Wednesday, February 6, 2013

A Miracle at Snow Camps

At that Youth Ministry Weekend they call Snow Camps I witnessed a miracle over and over that sends me jitters, that forces me into an undeniable smile 'till cheeks ache at the joy.

Why, it seems so routine to those of us on earth, like we have seen it a million times on Sundays and rallies and youth group, like we have all done it ourselves and its old news.

Do we not sense the explosive festivities bursting all throughout heaven when the rebirth happens, the accepting of Christ as their Savior, to reform their lives and make them new?



A stage filled with youth devoting their lives to Christ, one by one!!


The babies born that day, on Sunday, they went up to the front of the room to make this revolutionary declaration, tying ribbons to crosses, adorning the wood that would breed  saving eternity through bloodstains.

These babies cry just to You: Jesus!

They are drenched in the saving, lathered in graces, and prepared carefully for their King.

The things they once knew, the inklings of You, just a blink or brief glimmer of Your Glory of Glory's,

not so now.

Now they become overwhelming confronted, overtaken and conquered.

Victory has arrived.

They own that victory.

Born now, children.

Babies anew. Renewed.

Radically loved.

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