The first girl, who started talking to me, could barely open her eyes all the way. In our back-and-forth conversation, we found out each other’s name was Laura. I asked if she wanted prayer, and she said, “Yes.” As I was praying for her, I was looking straight into her eyes, and it was as if the substance in her body that was making her high was melting away. As God was touching her heart, her eyes were opening more. It was amazing!

Her friend, Raquel, kept saying, “I can’t look into your eyes,” but then she did, and when she did, I began to pray. During our prayer, God was telling her how much He loved her and how Jesus died for her. As she heard that, she said, “Wait! I think I know Him. I used to go to church with my Grandma.” I prayed for that little spark in her to ignite and for her love for God to rise up in her. All of a sudden, she heard Corrie playing music and burst out, “I KNOW that!” So we walked over to the music.

She found herself singing along and was blown away. She kept saying, “That’s somewhere in me! I know this!” It was heavenly. Then, she started asking Corrie about other songs. Raquel knew the words to all the songs. She couldn’t believe it. She had forgotten about her First Love, and He brought us all to the beach to remind her.

As we were singing, Laura was hearing a word from Stan and abandoned her life to Jesus. We just kept hugging. They have my number. I hope they call it. As they find out who they really are, I would love to walk beside them.

It’s funny: there’s something about OB because “every” time I go down there, I have the thought, “Why am I here. God doesn’t really need “me” here.”” I’m glad I don’t listen to that voice because God always has something amazing planned.