the mix. . .

yeah so there was this little hangout time a few of us did over at a tiny church called trinity a few days back. nothing really major happened, no lives were really changed, and honestly i don't really know why we came . . . not.

if you've been around me for more then five minutes in the last couple of days and you've had a pulse, then you've heard me shout the praises of the awesome time i had there. kickin' (do people still say kickin'?) worship and praise dance, a testimonial rap by a brother known as pureblood, and an awesome everything human play only started what would continue to be an awesome night. For those of you who don't know, the mix is a concert held bi-annualy by TCI and it's a fun time, but that's not really why i enjoyed myself i think. A worship service is great, a cool message is great, but an encounter with God is the thing that i needed most, and on friday i had that. God moved and revealed himself to me in ways he hadnt before, and i can honestly tell you it wasnt because of anything the people on that stage or around me did.

now this is the part that might get confusing. Didn't i just say that this was the best thing since sliced bread? that my life was changed through it? that i wish i could go back to it right now? well yeah, i did, and i do. it was great fellowship time, the band was awesome, the pastors said the right things. but none of those things hapened because of the music. i went to the mix expecting God to move mightily and he did. just like when i come to youth on wendesday nights or to church on sunday mornings i expect God to move mightily. now was i a bit louder with it then i was about past sundays, yes, it was fun, and there was a lot more to talk about in the program, but at the end of the day the mix was a way for me to get to God. just like anything i do in worship is a way to get to God. on that night God blessed me mightily because i expected it, and i was seeking it, and i was passionate in that pursuit. and yes, the music was awesome, and the mosh pit was fun, and the testimonies were inspiring, but if my heart wasnt seeking after God, then it could have just as well been just another night, just another mix, just another concert.

As we're going through the passion series, i'm realising a need to be expecting, to be seeking and to be pursuing The Lord. and that when i do that, that's when nights like the mix happen. and if i'd get that excited, that passionate and that desperate about wendsday nights, there is nothing, nothing at all to stop it from hapening there.