MO-RO

We just got back from an interesting night in Royal Oak. I can't really say it was bad, because there were two good things, but everything else that happened was just strange. I'm uneasy about it all. That pit of the stomach feeling like... "what, huh??" you know?

So the good:

1. "They like Jesus, they won't give us their numbers and I'm still trying to figure out why we are standing here."
*classic*

2. Tyler (?) leaves for Korea in a couple days and wants a picture with two sweet girls... awesome. I'm pumped that we have pictures going on facebook. I'm not really sure why, but I'm really excited. Really excited. So anyway. We talk to them and tell them right off that bat that once they ask their question, we have one for them. So picture and talking blah blah so then we whip out our cards and ask for prayer requests. We receive back a "WHAT?!?" in unison from at least two of them and immediately following all four of the disperse to separate areas to write prayer requests without a second thought. Loved it. Then we pray with them right there in front of O'tooles in downtown royal oak. Then emily prays the gospel and it was beautiful and they all were looking at each other when she did it which made it even better. but you know what, she spoke to their souls. No matter what every other part of their body said, their souls smiled.

Now the not so good:

Emily, since you are the only one reading this most likely this is to you and what i thought the moment i walked into my room.

So we discussed demons (a little) tonight. Some people get super upset about writing down a prayer request and one guy in particular was TICKED. Dropping F bombs left and right and eventually stormed off after writing "good life" for his prayer request. But as Emily recanted the story to me I had this strong sense of demons. The fact that probably a demon was speaking through him. Why else would someone be in such a rant because we asked one simple question. Seriously, why? It's the only logical answer to me.

As I walked into my room, I thought to myself, maybe we have such a weird feeling about tonight because we didn't do what we were there to do. We walked down with the intentions of getting prayer requests, but maybe God had something else in store. Maybe we were there to fight the battle we weren't fighting but merely recongnizing that the evil side was most definitely not being challenged. I mean we have been given the knowledge to know what we have to do and how to fight it, maybe God is telling us to practice. Start your ministry here in the streets of royal oak. Who cares, just do it. You see it, get rid of it. Don't recognize and turn your back on it expecting it to go away.
That is what i thought. Pray about it I guess?
Very strange, but good night overall. I don't think we can have a bad night doing this. So thank you God for working your magic when things aren't perfect.