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The weekend was finally here, the weekend we had all been waiting for. I was anxious sitting in my seat in my last class for the day, waiting for the bell to ring to let us out of Drake Middle School. This weekend was not just an ordinary weekend, but a very special one. This weekend was the weekend of Winter Retreat at Shocco Springs. The bell finally rang, and 100 seventh graders jumped out of their seats to hurry home to finish packing. As I was packing, I thought about this weekend and how much fun it was going to be. A weekend away from home spent with my best friends, yummy food, and of course the boys versus girls football game. My mom threw my suitcases in the back of the car and drove me and my friends to where the buses would arrive to take us to the retreat. When we got there we saw eight buses lined up in a row, taking 500 students away for the weekend. My heart started racing; seeing all the buses got me so excited for this weekend. I gave my mom a kiss on the check and hopped on the bus to find a good seat. …show more content…
On the bus ride over there everyone could not stop talking about the weekend ahead of us.
We talked about staying up late, eating an assortment of candy and junk food, and our plan on how to dominate the boys in football. We soon approached Shocco Springs, and everyone started cheering. Before we were let off the bus, our leaders told us about our speaker, Brent Gambrell, and how excited he was to be there with us. They finally let us off the bus and my friends raced off to find our rooms. At the time, little did I know how much this weekend was going to change my life. Little did I know how much Brent Gambrell himself would change my
life. He loved me. I was a sinner, but he didn’t care. He just wanted my love in return. He died so I could love him. In the moment of Brent Gambrell preaching, he told us to close our eyes. My eyes were closed, but I didn’t need them to see what was in front of me. He talked about repentance and how accepting Jesus Christ into our lives would be the smartest decision we ever made. He told us to come forward if we wanted to make that commitment. I was pondering my true feelings; I thought I was already saved, but I guess not. I knew now was the perfect time. I had learned so much this weekend and I knew I wanted to accept Jesus into my life, but I didn’t want to be alone. Then I realized I wasn’t alone, God was with me always and would never leave me. My hands were shaking and my heart was pounding in my chest, but I knew this was the decision I wanted to make. I faced my fears and got up on my feet. As I was walking forward a lady pulled me into her arms and started to pray for me. I burst into tears. I’m not really sure why, but it was the only way I could express what I was feeling. After she prayed over me she told me that I was now a daughter of the king. She walked me down to the basement of the chapel with the rest of the other students who had just accepted Jesus. There was actually quite a few of us, more than I expected, and at that moment I realized there was nothing to be nervous about after all. We all had two things in common, we were aware that we were sinners, and we all had tears running down our face. Everyone that had taken their first steps as new believers were gathered together in the basement. After everyone was there Brent came down the stairs to tell us about the importance of the decision we just made, and how proud he was that we made this decision. As I was leaving, my best friend Katie came and gave me the biggest hug ever. She had just been saved too. They threw a party for all of us that night. We played music and just had a good time with friends. We each walked on stage and rang a bell to symbolize the decision we made. I remember not being able to sleep that night because I was thinking about the decision I just made. I was so blessed knowing I had a God that was always willing to forgive and wanted me to join him in heaven one day. That next morning it was time to go home. I was not ready to go back home to Auburn yet, back to reality. I was ready to see my family though, and tell them about my experience and decision I made the night before. I’ll never forget my first Winter Retreat experience. Especially February 6, 2010 – the day I was saved!
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