rolling in the deep
Sitting in a bar called Green Devil, me and two team mates are trying our hardest to hear our own thoughts and just pray silently because not one bar girl is talking to us-but the music is raging. It is always the loudest in this bar. Add the visual distractions and it feels like a lost cause. We keep making eye contact that is screaming "how am I supposed to pray in here?!" It was a battle to keep our minds on Christ for an extended period of time but as soon as I had been praying for at least 30 seconds straight, I heard God telling me to keep standing. It was a weird thing to...