I have been literally left speechless by the work that the Lord has done the past 3 days. I am on special ministries for the youth conferences, which means that when a kid has a major breakdown and needs to be taken out of the conference during the Eucharistic Procession, I am responsible for taking them out and praying with them.
Last night was incredible. It was the typical "intense Saturday night" of a retreat and I was by a group of teens who was extremely open to the Spirit. About halfway through the hour long procession in the fieldhouse, one of the teens with this group asked me if I would pray with her. I told her to find me after the night was done and I would pray with her. About 5 minutes later, one of the other teens in this same group caught my eye. I don't know why, but the Lord told me blatantly that I needed to speak with him. So, I spoke to his youth minister and told her that I needed to speak with him after I prayed with this other girl. I prayed with Alexa and it was beautiful. The Spirit spoke through me like I've never experienced. I also was shown an image of His Sacred Heart and how on fire with love it was for her. After we were done praying, she was in tears, but she said that there was so much more peace and she knew what she needed to do. She hugged me and thanked me.
Then, I spoke with Caleb, the young man that the Lord wanted me to speak to. I told him that I didn't really know why, but that I was supposed to talk to him. I sat down with him and the youth minister and I asked him what brought him to the conference. He said that his girlfriend brought him, so I dug a little deeper. I asked him what was going on in his life because he had been crying pretty hard during the procession. He told me how he'd been abandoned by everyone, his mom is really sick, and how he hates his life. I knew I was getting somewhere. The Lord then urged me to ask him how he dealt with all this stuff. He said smoking and some drinking. I prodded a little more. He pulled up his sleeve and down his arm were like 20 cuts that had been made just a few days before. It was right then I knew why the Lord wanted me to talk to him. I then pulled up my sleeve to show him the 7 inch scar that goes down my left forearm. I told him that I understood. It was then that he began to cry again. I told him a little bit about my own story and that God wouldn't be a magic fix, but that He is what saved me and healed me. He then revealed to me his multiple suicide attempts. My heart ached for him. I've never felt anything like it. I, myself, just wanted to cry. I asked him to do me a favor. I asked him that the next time he wants to cut, to put the blade down and tell the Lord how he's feeling. I then prayed with Caleb, he asked me for a hug, and we parted ways.
Then, this morning, I was approached by his youth minister. She began to tear up and said that Caleb hadn't said more than a sentence to anyone the whole weekend, but after I spoke and prayed with him, he testified to the entire group he was with (which was probably over 40 teens) about our conversation and our prayer together. I just stood there. I couldn't believe what she was telling me. She said that Caleb felt that no one could ever understand how he felt and that once he knew someone felt how he did, he was able to trust me, and then this morning, he went up to the altar call when the priest asked for any men who felt that they may have a religious vocation to come forward.
I also was given confirmation by another youth minister that I have been given the gift of healing. PRAISE GOD FOR THAT!!! I can't even tell you how humbled I was by this weekend and everything that happened. This is the major glory story of the weekend. There are many other little ones. And I get to do this 3 more times!
Please pray for Alexa and Caleb.
All I have ever wanted was to be used by the Lord and to have been given the confirmation this morning of how much I had helped Caleb and Alexa, it made me realize that He is doing exactly that.
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