AnnaMarie's Journal

I got to go to the concert! Let me just tell the whole story because it ends out wonderful!

Well, in the morning the boys came & I got to make them breakfast (it didn't turn out like it was supposed to, but it still tasted good & they seemed to really like it -they ate it all) & packed a good lunch. Zeph, John & Horacio - the only one I really knew. Then we went to the concert & not long into it I got IBS (of course, I didn't tell the boys). I was having the worst time. I could hardly speak and couldn't eat. I was having so much emotional trouble inside that I felt I was going to not survive. I think it was because I couldn't really connect with them at first & I knew I was going to be there from 9am-12am. So, I was trapped.

In the midst of it & after suffering for hours, I remembered one of our pastor's messages about the eagles- (that they molt & go through extreme pain & feel like they're going to die. While they're molting, other eagles provide their food because they can't get it on their own. If they don't eat the meat provided then they will die, but that's only their choice. After extensive molting, the eagle ends up being renewed in all his feathers & beak & talons & can fly higher & better than he ever could). So as the picture of an eagle, I am molting, not dying. God is working with me to feel my emotions & get out the ones I stuffed & pulling out the bad feathers so he can replace them with new, better ones. Well that gave me strength & I as able to "eat" the worship of the Lord that was before me in the concert to get some strength.

Still not feeling well, but knowing I wasn't going to die, I called my dad & asked for prayer. He really encouraged me that I will make it through alive & that the Lord is with me & all I can do is trust in Him (I go through times like this a lot, during my emotional healing. So, thank you God for the people you've given me to get me through alive).

Then I went into a big merchandise tent at the concert & saw a sign that said FREE PRAYER. Normally I would never do this because of shyness, but I was so desperate I had to ask. So, I did & a girl close to my age prayed with me. I told her my situation & also told her about the abuse I've been through & to my surprise, she had been abused as a child as well. She encouraged me, as someone who had been through & going through what I am going through.

ISN'T GOD GOOD & KIND!? Yes, He is! I cried because I was so touched by His kindness to me & leading me to a person that could encourage me through this pit of abuse & all the toils it puts you through. Not only that, my stomach felt to better after that. I enjoyed the rest of the concert & was able to talk & be free. PRAISE GOD for His faithfulness!