So this one time I decided to travel to the beautiful city of Houston, Texas. I was greeted with mild weather, friendly residents, and a somewhat intimidating expressway. It was my first time vacationing alone and I must say that I plan to do it a lot more often. Although I was physically by myself, I know God was with me; and with just Him and I, I had an amazing time. I realized that there was much joy, peace, and freedom in exploring an unfamiliar city without the pressure of conforming to the desires of others. There wasn’t a day that I was bored, annoyed, or regretting my decision in going there.
My initial motivation for going to Houston was to visit Lakewood Church. I’ve been a follower of their ministry for a little over a year now; its’ added to my spiritual life, enhanced my walk with God, and I can simply appreciate anyone or organization that promotes love, hope, faith and the importance having a relationship with God. I had been meaning to plan a visit there for a while, but things often got in the way. Whether it was lack of time, finances, or some other roadblock I kept putting it off. But one day I just booked it and a week later I was on a plane.
*That's Tweetable* I can simply appreciate anyone or organization that promotes love, hope, faith and the importance having a relationship with God.
While on my journey, in addition to attending three of Lakewood’s services, I also ate at some great restaurants, visited a couple of museums, shopped (a lot), went sight-seeing, I saw the musical Sweet Potato Queens, and I got to meet Pastor Joel Osteen. Through all of that, my favorite part about being in Houston was experiencing Lakewood’s praise and worship portion of their service. It was like a Jesus concert on steroids (haha). I was blown away by the amount of individuals praising God with all they had in their own unique way. There wasn’t one person in their seat and I was glad to be in attendance.
For me this was more than a trip, it was more than a new city, or a popular church; it was confirmation that I was able to experience and have all that God has in store for me when I step out on faith. It was freedom; or rather liberation. I had an idea, I shared it with God and I went for it. While in Texas I was able to do whatever I wanted, however I wanted, and I believe that I was only able to do those things through God’s grace and provision.
I realized that this trip was a microcosmic representation of my life and all of our lives. When we seek God first regarding the things we want, He’ll go before us, direct our paths, and ensure that we’re blessed. Of course along with this requires our faith and obedience, and every day I’m learning more of how to trust Him as not only my savior but also my Lord but that’s another post. Nonetheless, I’m grateful for the amazing experience I had and the confirmation it created in my spirit.
*That's Tweetable* When we seek God first regarding the things we want, He’ll go before us, direct our paths, and ensure that we’re blessed
I re-wrote this post more times than I’d like to admit, each time thinking that the purpose was to share about my trip and the many things I had done in a different city, but somehow my fingers insisted on typing about the spiritual experience more than the physical one. That’s when I realized that God isn’t as concerned about outward as He is the inward. This trip reminded me that God wants us to live abundant lives; abundant in joy, freedom, and experiences.