I tend to be a pretty serious person. Anyone who knows me will probably roll their eyes at that statement, cause look – I do crack a lot of jokes. But I think a lot. Kind of non-stop. It’s really easy to cracks some jokes. It feels pretty terrible when you feel like a joke.
At times I can be really defensive, and the same patterns of risk-assessing, over-thinking, and wall-building has followed me into my relationship with God. I treat him like I’d treat my closest friends in a lot of ways – he knows me more than any person. But when things get a little too real with God, I deflect the tension and walk away.
I remember the first time I experienced worship at Ignite Conference. It is one thing to stop working to come to prayer, but it’s a whole other task to turn your thoughts completely over to God, especially when you’re prone to overthinking.
But just like I do with the prayers in the mass, I started to think about the lyrics of the songs. What they meant, who they declared God to be. Who they said I was in Him. Without even noticing, I stopped thinking about the words, discerning their meaning. The songs became prayers, and my prayer became worship.
There is something all-consuming about welcoming him into your prayer and into your life through praise and worship. Sitting, standing, kneeling. Hands open and raised, or held together in prayer. At Ignite Conference, I was able to hear so clearly what the Spirit was saying all those times I’d walked away when it got too real. He was saying, “Come and see what God has done: He is awesome in his deeds among mortals.” Ps66:5.
At Ignite Conference, Jesus calls us to come and see the wonders; the wonder of vulnerability and freedom in prayer. See it, experience it, live it.
Written by Brigid Todd from Ignite Youth, she will be presenting at this years Ignite Conference.
Yesterday someone asked me what I expected to get out of the Ignite Conference, and I didn’t have an answer. After working (what feels like 24/7) in the office and at home, I'd forgotten to stop, and prepare by heart. I’ve been working at such a rush, that I was actually preparing my heart to rush through these next few days, without even looking up.
The Gospels are four books of wild trekking through Israel by Jesus and his crew, and honestly, Jesus called his disciples into some radical places. He drew them close and sent them out often, and each time He did so it was with a purpose and for a mission.
I’ll never forget the first time I experienced Adoration. I went into the room not really understanding God or what faith was truly about. I had been going to church since I was a child, I’d gone through a Catholic school and been at regular youth groups, but for me, it was a ‘community thing’ not a ‘spiritual thing’.
I tend to be a pretty serious person. Anyone who knows me will probably roll their eyes at that statement, cause look – I do crack a lot of jokes. But I think a lot. Kind of non-stop. It’s really easy to cracks some jokes. But it feels pretty terrible when you feel like a joke.
A few years ago, I was a small group leader for a group of year 12 guys. There were about 13 or so and for the first few sessions conversation was slow and shallow but eventually they began to open up and share about their lives and the journey they were going on over Conference.
I’ve been having a problem at work, and I’m certain that it is my own fault. I’ll be happily sitting at my own desk, typing away, working hard, headphones in and music bumping. Next thing I know, a soft mist is falling on my hair. Today, Tash, who sits beside me, literally had to spray me with whiteboard marker to get my attention. Turns out, she had been calling out to me for a couple of minutes. I just wasn’t prepared for an interruption.
Alright so you got through the last round of Catholic facts and yeah, maybe you knew one or two already. For Volume II we’ve got a whole new round-up of the freshest facts that you’ve probably (almost certainly) never heard before.
"During a grand total of two days, bullets were aimed, fired, and lodged into my conscience, making me acknowledge the truth of what it means to be a disciple today, in the real world, as a young person who wants to be worthy of the life she is called to lead....."
If you’re anything like me, you’re so thankful lecturers are finally giving you a break from reading pages and pages each week, you’ve stepped outside for the first time this week and what’s better you can start answering ‘yes’ to those text messages from friends, asking ‘can we hang out?’ This, my dear friends is called a…. Mid-year break!