I know I'm starting a little early.

It's because I want you to listen to this song by Caleb Garza.

It's called A Journey, and it is about his own journey into understanding Calvinism and how it

affected him so listen to this

and i still remember weeping when they told me you're not who I thought.

The love I thought I knew, ripped away by men who taught.

That power is your purpose and every single thing you do.

But that's not the God I met,

the one who sacrificed himself.

That's not you. That country road at six years old, I told my dad that I loved you.

He stopped the car to pray with me, told me that you loved me too.

Imagine my surprise when some Reformation eyes repackaged you.

I'm not saying you're not sovereign.

It's clear that you're in control.

I believe you're big enough to let me choose which way I go.

And if I'm free for freedom's sake, I've got decisions I can make, can I choose you. My darkest days consisted of considering if I was meant for wrath.

And in light of all the sin I've done,

it's hard to think that you could pay for that.

Didn't you pass over me? Despite my feeling free, I had to ask.

Horror I approached you.

Does love look like good crops in a rain?

When you say to love your enemies, to what depth do you mean what you say I was too afraid to pray when did God become this way

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