It's almost midnight and I'm the kind of tired that can't be explained and I'm nowhere close to a bed. I am also wet because Satan and his demons sent a monsoon to the ATL during Passion. However, they did not keep us from our destination. So before I literally fall asleep standing up while trying to be a good example and attending the leader community group (Louie Giglio promised us a pretty sweet Bible as bribery. I hope he didn't really know in advance that we would need that bribe to attend. It is that bad, y'all but I digress). Let me try again. So before I literally fall asleep standing up in this hot mess of a group, here are two thoughts from the Dome, night one.
Every single moment, every second of our lives has been carefully planned for each of us by our Father. All of those moments work together for his ultimate will and Glory. I hope the magnitude of that is never lost on me.
Secondly, David Crowder is one of the greatest musicians of our time and when CARRIE UNDERWOOD got on stage with him and started killin it on Prodigal. Oh my sweet Moses. I can't even. In the words of Taylor Clifton, we are not ok. Pretty sure the guy standing in front of me may have some hearing loss in his future from my screams.
Here is my forever proof that I saw Carrie Underwood @ Passion 2017.
