Can You Keep Your Faith in College?

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 Sunday, April 29, 2007
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i’m wondering this morning, Lord. Wondering where You are? Who You are? And what, in fact, it means that YOU ARE (by way of participl’ing “I AM”). I’m wondering what it would mean to “be with” You. To be with I AM. To engage with YOU ARE. Can I? Should I? Are you worth the risk? Am I worth the right?

“I will come and heal You. But truly, truly I say to you, unless you are born again, you cannot see the Kingdom of God.”

born…but I was born—am born—what does it look like to be born again?

“In order to be born, you must be willing to die. To let go. To go back. In order to be born, you must be willing to leave what you see. To loose what you understand as living. To lose control. To lose power. Leadership. Destiny. Destination. Security. Entitlement. Balance. Structure. Safety. Solidarity. In order to be born, you must be willing to Trust—to take assurance in things hoped for, and surrender to that which you cannot see. To that which is Me.”

but who are you?

I AM.
Keep faithing. I AM coming. That is what I do.

what does that look like? how do I live?

“When you lose the world, you gain the Truth. When you let go of the seen, you see the unseen. You see that I am here. You see that I am He. You see.
You find what you were made for. You learn what you are worth.
Become like a child. Let me raise you. I have food to eat that you could not conceive. I have roads for your life that astonish your deepest dream.
I want to lead you. I want to let you. I want to Father your heart.
I wonder if you will let Me?
I wonder.”

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“When the woman saw that she had not escaped his notice, she came trembling and fell down before Him, and declared in the presence of all the people the reason why she had touched Him, and how she had been immediately healed. And He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace.”
Sunday, April 29, 2007 12:00:00 AM (Pacific Daylight Time, UTC-07:00) 
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