It started off before the weekend had actually started, but on Thursday, I got to school at 7 o'clock. My brother had to take an AP Psych test, and I wanted to be there early for this thing I guess they call Praise and Prayer. I could either go super early and make it to P&P, or I could go with my friends later and miss it, but get to sleep in. I opted for the first, because I really thought that God was wanting me to go to this thing. And I'm so glad I did. It was awesome. Just a group of high schoolers gather outside the front of the school on Thursday mornings, Jordan plays the guitar, we sing praise songs, and then pray for each other, or whatever is on our minds. It's so incredible. Jordan is hoping to get it to a "See You At the Pole" type of group, with tons and tons of people, but I think at the moment, a whole lot of people are intimidated by the idea. I will openly admit that I was. Honestly, even though it kills me to say this, I was worried about what others would think of me, and worried that I might turn people away from my life, worried that people would think I was just trying to show that I was a good Christian. But, God took that away. And it's such a relieving feeling. As soon as we started singing, I felt like a burden had been lifted off my shoulders. And now I can't wait until this Thursday! It was a great start to the weekend, and to the rest of the year, and probably to the rest of my life. It's amazing how God can change your heart with just one little action, but I am speaking from first hand experience. It was unfathomable. I can just feel God's joy inside of me, and His love pouring over me. Crazy what a little praise music outside of school on a hot morning can do you for, aye? Imagine my dissapointment when I found out we weren't having chapel that day, but class meetings. It got a sigh out of me, that's for sure.
That evening was very interesting, and quite a contrast after the great morning I had had; my mom had to call the police on me and a friend of mine because we had been gone for an hour and a half - and she panicked. We just went on a walk, and I had forgotten to bring my cell phone, not thinking much of it. We had told my dad we were going on a walk, but my mom wasn't home at the time. Had she been, she would have made sure I had my phone. Anywho, after an hour and a half of not hearing from us, my mom started to get worried...long story short, we got home to some very frustrated, worried parents. Its the third time my mom has called the police when she hasn't been able to find me. :shrug: What can I say? I'm an adventurous little girl...^_^
And now, of course, the hurricane. We have been without phones or electricity since 1:30 Sunday afternoon. Which would make it approximately 46 hours. :eek: Thank goodness my grandmother has electricity. We've been staying here, where there's actually air conditioning! It gets so incredibly hot here without air conditioning. I don't know how the Europeans survive without it!! But, thank goodness electricity is our only problem (and our DSL Cable line is snapped in half). There are trees down everywhere, roofs ripped off of people's homes, boats ruined, flooding in some areas, debri covering the roads...it's pretty bad. It will take quite a while to get all of this stuff cleaned up.
In the meantime, its been a super long labor day weekend - 5 days. Unfortunately, I think we're going to have school tomorrow :shrug: It's going to be hard to make it without electricity. Maybe I can get out of doing my homework...haha.
Well, I hope everyone is doing well. I've had a fascinating, eventful weekend and I wish you all the best!