prayer time

I feel so stale. I don’t like it. I feel like things that don’t even matter lately consume my whole life. Spring Arbor University has started a 24 hour prayer room from 6pm Friday to 6pm Saturday, and what a blessing this has been. Looking around, seeing people submitting their whole selves to our Creator, praying out loud, worshipping with a different band every two hours. Seeing people share what is on their hearts with devotions, seeing people put prayer requests and scripture on the board. Watching people just break down, read their bibles, lift their hands in praise, randomly break out in a roaring applause for our God. It’s based off of ihop (international house of prayer), and I can see this campus changing. This campus has been praying for revival, and I can see it happening.

What a blessing it is for me to be here. I’ve had my fair share of struggles, but nothing like Jesus. I can’t even fathom what He had to deal with. I know it sounds cliché to say that, but really. I can’t even imagine it. People, here is the great news. Our God is faithful to the end. Faithful to the end.

God, come and marry me. I don’t need a girl, I don’t need drama, I certainly don’t need any material thing, but God you provide. Praise You forever.

If you go to Spring Arbor, come to this.

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I've learned this week that:

Its okay to sometimes not be okay.


I'm not okay.

Stupid

This is stupid.

Bogging over this person, wanting her to be with me so bad that I just hurt. Seeing her flirting away with this other dude. Just wanted some of her time, some of her attention.

My heart should be breaking for what breaks God's, not mine.

So, screw this. Please pray for me. I still want her to be with me, but I don't want to be dwelling over this for now. What happens happens.

Love, Marc

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