I am Holy 

 A couple of months ago we got the privilege to partner with IJM and Exodus (check them out! – they are both transforming the landscape of what it looks like to humbly live with the heart of God). We got to deliver a prayer night for young people here and abroad. We got the joy of partnering with a God who loves to hear our voice. He loves to hear our hearts cry. 

The station I had the privilege of leading was all about understanding that God loves us so much as who we are. And we have the joy of honouring our bodies and lives to honour Him. 

It was a month later I got the privilege of understanding what this truly meant to me. Here’s my story of how that night impacted my story.  

We can’t add to His blood. His blood is enough. Simple really but in practice oh how complicated my heart and mind makes it. At the very start of summer I met up with one of my best friends from school. She told me that when describing me the other girl in our trio gad described me as holy. 

I’d love to say my into reaction was incredible. That I was chuffed. I wasn’t. I didn’t understand. You see I took holy as religious. Which was probably how it was intended. But God in that sweet moment was trying to whisper something into my heart that I had been ‘too busy’ to listen. 

He was telling me that I was His. That I was holy, cleansed and loved. He was reminding me that the prayer that my heart prays to be of total service to Him was awnsered. He was letting me know that my heart was wholly devoured to Him at that moment. He was telling me I was anointed for service. 

And I in that moment rejected the very thing I had wanted to hear Him say. But God in all His grace and beauty told me anyway. He then had the patience to let me figure out exactly what He wanted me to know. 

I thank God because He uses people from all walks of life to interject in your story. For I was going down a path it thinking I was unworthy for use, without purpose. And that is the greatest lie I could have ever been telling myself. 

So with that I tell you – you have something to bring to the table. You are made worthy through His name. Sometimes all you need is a backwards compliment. 

All my love, Shannon x

Living a life with Honour.  

-I want to live a life of Honour.-

I’m thankful that I have the ability to honour god whilst in school, and no matter how many times I dishonour him I am still wholly loved by him and wholly forgiven. 

Even mentioning the word school when most of us are done or nearly done is probably the worst thing I could do and I’m sorry, I really am. BUT anyway… school is such a crappy place to be, I really dislike school, I know lots of people actually really like it but I don’t- just my opinion. I think being in school as a Christian is really hard, especially when you don’t have any Christian friends in school. I have a few, but they have their own friends and so do I and that’s okay, and I’m grateful for the friends o have in school that aren’t Christians and also thankful for the friends that are. 

A typical story of being one of the only Christians in school is getting bullied or being left out or just having no other friends, that does happen and it’s so sad. But I have never got picked on due to my faith, I have never got picked on in school because so go to church, I have never had anything said to me because I was reading a book with “god” In the title in the middle of the corridor. I have actually never received any type of discrimination in school because of being a Christian, and I love that. But I think the hardest thing about being a Christian whilst still in school is getting to honour him fully. I often fall into the trap of gossiping and listening in on rumours and talking about others behind their back whilst in school. I often find myself slipping up and swearing the odd time and sometimes maybe making a joke about someone. I think being surrounded by your peers who are living ‘normal’ live and doing what most teenagers are doing kind of gets to you as a teenager who maybe doesn’t drink, who doesn’t want to go out every weekend, who maybe doesn’t want to have sex before marriage. It makes you feel like you’re missing out almost and some would say not living life to the full. 

I want to live a life that I enjoyed. A life where I didn’t regret something I done. A life where I didn’t cry straight after I done something I shouldn’t have or didn’t want to do. I want to live a life where I honour god fully and as much as I humanly can. I want to honour him with my words, my actions, my body and my whole life. If that means not getting drunk, not having sex before marriage, not swearing, not gossiping intentionally about others I’m okay with that. I KNOW that some Christians have different views on all of this and that’s also okay, but honouring my beliefs as I honour yours is amazing and I’m grateful for those people. 

I’m grateful that my friends in school respect my decision not to get drunk or even really drink at all, but also grateful that they still incite me out if they are, I’m grateful that they don’t really talk about things I don’t want to hear or don’t want to be involved in and I honour them for that. I’m so grateful that god has placed such a variety of people in my life, whether they be Christians, atheists, agnostic, Muslim or Jewish etc. And I’m grateful that they are all respectful. 

I’m honoured that when my friends ask me questions about god, I am able to answer them with knowledge, and if I’m not abme to answer the there and then, I can always open my bible and find something on it , or even ask friends who have been Christians longer and who do have more wisdom. I’m thankful that I have the ability to honour god whilst in school, and no matter how many times I dishonour him I am still wholly loved by him and wholly forgiven. I am honoured that our god is a forgiving god and a graceful god and an abundantly loving god. 

Forever grateful that I can honour god by loving him so much that I can  share him and meet people who will only ever experience the love of Jesus through me. 

As our theme of honour comes to an end and as we prepare for our VERY FIRST event, this week, I challenge you to honour god, honour yourself, honour your body and do everything you can to fully understand that honouring him is the greatest thing you can do to pay him back for what he’s done for you.

p.s I’m sorry that “school” is mentioned approximately 14 times in the post, I really don’t want to make your life miserable, it was just necessary.

Love you all with so much love. 

Katelyn X 

Crushing Mountains

For the hand of the Lord will rest on this mountain – Isaiah 25 v 10

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The truth is you probobally face a whole lot more mountains than you even realise.But likewise the truth is you probobally underestimate the power of God. Sometimes mountains look scary. Sometime you may feel your running dry. But with each step you conquer further than you ever did before. You are connected to a joy that is your strength, a fountain of hope a God who supplies your every need. 

The hand of the lord rests on every mountain in your life. He doesn’t just let you choose to walk up it but he walks up it with you – just like he walked it alone before you. He doesn’t just petition and help you but he rests his hand on the mountain to show he has conquered it now and forever. 
Keep moving forward. Whatever you do. Know in your heart that God see’s you. Don’t just know it in your head. Keep conquering that mountain. His hand is tested because he knows it is already overcome. Have that confidence today. Climb the mountain , you have walked around it for long enough.