Christian's 6:22 Experience

Here is how I came to 6:22 tonight. Desperate, feeling unloved, with no purpose, just another guy on another road trying to make it through life. Life sucked. I've felt like the youth group and my family and my church have gotten too caught up in what's right, wrong, or traditional and has lost sight of what I believe God is all about: LOVE.

We get to 6:22. The music starts, and it takes me a couple songs to get into it. But for some reason, as I was thinking about life and the day, the question "Should I go to this college?" pops into my head. I was like, "Haha, maybe its from God. (yeah right...)". So I tried to answer it. And I heard "No". I asked myself the question again about 6 more times and tried to say yes in my head but it felt so unnatural compared to NO. So then I get into the music, and I love their lyrics. Every single word on every single song was exactly what I was feeling. I just finally started crying a little, and then I put my hands up just to worship. But then it felt like God was saying "Here, hold my hand." and I got this crazy notion to grab onto this invisible hand. So I did, and it was almost like I could feel it, but it still was nothing there. I can't describe it really. It felt like the picture of the Surgeon holding the hand of the tiny newborn Baby. I was holding the pinky finger of God. I just held on until I couldn't keep my arm up anymore. But then it was just, indescribable. It felt like I was in God's hands, cupped around me. That rest of the night, I didn't put my hands up because I didn't need to reach out to God, he was right there.

It was just amazing.

Finally, at the end of the night, I just felt so fulfilled and with purpose again. I feel like all these annoyances and aggravating things now are insignificant. Who cares. Not me anymore. And then right as Mathew closed the last song, I heard the question "Should I go to this college?" again. And this time I heard "Yes, you're ready now."

Thank You for this ministry, I've been looking for real love and real faith and not the stale Sunday School mold and here you have it in a cramped room across from a bar atop a rickety skate shop. Love is happening there. Thank you.

-Christian