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Words thrown at me last year. I returned to the place that exploded my heart and made me cry for my faith. Persevere. It’s what I learnt to do this year. Though lessons learnt last year still lingered onto this, the lesson was unfinished. Perhaps may be still in the making but none the less, a lesson learned. Words turned into feelings is what was made through out this beautiful weekend.

I was shocked to see familiar faces not from my youthgroup but from my school attending this rally. It attacked my biggest issue in faith. The struggle to bring your faith in your every day life, to work, to school, to life outside of church itself. The Lord through a challenge at me and I accepted. The Lord challenged me on the words I said burned through my heart. Faith, Hope, and Love, and I opened up all I could so that these words could become more than just the written, to the feeling. A feeling that would shoot up my spine, shaking my body giving me goosebumps that would burn my heart. The Lord provided and now I continue to grow in my faith.

The re-connections were undeniable. The warm smiles from the strangers whose hearts burned for the Lords were warming. The Volunteers and speakers there to speak to Word of God rang out to the hearts who desired. Though tears were shed, they cried out for joy. Midland Youth Rally you are forever seared into my memories, and FLW M3 has become just as powerful to me as my Faith, Hope, and Love. Midland Youth Rally, everyone was there for a reason. Even if you were one of the strangers who smiled at me, you lifted me up, and I thank you.