This place could use an update!

but nothing interesting has gone on in my life of late. Mark left this morning, Kari left yesterday. My mom won't stop researching new colleges (as if I needed more options) and I have waaaay too much reading for US History.

So this is from my journal, from Sunday night after Elevation...

Aug 21, 2005

Tonight at Elevation we took communion. Z this morning in youth group asked us, when was the lsat time we cried over our lost friends? So tonight at Elevation I sort of consecrated my communion.
I promised God to be uncompormising this year. I gave everything to him. My friends, my fears for them, and my fears of their rejection. I took communion and promised to live this year for his glory. To live for him---for my friends. That they might see a difference in me because of God, that they would want his love like he wants to give it to them.
I gave him my word. I took an oath. And like the prayer in the front of this book [A Zimbabwe Pastor's Prayer--Martyred] I will NOT back down and forget what I said I would do.
I put a request in the vase. That they would lift me up to God [in prayer]. That I would have the strength to reach lost people--though I myself am screwed up.
I came back to my seat and I cried over my lost friends. Because I know they hurt. Because I know they need God. Because I know they are going to Hell without him.
Because this is my last chance, I cried.

Let what we do in here
Fill the streets out there
Let us dance for you
Let us dance for you

Peace of Christ be with you,
Sara