From Plea to Praise // Rachel // ODU

Last year, 2 months after my grandfather passed away, I was sitting in church as they began to play the song “Hosanna” by Hillsong. Immediately I was hooked and could not get the song out of my head. I went home and sat in my room and listened to it on repeat as I began to pull out my guitar and start to learn how to play it. Almost a year later, the song has still been stuck in my head. Most people would be annoyed by his, however, I am glad it has stuck around. The song has brought me relief in the midst of this hard season.

You would think after listening to a specific song for a year that I would know a lot about it, but that wasn’t the case. I blindly sang, played, and listened to the song as it brought me comfort over the past year. Not once did I care to stop and think about what it really meant…until recently. Roughly a month ago, I pulled out my laptop and started to dive into what the word “hosanna” means. I wanted to know what the song was truly saying.

The word hosanna reminds me of the Chinese nesting dolls. You uncover one thing and start to think you are at the end… but not quite, because there is more to it! John Piper explains the word by saying this: “Our English word “hosanna” comes from a Greek word “hosanna” which comes from a Hebrew phrase hoshiya na.” The word itself has been on a journey throughout time!

In the Old Testament the word meant “Save us!” It was a cry for help. Fast forward to the New Testament, something happened along the way and the word began to mean “Salvation has come!” The meaning of the word has gone from plea to praise. Now what happened throughout the journey of the word hosanna for it to drastically change like that? If you said “Jesus” you are correct! Jesus is the reason that people took this word and altered it to be a praise instead of a plea.

Christ has done the same in my life today, he has taken my life from plea to praise. I accepted Christ into my life 2 years ago and everything started to change for the better! It has not been an easy 2 years though, many hard seasons have come my way and I tend to forget that I need Christ everyday, in every moment. Last year my discipler walked me through a book called “Hearing The Music Of The Gospel.” The more I read into the word hosanna, the more I am reminded of this book. The basis of the book is that we know the Gospel and are just going through the motions, we seem to know the choreography to the dance pretty well. Yet, we aren’t hearing the music. We read a passage and start to ask ourselves, “Okay what is this passage saying I need to do to be more like Christ?” Instead we need to read a passage and ask ourselves, “What spiritual brokenness is this passage revealing that only Christ can heal?”

When we first accept Christ we are overjoyed and excited to start making changes in our lives, but over time that feeling can dull down and we can forget to hear the music of the gospel. In moments where we can thank Christ for who he is and ask him for help to heal our spiritual brokenness, we tend to just pray for God to take away all of our problems. This may not be true for all of us, but it has been for me. Last year when I lost my grandpa, I kept praying for God to take away the pain I was feeling or to give me more time with my grandpa. I was crying out “Hosanna!” but I was living in the Old Testament and asking God to save me. Over the past year, I have moved from the Old Testament to the New Testament and learned to praise Christ for entering into my life and refining me during this hard season. Through Christ I have been able to learn to find joy in the midst of the hard seasons that life will bring. My “Hosanna” has turned from a plea to a praise.

Hi friends! My name is Rachel Titus and I am at the tail end of my time at ODU. I will be graduating in December and am excited and nervous to see what the Lord has planned for me next! I like to live by the saying “A little bit of coffee and a whole lot of Jesus.” But I switch it around to “A whole lot of coffee and a whole lot more of Jesus.” Thanks for reading! <3

To Help You Sleep…//Brooke

One of my dear dear friends has a two year old boy named Connor.  [I still remember the day he was born like it was yesterday– how do days turn into years so quick??] Anyway, if you ask Connor, “What does Daddy say?” He will quickly repeat…”Nooo cwyyyyy. Coseee youurrr eyessss.”  You see Connor has a “problem” with going to bed quickly but for some reason when his daddy comes in to tell him, “No need to Cry, close your eyes” it helps Connor calm down and eventually drift off to sleep!Margaret Berg Art: He is Our Peace Pink Blooms:

I was thinking about this scenario this morning and I wondering what are all the things that Jesus has told us through the Scriptures to bring comfort and put us at rest? A
nd, boy do we all need comfort and rest these days more than ever it seems.  And I feel we are called to carry comfort and rest and prayer to those that are hurting and fearful about the days we are living in.

Here are a few things Jesus says that surround us with Peace:

The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.  I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep. John 10:10-11
Jesus answered, I am the way and the truth and the life. John 14:6
“I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”  John 16:33
“For my yoke is easy and my burden is light” Matthew 11:30
But he said to me, My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. 2 Corinthians 12:9
Jesus looked at them and said, “With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible.” Matthew 19:26
Good Shepherd.  Truth Teller.  Life Giver.  The Overcomer. The Burden Bearer.  The Power Giver.  The Impossible Provider.
What a God we serve.  What a God that cares. What Peace we know.

Pornography, God, and me/Lauren/CNU

We have a huge God, and when we are going through the motions of life, it can be so easy to forget that. I so easily attain this mindset that underestimates the absolute power that the Lord has, as well as forgets about the sovereignty He has over all of the situations I find myself in. However, over the course of the last few months God has allowed me to experience several different things to serve as reminders of who He is, how I ought to think of Him, and why He deserves to have number one priority in my heart as well as in my life.

Pornography is something that I have struggled with for the past three years of my life. It is still so hard to admit that even now, but the Lord has been teaching me so much recently about amazing things that can come out of being obedient to Him, and in this moment I really feel like this is what He wants me to share today.

My struggle with porn began with simple curiosity that soon turned into something that I suddenly could no longer handle or hide. Pornography is a sin that is so easy to keep a secret. It is also easy to slip into a mindset that says “I can stop whenever I want to,” or “I can handle this on my own.” Both of those beliefs that I had proved to be so wrong and I continued slipping deeper and deeper into sin. Guilt and shame were emotions that I felt constantly because I believed that I was alone in my struggle. As a whole, whenever pornography is talked about in a church setting it is almost always directed towards the guys. I had never heard of girls being addicted to porn and as a result of this I truly believed that I was abnormal or that something was seriously wrong with me. As a result of those feelings, it took almost two years before I finally came clean to someone about what was really going on in my life.  Not only did I feel alone, I also felt as though I was a failure of a Christian and that the Lord had surely given up on me. I couldn’t see how anything good could possibly come out of my seriously messed up life, and I believed that I could never amount to anything in the eyes of God. God, however, felt differently. The Lord provided me with a handful of people over the years who had struggled with the same thing and who were able to disciple me and hold me accountable in my struggle. He never once left me on my own or gave up on me.

This summer I’ve had the amazing opportunity to work at a Christian summer camp in Northern Virginia. This camp encourages it’s counselors to be real with their campers and to share their testimonies with them in order to let the campers know what the Lord has been doing in their lives. Last week, the second week of camp, I got placed with a Co-Ed group of middle schoolers, and I basically decided on day one that I wasn’t going to share my entire testimony with any of the kids. I didn’t want them to know about the specific sin that I had struggled with, so I decided to be pretty vague with them regarding specific details to my testimony. Don’t ask me why I believed that God would let this fly, just know that I thought it would work. Anyways, Thursday night rolls around, and on this night a gospel message is shared during worship and campers are able to receive prayer from staff members at the camp. After worship and having some s’mores with my unit, I decided to  have a girls devotion with all of the girls in my group. As I am in the middle of sharing a devotion on being “be-you-tiful,” to the girls,  I feel the Lord prompting me to share my testimony. At first I tried to ignore God, but after a moment I realized that if the Lord was really laying this on my heart and not letting up, it must be for a reason… so I shared everything with them. The majority of the reactions from my campers were appreciation for my willingness to share with them, however, one of my campers sat in her bed sobbing. I soon came to realize that she had been struggling with pornography and that just as I had been feeling alone and ashamed, she too was experiencing guilt and self-hatred. Her tears, however, were not of embarrassment or even shame, they were of joy. That night after worship, she had prayed to the Lord that He would send her a sign that He was there, that He was real, and that He loved her. Her tears were of joy because the Lord had answered her prayer, and He had done it through my testimony. That night I was able to pray with that camper as she accepted Jesus into her heart for the first time.

God is a m a z i n g. Who else could turn brokenness into beauty, shame into joy, or sin into salvation? That night God reminded me that He has everything in His hands and that He can use any person or situation to bring His children back to Him. Never again will I allow myself to believe that I am too broken to be used to bring glory to the name of Jesus. Never again will I forget about the power that God has or His sovereignty over all situations.

I challenge you to never forget as well.



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My name is Lauren Radcliff, and I’m a sophomore at CNU. I plan on majoring in Sociology as well as minoring in both Leadership and Communication Studies. I am involved with Cru on campus as well as Extreme Measures, which is a mixed acapella group. So basically, I love to sing and in my free time you could find me making cheese quesadillas or binge watching the Office.