the wicked run away when no one is chasing them, but the godly are as bold as lions

tonight, i was meeting up with a friend who wanted me to come to this 'party'. she hadn't told me much about it, but i thought 'hey, why not?'.
so i get to her place where i was meeting here and she tells me that's it's at a church. basically, it was a youth group type thing. she was worried if she told me beforehand that i wouldn't come.

i'll admit - i was a skeptical. i've never been a religious person, and being in religious type situations always made me uncomfortable. but i was already there, so i figured i may as well go in for at least a little while.

it was amazing. i've never seen anything like it. there was over 200 people, all there for the same reason. they were so passionate.. so energetic.. they get really into it.

when my nana died about a month ago.. it was hard. it wasn't unexpected, but it was still hard. i got a piece of her jewelery... a cross necklace. my nana wasn't particularly religious herself, but it was a necklace that had been passed down from her family.

it might sound weird, or crazy but getting that necklace was the first of quite a few.. signs. there was something pushing me towards a faith. and tonight was the last sign i needed.

it never struck me as an important thing to have - faith, i mean. but seeing all these people tonight made me realize how important it really is. and i know it's quite easy to be cynical about something.. having faith takes a lot more courage.

ok, i think i've rambled enough for tonight! sorry if all that seems jumbled. just had a lot to think about tonight!
i have an 8.30 class in the morning so i probably should get myself to bed!

cya xx