This weekend: Wow.
It was amazing. I loved it so much and I'm really sad to be back home. It changed me, and a lot of other people, a lot. We got there about 8:00 Friday night and we went straight to church. We didn't even go to the hotel. I was really mad about that. I kind of went into retreat with an I-don't-care-this-is-gonna-suck attitude but even within the first hour of retreat that attitude changed. We sung and we had mass and we said the rosary and had exposure of the blessed sacrament and "prayer time," as I like to call it, on Friday night alone. I went to confession with the Bishop of Charlotte. It was amazing. I used to hate confession so much and I was so scared of it, but it's really an amazing sacrament; an amazing grace of God. We didn't get to the hotel until about 11:00 that night.

Then we had to be back at the church at 8:00 Saturday morning. We had some amazing "lectures." We had one about suicide and I cried during that. Then we had one about the sixth commandment (You shall not commit adultery) and exactly how far can you go. That one made a lot of good points. I really liked it. Fr. Luke did it and he told us that we should treat our boyfriends/girlfriends like brothers/sisters. He made the point that you don't know if you're going to marry this person and if you don't marry them then someone else probably will. And there is probably someone out there for you somewhere who might have a boyfriend/girlfriend also right now. How would you want your future spouses boyfriend/girlfriend treating them right now?? Do you want your future spouse to go out and have sex all the time and do all other kinds of things with someone other than you?? Not really. Think about it.

We had mass and we said "international rosary" (each decade was said in a different language) and of course we had lunch and dinner and breaks. We also had small groups which were a great time to get to ask questions and stuff. I really liked them. And then Saturday night we had adoration.

Adoration....WOW...It was so great. All the lights were turned out and the candles were lit. We had exposure of the blessed sacrament and one of the brothers walked around in circles with the blessed sacrament and it was so emotional. So many peope were just bawling their eyes out...I sure was. It was probably the best and most emotional event of the whole weekend. Then we all got in a really close group and put our arms around each other and we sung this song and part of it goes: "We are one body, one body in Christ, and we do not stand alone. We are one body, one body in Christ, and he came that we might have life. And he tells us, I am the way, the truth, the light. He who believes in me will have eternal life."

I cried so many times this weekend. I honestly believe that more liquid came out of my eyes than my bladder this weekend. Lol.

Sunday was amazing as well. We had mass again and I got to read a petition. We did the Crowning of Mary and we said the rosary again also and we had some talks on the Blessed Mother. We of course, heard the story of the miraculous medals, got some and got them blessed. Then we also heard the story of Our Lady Of Guadalupe. I should count how many times I've heard those stories. They're amazing though and they never cease to amaze me.

Then we drove home and it was sad. We were passing through Knightdale to Wendell and I was like, you know what? I really wish I was going to mass right now. I have NEVER in my life wanted to go to mass out of the blue like that. NEVER. And I just really wanted to go and listen to God's word. It was kind of scary. Amazing. But scary.

All in all, it was a great weekend and I wish it could've lasted longer. I love our confirmation class now...well...most of it. We had a lot of fun.

I'm coming back to the heart of worship and it's all about You, it's all about You, Jesus. I'm sorry Lord for the thing I've made it, when it's all about You