Story of Revival

5:30am_ 3/7/23 

How time flies...

It's funny how around this time I was the teens president in Church (Yes, even this quiet girl has a role to play).

It's so intriguing how this month was for me, my turning point. I was the President after all, and being a leader meant that there were responsibilities on your shoulders.

It was around this time of the year where the teenagers had their teens week and for me, it was absolute chaos.

One of our teenage teachers had left church and she was basically the mother hen and support system for our church... My very own positive momentum, and she had left.

For a while things had been disoriented but God sure had plans and right about that moment, we had a new teacher who had just as more energy as our previous one and way more strict too (in a loving way).

I believe everything that happens, even the bad things, happens for a reason. All of these moments, now that I recount them had built me in some way.

I no longer had someone who would pet me into doing the right things. The was no longer a teacher who would add her own suggestions. The other teachers were a great help, but they didn't always have the time to dig up on ideas and so, most of the moves fell solely on my shoulders... 

It was either I did great or it came out a mess and I sure did not want to be at the bottom line.

Our new teacher was a commander of her own will and she believed in an excellent work and so when I did wrong, I'd be sure to get an earful.

It was around this time also that another of our teachers travelled... Could this get any worse?

Oh trust me... It didn't.

And so, here we're my options;

- Look at the obstacles and call it quits or,

- Run to God!

My turning Point:

One of the things a president did in our church, was coming up with a theme and dear me, was I lost.

I didn't know what to do, and I sure wasn't ready for any theme. I wanted something that was from God and I wanted it to be an impact.

I wanted to share something that would not only touch me, but all of the teenagers and doing it on my own would not help the situation.

My teacher had adviced that I prayed about it and so, I ran straight into the presence of God. 

Of course I had always been a Christian... I had always prayed, but I didn't think I had needed God more until at that moment.

Stuck in a dilemma and not knowing what to do, I prayed!

I prayed like my life depended on it because at the moment, it really did. 

I had prayed for a few day, but I kept hearing one word, "REVIVAL."

Was I hearing clearly?

Was this it? Was this the theme I had been waiting for?

I barely knew what it felt like actually being led by the spirit and I didn't know his voice well enough, contrary to my own idea of living a godly life.

I was only a baby in this journey and Father used this medium to tell me that I had only just begun.

After days of hearing this word over and over again, the planning began...

Rehearsal after rehearsal, after rehearsal...

I smiled, I frowned...

I laughed, I cried... 

I got angry, I had happy moments...

I was discouraged, I was encouraged...

I had a lot of help, and I was screamed at...

But it was all worth it!

That was the moment where I depended most on God and not only was it fun and inspiring, it was my moment of Revival.

Most times, we don't know how much we need God until the situation arises and truth be told, it's his way of drawing you closer and of teaching you new things.