Holy Week Confusion

My church is ending tomorrow.

On Palm Sunday.

I will be sad.


I get a new church next week.

On Easter Sunday.

I will be happy.


Today, I'm sort of confused.

Scary Story

This Sunday I was on the way home from Camp Sumatanga and Young Adult Chrysalis #66. It had been a wonderful weekend and I felt God's presence so much. I was driving home, and somewhere between Oneonta and Hartselle I started feeling scared. I knew that so much good had been done in the name of Jesus over the weekend that the devil had to be mad about it. I could suddenly feel the evil around me almost as strongly as I had felt the Good just moments before. I was driving through the woods, total darkness and looming trees all around me. I am always paranoid that a deer is about to come hit me when I am driving alone at night (it's happened before), and I just knew that something bad was about to happen. I called out to God, "Father, save me from this evil. Or, if I need to die tonight to fulfill some higher purpose, I am fine with that too. I am happy with the good I did this weekend and can't wait to go to Heaven and be with You." I know this sounds melodramatic, but I had this overwhelming feeling that I was about to die. This was a totally new experience for me. I have never felt evil before, and I have certainly never told anyone about it. After I finished praying, I felt God's peace enter me and I knew that He was with me. I tensely gripped my steering wheel and stared as hard as I could at the road, just waiting for the big deer that was about to cross my path. Not even thirty seconds later, something did run in front of my car.


It was a cat.

I slammed on my brakes and let the cat pass in front of my car. I took a deep breath, and burst into laughter. My God has such power, and such a sense of humor! Instead of just banishing the evil and letting me think I was crazy, he sent me a message to make me smile! I love Him so.