Love is a Movement

So I got back from vacation a couple hours ago.

It was pretty sweet. Relaxing time with 80% of the family. Nothing major happened except for a few random things some frustrating some just interesting, but the best thing that happened had nothing to do with me.

I like watching people. Sometimes it worries me, but most of the time I like to watch people scurry around to whatever they have planned as if it's the most important thing in the world. You can learn a lot about a person just by watching them and seeing how the react to things. During vacation there were a couple parts of conversation that I heard that really stood out to me.

The first was in Niagara falls in one of the gift shops. Two employees were standing there talking about.. well I don't really know what they were talking about. All I heard was "because the Bible says." Pretty sweet.

The second was just outside of Buffalo, New York at an Applebee's at 10:00 at night. We were leaving after having dinner. Why we were having dinner that late is another story entirely, but as we were leaving, in the last booth before the door, a girl, probably about my age, was talking with her parents, and again all I heard was "We've been talking about how we present the gospel."

Something I've been noticing more and more is how God has been opening my eyes and ears to the work he is doing. a couple months ago I probably wouldn't have heard what those people said, or even if I did it wouldn't have ingrained itself in my mind like it did. I feel like God has big things planned. That He's just starting to get us ready.

At camp during the second term I was working with 9 and 10 year olds. A lot of fun, but you typically don't get as many opportunities to enter into deep conversation with them about their spiritual lives. On the last day of camp literally less than an hour before their parents come to pick them up, one of the guys, Fox (yes his real name is Fox), asked if he could share his testimony. If that wasn't awesome enough, after he was done everyone started talking about God and what He's meant to them and asking questions and answering each others questions, and the best part about it was neither myself nor my co-counselor had to say a word. We didn't have to lead the discussion. They lead it on their own. I was so overwhelmed by the glory of God during that time that I had to walk away for a little just praising God. If that's not a sign then I don't know what is.

Get ready for a revolution.

Because of his grace and for his glory.