Happening changed my life, my mind and my heart. The experience overwhelmed me at seventeen and I can still feel the vibrations at this moment. Those that have never experiences Happening my have participated in Cursillo or the Emmaus walk – both are similar.
That weekend God set me aside. I felt it in every fiber of my being. I was consecrated for His purpose. Life changed for me and my submission to Him was completed.
For a season.
Being in high school can be tough under the best of circumstances. Walking boldly for Christ in a place that does not accept that walk can be almost impossible. It was okay to be a Christian but there was no reason to get crazy about it.
I allowed my lack of support to push me from consecration to preservation. It was not long before my days focused on me and that moment at Happening faded into the distance.
Wednesday night I shared a piece of that Happening experience for the first time in my adult life. We were talking about experience the blessing of another person’s service. For a moment, I glimpsed that consecrated me and my heart was weeded and hoed and prepared for something more just from the sharing.
Sunday I felt the full force of my second chance. The day was already moving towards something amazing. When the praise team sang, “Take My Life,” I knew that it was time. God was opening wide the door of opportunity and calling me to step through.
The first time I ever heard these words in my life was at that first Happening. Until church yesterday I had never heard it any where else. I even referred to it as “The Happening” song. Any other song might have touched me but only these words could have catapulted me back to that life changing moment.
“Take my life and let it be
Consecrated, Lord, to Thee;
Take my hands and let them move
At the impulse of Thy love.
Take my will and make it Thine,
It shall be no longer mine;
Take my heart, it is Thine own,
It shall be Thy royal throne.”
I have spent the last week humbling and hungrily seeking God with a boldness that I have not had in a long time. My time has been spent in prayer and fasting. I was searching and calling out. My experiences with God have not been few or even far between and yet I am still surprised at how He reveals His love. Why do I rest in His arms for a moment only to run away at the first sign of day?
For a season.
I am consecrated to God and am boldly pursuing His purpose. My life, my mind and my heart and changed. This time I have built up an armament to help me hold fast to the consecration and not fold back into preservation. I choose to stand boldly in the consecrated life.
Dare to join me.