As the week went by my heart, soul, and mind were changed! On that Thursday, I think Barlow Girl was there that night, God spoke to the guys at my youth group. Later that night when we had small groups there were explaining how God and the devil were literally fighting for some of them. Others God was yelling at them like with thunders and stuff like that, and another guy he thought he was having a seizure (I can’t spell sorry!) And I was thinking God talk to me!! HELLO??? I’m right here I wanted to you to talked to me! The guys didn’t even want God to talk to them, but I’m here ready to be spoken to!! Maybe I wasn’t listening.

Later that week on Saturday morning with Princess Zulu, God spoke to me! Way before my mom say I was going to be a missionary and go to Africa, but Me in Africa come on!! I thought never is going to happen! That morning I fought and argue with God! I was like no, there’s no way I’m going to Africa! Sorry no! But the end of that service I was broken at the altar, bawling, crying out to God, if He wants me to that I’ll do it!! I’ll go!

So now I’m planning to go to Africa! I just have to find a way to get there!

- Giuliana, student