Conviction Countdown

25 days until I move to Des Moines. How do I know that? Because I have been counting down every day until I make my move. The day I told my boss I was quitting my job and moving started the countdown. That was day 43.

Countdowns are a favorite among people. 211 days until my next birthday, 92 days until my promotion kicks in, 38 days until my wedding, there is even a countdown that tells you how many days until your favorite celebrity turns 18....cause you know....we totally need to know when it's legal for them to....um....you know.....vote. (Miley turn 18 in 155 days.)

Last night my girl friend Hannah (who is a WARRIOR for Christ) and I were texting back and forth around midnight. We had a long day. Details would take forever (but you know how much I LOVE the details) but I'll give you a quick highlight. Went to a pool. Women in bikinis, loud offensive music, hard liquor, drugs, vulgar language, lust...it was a breeding zone for darkness. As we were there one of my guy friends was like, "OK. So I have to know what's going on with you. Iowa? To join a cult? What gives Kate." Normally you would think this would upset me....but HELLO perfect opportunity to share the gospel!! So we did...for a while. There were two of my guy friends that sat and listened to me talk (Hannah gave me the stage since she knew these are men I used to party with and were obviously affected by the changes they saw in my life.) One of them was asking a TON of questions and I really felt a softness. (I called him to see if he wanted to go to church tonight and have not heard back...but I have hope.) After a few hours at the pool Hannah and I came home, did a variety of things, had a variety of conversations and I came back to my house. We stayed up late texting and just pouring prayers over this man. Hannah is an AMAZING singer/songwriter who is the female worship leader at our church. She poured song over him and I prayed (mostly because I would offend the masses if I had to sing over him).

As this took place I became convicted. Very convicted. I had the countdown turned around. Completely around. Am I excited to come to Des Moines? Very. There is no doubt about that. But as Hannah reminded me last night (and McKenna reminds me all the time)..."The Kingdom is near." I only have 25 days until I move to Des Moines. 25 days where the Lord can use me reach the broken here in Denver. I had HUNDREDS of friends in Denver. Most I am no longer close to....but I need to swallow my pride and rekindle that relationship. My life has changed, my heart has changed, and who am I to be selfish enough to stay inside watching NCIS marathons? (How I spent my morning)

Have I experienced some anger towards the Lord? Ummm....please see previous post. But I can't let Satan win. My flesh will suffer, that has been evident to me, but the time has come. These people that I know, that I love, need to hear the gospel.

And I only have 25 days.