im looking at my baptism photos and thinking about the last two years of my life. i will never forget the first night of high school church camp, sitting on the concrete floor, legs painfully asleep, crying at the altar, but incapable of moving because the Holy Spirit was there. i had never truly felt Him before. the enemy was at work filling me with anxiety and what ifs. i took it. i took the anxiety and surrendered it for the first time ever. i laid it at His feet. He took it away and bore the anxiety for me. it washed away as soon as i gave to Him. God was real. God is real. since that defining moment it has been a journey. a journey of discovery as i began to discover who the Lord is. yet, the camp fire started to burn out and turn to smoke as i focused on school and my relationships and things of this world instead of Him. this past year of living in cleveland was going to be bad i thought. i hated the idea of being in ohio away from friends and people i loved that were in florida. i didn’t want to listen to his obvious call. but the Lord had a plan and knew what He was doing because i found Him there in a new and extreme way. God knew i would develop a passion for Him. i am understanding my call as a worshipper. i am understanding that i have a spiritual gift of serving. i am learning that all i want is Jesus. i want to chase after His goodness and His worthiness and His everlasting peace that is greater than you or i could imagine. i want to praise Him eternally. i want to pour all the love i have onto Him. everything i do needs to revolve around Him. by being baptized last month i declare then and now that i am forever dedicated to Jesus. i am His worshipper, His servant, His devoted, a part of His bride, and oh how i rejoice in that! i can’t wait for this flame i have to continue to catch and never go out. thank U my King Jesus.