Believe.

Believe, believe they shout over and over again
Believe, believe it’s the simplest of concepts
Believe, belive believe….


It’s doesn’t matter how loud they shout
It doesn’t matter the amount of times it’s said
There are some who will, dare I say it
Turn and walk away, do nothing but shake their head

“I can’t see it with my eyes,” they cry
Why does it take so much?
“Can’t touch it with my hands”
Why can’t you see????

He’s been here all along from the very beginning
He’s right there behind you, waiting.
All it takes is “faith”.
“hold up that’s a church word”
Well maybe if you knew the definition.
You say you need so much proof...


(sigh)

So I’m sitting here outside…ahhhh the summertime.
You want to know my favorite thing about the summer? FIREFLIES!
I love to watch them light up and to chase them and catch them, just to let them go two seconds later. It’s an amazing world we live in.

I’m in this DLP English class and no matter the amount of homework I have due right now I feel just relieved and completely stress free. I’m sitting outside enjoying all of the bugs, and the sounds of the trees. Where I’m at this summer there are woods all around, so to find the quiet of God…is easy.

My God is real to me, and I think sometimes I don’t show it enough. I worship hard. I always have and always will, but there’s something else. It’s when everyone is still that I have this need to break the silence with my excitement, but I hold back and keep it all inside.

It’s the utter weirdness of going crazy in worship with God…at my house…in my room…alone, screaming at the top of my lungs…and I hold back. Watching an amazing sermon with worship that sets me on fire…and I sit still.

I would love to give a shout of triumph over the enemy right now…but I might wake the neighbors…it is 10 o’clock at night. I have these day dreams…when I’m just laying in bed living the pieces of my life that I want to explore but I’ll go where God places me…and it’s in those moments that I give God the thanks that He deserves to see in everyday life. It’s going to pray and not thinking about what everyone else expects you to say. It’s praying to ONE…no matter how many people are in the room. It’s taking as much time as you think you need, even if everyone else is waiting for you to say amen. It’s living a life of freedom from the expectations of those around you.

That’s what this summer is for me. Freedom to worship, freedom to live, freedom to speak, freedom to break loose, freedom to jump high, freedom to dance hard.

Free… it’s that thing that you always know is there, yet you’ve never truly experienced it for yourself. It’s the thing you see in other people’s lives, and you wish you had it in yours. Freedom is confidence. Freedom is joy. I don’t mean happiness, I mean joy.

It is loving the fact of who you are and where you are no matter what’s going on. It’s knowing that within you is the most powerful being ever…

Can you handle that? Do you think you have it? Do you think you could actually do whatever you want…for your God…without looking to the right or the left to see who’s watching?

i. dare. you.

Try it…if only for ONE NIGHT. Yep, I gave you the night when all is dark and you’re not around many.

…one night…I dare you…