The best interruption I've ever had.

As of this moment, my hair is halfway straightened. Like...really. There half a curly bun on top of my head, with half of my hair down and straight. I look ridiculous. And you just might question the reason that I stopped straightening my hair to post a new blog... but fear not my dear children, for I will tell you.

People that have never experienced God talking to them will question how it happens, and how you know. Looking at it from their side, it is a completely ridiculous concept. Believing in a higher power that talks to you, and tells you what to do and whatnot..it sounds like a bunch of shennanigans. I have an agnostic friend that used to remind me of how crazy it sounds too. But what I always explained to her (pray for her by the way guys, I want her to experience a God moment) was that it's not so much actual words. It's not a deep voice out of nowhere that gives commands, it's just an intense feeling. An intense calling. And through this intense calling, you just know what God wants you to know. And while I let my third layer of hair down to straighten, God started speaking to me. I don't think these words on this blog could express how absolutely powerful this was. So I stared at myself in the mirror, turned the song from "Drop it Low" to "Nothing Without You" and I fell to the ground on my knees. And I praised God. Not just like OC chapel praised, I PRAISED Him. With my entire heart, my entire soul. I felt like my physical body was kneeling, but my soul wasn't inside it....such a weird, yet indescribable feeling.

I feel like through all of this, God was telling me to stop worshiping myself. I figured that coming to a christian school, I would get closer to God because God would be all over this campus. Christian professors, christian advisors, chapel everyday, and a university of people with with the same belief that there is a God who sacrificed His son so that we can experience TRUE and eternal life. And I got that. But being a Christian here became more of a schedule than a relationship with God for me. I've become so used to just going with the motions. And the most sickening part to this, is that they were all meaningless motions. My life has been about me, my friends, my social life, my school (notice how I put those in order....that's no coincidence). I have NOT made room for the God who created the stars, for the God who saved my soul, for the God whose love is constant, and NEVER fails. So I guess God gave me the choice today...the choice to keep straightening my hair, or to interrupt something in my schedule to just listen and praise Him.

I have about an hour to finish straightening my nappy mass of hair before the Winter Jam concert. But I think I can make myself a little late.... because I have a date with my Savior.