A booth for Two. (Date Night)
(Note: I wanted the title of this post to be "At the bar with Jesus" but "A booth for Two" sounds a little less scandalous).
I wanted to write this post to tell you how much Jesus loves me (and you too for that matter). Friday nights are perhaps my favorite nights of the week. Every since I was little they've been filled with anticipation and adventure. I mean, any day that consists of pizza for lunch in the school cafeteria is bound to be full of awesomeness, right? But as I was saying Fridays are my fave.
To add to that feeling of awesomeness is the fact that I've been working six days a week this entire month. I had two days off, besides Sundays, this entire month. It has been stressful and I didn't not believe that I was going to make it to the end. But here it is February 1 and I'm alive!! Praise Jesus. But I digress.
Jesus has been so gracious, loving and tender with me. And to be quite honest, I don't deserve it. I don't mean in the "I'm so religious I have to say that but I believe I do because I'm religious" kind of talk. I really mean that I don't deserve it. My relationship with Him, at least on my end, has been what I would call "Suckish." I hadn't been seeking him until a friend told me, "To be honest with you, you need deliverance." And that's what I did. I went and got delivered (which is totally and completely and on going process. Deliverance is in an instant. However, learning to live life without being oppressed by unclean spirits is a process).
Every since I was prayed for and had my life changed and impure spirits called out of me, I am so much more able to see and experience the true love that Jesus has for me in a true, real way.
So, what does this have to do with Date Night? Especially since I'm not currently seeing anyone? I'm glad you asked!
So, I got off work this Past Friday night and didn't particularly want to go right home. I didn't have much money and I wanted to go to one a my favorite restaurants. Okay, favorite Bars. They have really great wings and really great drinks for pretty cheap. I asked Jesus if this was okay. And he said, "Yes." And I said something like, "really?" And he said, "Yes. I want to enjoy this time with you." This kinda made me blush (If I could blush). But I was hungry. And Jesus had said, "Yes" didn't he?
So I'm seated in the bar in a booth and after placing my order all of a sudden I feel this attack of the enemy. Strange as it may sound, I felt condemned. The enemy (Satan) was saying to me, "You should at least read your Bible if you're going to be here." I felt like it was true. Shouldn't I be reading my Bible, which I happen to have had with me?
I contemplated. I took out my daily planner instead and started to write in it. Was I really going to read my Bible in a bar? "That's what a good Christian would do." ATTACK.
But there in that moment The Holy Spirit was there. Reminding me of who Jesus is. He is human, normal. He has a body. He didn't constantly read scripture. Although he did spend time with God, reading his word and talking to him, that wasn't the only thing he did. He talked with people. Yes he healed and performed miracles. But did you know that Jesus laughs? He laughs. HE laughs!! His eyes twinkle. He dances. He's completely and utterly human and God.
I asked Jesus if I needed to do this or if he wanted me to do this and he said, "No."
My delicious wings and fruit juice mix and arrive at my table (12 wings instead of the 6 I ordered. Which I had to pay full price for. But I'm not complaining because they were delicious). I say grace and begin to eat.
Now during this whole time there is music playing on the jukebox. (Yes they have a jukebox :) ) And what is playing? "Sara Smile" by Hall and Oates. One of my favorite songs thanks to my oldest sister. What else comes on? "Let's Stay Together" by Al Green. One of my other favorite songs.
Jesus' prints were all over this time. The music, the food, the atmosphere. Jesus is playful and dare I say, romantic. He and I sat at the bar in a booth for 2.
I wanted to write this post to tell you how much Jesus loves me (and you too for that matter). Friday nights are perhaps my favorite nights of the week. Every since I was little they've been filled with anticipation and adventure. I mean, any day that consists of pizza for lunch in the school cafeteria is bound to be full of awesomeness, right? But as I was saying Fridays are my fave.
To add to that feeling of awesomeness is the fact that I've been working six days a week this entire month. I had two days off, besides Sundays, this entire month. It has been stressful and I didn't not believe that I was going to make it to the end. But here it is February 1 and I'm alive!! Praise Jesus. But I digress.
Jesus has been so gracious, loving and tender with me. And to be quite honest, I don't deserve it. I don't mean in the "I'm so religious I have to say that but I believe I do because I'm religious" kind of talk. I really mean that I don't deserve it. My relationship with Him, at least on my end, has been what I would call "Suckish." I hadn't been seeking him until a friend told me, "To be honest with you, you need deliverance." And that's what I did. I went and got delivered (which is totally and completely and on going process. Deliverance is in an instant. However, learning to live life without being oppressed by unclean spirits is a process).
Every since I was prayed for and had my life changed and impure spirits called out of me, I am so much more able to see and experience the true love that Jesus has for me in a true, real way.
So, what does this have to do with Date Night? Especially since I'm not currently seeing anyone? I'm glad you asked!
So I'm seated in the bar in a booth and after placing my order all of a sudden I feel this attack of the enemy. Strange as it may sound, I felt condemned. The enemy (Satan) was saying to me, "You should at least read your Bible if you're going to be here." I felt like it was true. Shouldn't I be reading my Bible, which I happen to have had with me?
I contemplated. I took out my daily planner instead and started to write in it. Was I really going to read my Bible in a bar? "That's what a good Christian would do." ATTACK.
But there in that moment The Holy Spirit was there. Reminding me of who Jesus is. He is human, normal. He has a body. He didn't constantly read scripture. Although he did spend time with God, reading his word and talking to him, that wasn't the only thing he did. He talked with people. Yes he healed and performed miracles. But did you know that Jesus laughs? He laughs. HE laughs!! His eyes twinkle. He dances. He's completely and utterly human and God.
I asked Jesus if I needed to do this or if he wanted me to do this and he said, "No."
My delicious wings and fruit juice mix and arrive at my table (12 wings instead of the 6 I ordered. Which I had to pay full price for. But I'm not complaining because they were delicious). I say grace and begin to eat.
Now during this whole time there is music playing on the jukebox. (Yes they have a jukebox :) ) And what is playing? "Sara Smile" by Hall and Oates. One of my favorite songs thanks to my oldest sister. What else comes on? "Let's Stay Together" by Al Green. One of my other favorite songs.
Jesus' prints were all over this time. The music, the food, the atmosphere. Jesus is playful and dare I say, romantic. He and I sat at the bar in a booth for 2.
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