~Morgan~
