So during an inning of the game I showered, and Megan and I headed down to the conference room once the game was over. (Believe me, I didn't miss anything in that innning.) Jeremy, Kyle, and Keith had their guitars going when we came in, and Allicia and Brandon were already there singing with them. Another man joined us later.
From about ten to midnight, we sung whatever songs came to mind, and it was during that time that this event started feeling like a retreat for me. I cannot express enough the enjoyment of a down-to-earth fellowship with gifted musicians and blessed vocals. (I sung, but I by no means was a part of the groups I just mentioned.) I love music so much, especially music for the King.
My love for just hanging out and praising God in a small, casual setting probably spawned from the times family would come up from Arkansas, and my dad and uncles--and sometimes my cousins--would get out their guitars and we'd sing old hymns or country classics. Mmm... I love it!
Friday morning, we had a nice buffet breakfast and our last meeting. We went around the conference room telling our "journey to MBU" and what may be in our future as well as explaining our calling or where God was leading us. God is working in the hearts of us young people, and I am so encouraged. It should set our hearts and souls ablaze for the glory of the Father and His Kingdom and the movement He is creating in our generation.
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