This Thing

I just got home from a really cool night. Some guys I've met got together a few weeks ago and planned a student led worship time. The crazy thing is that it actually happened. That feat was largely due to the guy heading it up, Jonathan, who's idea it was to begin with. It was crazy hearing the seminary president announce it this morning in chapel. He just sort of rambled and said something about a time to confess our sins of cursing our Hebrew professors at this student led worship thing in the Recreation Center. I don't have the faintest clue what he was talking about, but I guess that isn't the point.

The point is, we got there tonight and God took care of the rest. Three of the seminary's audio visual people were already there, with everything wired up. They even rewired a video box in the wall that was broken. If they hadn't shown up, we wouldn't have had words for the songs. Then the band practiced (for the second time ever) and it sounded... bad. Bad in a bad way. Not bad in the colloquial good way. They weren't terrible, but there was alot left to be desired. I left to go study and eat dinner. I honestly did not want to go back over there at 8:45. Satan was all over it.


When I got there, the rest of the guys were sitting out in the hall, heads bowed. One was praying. It wasn't prayer like in church, or in class. It was some guys sitting around talking to God together. I leaned against the wall and let the Holy Spirit wash over me too, and I didn't want to be back at my apartment anymore. The Korean guy who plays electric started talking to God. I know his name but I can't spell it. It was awesome having to pay such careful attention to what he was saying so that I'd catch it all. And it was beautiful. I just prayed over those guys while they finished up, and one started playing a song really softly on a guitar. Our voices slowly rose together and filled the hallway.

The thing started. People were there. The band wasn't bad this time. They were good. They were really good. Nothing broke. Scripture was read. People prayed in groups. We sang, and worshiped, and just enjoyed God's presense for a while, and then we all stood around talking, just enjoying being with other believers who had shared God time together.

He's a big God.