It was the last night of camp, and all of the kids just weren't feeling the whole “Jesus thing”. I know I certainly didn't. I just felt like giving up for a lot of
reasons, and I didn't feel like anything would work. Well that night, one of
the youth leaders had us stand out in the field away from all of the lights,
and he had us look up at the stars. He recited a passage out of the Bible about
how God knows the name of each star, so how could He possibly not care about
us? And then suddenly this kid next to me started crying- and he had acted like
one of those cool and tough guys the entire time. I was literally shocked. They
started praying over him, and then I started crying my eyes out and I didn't even know why. Then the youth leaders started praying for everyone, and I was
just standing there hugging my best friend, Kelsi, and crying on her shoulder.
I hadn't told anyone but Kelsi about my issues, but I felt the need for prayer
and healing. She was able to get a youth leader’s attention, and then everyone
circled around me and asked me what was going on. I finally told them what I
had been going through for years, and they just prayed and prayed for me. It
was like a burden had been lifted off of my shoulders. My youth pastor asked me
how I felt after they had finished praying, and without even thinking I said
that it was the first time I had ever felt loved in my life. And I didn't even realize that I had felt so broken. We all just kept praying, and then one of
friends suddenly saw a group of angels standing nearby, and two others saw this
gold flash of light fall off of a girl’s back as she was being prayed over. And
then at one point I looked up, and I saw a shooting star- but it left an
emerald streak across the sky. And God’s throne has an emerald color on it, and
some people even saw the sky itself turn that color.
Basically it was a night of healing, and it was the first
time I ever felt loved. It was literally the best night of my life.
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