About Me
Hello world! My name is Adam Lepp and have I got a story to tell you. It starts off pretty average, has some major roller coaster moments in the middle, and has the besting ending ever. It's still being written, so join me as I continue to tell the story of love.
You’re where I want to be.
Posted by adamlepp in Hope, Identity
Every Friday, a bunch of people in Bemidji get together to worship God. It’s one of my favorite nights of the week. Not only do we get to intercede for the city of Bemidji, but we get to spend time together in fellowship, sing songs of praise to our heavenly father, and even seen God do miracles by healing people (just last night, one of my good friend’s wrist was healed!).
That’s why I go. God is doing amazing things in this city. I’m going to focus on me for this post though
. There is one more thing I find happening at Friday Night Worship. People are being filled up with the Holy Spirit. People like me. I often find myself drained after a long week and constantly find God renewing my spirit while I worship Him. It’s like all my frustrations are lifted away. The pain is gone. And when I forget why I’m here, He gently reminds me.
Last night, we started off singing a variation of the song We Are One In The Spirit. The lyrics we sang went something like this:
A lot of thoughts started going through my head as we are singing this. I was having trouble focusing on what we were doing and eventually sat down. I started writing in my journal Worth? I am worthy. You are worthy. Holy, you are holy. I am holy.
I couldn’t write much more. I didn’t really believe what I had just wrote. I started looking back through my journal. Reading stories from my past. Laughing at some, wincing at others. I got to an entry written on October 7th that started off Remember when it was so exciting. We just ran together. I miss that.
The tears flowed. I was lost. All I wanted to do was be with my savior, my papa. But I felt so far away. I felt unworthy. I felt alone. By now, we were singing One Thing - I tried to sing a long.
But I can’t LORD, I can’t get to where you are. I want to. I want to be with you. You’re where I want to be, but I can’t get there. Will you come to me? Will you heal me?
God answered my prayer. I barely had spit those words out to God when someone stood up and said “You know, those words can totally be reversed. God wants to be where we are.” God spoke through her, telling me that not only does He want to be where I am, He is so in love with me, and is with me.
What a night. I was filled with joy. I was filled with comfort. How awesome is our God.