Before I say anything, I would like to make it clear that I'm completely sane. In fact, I think I happen to be more sane than most people. At only 19, I have finally accepted what most people will never accept. I have accepted that my salvation comes through Christ and Christ alone and that he loves me. How many people are going to continue being apathetic about God? Imagine how He must feel. He sends His only Son - use your imagination here with me for a moment if you will. Picture yourself having a child, or perhaps a child you currently have. Truly hold this image and note your feeling towards this tiny person that relies on you for everything. It's the most overwhelming sense of love imagineable. And if you can't picture that, try to recall the stories of parents running in front of cars to save their children, or running into a burning home to rescue their precious child. - to earth, to die in a horrific way 33 years later. He sent His only child to be slaughtered! So that we can go to heaven. And He did all this for naught. Look at the world around us. How many people truly care about God anymore? Not many. Everyone thinks it's the good deads that matter, not the deity that is worshipped. That's not true in the least bit. There's one way to heaven, and one way alone. That way is to accept God and His son, Jesus Christ, and to know and accept that our salvation comes entirely from Him. We cannot save ourselves, only the Lord can save us.
This isn't out of the blue. I used to be quite devout until I started dating Damon and fell away from God. Although, I don't think I ever believed with the fervor I have now. I did love God and I did pray, but I was ignorant. I'm not as ignorant anymore. My faith is pure and my desire for Christ is simply overwhelming.
I came back into my faith though because God got my attention in two very specific ways. The first way the tsunami in Asia. Just because I was an ignoramus about some things does not mean I couldn't see the signs. There are many signs to watch for to give you clues that it is the season of Christ's return. And one of those signs is natural disasters and crazy weather. Go ahead, say we've always had earthquakes. And that's true, but look at records from say 1900. Earthquakes were far fewer and far less significant. How many have we had just this year alone? And how many topped the richter scale? Quite a few. I'm not going to get into all the signs though. Because this is about me and my faith. However, I hope that at least some of you think about what I said and look it up for yourself.
Despite the signs, I wasn't quite ready to come to him. I started reading the Bible again, and studying the prophecies, but I still wasn't ready. Then, foolish me, I decided to declare myself a "lesbian". Not even a week later, I was at work and an older man approached me asking for Shai. I told him Shai was coming in after 2 and this man just started talking to me. About God! We started discussing revelations (one of my favorite books of the Bible) and the signs that God is getting fed up with His straying flock. And he mentioned rampant homosexuality and that obviously hit home. Every morning that I work, that man comes over and talks to me about God. And I know without a doubt that God sent him into my life so that I would stop straying and finally go back to where I belong. And I've never felt better. I think this is why I haven't needed to have anyone else in my life to validate myself. I'm finally whole again.
Last night was pretty damn amazing. I hung out with Richard we rolled. Oh I know, tsk tsk. Anyway. We were at my house smoking when his friend Krista called. She really needed a friend so I acquiesed and we went to pick her up. Meanwhile, my mom, keith, linda, and dave were at chopsticks getting drunk. I was their designated driver but I had until 1 before they needed me. So anyway. We get Krista. And after she gets in the car, Richard and I just started talking about God. I witnessed to him and I think my witnessing to him indirectly witnessed to Krista as well. She said and I quote "I'm going to go to church this Sunday, and I haven't been in 8 years". I really felt like God used me right then to bring these people closer to Him. That was last night in nutshell. Far more things happened. But I know them and I remember them, my audience need not know every detail.
I didn't get home until 3 am. I didnt get to bed until 6:30 and I got up at 8:30 for work. Needless to say, I was dead. Richard left his bag at my house so I picked him up when I left work and we got his stuff and drove around until he had to go to work at 3. We sat in the car with like 15 minutes left before he had to go in. I decided to play a really beautiful song for him. It's pitiful by Blindside. I recommend hearing it. He actually started crying he was so overwhelmed with God's love. And it was so beautiful and touching. So long story short, Richard has come to God. He prayed for 3 hours last night after I brought him home. I think that is so great. Even if that's the only soul I ever bring to Christ, it's one more soul that will make it to heaven and I'm eternally grateful that I got to serve Him like that. I wish I could make more people realize the true magnificence that is the Lord. It frustrates me when I listen to people talk about how they don't believe in God, or have no respect for Him, or "hate" Him. It's like turning your back on a parent that has done nothing but love you and have your best interests at heart.
Fear not. Not all my journal entries are going to turn into this. I just feel an intense urge to let everyone know about this miracle.
This isn't out of the blue. I used to be quite devout until I started dating Damon and fell away from God. Although, I don't think I ever believed with the fervor I have now. I did love God and I did pray, but I was ignorant. I'm not as ignorant anymore. My faith is pure and my desire for Christ is simply overwhelming.
I came back into my faith though because God got my attention in two very specific ways. The first way the tsunami in Asia. Just because I was an ignoramus about some things does not mean I couldn't see the signs. There are many signs to watch for to give you clues that it is the season of Christ's return. And one of those signs is natural disasters and crazy weather. Go ahead, say we've always had earthquakes. And that's true, but look at records from say 1900. Earthquakes were far fewer and far less significant. How many have we had just this year alone? And how many topped the richter scale? Quite a few. I'm not going to get into all the signs though. Because this is about me and my faith. However, I hope that at least some of you think about what I said and look it up for yourself.
Despite the signs, I wasn't quite ready to come to him. I started reading the Bible again, and studying the prophecies, but I still wasn't ready. Then, foolish me, I decided to declare myself a "lesbian". Not even a week later, I was at work and an older man approached me asking for Shai. I told him Shai was coming in after 2 and this man just started talking to me. About God! We started discussing revelations (one of my favorite books of the Bible) and the signs that God is getting fed up with His straying flock. And he mentioned rampant homosexuality and that obviously hit home. Every morning that I work, that man comes over and talks to me about God. And I know without a doubt that God sent him into my life so that I would stop straying and finally go back to where I belong. And I've never felt better. I think this is why I haven't needed to have anyone else in my life to validate myself. I'm finally whole again.
Last night was pretty damn amazing. I hung out with Richard we rolled. Oh I know, tsk tsk. Anyway. We were at my house smoking when his friend Krista called. She really needed a friend so I acquiesed and we went to pick her up. Meanwhile, my mom, keith, linda, and dave were at chopsticks getting drunk. I was their designated driver but I had until 1 before they needed me. So anyway. We get Krista. And after she gets in the car, Richard and I just started talking about God. I witnessed to him and I think my witnessing to him indirectly witnessed to Krista as well. She said and I quote "I'm going to go to church this Sunday, and I haven't been in 8 years". I really felt like God used me right then to bring these people closer to Him. That was last night in nutshell. Far more things happened. But I know them and I remember them, my audience need not know every detail.
I didn't get home until 3 am. I didnt get to bed until 6:30 and I got up at 8:30 for work. Needless to say, I was dead. Richard left his bag at my house so I picked him up when I left work and we got his stuff and drove around until he had to go to work at 3. We sat in the car with like 15 minutes left before he had to go in. I decided to play a really beautiful song for him. It's pitiful by Blindside. I recommend hearing it. He actually started crying he was so overwhelmed with God's love. And it was so beautiful and touching. So long story short, Richard has come to God. He prayed for 3 hours last night after I brought him home. I think that is so great. Even if that's the only soul I ever bring to Christ, it's one more soul that will make it to heaven and I'm eternally grateful that I got to serve Him like that. I wish I could make more people realize the true magnificence that is the Lord. It frustrates me when I listen to people talk about how they don't believe in God, or have no respect for Him, or "hate" Him. It's like turning your back on a parent that has done nothing but love you and have your best interests at heart.
Fear not. Not all my journal entries are going to turn into this. I just feel an intense urge to let everyone know about this miracle.