17;t think so. I told my parents there was no way that I was going; they would have to leave without me. Well, five months later, I'm driving across country to my new home in Washington DC. My parents enrolled me in a small Christian school, which triggered a period of total rebellion in my life, not only against my parents, but against God. Something inside me told me that God wanted me there, and I hated Him for it. How could He take me away from everything that I loved? It says in Isaiah 55:8, “For My thought are not your thoughts, nor are My ways your ways,” “For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My thoughts higher then your thoughts.” It took me a whole year to realize that God actually did know what He was doing. Every day I would wake up and ask God, why am I here? Why did you bring me here? I waited everyday for an answer. I could find nothing positive about where I was. The year flew by and before I knew it I had graduated. By this time, I had made my recruiting trips and I had to make a decision on where to attend college. I had my choice of several big division one school, but even through all of my rebellion, I could hear God tell me He wanted me at ORU. So, the summer comes to a close. My church was attending a youth conference the week before I was scheduled to be at school, and the Spirit said, Lindsey, you need to go. I didn’t want to! I didn’t want to change my ways; I was happy just the way I was. But deep down inside, I knew that I needed to change, and it was for this reason that I listened to Him.The conference was six days. We had three to four speakers a day, each with a different message. The first day the Lord broke me a little. The second day a little more. The third, even a little more. By the last day, I was in tears. God’s presence was so powerful and so evident. He showed me areas in my life that I needed to fix, specific a...
