Getting out of bed.

I heard this story one time and it was the most beautiful love story I had ever heard. 
This man loved this woman so much - he wrote her love notes, sang over her, called her beautiful when she was her ugliest, and comforted her when she was hurting.  When she was broken down on the inside he reassured her of his love for her, but it didn't matter.  She didn't love him back. 
She ridiculed him, spat in his face and had pure hatred for him. 


You can imagine; when you love someone, care for them or even just have a crush and you find out that they don't feel the same way you become devastated. 
I believe that the Lord has said that we are the woman in this depiction. We as a generation have come to the place that we would not come out and say that "we hate God" But, with our actions we very much resemble that statement. 


God wants to lavish His love on us, but we reject Him. We turn Him away when we need Him the most. 
His heart grieves because He knows that we think that we don't need Him, that the things of this world fill our desires better and that we feel that we are even better off with out Him. 
Even throughout this all, I know that God still loves us. He is still wooing His people, including this generation. 
He is still calling us back. He wants us. He desires to have all of our heart, forever. 




The entire final day the Lord had really been moving within me.  He really re-kindled the fire in my heart for my generation and really stirred me to just cry out for it.  During the last night, Pete and Angie had asked me to share, so I gave part of my testimony.
After that there was a drama, which Clare mentioned. While it was going on I pretty much broke down and was just weeping. I swiftly left the room after it was done, went up to the prayer room and continued to cry out for all who were in the room downstairs. After all my tears dried up and I was done wailing, I proceeded back downstairs to join in for the remainder of worship.

I got to the back of the crowd and got down on my knees. While I was praying I felt in my heart a burning to say what was written above.  (That is the best that I could remember it. But to be honest, it does no justice to what the Lord said).  As I wrestled with it for a second I realized that it was for sure from the Lord or else I wouldn't be arguing with it in my mind. I had the familiar feeling like the one you get when you have to get out of bed, but you don't want to.  So, just like getting out of bed I took baby steps. I stood up, and as I did Christine and I caught each other's eyes and we stared at each other. She smiled at me, and I began to walk towards the stage. I picked up the microphone; and as a "kid" term I "called them out, hardcore"
Which was embarrassingly painful, but obviously the Lord knew it was needed.
The good news is, my thoughts were proven wrong.
I felt like everyone was going to hate my guts.
But, as I am multi-tasking with writing the blog and partially on facebook all of them are talking to me and thus I am being proven wrong.

The Lord is so faithful.
I don't know the effects that what I shared had, or the effects it will have.. if any at all.
But I know that nothing is wasted in the kingdom of our God.


Today was our "No expectations" day! So, as the title of this beloved day states there were no expectations.
Having a rest day was much needed to revamp and its always nice to just chill.
Clare, Christine and I walk around Liskeard for a bit looking for an optometrist for Clare to see if they could help fix her wonky glasses. No solutions were found, but we did stumble upon a park. And for a few minutes we all acted like little kids and played on a play ground.
As our rest and relaxation day comes to a close Christine and I are probably going to write another song, so that's something to look forward to!

I pray that each and everyone of you are blessed on this lovely day. Please continue to keep the trio in your prayers.
XxoXOXxoXoXOOxOXoXOoXOx
-Alyssa.