Far out man......

I went to the Bella Madre Festival, and besides coming home smelling like an ashtray(still trying to get that smell out of my hair btw) I had an Psychadelic time!! The people were awesome, and the music was beautiful. You could really feel the peace and love man. It was groovy, in a far out way (ok I'm done with the crazy hippy sayings).

I got there Saturday at 1am and immedeatly I was hit with the shocking smell of weed, smoke, and alcohol, not a pretty combinaton. People were up, ad walking around blaring music, and shouting, it was a very unpeaceful enviornment. How people got sleep I will never know. But with in those first few minutes of walking through the gates it was very clear that this was all just a mask to hide behind. Behind there happy faces, they were very depressed people, looking to fill avoid that was only meant to be filled by one thing, A relationship with Christ. My heart was broken for these people who were so kind, but so lost. I was there less than a day and I felt accepted, something many people only dream of, and I knew despite all there love and acceptance they were lost people.

While I was there we did many things, from going around tent to tent and talking to people, to setting up a 24/7 Prayer Station, to Making fre meals for anyone who was hungery. I was put in charge of the free massages(We set up a free 5-10 minute massage table) and I did that through out the weekend. Before I began I always asked them If I could pray over them, I wasnt told no once. As I gave massages either Wade, or Merideth would be talking to the people waiting in line(yes we had lines) and they saw what we were doing and of course they wondered why we did what we did and so many doors were opened. People would come up to us and tell us "You guys are really changing the atmosphere around here. Its not so downcast." We were doing what Jesus did. Not partaking in the sinful nature, but minstering, and hanging out with those who were lost, and creating a safe place for them to talk, and hang out. We became a landmark. If you asked anyone there where the Prayer Station was they would have known. We planted many seeds, and we saw quite a few people commit there lives to Christ.

And on a side note, I did end up getting high completly by mistake. There was one spot where people were heavily smoking weed, and I breathed in the smoke, and I will NEVER understand why people would want to feel that way for fun... That was anything, but fun!!