If any man be in Christ he is a new creation. This verse (2 Corinthians
5:17) means more to some than to others. For example, I got saved at an early
age, because of that Christ made me a new creation, but I didn’t have some huge
sin debt to get over. I hadn’t had a chance to mess up my life or get into “serious
sin” on the other hand; a friend of mine just recently got saved, she’s a
teenager she has some bad habits that were fine or a lost person but not
acceptable for a Christian. She has some skeletons in her closet she has to get
over and give to God. For me being a new creation wasn’t near as significant as
it was for her. She realized God had forgiven her; He has made her a new
creation, her old sins and mistakes are passed away. God forgives everyone who
comes to Him, if there young and innocent like I was or who ever in your mind
is the worst possible person ever. To God our sins are equal. Although it’s
easier for me to overcome my past, I am no better in God’s eyes, or I would be,
but God has forgiven me and washed me white as snow in His blood shed on the
cross. God is willing to make us all new creations if only we come to Him by
faith. No matter what you’ve done be it big or small God can and will forgive
you if only you ask and believe in Him.
Showing posts with label My writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My writing. Show all posts
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Lamp to our feet
God is a lamp to our feet. A guy brought this out in a
message in youth group last night. God has a plan for us; He created a path for
us to take. He lights for us only what is directly in front of us; He is a
light to our path not our horizon. God has a plan, His will is for us to become
little Christ’s that’s what being Christian means! As we follow this path He is
leading us; there are going to be trials and struggles along the way, but He
placed them there for us to grow in Him. He’s there walking us through every
step; always there when we need Him and when we think we don’t. He may not revile
Himself in the way we want, but He’s there, the whispering to us. God’s path is
perfect; all we have to do is follow it. He will revile His plan for us bit by
bit as we are ready. He will always light what we need that is in front of us
like He promised; He never promised to be a light to our horizon. So let’s
worry about the trials He has set before us, we will see what’s on the horizon when
we get there.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Some of my writing
Behind the scenes
She’s just another kid. She does her work quietly, she dresses plainly. She does nothing to stand out. She blends into the crowd. Nobody sees her stepping out. Nobody thinks she’s special; but she’s simply extraordinary. When nobody’s looking she’s the girl who helps the teacher out. She’s the one living behind the scenes. The one making sure the people in the spot lights light shines a little brighter. She doesn’t look out for personal gain. She cares nothing for personal status only helping others achieve. She lives behind the scenes helping everyone.
Conform
Little by little they take my control. They change me to be like them; stealing my personality, my individuality. They try to control me to force me to conform and be like them. They tell me what I do is wrong, turn others against me. They say I can’t be who I am. They try to break me down, force me to change. I will not let them! The can not tell me who I am. I am who I am, who God created me to be. God can not make mistakes ever. Who I am, the way I am is right. Nobody can force me into that cheap cookie cutter mold. I was made to be different I will stand up for my God and what I believe. I am an original creative person nobody can break me down. I will not conform.
Girls
We think we are always right, even when were not. We love deeply. We fight over stupid things and don’t all forgive easily. But out biggest flaw, our biggest cause of hurt is our emotions. On the outside we have it all together, everything is perfect. On the inside, we crave affection, love, and, acceptance. We torture ourselves, saying we’re no good nobody loves us, we’re fat. All because we don’t feel loved or we are greedy for more. We pretend like nothing gets to us, nobody knows about the nights we spend crying about what has been said to us. We are like glass diamonds. We see only our flaws, we look tough unbreakable, yet we are fragile.
She’s just another kid. She does her work quietly, she dresses plainly. She does nothing to stand out. She blends into the crowd. Nobody sees her stepping out. Nobody thinks she’s special; but she’s simply extraordinary. When nobody’s looking she’s the girl who helps the teacher out. She’s the one living behind the scenes. The one making sure the people in the spot lights light shines a little brighter. She doesn’t look out for personal gain. She cares nothing for personal status only helping others achieve. She lives behind the scenes helping everyone.
Conform
Little by little they take my control. They change me to be like them; stealing my personality, my individuality. They try to control me to force me to conform and be like them. They tell me what I do is wrong, turn others against me. They say I can’t be who I am. They try to break me down, force me to change. I will not let them! The can not tell me who I am. I am who I am, who God created me to be. God can not make mistakes ever. Who I am, the way I am is right. Nobody can force me into that cheap cookie cutter mold. I was made to be different I will stand up for my God and what I believe. I am an original creative person nobody can break me down. I will not conform.
Girls
We think we are always right, even when were not. We love deeply. We fight over stupid things and don’t all forgive easily. But out biggest flaw, our biggest cause of hurt is our emotions. On the outside we have it all together, everything is perfect. On the inside, we crave affection, love, and, acceptance. We torture ourselves, saying we’re no good nobody loves us, we’re fat. All because we don’t feel loved or we are greedy for more. We pretend like nothing gets to us, nobody knows about the nights we spend crying about what has been said to us. We are like glass diamonds. We see only our flaws, we look tough unbreakable, yet we are fragile.
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