We've been set free, let us be your hands.

Saturate; to cause something to unite with the greatest possible amount of another substance.
Saturate; to fill (something or someone) with something until no more can be held or absorbed.

This weekend, I was saturated with my God.
For those of you who don't know, I went on a retreat this past weekend, in Spring Ville, Alabama called (you guessed it) saturate.
It is a fasting retreat for teenagers. Yeah, you read that right.
A trip where hundreds of teenagers pay money to go on a trip where there is no cell phone service, no Internet, no FOOD, for three days.
Call me crazy, but I don't know many people who would want to do that.
Yet we all went! God brought us all together and saturated us!!! (by the time you're done reading this, you probably will be tired of the word saturate =)) When we got there, we worshiped first, and it was acoustic music, which was different, and I didn’t like it at first, but I liked it in the end!
Then Mark Pettus spoke about some of the things this generation is facing, and the cool thing about it was that he made us tell him what we were facing. Then he made us tell him some things that could happen this world if we truly lived out Jesus’ name. Revival was the one we lingered on.
Picture in your mind right now, that one person you love so much that doesn't know Christ. That won't be in heaven with you, and that can't experience our God and take comfort in Him.
Now, picture that person face down, worshiping our GOD. Yeah. Revival.
After Mark spoke, we had 30 minutes to do whatever we want in pure silence. I was nervous about it, but it was truly amazing.
We went to bed at 2:00AM, and went to service number two at 9:00AM the next day.
Aldger spoke on “the word”. He spoke last year as well, and it was just as good, if not better this year!
After he spoke, we had thirty minutes to read God’s word.
He told us to look for four things;
Who God is,
who you are,
what God has done/is doing,
and what God wants us to do.
After another service, on Prayer, we had an hour of prayer. They gave us a booklet type thing of about eight on nine pages, telling us what to pray for, and I didn’t even get half way through it! So now that I’m home, I’m continuing to pray using that as a guide line.
We watch the “passion of the Christ” all together as one of the services. And once again, I was blown away by God’s saving grace and just WHY he would do that for me! For those of you who have seen it know what I mean. It's intense.What Jesus went through just for you.
When it was over, everyones eyes wet, worship music began playing, and we all just layed there and prayed, cryed, listened, worshiped, and asked why!
We were just laying in His presence.
I don't know how to explain it to you so that you'll understand what I'm trying to tell you, except for God was there. He was with us.

So during this all, I believe (1) God showed me the verse Matthew 6:25-34, which talks about being "anxious about tomorrow" and how we shouldn't worry.
Well, bet y'all never could have guessed that I worry a LOT! I'm always so caught up in 'what if's' and when's and how's.
I came to the realization that worry and trust are of opposites.
When I worry, I'm telling God that I don't trust Him so I'm gonna try to take things in my own hands.
How silly is that.
I questioning the same God who made me, and made the whole UNIVERSE! I'm pretty sure He knows what he's doing.
(2) How to be free.
For as long as I can remember, I've always been caught up in the strings of Envy, particularly in the area of ballet.
I wish I had this like her, and I wish I was more like that. I wish I was as pretty as her, I wish, I wish.
I've always heard it said that, "I'm beautiful just the way God made me." "He loves you just the way you are.".... and it isn't really that I didn't believe them, it just didn't stop me from comparing myself to others.
If only I were to realize sooner, that God loves my dancing if I worship Him, not when I do a triple pirouette or I get my extensions higher.
My God loves me.
I know for a fact that I will be completely free from this right away. It was a root in my life, and it can't be completely pulled quite yet. Even today, my first day back at ballet, I was having trouble. But If I keep what I know in mind, I will not fail.
Another thing that was trapping me was night terrors. I get them quite often actually. Waking up and can't stop shaking because I'm so scared, but not even knowing what I'm scared of! Can't go back to sleep, because I keep seeing flashes of.......evil in my eyes. BUT,
"..He rescues you from hidden traps,
shields you from deadly hazards.
His huge outstretched arms protect you—
under them you're perfectly safe;
his arms fend off all harm.
You will NOT fear the terror of the night.." (Psalm 91)
I am free.

All this to say, my God's not dead, he surely alive. He's mine, and I am His.
I am a princess of the most High.
I am safe in His arms.
And I will be His hands.

~~~~~~~~~~~~Pictures to follow in coming blog!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Quotes from the weekend. (=

-My future is shaped by God. Not the other way around.

-He believes in you more than you believe in yourself!

-If our faith is not found in the word of God, where then, is it found?

-God loves you just the way you are. But He refuses to leave you that way. He wants you to be just. like. Jesus.

-Expectation in the birth place of revival!